I do my best to walk the finest line

A song for a bad day/week/year/lifetime:

I'm Not Your Hero might be my favorite song on the album. I'm not 100% sure of this, but for two and a half days, I played this song as close to repeat as one can get while still listening to other songs occasionally. It's the fourth track on the album and it comes after a fizzy pop-love song and two break-ups, so it's a bit unexpected. Trying to figure out why anything with this song on it would get hisses of "it's all fluff!" It sounds lighter than it is, people.

I'm a sucker for a song that says hey, you'll get through this, whatever it is. And you might've noticed that I'm kind of in need of such a song so...

Standing where I am now
Standing up at all
I was used to feeling like I was never gonna see myself at the finish line

I was used to seeing no future in my sight line

Sometimes it feels like they want to remind me
Send all those villains after me

I'm not their hero
But that doesn't mean that I wasn't brave
I never walked the party line
Doesn't mean that I was never afraid

Learning all I know now
Losing all I did
I never used to feel like I'd be standing so far ahead

Sometimes it feels what I recovered you lost

Sometimes it feels like the side that I'm on plays the toughest hand
Holds the longest stand
Sometimes it feels like I'm all that they've got
It's so hard to know I'm not what they want

Why yes, yes that was a good chunk of the lyrics. But there are oh, oh, ohs!

Story behind the song. Sort of.

I saved you everytime

*hums* GUYS. Guess who got a comment on one of their reviews from the author in question? This chick, that's who.

Eeeee!

Tomorrow my Amazon package should arrive. Which... probably won't help you if you're avoiding the song of the day from me. :P But you'll deal. I think. Probably? You will. It's true. Much like I will one day get over the fact that I have no one to squee with, so... y'know. Stuff.

What else?

Oh, work was robbed on Sunday! I wasn't there, obviously, since Sunday is one of my days off. When I found out about it yesterday, I might've cackled once I realized everyone was okay. Why? Because we switched security guards because of safety concerns (as in people didn't necessarily feel safe with the two we had. I personally felt safe enough with the one who napped because anyone who dismisses being shot as "not a big deal" is obviously the person you want between you and a gun, k?) and a little over a week later we get robbed for the first time in years. Dying here. I'm dying on the inside from the irony levels.


I was apparently just so hopped up on that little bit that I looked up ExR a few minutes ago. (I know.) I don't know why other than yesterday's look back and an upcoming one had me thinking. ( I come across like a stalker, right? )

Now, to find someone who thinks I'm pretty awesome and that I feel the same way about. That'd be fun.


Just in case you think I might be too happy despite any number of reasons to not be, my right wrist is trying to kill me. I've no idea what I did nor do I know how to fix it. It's not fun.

Still, all in all I'm sittin' pretty. Anyone want to join me? Or maybe write me a story to read when I'm at work or get home from work? That'd be the most awesome thing ever. I've got cookies.