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Oh baby, the song of the day. I just can't keep up with it. Can't stop the music, ever - but also can't seem to stop the TIME from getting away from me. What with the packing and the getting ready to leave town (and I am SO ready to leave town) and the work that is so NEEDY, and at which I am feeling so incompetent...

Sorry, it's been one of them head-exploding weeks, where I just want a farmhouse in the country and eight kids and a couple dogs and honest work that keeps my hands in the garden and the sink...yes I said that....Take my NOW card...Call Gloria Steinem. I don't care. Whatever THIS is...I don't want it. I don't want any of it. I just want it all to stop.

Except for the music, of course. That's fine. And as usual, it's what's been keeping me sane, these past few days of bombings and memorial services and trying to get my mind around packing, which I am soso bad at, and meetings and people needingneedingneeding whatever it is that I really don't think I have, but I'll try to give it, cause that's just the kind of girl I am...

"You Raise Me Up" - they played this at my friend Sandy's memorial service today, and her little granddaughter sang along with the guitar player, and I didn't understand why everyone around me wasn't sobbing.

"Lodi" - I'm still stuck on this song. It's comforting me.

"Superior", Girlyman - I can't sing it all the way through without crying but it's worth it.

"Sometimes I Just Have to Say Your Name", del Amitri, How I love this band, and I don't even know why.

"I Was Country When Country Wasn't Cool" - Shut up. I grew up with the Mandrell Show, and I downloaded this song last week, along with Reba's "Fancy", if you must know. It still makes me smile. And I was, you know.

"Luka", Suzanne Vega - When I was in graduate school, I lived across from the street from a law student who hated Dayton, and that was all he talked about. But I talked to him anyway, as unbearable as he was, because he had the cutest dog. Her name was Luka. They lived on the second floor.

"Hendersonville", Last Train Home - It's about Johnny and June Cash, and it's a heartbreaker. But it's beautiful. Eric Brace is one of the most amazing men ever to walk the planet. I love him. I have no idea why they don't have a US record deal. That sucks.

"Whenever You're On My Mind", Marshall Crenshaw - I love this song. Love Marshall.

"Second Hand News", Fleetwood Mac. Genius.

"Feel Good Inc." Gorillaz. Yeah, yeah...I'm a sheep. It's a good tune.

GAH, for fuck's sake. "Trapped in the Closet" is on the tv. Could this madness stop, please? R. Kelly is still trapped in the damned closet. Please let him out by the time I return to the land of digital cable. Thanks.

Comments

[joanna]

Sandy hired me to teach in the Continuing Ed. program many years ago. I'd didn't realize that she was sick.

[Laurie]

She was on walk-in advising with me back in 2001/02, and was in remission then, I think. She was very lowkey about her illness. She actually spent the last two months of her life in Bosnia - suspended her treatment to go with her husband on his assignment to a war crimes tribunal (he's an attorney very interested in civil rights). She was an incredible person. The PAC was full!