David Duchovny
By Bree Sharp and Simon Austin
It's Sunday night, I am curled up in my room
The TV light fills my heart like a balloon
I hold it in as best I can
I know I'm just another fan
But I can't help feeling I could love this secret agent man
And I can't wait anymore for him to discover me
I got it bad for David Duchovny
David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me?
My friends all tell me, "Girl, you know it's just a show"
But deep within his eyes I see me wrapped up like a bow
Watching the sky for a sign
The F.B.I. is on my mind
I'm waiting for the day when my lucky stars align
In the form of David Duchovny floating above me
In the alien light of the spaceship of love
I need David Duchovny hovering above me
American Heathcliff, brooding and comely
David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me?
So smooth and so smart
He's abducted my heart
And I'm falling apart
From the looks I receive
From those eyes I can't leave
You can say I'm naive
But he told me to believe
My bags are packed, I am ready for my flight
Want to put an end to my daydream days and sleepless nights
Sitting like a mindless clone
Wishing he would tap my phone
Just to hear the breath of the man, the myth, the monotone
And I would say David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me? Why won't you love me?
David Duchovny, I want you to love me
To kiss and to hug me, debrief and debug me
David Duchovny, I know you could love me
I'm sweet and I'm cuddly - I'm gonna kill Scully
David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me?
I'll be waiting
In Nevada...
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Sorry about that...The X-Files: Fight the Future was on Cinemax, and we haven't seen it in about seven years, since the show started to suck, and we only had it on videotape and wanted to burn it, so of course the entire family watched it...boy did that take me back! I loved those characters so much, and unlike most shows I could 'ship it in several different directions though Mulder/Scully were always overwhelmingly my favorite.
I needed to chill out this evening because I had a mammogram this morning, always such a pleasant experience, plus I had to get up extra-early because I needed to pick up my baseline records from the old lab with which my insurance no longer participates and take them to the new lab with which it does. No sooner had I returned home from that -- well, actually from taking myself to lunch at the mall near the medical center -- than I got a phone call from younger son's school telling me that he was in the health room with the same stomach bug that the rest of us had over the weekend (I did mention that I was up with older son from 5-6 a.m. Sunday morning, didn't I?) and I needed to take him home.
The day wasn't all stress. I got my Valentine's Day package from
Our Lady of Fatima in the icy pool of water fed by the spring. People bring jugs to collect holy water.
Our Lady of Grace on a snowy hillside.
A statue of the crucifixion at the top of the hill beyond the grotto.
Mother Seton on the back of the chapel named for her at the shrine.
The colorful statue kneeling before the shrine looks quite dramatic against the snowy ground.
Saint Francis, however, fits right in.
Now Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire is on Cinemax and since I somehow did not manage to shut the TV, I am watching it. There needs to be crossover fic in which Barty Crouch, Jr. is really a possessed Doctor Who. Must go to bed...younger son has to get to school early for a field trip to Mount Vernon, if he feels well enough to go, and older son is staying late, so it may be an insane day!
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