Friday, November 17, 2006
Bless Your Soul;You Really Think You're In Control?
7.31 Ten Minutes Late
GeekBoy is on the train again.
He followed his dream, but his dream turned sour, so he’s back where he was.
In a way it’s a sad story, but mostly it isn’t.
He gave it a go and it didn’t work out.
He’s no worse off and there are no regrets.
He won’t become bitter and twisted, muttering darkly about thwarted ambition, nursing half a Guinness and a grudge, until finally, spectacularly, running amok through his office. Naked, but for a daub of tippex in lieu of woad and a sword-belt fashioned from outsize paper clips, wielding an industrial strength stapler with deadly accuracy, while the neighbours shake their heads and say : “but he was such a quiet lad…who’d have thought it?”
GeekBoy is on the train again.
He followed his dream, but his dream turned sour, so he’s back where he was.
In a way it’s a sad story, but mostly it isn’t.
He gave it a go and it didn’t work out.
He’s no worse off and there are no regrets.
He won’t become bitter and twisted, muttering darkly about thwarted ambition, nursing half a Guinness and a grudge, until finally, spectacularly, running amok through his office. Naked, but for a daub of tippex in lieu of woad and a sword-belt fashioned from outsize paper clips, wielding an industrial strength stapler with deadly accuracy, while the neighbours shake their heads and say : “but he was such a quiet lad…who’d have thought it?”
Which is what could happen to some people.
Crazy – Gnarls Barkley
Bewildered – Rufus Wainwright
Love Will Tear Us Apart – Jose Gonzales
Indiana Wants Me – R Dean Taylor
Hey There, Lonely Girl – Eddie Holman
White Horses – Jackie
Blackbird – The Beatles
Wonderful Woman – The Smiths
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