I Don't Want to Waste Your Time

I don’t wanna waste your time
With music you don’t need
Why should I autograph the book
That you won’t even read
I’ve got a different scar for every song
And blood left still to bleed
But I don’t wanna waste your time
With music you don’t need

I don’t wanna waste good wine
If you won’t stick around
I love to laugh but I’m more than just
Your alcoholic clown
I won’t pray this prayer with you
Unless we both kneel down
I don’t wanna waste good wine
If you won’t stick around

Come on lighten up
Let me fill your cup
I’m just trying to imagine a situation
Where we might have a real conversation

But I don’t wanna waste the words
That you don’t seem to need
When it comes to wanting what’s real
There’s no such thing as greed
I hope this night puts down deep roots
I hope we plant a seed
‘Cause I don’t wanna waste your time
With music you don’t need

The Devil's in the details

I feel like I am slowly, very slowly, drifting. Drifting on a sea of nothing and nowhere. I want to go somewhere. I want to do something.

I went on a blind date last weekend. Ha! I guess it's just one of those things you've always wanted to do until you actually do it, then you never want to do it again. Funny story I can tell later on in life. Those are always good to have. You can never have too many humorous moments in life. I feel like I don't have enough!

Over the Rhine released a new album yesterday. It is amazing. I don't know what I would do without them in my life. All thanks to a good old friend a long time ago I have a forever favorite band. I only pray I can end up like Karen and her husband. The two sole members of Over the Rhine. A man and his wife in love doing what they love...and they're damn good at it!

I'm ready for a vacation even though I haven't done anything to deserve one. I sure feel like I need one though.

I want to feel close to Him again. I remember feeling like I was dancing with Him once. That was amazing. I'm not much of a dancer...especially a slow dancer, but if it's with Him. Heck, I'd try the waltz! The tango! Whatever, as long as it's with Him. I am jealous of friends who are doing something with their lives in other places in the world. I would be fine with living here if I was doing something that mattered. I suppose even the small things do matter, but I don't feel like I'm even trying. Not that I must do good works in order for my eternity to be spent in paradise, but I should want to do great things becaues I love Him. Why don't I want to do good things enough to actually try? Maybe if I weren't an American. Speaking of which I have to sing the one song I hate singing, the National Anthem, soon at a soccer game. My dream has come true and I am so sick of this country I'm singing for. But what can I do to change it...to pioneer in this country? I do not know and He's not telling me anything.

Is it any surprise that you feel so overrun?

Oh how I am so excited to fly 2.5 hours East this evening.
Oh how I am so excited to see my Spaceman once again.
Oh how I am so excited to get away from this place I call "home".
Oh how I am going to miss my family.
Oh how I am so confused by one person in this life. Only one.
Make that two. Two people in this life confuse me.
Three if you want to get technical.
Four actually if you want to get super technical.
But three of them are the same person, so it's back to two.
Two people in this life confuse me.

Here I am sitting in Dunn Bros. on Grand Ave. I just ran into my CBB. What an odd coincedence! I am drinking the ever-so-lovely Iced Coffee with two packets of Splenda. It's my signature drink of choice at the moment. Cold Press, Iced Coffee, or Iced Americano. Depending upon which coffee shop I choose to go to.

I splurged a little bit yesterday. Not as much as I could have, but more than I should have.

I haven't been reading anything lately. I was going to bring a book to read on the plane, but forgot, and now all I have is a stupid worldly magazine I can look at while listening to music. What music will I listen to on the plane? I don't know yet. I have a feeling it'll be sappy. Probably Over the Rhine. They seem to be my flight music of choice. I could potentially warm up to my new Ben Folds Live album I recently purchased but never listen to, but I rather prefer the familiar to the foreign when it comes to uncomfortable things like flying. I hate flying.

Since I'm in St. Paul. I might have to get Cafe Latte for lunch! I love that place. Or perhaps Bread and Chocolate...since I've never been and have always wanted to go.

man, my computer is dusty.

I hope Idaho doesn't get lost on his way to Super Target.

Well, that's all for now I suppose. I'm going to check some more things on here...like what the weather will be like when I arrive in Connecticut tonight. Pray that it's beautiful tomorrow because it's going to be my final day on this earth. I'd like to die on a beautiful day. At least I'll go out with The Spaceman at my side and there will most likely be a great news headline, "Woman dies in gruesome Hellovator ride disastor at Six Flags theme park."

Welp, wish me luck, I bid you all a'dou, farewell, and stay classy Minneapolis/St. Paul!

I'm so depressed I can't even eat.

Oh Lord my God, if I have done this,
if there is wrong in my hands,
if I have repaid my friend with evil
or plundered my enemy without cause,
let the enemy pursue my soul and overtake it,
and let him trample my life to the ground
and lay my glory in the dust.

Psalm 7:3-5