Gil (fenyx) wrote,

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Things to Do in Chicago When You're Bored

I should be writing about the events of the last few days, but that'd be too easy and I'm not in the mood but I'll get to it.  

Anyway, I'm bored, tired, depressed, and pretty much suffering from cabin-fever.  I've got nothing to do.  No where to go.  The 360 bores me.  The DS bores me.  I've watched every movie I own.  I did watch 16 Blocks this morning, I really like that movie.  The theme of redemption and that "people can change" is a great one, I find this movie inspirational in a strange way.  I also watched Ghana defeat the Czech Republic and USA and Italy tie.  But I digress.  What have I been doing?  How does my mind work?

I click here and there, read everyone's LJs, then some random ones.  Eventually I decide to clean out my Inbox.  Granted I've got about four years worth of old emails in it, stuff I don't want to throw out, I don't know...on a side note it is really amazing how long I've known some of you, time flies.  So there's an email from 2002 from an old friend of mine.  At some point before this particular email she sent me a poem.  It is an incredible poems, one of my favorites, if not, my favorite but here's the catch.  I have no idea who it is by or what it's called.  She's the one that sent it and she couldn't remember and I either lost the one where she sent and/or the one where she tells me who it is by.  I know I'm an idiot.  I believe it is in espanol, but the jist of is that, well here let me butcher it.

I'm jealous of the wind, because it gets to blow your hair.
of the sun because its rays caress your skin.
I'm jealous of the ground that you walk on
of the rain that drops on your head (
I don't know I forget)
I'm jealous of everything and at the same time of nothing.

Like I said, I'm totally butchering it, I initally thought Neruda or Lorca but I have some of Neruda's works and it doesn't seem to be him.  Lorca I'm looking through and no luck there either.  I've tried googling it in english and in spanish.  Poetry sites, Wikipedia, and to no avail.  Then at some point I got distracted with Wikipedia and ended up looking up Che Guevara, and countless other things.  I had a list but of course LJ and IE conspired to delete half my entry.  Thank God I saved.  Grrr...anyway, just like most of the night I guess I'm looking for something to do.

Hanging out on Second Avenue
Eating chicken vindaloo
I just want to be with you
I just want to have something to do
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Well all-right.
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Hanging out all by myself
Cause I don't want to be with anybody else
I just want to be with you
I just want to have something to do

I don't know, I'll think of something.
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