...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Friday, January 09, 2009

a tiny tits list

By no means as big as the original tits list, which, upon quick review, still holds up, I submit the following item that has been making me happy this week. I should preface this submission with the confession that very little has been making me happy this week, and I am, in fact, thinking a selective serotonin reuptake inhibator (at the very least, a tweak thereof) may be in my future, thus removing me (hopefully) from the 'shitty' to the 'titty' column.

Additionally, let me say that I'm super aware how lame I am, and that fact has probably fed this tits list submission, which is now taking much longer to get to than I intended, so, without further ado, and without any additional commas (except this one --->), I give you the following:

It takes me exactly 12 minutes to get from my house to the bookstore. This song is 4 minutes, 18 seconds long. I listened to it three times en route to work yesterday, because, despite what Jacke Blades and the rest of those Night Ranger boys say, I think they really do want to play with me.

(it's true!)

Actually, I listened to it seven times, but three of those times, I hit 'replay' on my iPod so I could beat on the mini's steering wheel in a perfect replication of how I would play that drum part, which I like to imagine is super easy, but then, when I'm in a mood that doesn't necessarily require SSRIs, I happily think I'm a rock star and that that is easy, so what do I know, you know?

(p.s. This is the kind of scintillating goodness that keeps me awake at four in the morning)

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33 Comments:

Blogger Prefers Her Fantasy Life said...

Personally, I love my serotonin reuptake inhabitor aka Paxil. I don't go anywhere without it.

Friday, January 09, 2009 9:23:00 AM  
Blogger Sailor said...

Nothing wrong with a good serotonin reuptake inhibitor, in my opinion. Better living through chemistry, works for me!

Friday, January 09, 2009 9:41:00 AM  
Anonymous Sammanthia said...

I've never heard of it, but I'm going to check it out- given our mutual love of Britney Spears and Neil Diamond, I trust your judgement.

Friday, January 09, 2009 9:56:00 AM  
Blogger Under the Influence said...

Lexapro is the way to go!

Friday, January 09, 2009 10:09:00 AM  
Blogger DCD said...

Seriously. Best.Solo.Ever.

(Okay - I'm sure there are others out there as good or better then Night Ranger, but still, damn good fun.)

Friday, January 09, 2009 10:12:00 AM  
Blogger Meg said...

I always, always restart songs so I can listen to the good parts. There are people who don't do that? I don't like those people. I bet they iron their underwear.

Have a good weekend. Hope you feel more tits and less shits.

Friday, January 09, 2009 10:19:00 AM  
Blogger Bunny said...

When I close my eyes, I dream about Jack Blades and Tommy Shaw (back then, not now. Cuz now? Tommy's kind of scary.)

Friday, January 09, 2009 10:46:00 AM  
Blogger Kirsten / Mama Ginger Tree said...

I love, LOVE Night Ranger. I was obsessed in high school. Thanks for taking me back to my youth this morning. I'm going to go download some onto my iPod.

Friday, January 09, 2009 11:07:00 AM  
Blogger Chris Wood said...

What these Serotonin thingies? How do I get them?

We should get our heads together and do a list of chemical pickmeups that are the tits.

Friday, January 09, 2009 11:38:00 AM  
Blogger motherbumper said...

Do you know how much I love that song? DO YOU?

And I always thought they didn't want to BOWL with you - I'm the queen of mishearing lyrics.

PS - not lame at all: knowing when a tweak is needed, means only good things.

Friday, January 09, 2009 11:47:00 AM  
Blogger Phyllis Renée said...

Just the fact that you make a tits list and use the word scintillating, keeps me coming back for more.

Friday, January 09, 2009 12:34:00 PM  
Blogger Swirl Girl said...

I thought Deep Purple's "Smoke on the Water" was "smoke covered worm turd" for many, many years.

mishearing lyrics much??

Friday, January 09, 2009 12:36:00 PM  
Blogger Janelle said...

