Yvi

Finished my grad school essays, have a tutoring gig and fun times with Panthalassa planned for tomorrow, and now I just need to send off the last of my paperwork and wait. Whew.

Last night, I had the weirdest dream. It was a mash-up of Glee and Inception, with Eames doling out cigars and Sam accidentally setting Kurt's hair on fire in his sleep and Ariadne was, like, my conscience and wouldn't stop narrating everything. My dreams always seem to have narrators.

Now let's talk about how fabulously autumnal has the weather been here. Boot weather for sure. The perfect time for me to express my love through songs that remind me of the season! Some of them are a little lonely and chilly, some of them are like running outside and not stopping even though the wind is freezing and you can't feel your feet because it's just that kind of day, and some of them are just the kind of music you curl up with while you're hanging around the house with your Snuggie and a mug of hot chocolate.

So, yeah. Go forth.






Michelle Cross: Cold Light
And I passed him in the street
And his voice calls out to me
"Girl, you're the only one you've ever got"


Ke$ha: Boots and Boys
I'm keeping quite the colletion
Take nothing less than perfection

P.J. Harvey: A Place Called Home
And the battle is won
And the planes keep winging
And I'm right on time
And the girl keeps singing

Franz Ferdinand: Eleanor, Put Your Boots On
So Eleanor, take a Green Point three point
Turn towards the hidden sun
You know you look so elegant when you run,

Au Revoir, Simone: Fallen Snow
We both know it's going to be another long winter
The kind that freezes shut the doors of early spring
But I'll still let you in
When I hear you knocking, with a whisper
I'll open the doors and I'll let you in

Manic Street Preachers: Peeled Apples
Riderless horses, Noam Chomsky's Camelot
Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out
A series of images against you and me
Trespass your torments
If you are what you wanna be

Pomegranates: Coriander
Coriander saw better days gone past
How long will she last?
How long will you last?


The Guggenheim Grotto: Philosophia
But in time a thought comes tugging on the sleeve edge of our minds
Perhaps no perfect way exists at all, just many different kinds

The Coral: Eskimo Lament
Rain, rain go away
Leave me here alone again
Where weary eyes and hollis tales
Play heavy on my mind

The Shins: Pink Bullets
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have seemed short but the days were long

Cocteau Twins: Ice-Pulse
I could have done something differently
You can't heal what you can't feel

Of Montreal: Wraith Pinned to the Mist (and other games)
Let's have bizarre celebrations
Let's forget when forget what forget how
We'll have bizarre celebrations
We'll play Tristan and Isolde, but make sure I see white sails

Forest Fire: Through My Gloves
I was climbing a mountain
But I did not see a top
I was climbing to meet you
And i got lost

Noe Venable: Boots
The sky is wild and full of holes
The wind is wild and it's full of coughs
Sometimes I think I'd float away
If I took my boots off
I'd like to see my eyes in someone else's face
I'd like to see my face on a magazine
The things I want, the life I need
My boots keep me between