unchained medley / broken routine

You say, I cannot get there from here, baby
Then I don’t care where I’m goin’
Here’s to your thin red line
Mmm, I’m stepping over


Change, nothin’ stays the same
Unchained, and ya hit the ground runnin’


I know, I don’t ask for permission
This is my chance to fly
Maybe enough ain’t enough for you
But it’s my turn to try


Change, nothin’ stays the same
Unchained, and ya hit the ground running

person c, a child, must be at school at eight am with a ten minute grace period. person a, an asshole, wakes up fifteen minutes before eight & announces that person c is going to be late & launches into the routine. the routine is sacred & must remain unbroken, person c is delivered to the office with an apology some thirty minutes late.

on a different morning person a is absent. person b, a bitch (just ask person a), wakes up at seven minutes before eight am & bounces into action & routine is sent scattering out of the way & shortcuts are taken & person c is delivered to the back gate amidst the other last minute parents, (who drive entirely differently than the normal timers, person b notes) at ten minutes past eight seconds from late enough to face the office twice in one week.
Unchained, and ya hit the ground running
person b wishes to state for the record that the obvious change of plans written between these lines represents necessary flexibility & nothing else; circumstances are what they are & also reminds you that life is for living & hair is for dyeing. daffodil.

9 thoughts on “unchained medley / broken routine

  1. know what a great hair color is? burgandy. i was burgandy in high school (to my mother’s dismay) half my head shaved in a checkerboard (lauper stlye) and go a few complements off the street (twice in front of my mother as her eyes rolled into her head)………………………………..so its cool and you do pretty good cutting your own hair. I only do my bangs myself because I was coached through it by a professional. Would like to grow them out, but growing out bangs sucks because you look like a geek for 6 months.

  2. ska-REEEEEM!!!

    is it possible for you to be any more gorgee-oh-so?

    polymorphous perversity… is a sure sign of a wildly creative spirit sending out engraved invitations for the universe to come and play with her…

  3. Hmm, I’m still trying to figure out which person i am today. it’s almost noon.

    usually if i don’t have it figured out by noon i never do and it’s time to give up figuring until the next day.

    you look beautiful!

  4. holy carrot top liz. and i mean that in the most endearing of ways. i have never had the guts to go wild with my hair. looks good. having never had to ensure that person c’s got to school on time, i can neither state [ok that just looks grammatically wrong] whether i am a person a or b.

  5. you know i really need to take a light of day picture of this hair. the sunlight really brings out the true punky colour. i wore a hat this morning to deliver person c to school, so as not to pose a traffic hazard.

  6. Yooo wooo. Yooo wooo.

    Hey do my hair next. Me me.

    Timetables – foof

    Be late all the time. The more often you are late, the further back you have to push certain events. Like dying. If you’re late everyday, you add a huge chunk of time to your life span.

    I’m actually 163 years old because in the Civil War I was late for every battle.

    I showed them.

  7. got ’em at the 99 cent store — this is strictly low budget hair. plus i have this weird special hair that looks better cut uneven & looks uneven if it’s cut precisely. i can just grab bunches of it & hack off the ends, & it looks good.

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