even a thousand miles away i can feel you breathing down my neck

insomnia

While I was studying for my chem quiz tomorrow, I had my itunes on shuffle and the lovely Ben Gibbard came up! For those who have no idea who I'm talking about, Ben Gibbard is the songwriter/vocalist for Death Cab for Cutie, The Postal Service, and All-Time Quarterback. He's a genius lyricist and creates beautiful music. I thought I'd share a sweet Postal Service song gone acoustic... It's one of my favorites that went missing. Hope you enjoy it!

I'll be the grapes fermented
Bottled and served with the table set
In my finest suit, like a perfect gentleman

I'll be the fire escape
That's bolted to the ancient brick
Where you will sit and contemplate your day

I'll be the waterwings
That save you if you start drowning
In an open tab when your judgement's on the brink

I'll be the phonograph
That plays your favorite albums back
As you're lying there, drifting off to sleep

I'll be the platform shoes
And undo what heredity's done to you
You won't have to strain to look into my eyes

I'll be your winter coat
Buttoned and zipped straight to the throat
With the collar up so you won't catch cold

I want to take you far
From the cynics in this town
And kiss you on the mouth
We'll cut our bodies free
From the tethers of this scene
Start a brand new colony
Where everything will change
We'll give ourselves new names
(Identities erased)
The sun will heat the ground
Under our bare feet
In this brand new colony

Everything will change, ooo...

Coloring is my favorite. I never color within the lines.

Sorry for the absence. I've been quite the busy girl from ending sophomore year, Colorado, and the planning of Josephine's baby shower, to relaxing and getting as much sleep I can fit in until summer classes roll around on Monday... I'll fill you in with some details of tonight..
Mallori and I went to see the new Sex and the City movie since she's pretty much obsessed with that show and has been for the past few years. Surprisingly, it was pretty good! There were some funny one liners, fashion that I didn't quite understand (I think I'm plain. Solids are how I roll.), and sex scenes GALORE! Seriously, half chick flick, half porn! My young CW eyes were obviously not ready for the HBO version... haha I definitely giggled like a Catholic school girl more than a few times. I loved the scene with "coloring". :) but anyway, to the real story. The movie cut out half way due to a power outage at Chesterfield Mall... We heard loud booms of thunder and suddenly the film shut off, the lights were on, and then we saw the screen burn a scene of the actual film. It was pretty neat looking, all bubbly and torn. The movie started up again after some commotion and when we got out of the theater we ran to Mallori's car in the rain. It wasn't too bad after she dropped me off at my car. While driving home there were consecutive bolts of lightning that lit up behind the thick dense clouds. It was pretty incredible how the sky turned from night to day in those few seconds. Huge lightning bolts showered over the city and the rain poured down even more as I entered Fenton. There's this area where 141 lays under the 44 overpass that was flooded a few months back. I take that way when I'm coming back from Maryville. The thunderstorm was more like a monsoon and it was so much fun driving through the small river on the way home with water splashing up on all sides of you. As soon as you hit it, it felt like you crashed your car into a lake! Did I mention how much I missed driving? Because I do. I definitely did. When I reached my house, the rain was still coming down hard. I turned off my windshield wipers and turned off the car, quickly opened and closed the door and ran for it. Only after I had made my way around the car did I realize that the lights were still on. Typical. So I decided I would walk slowly back and turn them off. If I was going to get wet, I might as well be soaked. And you know what? I enjoyed it! I love the rain. I love big storms. I could stay out there until it stopped. I was already wet, I wouldn't mind.
I really wish you were there to play in the rain with me, to enjoy the downpour and the sky flicker with lightning.

Promise to not be a stranger,
me

I'm going to be there at 6, with some flowers on sticks that were clipped just to make the weak strong

Distance can't be measured in miles.
It grows every day.
I'm trying to understand it's
Late delay.

The sunshine's been missing, Katie,
But don't believe that it isn't there

we'll weave our days together like waves and particles of light

It's that amazing time of day again when the sun is setting so slowly that this bright orange light pours in from our four big windows. It casts so many different shadows on the furniture, the pictures hung on the walls, the reminder notes on our desks... I absolutely love these few minutes. I feel perfectly comfortable in this light.

I probably shouldn't be blogging but I figured that I've taken a long enough hiatus and that I could use a few minutes away from genetics. The weather was absolutely beautiful today. There's bright, multicolored flowers popping up from the ground around Memorial Union, daffodils line the sidewalks by Speaker Circle, and these huge purple flowers form on the magnolia trees along the quad. Everything returns to life in the Spring, and I think I get more appreciative of every little greenery I encounter. The long winter depression is finally over! It's pretty hard to worry about things like papers and finals when there's so much beauty around you.

Hope everyone's weekend went well! 

Kim