I'm seriously psyched for the Battle of Trenton tomorrow( well later on today!) It turns out that, due to family stuff, I wasn;t able to go down tonight, to sleep in the Old Barracks(last year they let us sleep both Fir and Sat nights in the Barracks; this year only Fri) but will be leaving bright and early with another reenactor from Paramus for the Battle and some of the activities( MIGHT stay overnight in a hotel in Trenton, not sure). Of course, by not sleeeping in the place, some of the magic's been diffused, but it's still a wonderful experience..... the one weekend/week where most all of Trenton is transported back to the 18thc. I'm also doing interpretation work during the Battle itself.. basically we  women and some male civilians are going to be helping to describe the battle for the semi informed public.. My usual case of nerves is starting to assert itself, since I;ve not reenacted in close to six months, but once  I've again "donned the linen" and have taken place among the throngs of "18th c for a day" folk, I'll be back in my element, back to my alter ego once again. To say nothing of visiting the numerous sutlers!  ;)

A bit strange I know, but I FINALLY found the artist/lyrics of a movie soundtrack: "Haunted" by  Poe, from the Book Of Shadows: Blair Witch 2 soundtrack.  I've been enthralled with the song since I first saw the movie, at least 5 years ago, but never knew who performed it. Thanks to Youtube, I finally discovered the artist.The song is very  amibent and eerie because the lyrics seem to mirror my own psyche and life...
Haunted

Ba da pa pa ba da pa pa...
Come here
Pretty please
Can you tell me where I am
You won't you say something
I need to get my bearings
I'm lost
And the shadows keep on changing

And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head

Ba da pa pa ba da pa pa...

Don't cry,
There's always a way
Here in November in this house of leaves
We'll pray
Please, I know it's hard to believe
To see a perfect forest
Through so many splintered trees
You and me
And these shadows keep on changing

And I'm haunted
By the lives that I have loved
And actions I have hated
I'm haunted
By the promises I've made
And others I have broken
I'm haunted
By the lives that wove the web
Inside my haunted head

Hallways... always

I'll always love you
I'll always need you
I'll always want you

And I will always miss you

Ba da pa pa ba da pa pa...

Come here
No I won't say please
One more look at the ghost
Before I'm gonna make it leave
Come here
I've got the pieces here
Time to gather up the splinters
Build a casket for my tears

I'm haunted
(By the lives that I have loved)
I'm haunted
(By the promises I've made)
I'm haunted
By the hallways in this tiny room
The echos there of me and you
The voices that are carrying this tune

Ba da pa pa...

Totally describes in a nutshell how I can;'t seem to exorcise the ghosts of certain loves and memories from my head, the way I keep reliving them, and torturing myself with what would have been... this song is now on my list of  "Maggie's Mecurial Mood Music".. something that sort of cleanses my soul by the very act of listening.

Oh and got a nice new camera for Christmas,, Kodak 8.2 megapixels( not too high tech but decent for my purposes) so I;ll be posting Battle of Trenton pics!

I'm so wound up I know sleep will be a Holy Grail tonight, but I'm going to attempt to mellow out

Mags