Awed by the alliteration

The student who needed help with Anatomy & Physiology has not shown up yet, though we were supposed to meet about 25 minutes ago. In order to suppress mild vexation I decided to see it as an opportunity to work on my flash cards for Mammalian Physiology and play on the internet a little longer. *contented grin*

So, I figured I'd share the new Showbread video, along with the lyrics, for "Lost Connection With The Head" off their new album, The Fear of God.

Showbread "Lost Connection With The Head" Music Video from Showbread on Vimeo.

oh lord i'm sick of myself
i'd rather bury it than carry it
i'm desperate for help
and barely sentient means just being me
follow suit the destitute my modus operandi
a face that's marked by pallor means you're wasting away
so get a tan and raise your hands and take to feeling okay
no one enjoys the party when they're stricken with anemia
and i'm a shallow sinking surface simply screaming septicemia

peace of mind is hard to find
so i'm standing in line and feeling fine

aye me, sad hours seem long!
and even longer when you're numb
fading away and that's okay
cause life has me under her thumb

i'm languorously open ended
and the endings no good
i've been told to break the mold and i would if i could
but apathy is easier than caring at all
and the undulating nothingness means having a ball
incredibly impressive and bereft of concern
lobotomized and optimized and then i'm ready to burn
and i'm at war within myself and self is winning the fight
cause feeling like no one at all means feeling alright

sense of purpose has got me feeling worthless
and i'm fading away, but that's okay

oh yeah, all right
i'm in a big fat cage and feeling free
that's okay , that's all right
cause that's all that's left of me

goodbye, goodnight
that's all that's left of me

(from their website: www.showbread.net)

"Fading away, but that's okay... "

This rainy Tuesday afternoon finds me awaiting a potential tutee in the Student Center, across from the "We Proudly Brew Starbucks" coffee shop of sorts. It's been a pleasant time though as my friend Brandon stopped by for a chat. I was able to share a new Showbread video with him (somewhat, though the lyrics were indistinguishable) and he shared a new site for books with me. He and his wife are AMAZING people, truly!

He also mentioned that I hadn't posted a blog in a while, which is true, so I thought the time left until said student arrives would work as a window to post a few brief thoughts.

...

School is going well -- I still need to make some flash cards for two classes, but so far, so good.

Zack brings much joy into my life -- he left a sweet text message the other day when he wasn't able to call. I'm looking forward to spending more time with him. C:

That's a wrap for now.

Face gone

Technically last night now, I got to see Showbread for the first time live! Not disappointed in any way. The other bands were pretty great too:

Calling The Shots

The Gallery

Goodnight Caulfield

It was terrific, the bomb diggity. I'm grateful for those guys from Georgia.

^_^

Another RELEVANTmagazine.com slices find:

Loss

Life doesn't have the grace to play the first few chords of a Jeff Buckley song when everything is about to change drastically. The lighting isn't perfect either, nor every element properly framed. There are no cue cards or marker tape to guide you to your spot.

God gives the grace that brings that friend by your side who is there no matter what, sunshine or rain. God's grace offers the most awful jokes at the most opportune time when they're precisely what's needed. It's in His grace that the hand of a friend extends to hold yours and she listens to whatever you need to say, and just listens, sharing what the Holy Spirit is whispering between your intertwined fingers. His grace brings comfort and peace amidst the turmoil that life has chucked your way.

(This was written about a month and a half ago when a friend lost her mom.)

it's coming...

The 7th Anniversary of thehouse is in one week.

^_^

http://www.thehousenlr.com

my sister is wonderful!

She listened to me whinge yesterday, helped me reorganize a bit in my new room, let me stay the night with her at the risk of her own health, bought me a box of this nasty fizzy drink called Emergen-C, and gave me plenty of tea to ameliorate my sore throat. Anything else aside, terrific runs somewhere in the family and a few people have it in spades. She's one of them.