I. LOVE. THAT. SONG! I'm gonna go listen to RIGHT NOW! :)

Friday, January 09, 2009 1:18:00 PM  
Blogger Cocotte said...

This post disappointed me. Can you really call it a list with just ONE item?

Ok, I'm going to say it....I've always despised that song.

Have a good weekend.

Friday, January 09, 2009 2:12:00 PM  
Blogger blissfully caffeinated said...

I don't know. While I agree with you re: Sister Christian (my God how I love it), can this technically be considered a list? When there is only one item? I'm just saying.

I myself have indulged in an SSRI or two in the past. I really prefer xanax though.

Friday, January 09, 2009 5:35:00 PM  
Blogger HoodChick said...

It is a tiny list. It has a bullet point and everything which proves it's a list.

I'm downloading this song as soon as I finish this comment.

As for lame, no way. I think I totally squishy heart love you! Please be my new BFF!!!!

Friday, January 09, 2009 7:13:00 PM  
Blogger Bee said...

Yup, I've been thinking about it too. Especially after last year.

That won't stop my mojito margarita intake, will it?

Friday, January 09, 2009 7:29:00 PM  
Anonymous bejewell said...

I dance and lip synch at my desk all the time, usually to Duran Duran or a particularly catchy Depeche Mode song. When I say I dance and lip sunch, I mean DANCE and LIP SYNCH. Full on, bouncing in the chair, arms waving, pen as microphone, air guitar or drums, sometimes I even play the imaginary keyboard. Occasionally someone will come into my cubicle to ask me something and I don;t even try to play it off, I just keep going until the song is over. They can suck it. Work can wait.

Friday, January 09, 2009 7:49:00 PM  
Blogger Always Home and Uncool said...

Listening to "Sister C" while you're motoring to the store.

Wait ... head's exploding.

Oh, the time has come, FADKOG.

Cheers and antidepressants to you.

Friday, January 09, 2009 8:14:00 PM  
Blogger kimmyk said...

sister christian reminds me of parking when i was 17 years old.

love that song.

i'm gonna find it on you tube now...

Friday, January 09, 2009 8:25:00 PM  
Blogger Mary Ellen said...

That song, and chemical intervention, are both excellent remedies for whatever ails a person. Together? Sublime.

Friday, January 09, 2009 10:04:00 PM  
Blogger Mandy Lou said...

That's an excellent way to get over onto the tits list. Nothing like a good drum solo to get happy.

Friday, January 09, 2009 10:19:00 PM  
Blogger Aunt Becky said...

My Wellbutrin is my boyfriend. I want to hump his face.

Saturday, January 10, 2009 1:35:00 PM  
Anonymous TwoBusy said...

So... what IS your price for flight?

Saturday, January 10, 2009 10:07:00 PM  
Anonymous Pam said...

Replay buttons are the tits.

Saturday, January 10, 2009 10:38:00 PM  
Blogger Zip n Tizzy said...

O.K. – didn't even need to listen to it to have it now stuck in my head.
Your complete and "udder" devotion to 80's music is the tits! ;)

Saturday, January 10, 2009 11:44:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

Prefers - I once had a love affair with Paxil. I've been thinking about calling it to see if it wants a second chance.

Sailor - I'm working my way through subjects to hit that chemistry clas.

Sammanthia - Wha?! Huh?! You've never heard Sister Christian?! Hope you liked it. If not, we always have Neil!

Blogging - I think that's one that I've not yet tried!

DCD - Probably, but the classics are forever!

Meg - If we weren't meant to go back and listen to the good parts, there'd be no such thing as a rewind button!

Bunny - And Jack is holding true to that 80s vibe, too!

Kirsten - Thanks for coming by and commenting. I say these guys still hold up!

Chris - I've found the easiest way to get them is to visit your general pactice doctor and cry. Give it a shot and report back!

motherbumper - Another in the lost list of reasons why I totally love you!

Phyllis - Ha! I'll start using both words even more!

