THE DAILY DIVERSION

WHAT EXACTLY IS HOT?

No, I'm not talking about what makes a woman "hot" either...

I'm sitting here stewing in my own juices!! It's not that it's 90 degrees outside, nor inside, for that matter! I've been sweating since I got out of the shower this morning, which is a shitty way to start the day. I was sweating before I put on "the uniform". It's hard to feel like you look okay to be seen in public when underneath the pretty shell you're covered in a salty paste.

I figured out why I feel this way though, and why it's not getting any better. I just checked out the weather channel and it's only in the high 60's outside, but, and it's a big but... The humidity is at 93%. It's really overcast, so that's locking the humidity in. I guess it could be worse. It could be sunny, 90 degrees and 93% humidity. I suppose we'll deal with that later on this summer!

I mentioned yesterday that I've been taking a more active role in controlling the things in my dreams, and last night was no different. I do not remember my dreams from last night, because it was an "up and down" sleeping night. At some point I actually got up and went to the bathroom, but I don't remember it. Sleepwalking can be fun right?

Anyway, last night, in my sleep, I did something I've never done before. I had a song that I was singing to myself, as usual. However, instead of just living with that song, I punched a button in my brain to change songs, just like an old juke box. It was odd, to say the least. I can't remember the first four songs in my head, except that I think one was Corey Hart's "I Wear My Sunglasses at Night". I punched the buttons until I got to the song I wanted. Of course, that song was Tool's "Vicarious". I guess I haven't learned enough of the other songs to have them in my head yet, even though I've been singing parts of different ones to myself and Adrianne over the last couple days.

So, the song of the day is "Vicarious" by Tool, from 10,000 Days

I thought I'd actually share the lyrics with you today, and I'll bold the parts I was singing to myself, so you'll know what's in my head.

Eye on the TV
'Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be, like...
"Killed by the husband"
"Drowned by the ocean"
"Shot by his own son"
"She used a poison
in his tea...kissed him goodbye"
That's my kind of story
It's no fun 'til someone dies

Don't look at me like
I am a monster
Frown out your one face
But with the other
Stare like a junkie
Into the TV
Stare like a zombie

While the mother holds her child
Watches them die
Hands to the sky crying,
"Why, oh why?"

Cause I need to watch things die... from a distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
YOU ALL NEED IT TOO, DON'T LIE

Why can't we just admit it?
Why can't we just admit it?
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write as the story's told
We won't give pause until the blood is flowing

I need to watch things die... from a good safe distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same, so...

Why can't we just admit it?

Blood like rain falling down
DRUM ON GRAVE AND GROUND

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and Voyeur
Stare at the transmittal
Sing to the death rattle

La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie (x4)

Credulous at best
Your desire to believe in
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out your hand
please, and give a listen
Shouldn't have to say it all again

The universe is hostile, so impersonal
Devour to survive... so it is, so it's always been

We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire

Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I

I haven't had a whole lot of time recently to do much of anything outside of make daily additions to this thing. I haven't been reading or posting too much over on Hilltopper Haven. I don't know that I'm missing too much either. Work has consumed me, for now. However, I'm pretty close to wrapping up my part of this review, and when that happens, I'll some time to spare. It actually killed me yesterday because I had to work a little late to wrap something up before I left. All the while my honey is sitting at home waiting for me. That really sucks, but we'll have to get used to it I guess, because there are going to be days when I'm going to have to work late regardless if my heart is sitting at home waiting for me.

Anyway, I'm gonna make this short, again today, because I've gotta get back to the grind. The sooner I finish, the sooner I can do something else!

Oh yeah... only 23 days left!