Custard Pie

Music: “Custard Pie”
Mood: er….. lemmethink…
In my glass: had beer (Brand and Desperados), now finishing a glass of white wine


Arrrrrrrggggghhhggghghghgh… Flickr is down! I think there’s something wrong with Yahoo here (in this part of the world) cuz Yahoo.com is down as well. It happens very often lately… like at least twice a week… always after midnight. I hate it when it happens!!

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Oooh… I love “Custard Pie” – both the Eric Gales’ version and the Derek Trucks’!!!! Whoa… makes me want to bake a custard pie ;)
Oh, well… howsoever I like this song, it’s now too hot to turn the oven on :P Hope it cools off a bit coming days so I *can* bake a custard pie again.

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Custard Pie
(Led Zeppelin)

Drop down, baby, let your daddy see.
Drop down, mama, just dream of me
Well, my mama allow me to fool around all night long
Well, I may look like I'm crazy, I should know right from wrong
See me comin', throw your man out the door
Ain't no stranger, been this way before
See me comin', mama, throw your man out the door
I ain't no stranger, I been this way before.

Put on your night shirt and your morning gown
You know by night I'm gonna shake 'em down
Put on your night shirt Mama, and your morning gown
Well, you know by night I'm gonna shake 'em down
Your custard pie, yeah, sweet and nice
When you cut it, mama, save me a slice
Your custard pie, I declare, it's sweet and nice
I Like your custard pie
When you cut it, mama... mama, please save me a slice.

Chewin' a piece of your custard pie.
Drop down

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written by Page/Plant

Have a great day!

Music: “I Stumble In”/ShawBlades
Mood: *sigh*
In my glass: Zin

Ah, have a great day!!

As for me, I’m finally drinking Zin to celebrate (hm,…. a bit late) – er… my "successful first year" at the photography college :)

…And am thinking again… about nothing. :(

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Feel like… partying. I want to dance (ok, I can’t dance …but anyway… oh, those words… “Dance like nobody is watching you”… right?). It’s been a while and I can’t remember the last time. Must have been a long, long, loooooooooooooooooooooooooong time…

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Anyways, have a wonderful day today!!

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Music now: “Americas”/Strunz & Farah

Messages

Music: Playlist 300308 – CD “Got Blues!” added today. Now playing: “Welcome to the Party”/Thunder
Mood: self-destructive
In my glass: Zin

I see hints and hidden messages telling me to stay away. I mean, I think they are. It makes me feel down – down and down, blue and blue. S says I’m thinking too much. Maybe yes, maybe not. In any case, I say “OK, so what?” I’ll stay away anyway because there’s no way for me to get closer. And if they (those hints and messages) are just my imagination, that doesn’t change the situation. Perhaps it’s my own self that telling me to stay away.

One thing is clear. I must not think too much. When I’m thinking too much, I start picking my hair – like now - and it hurts.

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I made a photo album for my mother last week. Photos of me and my gang.
The last time we talked on the phone, it ended up with her crying (well, sort of). OK, I know of course how she feels and that she’s worrying about me. But her worrying, I think, is mostly because she has no idea how and what I’m doing. It is, I admit, a survival every day and I’d rather have it in other way. But I’m sure I’m better off here (even though alone) than there. So, I added some other photos than me and the gang as well (like some food photos, school assignment etc) to the album so she could see my daily life.
She called today that the album had arrived. She sounded very excited; she had to tell me what she thought of each and every photo. Funny because… she liked some “unexpected” photos very much. Hah, alright, she’s my mother, full of surprises ;)

Anyways, I promised to make another one… but don’t know when.

OK. She’s happy and I’m glad she’s happy.

Ah, btw, she even asked if I wanted a new camera. Ooh-hoo… I should have answered: “Yes-yes-yes-yes!!! D700!”

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Since the flu, I have a headache very often. It’s not too heavy.. but quite a nuisance.

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Gonna Write Him A Letter
(Susan Tedeschi)

I’m gonna write him a letter, gonna write him a song
Gonna love my baby, gonna never do him wrong
Gonna love my baby, gonna ease his troubled mind
I’m gonna love that man until the end of time

I said now if the end of time should come today
I said there’s just no way that I can stay away
Cause he’s my baby, wanna ease his troubled mind
I’m gonna love that man until the sun don’t shine

I said now if that sun should refuse to shine
I’m gonna find my baby cause he’s mine all mine
I’m gonna find my baby, gonna ease his troubled mind
I’m gonna fine that man cause he’s mine all mine

Now just the other day I heard somebody say that my man
Was running around with another woman
Now this better not be true because if it is
It’s not gonna be a good thing
He’s gonna have to run and I’m gonna tell you right now
What I’m gonna do with that man, I’ll tell you right now

I said now if that man should run he better hide
I’m gonna find that man, I’m gonna take him for a ride
I’m gonna find my baby, gonna give that man a troubled mind
I’m gonna find that man and he won’t get away alive
I’m gonna find that man and he won’t get away alive

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(written by Susan Tedeschi)

…Right……

Music: “Place To Call My Own”/Tommy Shaw just finished, “Living For Today”/Thunder is now playing.
Mood: frustrated
In my glass: Cabernet Sauvignon

It’s just ridiculous and I’m so silly. But then, what can I do about it? As S asks, do I want it different? Is this what I want?
Hm, sure, I’d want it different but what are the possibilities? What choices have I got? From those choices, I’d still choose the same… right. But then, as S says again, I should stop thinking it’s ridiculous because.. because if I think it’s ridiculous, I should stop it. Very right.

..But… sometimes it’s just… tough.

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Am curious of course.. but-er, on the other hand, I don’t want to know, I’d better not know. The truth can be very harsh. So, I’d rather stay in my dream world.

*sigh*
I’m a bit, just a little bit, down again.
Think I need to get away. Some time off – yeah, that’s what I need… right.

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Thunder is now playing “Go Your Own Way”.
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Hah, ya, it’s the “Loving you isn’t the right thing to do…” song.
BTW, I never liked this song (and the album “Rumours”)… not really bluesy as I’d expect from Fleetwood Mac…, is it??? I once asked R why the album was such a big deal. He answered it was just a great album.
….Right…I confess, I didn’t know much about Fleetwood Mac or Peter Green at that time, I had never really listened to that album. Certainly, I did know those hits like “Go Your Own Way” and “Dreams”. Just didn’t like them much, didn’t sound very bluesy . Today, I do like Green’s bluesy songs – but they were from far before the “Rumours” album, right???

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Grrrr…. *sigh*
FRUSTRATION.

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Song now playing: “Gimme Some Lovin‘”/Thunder

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P.S.
S showed me an e-mail she had received from somebody in England – an business e-mail. Heeeeey… RIGHT!! *Grin* ….my English might be very Japanglish.. but, hah, it’s not really toooooooo bad… I think ;) Hehehe… it’s all that – er… “oh, you’ve got the charming accent” kind of thing, right??? :)

Wishes

Music: Playlist 300308: right now “Blu-Bop”/ Béla Fleck
Mood: er… lemmethink…
In my glass: just had Italian red

There are 2 kinds of wishes, aren’t there? The ones that *can* come true and the others that wouldn’t. So.. I’d better choose what I wish then. …Tough!

Hm… well, perhaps I’m not wishing hard enough.
:(

And I’m still coughing like ****!


Song now playing: “Love Worth Dying For”/Thunder