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| Monday, July 6th, 2009 | | 9:46 pm |
| | Thursday, May 21st, 2009 | | 12:17 pm |
announcement
So, after a year of dead cats, precariously balancing manic autism with bullshit psych classes, taking the gres the day before my birthday, and being a quasi-good friend, it's over. I just got my final (final) grade and it looks like I'll be on the mainland to start grad school within two months. Loved ya, missed ya, will post dirty rap lyrics as title again in next entry. Current Music: manic autism | | Thursday, May 14th, 2009 | | 2:00 am |
when i run in the dark
I can't stop listening to Bat for Lashes.* I feel ashamed because when I watch her videos I go in to some kind of slack jawed stupor, my mind racing to count all of the 80s pop trivia feeding her marketing managers techniques and then I think about how I never really liked the Karate Kid and then I shake my head and go back to that Starlite Desperation video some X-Files genius made, complete with topless Scully and Moulder. Also known as Smoulder. So you can see why I'm ashamed, right? Anyway. Let's all pretend together that I finished the statistics homework I told myself I'd be doing right now (at 2 am), and maybe that will make it true. *When I say I "listen" to something I really mean that I am playing some video on youtube with that song in the background. | | Wednesday, May 6th, 2009 | | 10:03 pm |
all my spies are watching you to see if you will fall
A couple of things: 1, I'm sorry I haven't been stalking as effectively, I feel badly when folks comment in my thang here and I don't get caught up with what's what in their lives. 2. Weird shit I saw today: when I was picking up curry at the local grocery store, following my client around, we moved at warp speed up to a man with long grey hair pushing a cart and looking worn out. My client is a serious cruiser--he has one mission (CURRY RICE) and fuck everything else that might get in his way. So I spend my time in the store trying to steer him around people like the aforementioned old guy. As we sped by, I realized that there was a little girl curled up in a blanket sleeping inside of the cart, taking up the whole thing, like a little child-nest. It was super cute. Second weird thing: Similar situation, different grocery store; insert absurdly cute woman in a huge, huuuuuuuuge hot pink ballgown-style dress with a little tiny dog in place of the old guy and little girl. And she didn't really have him in a cart, so much as a portable dog nest. That's all I got. Current Music: singin dude in dead and breakfast LOVES | | Thursday, April 30th, 2009 | | 2:05 pm |
wear her hair down her back like mine
I think it's hilarious that there were posts in response to my post, and that they were all like That One Sucked! Do Better! Keryx, this goes twice for you since you definitely already have the details :) Actually, most of yall do, its just that, you know, she was just here. I dunno...When the fuck was 2007? Right. I moved to Hawai'i and continued working with people with autism...and stuff. Started painting again, that was cool. And then I got married and went back to school. All the details that are more interesting are swallowed in the colossal shadows thrown by those events. PS: the University of Phoenix is yet another horrifying racket just designed to rip off working people. If I were going to say anything about anything about myself, I would say that time is moving faster, and faster, and I am realizing it too late to slow down. So I am experiencing some kind of bridging between the niave expectations I had when I got sober and realized I wasn't going to die before I turned thirty and the raw, gristly reality of being adult and largely normal. Choice is a bitch. You live with the bitch, you get old, you wonder if you should have kicked her out, but it's too late. You have kids together, a mortgage, that kind of thing. I'm looking forward to not being able to see the future again. I miss that place. I'm going to go stalk you guys again. That is always the best part about lj. Current Music: endless, endless traffic | | Tuesday, April 28th, 2009 | | 12:36 am |
in case of crisis contact the following:
Okay, there's no crisis. Being around my beloved keryx just reminded me that I had a livejournal. And although I apparently haven't updated since 2007, my trusty little lappytoppy remembered my long forgotten password and logged me in like it had missed me. So hey guys! I just stalked all of your asses like whoa on Livejournal! And come to remember that I liked posting here because everyone on here is jawsome.
