I Want To Break Your Fall

Bunch of stuff:

On Thursday night, me, Michael, VJ, Leslie, Pali, and Bri went to dinner on the river, which was where Bri was supposed to buy me my lobster wrapped in steak (or steak stuffed into lobster) for me pitching National Treasure the TV show in class. However, I told her that I had worked it out with our professor beforehand, out of the goodness of my heart, so she didn't have to pay for me (for the record, I wound up not getting a steak stuffed in lobster. Apparently that's hard to come by). At one point she pretended to eat candlewax, and I pulled out my wallet and laid out 60 american dollars, and I figured she'd say "you'll pay me 60 if I eat that?" and I'd say no, but instead she just ate it, so I had to pay her, but to get it back she had me drink a glass of olive oil. All the waiters watched, which I didn't realize until after when I asked a waiter who hadn't been serving us and I hadn't seen before where the bathroom was, and he asked me if the olive oil made me nauseas and that's why I had to go to the bathroom.

On Friday, our class was pushed back until 130, where we wrote a drama about a robot coming out of the closet to her family, which I actually like a lot. Then the actors performed our comedy script for us, which was cool, and then we all took a train to Pisa, saw the leaning tower, ate food, and then realized we had about two more hours until the next bus, so we hung out outside until it came. The next morning we woke up and went to Siena, which was aweeeesome. At one point we went to a wine museum, and they were giving free samples, and one wine was delicious; literally, the best thing I've ever drank, alcoholic or not, and I asked how much it was, thinking I'd buy a bottle. It was 25,000 euro. Not 2,500. Not 250. 25,000 Euro. I want more so badly.

Another thing I did in class the other day was write a love song about the valley of death, which I'm hoping one of the actors will compose and perform for me. It goes like this:

"I Want To Break Your Fall"

When the moon is enshrouded in the mist of my dreams

I bathe in your light to scrub myself clean

And when you climb the hills of my hopes to summits unseen

I follow you

But when you fall

Which you will

Well, then, I'll thrash and I'll scream and I'll kill

Yes, I will

Whoa-oh-oh

Well I wanna break your fall

As we're truckin' on down through the Valley of Death

I'll push all the Devil's vines aside

And kiss you in the sand lappin' up against the tide

Whoa-oh-oh

Yeah-ah-ah

Whoa-oh-oh

Yeah-ah-ah

Yes I will

And don't you know I lost you in the tornado of my fears

And I cried enough to flood the trail of tears

And I shut my eyes tight as I struggled through the years

But I lost ya, babe

Boop boop dee boop

Yeah, don't ya know I lost ya, babe

Whoa-oh-oh

Well I wanna break your fall

As we're truckin' on down through the Valley of Death

I'll push all the Devil's vines aside

And kiss you in the sand lappin' up against the tide

Whoa-oh-oh

Yeah-ah-ah

Whoa-oh-oh

Yeah-ah-ah

Yes I will

And as my throat fills with puke and my ears fill with wax

And my ass fills with shit, well I try to relax

But I imagine your face as you tumble and fall

So I can't get to sleep, nope, not even at all

'Cause you plummeted away from me, babe

Sha-la-la

Yeah, you plummeted away from me, babe

Whoa-oh-oh

Well I wanna break your fall

As we're truckin' on down through the Valley of Death

I'll push all the Devil's vines aside

And kiss you in the sand lappin' up against the tide

Whoa-oh-oh

Yeah-ah-ah

Whoa-oh-oh

Yeah-ah-ah

Yes I will

(Fade out on endless repeats of chorus)