A Reason To Believe

Wow - I never realized I could become so backed up in life and work that I would lose track of so much time. Part of it is I've been working long days and weekends (another lost day today) but I am in hyper-social mode again as well.

Next weekend we're going to a Halloween party and I was going to be Jasmine. But my friend Katie is actually Moroccan, almost 6 feet tall and model-thin. So we decided SHE should be Jasmine (my 35 lbs do not bring me Amazon status frankly). She - as many of my "friends" do - started in on me about being Mulan. I think not. I've been the butt of hundreds of chinese joke lately. It's my own fault, I fail to be upfront that I'm part chinese racially. Culturally it's Thai/German but if one went with the genetics there's a bit of the chink in me. Of course J had to give me crap at dinner last night to everyone's amusement, "I bet your idea of a good time is a roll of quarters and an empty laundromat." We were talking around him about India (he was there for a week) and I asked him a question and he said, "I didn't ask that because I wasn't a racist." to which I responded, "That must have been a nice break for you then." Of course, I should not have been so rude, his trip rendered me a lovely string of pearls. When his daughter gave them to me, I sat there aghast. I tried to not accept them but I obviously took them in the end. I also got a gorgeous set of silk table linens. He goes back in January and I'm sending him with money to buy bedding because the stuff he got was amazing. Prolly going to get some sandalwood elephants too. I'm redoing my bedroom Indian exotic so I really need to firm up my design ideas.

ANYWAY, the point in the end is I am forgoing the Disney costumes altogether and going Vamp..
Here's the costume I got:




If I get guts, I'll post a picture of me in it. I got all the make-up and a different choker than the one here. I was going to get a black wig but this is Florida and this costume is hot enough. K got a great pirate wench costume. Her husband came downstairs and at first gave us crap about it but then said, "there ain't a lot of men in the world who will complain about coming downstairs and finding two women dressed as ho's in his living room." It was kind of funny/kind of you had to be there. Underneath we were in wet bathing suits. I love Halloween.

I also went Yellow Dog Cafe this weekend (photos from there might make it into my 365 photoblog which has changed addies again - more later on that). I went with a friend of mine and I was telling her about the Telling Off that I blogged about previously. And then the radio spoke to me again. God transmits in FM radio waves, apparently. We're sitting there talking about this person and how sad their life is currently and that my telling-off was justified.

Then we both hear it - a song on the radio - at the same time and just started giggling like school girls (she's aware of all the weird radio related coinkydinks I've had). The weird part of it wasn't so much that the song had an inital meaning. It was that we apparently heard the lyrics at the same time and had the same thought..

If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

Someone like you makes it hard to live without
somebody else
Someone like you makes it easy to give
never think about myself

If I gave you time to change my mind
I'd find a way just to leave the past behind
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

Someone like you makes it hard to live without
somebody else
Someone like you makes it easy to give
never think about myself

Well it's time for me to move onto my other projects. This week beholds more levels of hell and I must prepare myself.