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If you could look like anything...anything at all....what would you look like? I'd be the wind. ...........It's easy to be someone's friend when all you need is someone to console you. It's much harder to be there for them when they're happy all the time. .............Even when I say nothing, it's a beautiful use of negative space.


























Blind Eyes Closed
 
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
I'm not an addict  
About twice a week or so, Rick will plug his ipod into some little speaker system he has set up in the kitchen area at work and play his music all day. This morning is one of those days. He comes in, pulls out the ipod, plugs it in, and asks "any requests?"
From the next room we can hear Tina yelling, "I wanna hear Britt-any Speahs!! TOXIC, man, WOOO!!!" (she has a headache, so she's trying to be extra-peppy to make it go away. I think she accidentally took speed instead of asprin.) and then repeating "come on, DO IT" in the Starsky & Hutch voice while Rick sets up the song. While searching for it on his 20 gigs of music, the following takes place:
Rick: Have you seen Fahrenheit 9/11 yet?
Tina: No, I'm going this weekend.
Rick: There's a Brittany Spears interview in it that I think you should see.
Nora: Yeah, she talks about how we should follow Bush 100% because he's the president.
Rick: ...and we should always trust the president.
Tina: WHAT?!? She said that?
Rick: What do you expect? She's a young pop star.
Tina: And a republican. *pause* ...but I do like the song.

Mind you, Tina's a drag king and is subject to this kind of 'music' all the time. I, however, am not, but Toxic is obnoxiously catchy and I'm sad to say I kind of like it. *hangs head* Anyway, no shame, no shame. It's been a slow day today 'cause Chance left before Rick and I even got here, and Carrie is out this morning on a 'field call', so to speak. So it's just the three of us with no new builds, no Carrie or Chance to give us new projects. We had our discussion about Toxic, after that song Rick played Foreigner's "Cold as Ice" and we had a talk about that one, too. I made some comment about how when my suitemate's older brother's wife left him, he played that song on repeat for 2 months. Rick's response was to say "well, I remember when this first came out, because I'm that old. I was a boy scout" and also played on repeat on a jukebox. It's weird being the baby of the company. I guess that's why I'm the "temp summer help" who got this job because of my grandmother...
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