To tell you I'm thinking of you

I'd call you now to tell you I'm thinking of you

But it does me no good when the phone is just blocking my view

And I would sail back to you

And I would sail back to you

And I would come back and admit that it wasn't your fault

But I'm tired and unwilling to be the only one who was wrong

And I would sail back to you

And I would sail back to you

And I would sail back to you

I'll be sailing on your deep blue eyes...

The song is completely unrelated to anything going on in my life EXCEPT for my newly found appreciation for Damien Jurado.  Please disregard the video attached to the song, as I'm not sure what it's supposed to be doing. And yes, the song was on the latest episode of House, BUT I think that's more of a signal that I'm supposed to enjoy the music more rather than less. I am not a disdainful nonconformist who hates the masses that appreciate a song after hearing it on a TV show. Now, if it were a book, it would be a different matter. 

Life has been exciting lately? If by exciting, I mean stressful. Which I do. I have only recently barely gotten somewhat caught up on the mass of papers awaiting the right side of a red pen* that are piled on my desk at work. I have finished my giant-white-suburban-of-doom driving for two more weeks. Driving through Dallas was not fun. I spent a lot of time hunched over the steering wheel and muttering, "Ohhh, scary. Scary." Especially every time an 18-wheeler came up alongside me. I really hate 18-wheelers. They're just so... wheely. And loud. And gigantic. And scary. Did I mention scary? They're scary.

On the plus side, I didn't hit anything**!

I will admit, however, that I enjoyed driving the suburban simply because it has a working stereo. My own has been non-functional for about 3 weeks now and while I am fairly certain that the problem is an easy fix, I lack the ability to fix it. So I enjoyed hearing something while I drove that was not the sound of the road. Like the dork that I am, I listened to NPR for almost the entire time. They were debating the effects of increasing class sizes on the Diane Rehm show, and talking about how teachers throughout various states are being vilified due to the whole budget crisis. Now I realize that my opinion is directly affected by the fact that... I am a teacher. 

Also, I was going to go into alot of detail on this subject, as it's one that is affecting me greatly. 

But it will have to wait for another day.

*The write side of a red pen? Tee hee. 

**95% sure.