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twistdfateangel) wrote2010-07-06 12:55 pm
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Music Meme Days 5 and 6, and a State of the Union address
Day 5 - A Song that Reminds Me of Someone
"Sharp Dressed Man"- ZZ Top [video]
My friend, JD (aka Soldier Boy [said in an outrageous French accent], aka Blackrose, aka Handsome). He is insanely pretty, and this is coming from someone who doesn't do skinny boys. He's a live-action bishonen, like something that jumped out of a Korean Teen Drama. The Marines have slapped some muscle on him and he's always been a sharp dresser, in and out of character. It's also a very strutty song, one that will forever bring to mind the early days of Blackrose (which is how I will always see that character). He's dashing, roguish, charming, cheerful, and a total renaissance man (violinist, composer, linguist, swordsman, soldier, diplomat...). *sigh* If I weren't married.
Day 6 - A Song that Reminds Me of Somewhere
"Starry Eyed Surprise"- Paul Oakenfold [video]
I had this song on a custom CD my sophomore year of High School, the year I was accepted into Varsity Choir (the Treble Choir, not as demanding as the Show or "Madrigal" groups, but more advanced than the SATB). Varsity was one of the three groups that went to competitions. That year, because of 9/11, there would be no competition in NYC, so we decided to go to the one in Myrtle Beach. This song came on as we were pulling in at sunrise on the Friday before we competed. At 15, I felt insanely grown up. I was away from home without my mother, strolling down the boardwalk, going to dinner, able to stay up late. So, something about that moment makes this song forever symbolize Myrtle Beach and that feeling of being old enough to know better and not old enough to give a damn yet. We're at the beach, dude! Party on!
Now, for more serious matters.
Tim may or may not be getting an 18-month contract job in Georgia in August. It's a top dollar job. He says he can be expecting $2000+ paychecks (rough estimate) every month. He'd live down there, maybe taking a Friday and a Monday off to come up here and see me, or paying my way down to see him. But, for 18 months, I'd be virtually alone.
This isn't concrete yet. There's a chance he won't get the contract. If he does, then he might get done early, meaning stupendous bonuses. But, we're going to plan for it now, so if it does go down, we'll be ready.
I'm a little torn on the matter. For one thing, we need the money and he'd be visiting when he can (my birthday, his birthday, his mother's, major holidays, etc.). He'd be putting part of the money in a CD, so that every year we can take a vacation, maybe update our computers or something. To ease his leaving, we've discussed getting me a Ball Jointed Doll (the one I've pined for) and setting up Skype accounts. He'd take the XBOX along and I'd hang on to the Wii and get a PS2 to play my old games.
On the other hand, and maybe it's because I'm isolated out here in Bumfuck Egypt, I'm not sure how I'm going to handle being alone. We're moving to the city in the near future, either Richmond or, more likely, Fredericksburg (sp?), but that still means getting over my social handicaps and getting out there to meet people. Mama Terry is wonderful, but she's going to be working. I want to go back to school, if my health can take it, and get a job, but if I get sick again, I'm back to being a wallflower, except for my online interactions. It's a scary prospect, but I can't bring myself to wish that he'd stay home. That money can probably help us buy a house and keep it maintained or fix one up. And Tim seems so excited to have the money.
I can't believe I'm actually praying he goes to Georgia.
"Sharp Dressed Man"- ZZ Top [video]
My friend, JD (aka Soldier Boy [said in an outrageous French accent], aka Blackrose, aka Handsome). He is insanely pretty, and this is coming from someone who doesn't do skinny boys. He's a live-action bishonen, like something that jumped out of a Korean Teen Drama. The Marines have slapped some muscle on him and he's always been a sharp dresser, in and out of character. It's also a very strutty song, one that will forever bring to mind the early days of Blackrose (which is how I will always see that character). He's dashing, roguish, charming, cheerful, and a total renaissance man (violinist, composer, linguist, swordsman, soldier, diplomat...). *sigh* If I weren't married.
Day 6 - A Song that Reminds Me of Somewhere
"Starry Eyed Surprise"- Paul Oakenfold [video]
I had this song on a custom CD my sophomore year of High School, the year I was accepted into Varsity Choir (the Treble Choir, not as demanding as the Show or "Madrigal" groups, but more advanced than the SATB). Varsity was one of the three groups that went to competitions. That year, because of 9/11, there would be no competition in NYC, so we decided to go to the one in Myrtle Beach. This song came on as we were pulling in at sunrise on the Friday before we competed. At 15, I felt insanely grown up. I was away from home without my mother, strolling down the boardwalk, going to dinner, able to stay up late. So, something about that moment makes this song forever symbolize Myrtle Beach and that feeling of being old enough to know better and not old enough to give a damn yet. We're at the beach, dude! Party on!
Now, for more serious matters.
Tim may or may not be getting an 18-month contract job in Georgia in August. It's a top dollar job. He says he can be expecting $2000+ paychecks (rough estimate) every month. He'd live down there, maybe taking a Friday and a Monday off to come up here and see me, or paying my way down to see him. But, for 18 months, I'd be virtually alone.
This isn't concrete yet. There's a chance he won't get the contract. If he does, then he might get done early, meaning stupendous bonuses. But, we're going to plan for it now, so if it does go down, we'll be ready.
I'm a little torn on the matter. For one thing, we need the money and he'd be visiting when he can (my birthday, his birthday, his mother's, major holidays, etc.). He'd be putting part of the money in a CD, so that every year we can take a vacation, maybe update our computers or something. To ease his leaving, we've discussed getting me a Ball Jointed Doll (the one I've pined for) and setting up Skype accounts. He'd take the XBOX along and I'd hang on to the Wii and get a PS2 to play my old games.
On the other hand, and maybe it's because I'm isolated out here in Bumfuck Egypt, I'm not sure how I'm going to handle being alone. We're moving to the city in the near future, either Richmond or, more likely, Fredericksburg (sp?), but that still means getting over my social handicaps and getting out there to meet people. Mama Terry is wonderful, but she's going to be working. I want to go back to school, if my health can take it, and get a job, but if I get sick again, I'm back to being a wallflower, except for my online interactions. It's a scary prospect, but I can't bring myself to wish that he'd stay home. That money can probably help us buy a house and keep it maintained or fix one up. And Tim seems so excited to have the money.
I can't believe I'm actually praying he goes to Georgia.