Live in my house, I’ll be your shelter. Just pay pay me back with one thousand kisses. Be my lover and I’ll cover you. Open your door; I’ll be your tenant. Don’t got much baggage to lay at your feet, but sweet kisses I’ve got to spare. I’ll be there and I’ll cover you. Just slip me on; I’ll be your blanket. Wherever, whatever, I’ll be your coat. You’ll be my King, and I’ll be your castle. All my life I’ve longed to discover something as true as this is. So with a thousand sweet kisses, I’ll cover you. If you’re cold and you’re lonely, I’ll cover you. When you’re worn out and tired, I’ll cover you. When your heart has expired, oh lover, I’ll cover you.
I have awesome and hilarious friends. And sometimes, they say things, and I remember why I love them. Maybe this is one of those "had to be there" moments, but it's my blog, so I'm sharing.
On the phone with a friend and she says:
So, this boy came in the office the other day and I was like, "whoa I hope he flirts with me!" and that was the end of that story.
Well, that's it. I've decided. If my ridiculous (romantic) life was reflected in one story line, it would be Elinor Dashwood from Sense and Sensibility. I've never read the book (I have heard it is not Jane Austen's best) but the movie is delightful (and star-studded - but that is another post!)
The gray area. The unclear signals. The awkward expectations. The unknown feelings. The constant doubt. What's he REALLY thinking?
*sigh* I wish this were easier. Right, like that's going to happen.
So, my plan now is to take my friend Megan's advice. She didn't even have to give it this time, I just knew this is what she would say: "Just make out with him!"
Well, ok.
edit: as I was looking for a lovely photograph to accompany this post, I found a quiz: Which Jane Austen character are you? Apparently, it thinks I'm Marianne Dashwood.
From Australia (which is an epically, beautiful movie that I WISH I could have seen in theatres): "Just because it is, doesn't mean it should be."
James Otto's new song, Since You Brought it Up
You call me up, the conversation goes, in the usual way, Oh what ya doin’, a whole lot of nothin’, Oh it’s been a long, long day. And then you mention, You got this bottle of wine You’ve been saving’ for a while Ya it’s just waitin’ to be opened I can only almost hear you smile.
Chorus Since you brought it up, why don’t you bring it over, I’d love to see you standin’ in my door, Your auburn hair fallin’ on your shoulders, Come on baby are you waiting for , You got the wine, I’ve got all night, We’re only getting’ older, Since you brought it up, why don’t you bring it over?
(um, totally sexy, no?)
And a song courtesy of Pandora, by Michelle Branch, Something to Sleep To: She's his yellow brick road Leading him on And letting him go as far as she lets him go Going down to nowhere
In my mind Everything we did was right Open your eyes, I'll still be by your side How could I ever have been so blind? You give me something to sleep to at night
Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist is the ultimate movie about things high school students cannot really do. But do you hate it for that? No, you embrace it because you WISH you could have done that in high school!
Recently, I stumbled upon Ultra-Condensed movies which gives hilarious summaries of movies. Like, Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist. If you've seen the movie, you must read the review. Because it's awesome. And true.