I had a dream this morning, all I can remember of it is that I found this fountain pen I'd been looking for (which in my waking life I keep meaning to look for) and the Elliott Smith song "Miss Misery" was either playing or my dreamself was singing. If I had to tease out some meaning from that dream, I don't know? I guess I have the Academy Awards on my mind? B/c since I've been watching them regularly, when Elliott came out and did that song ten years ago is one of the greatest Oscar moments I can think of (right up there w/ Fellini lovingly telling his wife to stop crying).
miss misery
i'll fake it through the day
with some help from johnny walker red
send the poison rain down the drain
to put bad thoughts in my head
your two tickets torn in half
and a lot of nothing to do
do you miss me, miss misery
like you say you do?
a man in the park
read the lines in my hand
told me i'm strong
hardly ever wrong i said man you mean
you had plans for both of us
that involved a trip out of town
to a place i've seen in a magazine
that you left lying around
i don't have you with me but
i keep a good attitude
do you miss me, miss misery
like you say you do?
i know you'd rather see me gone
than to see me the way that i am
but i am in the life anyway
next door the tv's flashing
blue frames on the wall
it's a comedy of errors, you see
it's about taking a fall
to vanish into oblivion
is easy to do
and i try to be but you know me
i come back when you want me to
do you miss me miss misery
like you say you do?
aMERICAN nIHILIST. . . now brought to you by fifteen year old girls!?!
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