| i love Gipi's pizza |
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| Friday, 02 June 2006 | |
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just had Gipi's pizza sitting on the lounge room floor in front of the heater with Steve. How did we manage the incredible blessing of living just down the road from an AMAZING pizza joint? How does Emmanuel make the Roma with added artichokes so good?? not to mention the way the roast eggplant melts in your mouth..
What a week it's been for getting life moving again. The first load of festival applications off in the mail, progress with learning to programme my new line 6 bass pod FX unit & joy of joys- a brand new song! It's a strange little ditty inspired by getting not one but TWO parking fines in the mail, & bemoaning the usual missed phone calls & forgotten tasks that plague my day to day existence. I think I have finally embraced how my schedule will always be dutifully mangled by this fuzzy brain, & where would I be without friends who understood... All messed up All my best friends are fuck-ups All my best friends are losers & freaks Habitual dreamers all scheming to throw the whole world in a completely different spin All my best friends know I’m hopeless & I still find it hard to believe they’re still around while I juggle these struggles, this tug-of-war to reconcile the beautiful mess that we’re in But they keep me dreaming on Turn a tear into a song Constantly amazed to find I’m raised by forgiveness They keep me strong All my best friends push the limits All my best friends can hardly pay the rent Ambitious with wishes while dishes go mouldy & bills are all outlined in red All my best friends cross the threshold All my best friends are imperfectly gorgeous Investing in friendship while restlessly questioning every damn word that gets said But all my best friends live in colour All my best friends choose their words like fine wine & I’m picking & grinning this stingin’ little ditty singin’ thanks for the light that you’ve shed For you keep me dreaming on Sing a smile into a song Constantly amazed to find I’m raised by forgiveness You keep me strong I always wanted to be special I always wanted to be one of a kind But that just means you’re different & different’s just a nicer word for all messed up |
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