You may feel a little sick...

ugh.

So I am sick again. or still. hard to tell. My sinus thingy got better but now I have this cold and a chest cough developing. I'm trying to keep myself from getting completely incapacitated at any point so once all the stuff that absolutely required being at the office was done, i decided to go back to my apartment and do the rest of my work from home.

A fine plan except I fell asleep. For 2 hours. Not really all that surprising seeing as I am sick, coming off a very stressful weekend, and was reading in bed. But now I still have this paper to write so I'm settling down at my computer with my "Ethnicity and Family Therapy" book. Fortunately the maximum legnth for this paper is 5 pages and we can get away with as little as 3 so it won't be tough. I have to compare my family to a chapter in the book. Since we're pretty much a textbook jewish family, the chapter on jewish families should do fine. I just wish I was feeling better since I have class and work tomorrow, and some fairly important appointments at my internship this week.

You may feel a little sick...

ugh.

So I am sick again. or still. hard to tell. My sinus thingy got better but now I have this cold and a chest cough developing. I'm trying to keep myself from getting completely incapacitated at any point so once all the stuff that absolutely required being at the office was done, i decided to go back to my apartment and do the rest of my work from home.

A fine plan except I fell asleep. For 2 hours. Not really all that surprising seeing as I am sick, coming off a very stressful weekend, and was reading in bed. But now I still have this paper to write so I'm settling down at my computer with my "Ethnicity and Family Therapy" book. Fortunately the maximum legnth for this paper is 5 pages and we can get away with as little as 3 so it won't be tough. I have to compare my family to a chapter in the book. Since we're pretty much a textbook jewish family, the chapter on jewish families should do fine. I just wish I was feeling better since I have class and work tomorrow, and some fairly important appointments at my internship this week.

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Island Of Souls

Billy was born within sight of the shipyard
First son of a riveter's son
And Billy was raised as the ship grew a shadow
Her great hull would blot out the light of the sun

And six days a week he would watch his poor father
A working man live like a slave
He'd drink every night and he'd dream of a future,
Of money he never would save
And Billy would cry when he thought of the future

Soon came a day when the bottle was broken
They launched a great ship out to sea
He felt he'd been left on a desolate shore
To a future he desperately wanted to flee
What else was there for a riveter's son
A new ship to be built, new work to be done

One day he dreamed of the ship in the world
It would carry his father and he
To a place they would never be found
To a place far away from this town.

Trapped in the cage of the skeleton ship
All the workmen suspended like flies
Caught in the flare of acetylene light
A working man works till the industry dies
And Billy would cry when he thought of the future

Then what they call an industrial accident
Crushed those it couldn't forgive
They brought Billy's father back home in an ambulance
A brass watch, a cheque, maybe three weeks to live,
And what else was there for a riveter's son
A new ship to be built, new work to be done

That night, he dreamed of the ship in the world
It would carry his father and he
To a place they could never be found
To a place far away from this town,
A Newcastle ship without coals
They would sail to the island of souls.

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Island Of Souls

Billy was born within sight of the shipyard
First son of a riveter's son
And Billy was raised as the ship grew a shadow
Her great hull would blot out the light of the sun

And six days a week he would watch his poor father
A working man live like a slave
He'd drink every night and he'd dream of a future,
Of money he never would save
And Billy would cry when he thought of the future

Soon came a day when the bottle was broken
They launched a great ship out to sea
He felt he'd been left on a desolate shore
To a future he desperately wanted to flee
What else was there for a riveter's son
A new ship to be built, new work to be done

One day he dreamed of the ship in the world
It would carry his father and he
To a place they would never be found
To a place far away from this town.

Trapped in the cage of the skeleton ship
All the workmen suspended like flies
Caught in the flare of acetylene light
A working man works till the industry dies
And Billy would cry when he thought of the future

Then what they call an industrial accident
Crushed those it couldn't forgive
They brought Billy's father back home in an ambulance
A brass watch, a cheque, maybe three weeks to live,
And what else was there for a riveter's son
A new ship to be built, new work to be done

That night, he dreamed of the ship in the world
It would carry his father and he
To a place they could never be found
To a place far away from this town,
A Newcastle ship without coals
They would sail to the island of souls.