Swirlgirl - I still insist One Republic's 'Apologize' includes the line "Well it's too late to poll the guys...it's too late..." That and "Well it's too late to roll the dice...it's too late...."

Janelle - That song is fantastically timeless. I hope my grandkids dance to it at their prom.

Cocotte - OK, technically, it was an addition to the previously mentioned tits list. Sorry you hate that song. I clicked and watched the video (again) in your place, pretending you liked it, to give the boys the love! :)

Blissfully - This was going to go on a whole Tits List 2.0 list I carry around with me, but I was so into this last week, I just had to go ahead and put it out there. Technicalities, baby!

HoodChick - Thank you for defending me, and for the nice comment! I've no doubt we could be super besties!

Bee - Maybe what I need to do is start an uptake of mojitos... :)

bejewell - There was a month when I had to apologize to bookstore customers who encountered me singing and acting out the stage production of Mamma Mia in the Reference/Study Guides sections because I was kicking ass to the soundtrack we we're playing. I totally understand where you're coming from. Also, I didn't apologize. No. I TOOK ENCORE REQUESTS!

Always - Deep, baby. That's how I do things.

kimmy - No one parked with me when I was 17. I had to wait a couple more years, and then I'd hear this song and think, "OH! NOW I get it!"

Mary Ellen - I may need to OD on one of the options, then!

Mandy Lou - As long as it's not some lame ass drummer, I'm totally fantastic with a good drum solo!

Aunt Becky - My Wellbutrin boyfriend can't decide if we should stay together or not. We keep kissing and then fighting, and I usually end up crying at some point.

TwoBusy - Depends on if I've got him in my sight or not...

Pam - Damn straight.

Zip and Tizzy - No matter what kind of mess my life may or may not be, that devotion will remain the constant!

Sunday, January 11, 2009 2:01:00 PM  
Blogger Christina Lee said...

that is a darn good one!!!!!!

Sunday, January 11, 2009 3:45:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

Christina - The classics are classics for a reason!

Sunday, January 11, 2009 4:02:00 PM  
Blogger Immoral Matriarch said...

LOVE that song.

Sunday, January 11, 2009 8:14:00 PM  
Anonymous Barb Chamberlain said...

Of COURSE a list can have one item on it! If my grocery list says nothing but "coffee" I am going SHOPPING with my LIST. Because I'm out of one of the food groups: coffee, chocolate, red wine, and good cheese.

Thanks for the great earworm. I love that song--takes me back to college. Now I'll run around the house bellowing "Motoring! What's your price for flight! You're finding Mr. Right!"

Awesome drum solo.

In the category of misheard lyrics, for the longest time I thought Journey, for some incredibly odd reason I couldn't fathom, was singing, "You come to me with broken arms." That image of two arms in plaster casts reaching out lovingly just didn't make much sense, but oh well, who's supposed to understand rock song lyrics anyway?

@BarbChamberlain

Sunday, January 11, 2009 8:58:00 PM  
Blogger for a different kind of girl said...

Immoral Matriarch - ...and I you.

Barb - I can see where you'd get the fine, fine poetry of Steve Perry and the boys kind of mixed up there. That's probably how I'm going to sing that song in my head now for awhile, too!

Sunday, January 11, 2009 10:58:00 PM  
Blogger Bunny said...

Careful with the Paxil! I started out small with him, but 15 years later it's officially an addiction. Seriously. My docs have tried to cut me back on it, with an eye to switching to another drug, but I am physically addicted to Paxil and have horrible withdrawal symptoms (nausea and vomiting, auditory and visual hallucinations, suicidal feelings and actions, and more!) with even a cut to 40mg (from 50mg). My doc says they'll keep me on it so long as it still works but if it stops working I may have to check in to a hospital for detox to get off it and onto another anti-depressant. Anti-depressants will be a lifelong thing for me, but I'd like the freedom to change drugs once in a while instead of being chained to one.

So think twice about Paxil, 'k?

Monday, January 12, 2009 10:02:00 AM  

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