Is It July Yet?

I can hardly stand it!

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince Trailer 4A (final trailer)

Trevor: "Wow, that looks like it would be a badass movie even if it weren't Harry Potter!"

Me: "SQUEEEEEEE!"

Good Friday

There is one song that I always associate with Good Friday, and it's no wonder that many other people do, too. It's called "Were You There," and the lyrics vary a lot because it's a Negro Spiritual and has been resung many times over generations. I think it's profoundly sad and beautiful when done right: the perfect tone for this day.

I found a wonderful recording of it. You can ignore the video, but it really is worth listening to the song. It took me a long time to find a recording that sounded the way I remembered hearing it. Absolutely beautiful:

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Uploaded by daniela-lucie

My favorite arrangement of the lyrics is as follows:

Were You There

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble,
Tremble
Tremble
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they nailed him to the Tree?
Were you there when they nailed him to the Tree?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble,
Tremble
Tremble
Were you there when they nailed him to the Tree?

Were you there when they pierced Him in the side?
Were you there when they pierced Him in the side?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble,
Tremble
Tremble
Were you there when they pierced Him in the side?

Were you there when the Sun refused to shine?
Were you there when the Sun refused to shine?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble,
Tremble
Tremble
Were you there when the Sun refused to shine?

Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble,
Tremble
Tremble
Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?

Just Another Day at the Office

Wren is coming to visit the office tomorrow. Boss 2 is a bit excited. The following is from an e-mail she sent this morning:

"I'm thinking that when Wren comes, I will act like a normal person so she can question your sanity. I'll speak proper English and act horrified by sex offenders. Tee hee hee."

Clearly, hijinks will ensue. Right now I'm actually cleaning the office for the first time since I started working here. The dust was becoming a little too noticable and other things just needed to be organized. Woo!

The Times They Are A-Changin'

I miss being on the medication that didn't work. Lithium has really helped my mind, but it hasn't really helped my body image. When I was on Citalopram, I was back to my high school weight of 105-100. Now, after a year on Lithium, I'm seriously in danger of reaching 130 if I'm not careful. And it shows. I know I'm not overweight or anything, but I just don't feel healthy. My clothes don't fit right, and I definitely have a belly. In other words, I'm not wearing the weight well. I've been working out via Wii Fit at least three times a week, but I'm not really seeing any results. Time to bump up the work out regiment. I'm trying to watch what I eat more too, but it's very frustrating since I've always had a really high metabolism and I feel as if I'm gaining this weight through no fault of my own because of the meds. Oh well. Maybe all of this will force me to be more active and eat better even though I've never really needed to. I just wish I could get my jeans to fit properly again.

In other news, I had a lovely afternoon and evening in Tacoma yesterday with some friends that used to work with Wren at Security. I'm sort of regretting not becoming closer to all of them when I had the chance. It's strange to miss people I've only spent a significant amount of time with in person maybe half a dozen times, yet I do. The play we saw was wonderful and affected me the way good theater always does, which is to say that it made me very contemplative and I'm having trouble shaking that. I miss college, I miss my friends, and I'm afraid of the fact that so many more changes are soon to come. Oh well. I guess I'll deal with them when they happen. What else can I do?

I Get By With a Little Help from My Friends

A reading from the Book of Wren:

When I walk in the shadow of the Maddo of Oly

I shall fear no hobo: for she is with me.

Your coffee and your sandwiches, they comfort me.

You prepare an afternoon before me in the presence of your bosses

You offer my tea more sugar; my cup runneth over.



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