Wednesday, October 15, 2008
That's what I'm listening to. Radiohead's 'In Rainbows'. I'm taking a breather from politics tonight and staying away from the debates. Can you believe it?? Ok, ok, I confess - I'm recording it and I will probably watch it before I go to bed. But for now, it's just me, my wine, and Radiohead. And you guys.
Song 1: 15 Steps - It gets me movin. Swaying back and forth with a little extra hip jerk at each side. My head sways side to side, in time (I think) with the beat. Shoulders hunched slightly. To an outsider - or my neighbors - it might appear as if I'm having a seizure. No seizures folks, just me dancing. The crappy that was my day begins to fade. Song 2: Bodysnatchers - my head starts moving the other way in a back and forth crazy nodding fashion and the beat has doubled. Where do I get these sweet moves? By Nude I'm golden. Only 8 minutes to get me into the zone. Work? What work. This is more fun.
I was reacquainted recently with my childhood diaries - thanks Mom - and talk about a time warp. Not only had I forgotten about those little treasures but I'd never have guessed that I had so many! Yet as I picked up each one (there were 7 total spanning 1987 - 1994) I immediately remembered the feel, the look, the smell of them from so many moons ago. On September 4, 1987, my first entry read Today was an akward day... For you number crunchers out there I was 10. On October 24th Adventures in Babysitting was one of the most incredeble movies ever made and on December 6 I actually wrote 5th grade is the most confusing time of my life. Boy, if this is what the 80's is like, I don't think I want to be around for the 90's! I'll have to scan an image of that last one just so you believe me.
I can't tell you how many hours I have poured over those memories, reading about the adolescent dilemmas and teen angst anxieties that had gone forgotten for so long. I'm almost embarrassed to read the hundreds of pages that I devoted over 4 years at least to Nick Larsen, my first crush, who later turned out to be gay. From all the friend wars in grade school - girls can be vicious - to the notes to Alethea telling her to STOP READING MY DIARY YOU B****! Only I actually wrote out that last part. But she was reading my diary, she totally deserved it. It's been a fun and enlightening little trip back in time. Everything's in them. In 1988 I was distraught because Tina Gomez was 'unbelievable', trying to tell me that the INXS Kick record was way better - and cooler - than The Joshua Tree. As if! 20 years later I'm willing to bet my taste in music is still superior to hers.
I was disappointed to find that my entries didn't continue past Junior year, surely there are more books somewhere. What an incredible gift though, to be able to go back and read, in my own words and ever evolving hand writing, the world as I saw it. Uncensored and innocent. For the most part it makes for some hilarious reading, while there other parts that are brutally honest - almost painful. I'm thankful for all of it. Thankful to Mom for having the patience to store my sh*t for so long, and thankful to the young me for making the time to record those memories that have made for such insightful reading and reflection so many years later.
Song 9: Jigsaw Falling Into Place
What are you listening to?