I think I’m going to have to start keeping a notepad for blogging ideas. Today I had a couple of thoughts about what to write about, but the journey home and the minutiae of office work has let those flighty thoughts flutter back to the Muse. Bugger.
So what’s been going on? Not exactly rock & roll (unless Chuck Berry helps you), but we’ve had a massive chuck out at home. Early spring cleaning. The house looks better for it as like most folk, we tend to accumulate ‘stuff’. Clothes you don’t wear, books / CDs / DVDs you don’t like anymore and ‘stuff’. I don’t know about you, but I’m terrible. It’s not that I can’t bear to throw anything away, it’s more that I can’t bear to throw anything that a) isn’t broken or b) could be useful in the event of the collapse of civilised society.
Luckily, some bright spark invented charity shops* and Freecycle – so a couple of trips in the car later, we can now see the hall carpet and walls. Prior to that it was beginning to look like that warehouse at the end of Raider of the Lost Ark. What I like about Freecycle is that people will come to your house/work can take things away. No postage, no faffing about and they’re happy to take said item off your hands. It’s free and it works, what’s not to like? 😀
( * if you spread your deliveries about a bit you can check out if there are any cool clothes 🙂 )
Now some folk frown at buying second hand, but I disagree. If the item is in good nick (Ed: she’s talking about clothes… again) and is stylish / fashionable, then why not? Given last summer’s tents with a neck hole in them, there was a rise the reports of ‘vintage shopping’. I suppose posh folk have vintage clothes, middle class have charity shop gear and the working classes just don’t give a sh** 🙂
So why today’s lyric? Well, I don’t know if this is a growing trend, but I pick out a line from a song when I feel a connection. Sometimes I’ll be listening to music at work and a tune, or rather a lyric, will job my memory. Luckily I don’t need the telephone very much, so it’s headphones on, browser up and work-work-work.
Today I was washing my hands and I caught sight of my reflection…. for a split second my mind’s eye flashed out my ‘trans image’. There…ummm… ‘she’ was to my left with exactly the same expression as I was giving the mirror – confusion. Very, very strange. Luckily the trans me didn’t tell me to kill anyone and was gone in an instant. So, it’s one of three things:
1) I’m a loon.
2) It was just a daydream.
3) I’m not really Lynn, but the ugly sister to Nicky/Jessica from Heroes.
I think I need to get out more. 🙂
[ Lyric: Nine Inch Nails – Right Where It Belongs ]