Like a Good Book

Well, thank the universe, it was not one of the ugliest, most disgusting viruses alive, like the one I cought back in March.

Even though yesterday I felt like there was fucking LEAD inside my limbs, the feeling is gone today, and besides a stuffy nose, some dryness in my throat and the hint of a headache, I'm much better. There's still soreness in my musceles, but again. it's much better today.

To celebrate, I went through my generic "List-for-Trips" I've been maintaining for the past 7 years, to make sure it's updated for Vienna.

As it turns out, it wasn't, but it is now.

...and as extra preperations, I'm listening to all my Tori Amos songs now. Hee.

I think I'm hungry.

Alone at the office at 7:45. I kinda like it at these hours - all alone and quiet - and I can put on some music with normal volume (I will say nothing about my Ipod's choice of a wintery-morning-song - "Ireland", of all the summer songs there are).

It's raining like crazy outside and my shoes and socks are half wet, which is annoying. I hope this day will leave most people at home (but I know it won't) or at least make most people late so I can have the time to myself.

Now back to the water tank I'm planning (and the oil tank that will be attached to it).

"Tower of Song" is a better choice now.

*~*

I really need a work icon.

ETA (9:30):Everybody's here. Crap.

The perfect birthday gift - Tori has a new album and tour!!!!!!!!!. Much squeeing went on this morning when I found out, but quietly, since half the house was still asleep.

Spent my birthday yesterday answering tons of phone-calls and quite a lot of texts and facebook congratulations and probably failing a quiz I had. I'm not really troubled (it won't count if the test score is higher, see, so no harm done), but I needed to be away from learning for a while so I ditched the next two classes and went straight to work. Also had a lab meeting for the same class I had the morning quiz at, which was really fine (we finished 45 minutes earlier), and the evening was spent with my family, watching Manchester beat the shit out of Schalke in the champions league semi-final.

Good day, and my party is tomorrow. :)

Day 13: A song you sing in the shower.

I'll give you two today because they go together - I don't usually have a lot of time in the morning, so I time myself according to two songs - "Crucify" and "A Sorta Fairytale", both of the Tori Amos'. i do that because I know how long they are (the original, CD versions) - 10 minutes all together - so I know how long it takes me to get in the shower, wash my hair, brush my teeth, do my hair and if I'm quick enough do my make up as well, all inside these two songs.

"Crucify":



And "A Sorta Fairytale" (and please, if you have the time, listen to it's original version, which is a lot better, though I quite like this video):



and the longer, better version, with no video:



*This is the third time Tori appears here in this meme, with two more songs...

Day 1 - your favorite song

Easy. So fucking easy. There isn't a normal video, but I really like this one TV show version.



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Yesterday was my mom's first exhibition, which meant we were all recruited to work - starting from helping her with making pages for people to write their details on and ending with carrying (what felt like) half our house over to a friend's house*.


I worked as saleswoman for two hours before my dad showed me the time and we got going. We had a show to go to - a tribute night to Tori Amos, in a club in TA, arranged by the daughter of one of my mom's friends. The show was wonderful - most performers were women, of course (one was a guy, and he sang "Me and a gun", no less. Did it quite well, and I have to admit, it takes balls for a guy to sing a song like that**). My favorites was a girl named Savana (American) who gave a beautiful version of both "Winter" and "Silent all these years" and a Turkish girl, can't remember her name, who also did her own kind of change to "Crucify". I had a lovely time, and so did my dad. We went back to my mom's friend's house and helped her get everything organized and back home. I was even able to slip in one episode of CSI Miami before turning in (I hit the Merisol storyline. Horatio with her is incredibly sweet).

I also finally converted all my music and uploaded it to my iPod.

*If you don't know, my mom makes jewelery, expensive jewelery, and she sells her stuff to her friends and people who hear about her from them. Our house is impossible to host an exhibition in, since we have dogs who bark at everyone and cats who stink up the place.

**She wrote that song about a rape she survived in the 80's after watching "Thelma and Louise" and she sings it with no music. It's a very difficult song.

I don't like most of Tori Amos' covers, but this one is just good. This is a live performance she did back in 2001 in a TV show. Enjoy.



and the lyrics:

Real Men - written by Joe Jackson, performed by Tori Amos
Take your mind back - I don't know when
Sometime when it always seemed
To be just us and them
Girls that wore pink
And boys that wore blue
Boys that always grew up better men
Than me and you

What's a man now - what's a man mean
Is he rough or is he rugged
Is he cultural and clean
Now it's all change - it's got to change more
'Cause we think it's getting better
But nobody's really sure

And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are

See the nice boys - dancing in pairs
Golden earring golden tan
Blow-wave in the hair
Sure they're all straight - straight as a line
All the gays are macho
Can't you see their leather shine

You don't want to sound dumb - don't want to offend
So don't call me a faggot
Not unless you are a friend
Then if you're tall and handsome and strong
You can wear the uniform and I could play along

And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are

Time to get scared - time to change plan
Don't know how to treat a lady
Don't know how to be a man
Time to admit - what you call defeat
'Cause there's women running past you now
And you just drag your feet

Man makes a gun - man goes to war
Man can kill and man can drink
And man can take a whore
Kill all the blacks - kill all the reds
And if there's war between the sexes
Then there'll be no people left

And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are

I missed it. All of it. Crap.

Shit.

ETA - The dance show. It's here because It's supposed to have been on today. It was cool, not as good as the last few I've seen. "Trout", Inbal Pinto and Avshalom Pollack. On a stage flooded with water.

Notes:

* Costumes were beautiful - when they soaked up the water they had more fluidity and motion. It was different and gorgeous.

* The girl with the old-time evening gown was making violin-like noises with her mouth. WTF?

* Two maids, two other girls, upper, one guy, a lot of chalk writing on the wall and a flamingo costumed guy. Funny.

* At the end there was a small piece by Talia Beck. Was very nice.

Don't really have the edge to tell it all.

Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!".
I will then give you five words that remind me of you.
Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.

Mel gave me ( these. )

God, I sometimes hate living here so much!!!! I don't know if Tori'll come here, I can't get anything good they're selling... Aaargh!!!