XO | | Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007 | | 11:20 am |
read book
Bold what you have read, italicise that you started but couldn't finish, and strike through what you couldn't stand. Add an asterisk* to those you've read more than once. Underline those on your to-read list. Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell Anna Karenina Crime and Punishment Catch-22 One Hundred Years of Solitude Wuthering Heights The Silmarillion Life of Pi The Name of the Rose Don Quixote Moby Dick Ulysses Madame Bovary The Odyssey Pride and Prejudice Jane Eyre A Tale of Two Cities The Brothers Karamazov Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies War and Peace Vanity Fair The Time Traveler's Wife The Iliad Emma The Blind Assassin The Kite Runner Mrs. Dalloway Great Expectations American Gods* Atlas Shrugged Reading Lolita in Tehran Memoirs of a Geisha Middlesex Quicksilver Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West* The Canterbury Tales* The Historian A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man Love in the Time of Cholera Brave New World The Fountainhead Foucault's Pendulum Middlemarch Frankenstein The Count of Monte Cristo Dracula A Clockwork Orange Anansi Boys The Once and Future King The Grapes of Wrath The Poisonwood Bible 1984 Angels & Demons The Inferno The Satanic Verses Sense and Sensibility The Picture of Dorian Gray Mansfield Park One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest* To the Lighthouse Tess of the D'Urbervilles Oliver Twist Gulliver's Travels Les Misérables The Corrections The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time Dune The Prince The Sound and the Fury Angela's Ashes The God of Small Things A People's History of the United States: 1492-Present Cryptonomicon Neverwhere A Confederacy of Dunces A Short history of Nearly Everything Dubliners The Unbearable Lightness of Being Beloved Slaughterhouse-Five The Scarlet Letter Eats, Shoots, and Leaves The Mists of Avalon Oryx and Crake Collapse: How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed Cloud Atlas The Confusion Lolita* Persuasion Northhanger Abbey The Catcher in the Rye* On the Road The Hunchback of Notre Dame Freakanomics: A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance The Aeneid Watership Down* Gravity's Rainbow The Hobbit In Cold Blood: A True Account of a Multiple Murder and It's Consequences White Teeth Treasure Island David Copperfield The Three Musketeers | | Wednesday, August 8th, 2007 | | 2:49 pm |
i added a userpic.
I feel confident that it accurately reflects how I feel right now. This trip has been the most harrowing of them all in every psychological/emotional way. Things are really different, and I haven't even been gone that long. Biggest change: my home is now far away from here, and all I miss about RVa/"the mainland" is the people. The crazy, crazy people. I have been (unfortunately) unable to meet up with a lot of my friends, in favor of family. My family is a lot older now than it used to be, which makes me want to spend as much time as possible with them. Price: high. | | Friday, July 27th, 2007 | | 7:06 am |
Youtube won't let you change your username!
How wack is that shit? I am trying to throw away one of my internetbasedidentities and this is making it more difficult. Why, oh why, youtube? This is clearly karmic retribution for becomming enough of a nerd to have personalities that live in the virtual world. The great and the bad: I got to hang with C and A and R and my moms this week; the vet bill for the dogs was 377 dollars; my taxes are still 5/6/7/? years overdue; it is truly gorgeous here. If you were going to write a novel with someone, how would you choose the partner? I'm curious. | | Wednesday, July 25th, 2007 | | 7:42 am |
screwsi et. al.
