I hung out with Jenbutt tonight. :) It's been a while, fellow geekgirl. I am officially her go-to girl for all geeky pursuits, especially when related to books. Verde tea and a screening of the ENTIRE A&E Pride and Prejudice miniseries made us sooo very happy. :D Not many people can relate with me on this particular level...I will miss you very much when you're all the way in Japan, Jen. :(

Watching Pride and Prejudice also inspires two intense feelings:
1) inevitable urge to reread any and all Jane Austen novels for pure witty genius and
2) a deep yearning to find my own Mr. Darcy.

Goddamnit.

Number 2 is even more discouraging when I realize Darcy's outward emotional impassivity is insanely attractive to me. There just seems to be so much going on inside. Sigh. And Darcy is just so honorable and intelligent and dashing and handsome and Elizabeth knows his love for her means so much more because the depth of feeling for her is so rare for him. SIGH. SIGHSIGHSIGHSIGHSIGH. I AM SO LAME. Such a sucker for those stoic, honorable, manly men [Kouda from "Good Luck!" too!].

In reality though, the preference for the above means I am inclined to like emotionally monochromatic/stunted men.

Goddamnit Part II.

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"Eric's Song" -Vienna Teng

strange how you know inside me
I measure the time and I stand amazed
strange how I know inside you
my hand is outstretched toward the damp of the haze

and of course I forgive
I've seen how you live
like a phoenix you rise from the ashes
you pick up the pieces
and the ghosts in the attic
they never quite leave
and of course I forgive
you've seen how I live
I've got darkness and fears to appease
my voices and analogies
ambitions like ribbons
worn bright on my sleeve

strange how we know each other

strange how I fit into you
there's a distance erased with the greatest of ease
strange how you fit into me
a gentle warmth filling the deepest of needs

and with each passing day
the stories we say
draw us tighter into our addiction
confirm our conviction
that some kind of miracle
passed on our heads
and how I am sure
like never before
of my reasons for defying reason
embracing the seasons
we dance through the colors
both followed and led

strange how we fit each other

strange how certain the journey
time unfolds the petals for our eyes to see
strange how this journey's hurting
in ways we accept as part of fate's decree

so we just hold on fast
acknowledge the past
as lessons exquisitely crafted
painstakingly drafted
to carve us as instruments
that play the music of life
for we don't realize
our faith in the prize
unless it's been somehow elusive
how swiftly we choose it
the sacred simplicity
of you at my side