Enfermo

So, I caught a cold. I hate being sick. It makes me nauseous & tired. It's terribly draining. Yes, this is also a whiny blog today. Deal. I'm waiting for 4 o'clock to come so I can speed home and burrow under my covers. I'm just not up for this cold. Stupid weather and it's stupid flu.

Formspring.me

So I cracked & got a formspring.me. You can ask me questions (Anonymously too!) & I will do my best to answer ;). The link is www.formspring.me/Corsette or just ask in the box below:

A Poem

I sit here watching the clouds turn into a music sheet
Treble notes and G clefs dance on the winds
Invisible fingers strum my heartstrings to some unknown ballad
A sweet voice croons honeyed lyrics into my ears

I roll the words on my tongue and taste the sweetest nectar
Pure creation surrounds me: filling and overflowing in me
Drowning gloriously, I pour the words onto paper
As I place the cap on my pen, I bottle this ambrosia and ship it to my lover

Telling him to sip gently, I pour the honeyed lyrics into his ear
Letting him drift off into the ecstasy.

MUSE-ic

Music has always been my biggest Muse. It has inspired, frustrated, soothed and carried me through my life. I've used it as a crutch, a shield and a sword. I've written some great work with it and it has touched my heart deeply. Whenever the world gets too hard, I run for my Ipod and hide away until I can face it head-on agian.

Happiness is a warm card..

Retail therapy is a time honored tradition & reasonably so. You cure what ails you and look fabulous afterwards. As a person who has had a retail addicition before and am now a recovering shopaholic, it is hard to stay on the wagon. Especially when you are on a pay week and the cash is burning a hole in your wallet. I write this as I stand in Jersey Gardens Outlet Mall with a bag full of stuff. I pat myself on the back as I didn't run through stores stuffing everything that caught my eye into a basket and raced to the checkout counter. I stand here victorious as I still hold money in my hand and the urge to buy a pair of black Steve Madden peeptoes does not make me bow to its power. I stand triumphant and proud. Now to reward myself at Mrs. Fields...

---I do what I want

Brand New Heavy

Well, my loves, it's a brand new start. A lot of you have your resolutions firmly in hand and your hopes are all bright & shiny still. As you go about making 2010 "your year", I want you to keep something in mind: negativity. Negativity is a soul stealer. If someone is telling you can't do something or it's not obtainable, cut them out your life. Their negative weight is going to pull your soul down adding unnecessary weight to you. They'll drag you down just to feel justified about their miserable existence. The saying "misery loves company" is still around because it's true. A bitter person hates to see some succeed over them. Yet, they do nothing to better themselves and get stuck in the quicksand.

With that said, I wish that all of you achieve your goals this year. You can only live for you. Remember that.


---I do what I want