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Wonderful

Posted on Thursday, August 16th, 2007 by jessica

When I was working retail long ago we had a tv in my department that played music videos. Fortunately for me I controlled what videos were playing, because trust me, there were some bad ones. There was one section on one of the tapes that had 4 songs back to back that I loved… something by Adam Ant, The Cure, Annie Lennox, and OMD. I would run across my department and rewind the tape again and again. Somehow it made the day more bareable.

*6th time to listen to this song and counting*

Did I tell you how much I miss
Your sweet kiss?
Did I tell you I didnt cry?
Well I lied
I lie lie lied
Over real over
When I nearly hit the face I loved
So tired of packaging the anger
Always pushing you away

Did I tell you youre wonderful?
I miss you yes I do
Did I tell you that I was wrong?
I was wrong
Cos youre wonderful yeah

Did I tell you how much I miss
Your smile?
Did I tell you I was okay?
Well no way
No way way way

Youre wonderful yeah yeah

Now now now each and every day
I realize the price I have to pay
You youre wonderful
And now for your information
Im walking around like an arm decoration

You youre wonderful
So high I cant get over it
So deep I cant get under it
You
Youre wonderful yeah
Youre wonderful yeah yeah
Youre wonderful yeah yeah
Youre wonderful yeah yeah
Wonderful

Did I tell you youre wonderful?
I miss you yes I do
Did I tell you that I was wrong?
I was wrong
For so long long long

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Spam thought of the day

Posted on Thursday, April 29th, 2004 by jessica

I get tons of spam and jokes at work and rarely pass them on. Today I thought I\’d post one…

THE COOKIES…
At an airport one night
With several long hours
Before her flight.
She hunted for a book
In an airport shop,
Bought a bag of cookies
And found a place to drop.

She was engrossed in her book
But happened to see,
That the man sitting beside her,
As bold as could be,
Grabbed a cookie or two

From the bag in between,
Which she tried to ignore
To avoid a scene.

So she munched the cookies
And watched the clock,
As the gutsy cookie thief
Diminished her stock.
She was getting more irritated
As the minutes ticked by,
Thinking, \”If I wasn\’t so nice,
I would blacken his eye.\”

With each cookie she took,
He took one too,

When only one was left,
She wondered what he would do.
With a smile on his face,
And a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie
And broke it in half.

He offered her half,
As he ate the other,
She snatched it from him
And thought….ooh, brother!
This guy had some nerve
And he\’s also rude,
Why he didn\’t even show
Any gratitude!

She had never known
When she been so galled,
And sighed with relief
When her flight was called.

She gathered her belongings
And headed to the gate,
Refusing to look back
At the thieving ingrate.

She boarded the plane,
And sank in her seat,
Then she sought her book,
Which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage,
She gasped with surprise,
There was her bag of cookies,
In front of her eyes.

If mine are here,
She moaned in despair,
The others were his,
And he tried to share.
Too late to apologize,
She realized with grief,
That she was the rude one,
The ingrate, the thief!

How many times have we absolutely known that something was a certain way, only to discover later that what we believed to be true….was not?

Always Keep An Open Mind And An Open Heart, Because…………………….. You Just Never Know….You might be eating someone else\’s cookies.

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