Hello beloved(s). I made it back to Va in one solid piece, although I did not get more than @7 hours of sleep per night until this last Sunday. At one point, I had slept about 4 hours a night for a couple days, and that's hard on me. It was worth it. It is impossible for me to do everything I had hoped, including but not limited to: visiting both NYC and NC, my taxes for the last 5 years or so (don't be jealous), getting the dogs rabied up, cleaning out the remaining trash culture from my moms, organizing my studio into some kind of workable space, sentimental tattoos, the list continues. I think once I've caught up on my sleep I might be able to concentrate more and that will somehow allow me to accomplish a larger percentage of my ambitions. Sigh, life is so hard. I was all excited about the job I thought I got, but I'm having trouble contacting my boss-to-be. Doesn't she understand we're engaged? On the real though--both my bosses were smoking hot. I've never had the experience of checking out a potential boss before, but I was willing to do it when the challenge arrived. SUUSI was wierd, it always is; this year is was strange because I think I've finally gotten to a place I can be peaceful with it. Lots of hugs, lots of beautiful children, lots of late night conversations with folks hit hard. I was glad I was there every time somebody either asked me to talk. No new bombs were dropped, just the same old shit, and I guess I should be glad for that? Richmond is fucking gorgeous. I miss my other home, but it's wonderful to be reminded of how glorious this place is in full, decadent bloom. | | Monday, June 18th, 2007 | | 2:27 pm |
In theory--
I will be in RVA on the 11th of July. I'm flying in to Baltimore on the 10th so I'm not sure how it's going to play out but yeah. 11th or so. It will be FANTASTIC to see everyone. | | Wednesday, June 6th, 2007 | | 6:13 pm |
Hobygoodiss
I have the kind of sunburn right now where water gathered under the dead layer of skin in a bubble, like a water pimple, and had to be popped. Ah, but sweet release. I feel better after indulging. I'm addicted to Netflix. Mayhaps have gotten a job with the Hilo Arc, which could be awesome or could make me nuts. Probably both. But there's no guarantee I got the job. We are on the verge of a drought. I am on the verge of catching the cold Kev has been nursing for a week. I am going to put away more of our clothes, draw a hula lady, and watch The Last Unicorn. Hopefully it will rain. Love ya bitches... | | Tuesday, May 15th, 2007 | | 12:10 pm |
fortynaughtyshortys
It has been a little greyer than usual lately here. We went up to the waterfalls and the Mister took the jump; cliffjumping is a big past-time here. While we were floating around, watching, a troupe of young fellows from Oahu showed up and one of them did a back-flip. All of these jumps occurred from what would be roughly the roof of a two story house. It was fun. I am beyond done living in this house. The realtor is bringing yet more people to look that won't buy today. She always says, It's ok if no one can be there, I have a key! Like that's reassuring. Maybe it's a touch of my east coast hysteria, but strangers walking through my fucking house is what makes me nervous. I could give a goddamn if no one could be here, someone will be here. But that's the only bad thing, lately. I have been watching shitty movies and trying to decide what to do for work. No jobby job for the doggy dog. One phone call would have been nice...I did get an e-mail. It'll be alright. It's hard to care when we've got enough food and no one is sweating it. Miss you guys. Wish I could meet the new babies out and about... | | Thursday, February 1st, 2007 | | 1:03 pm |
wierd; i woulda bet on inarra or kaylee
Your results: You are Malcolm Reynolds (Captain)| Malcolm Reynolds (Captain) |
| 75% |
| Zoe Washburne (Second-in-command) |
| 75% |
| Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic) |
| 70% |
| River (Stowaway) |
| 60% |
| Inara Serra (Companion) |
| 55% |
| Wash (Ship Pilot) |
| 55% |
| Dr. Simon Tam (Ship Medic) |
| 50% |
| Jayne Cobb (Mercenary) |
| 40% |
| Derrial Book (Shepherd) |
| 40% |
| Alliance |
| 40% |
| A Reaver (Cannibal) |
| 20% |
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Honest and a defender of the innocent.
You sometimes make mistakes in judgment
but you are generally good and
would protect your crew from harm.
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Click here to take the Serenity Firefly Personality Test | | Wednesday, September 20th, 2006 | | 9:11 am |
oh shit
Anybody know for sure what's going on in Thailand? My dad's over there. All accounts so far are that the coup is peaceful, and even a little justified, but I'm kinda freaked. | | Friday, September 1st, 2006 | | 11:31 pm |
pax, and other things.
I never knew dorks could get down. But they can, I have seen it, and been amazed. I've also been so tired lately I haven't been writing about all the wierd/great/amazing/exhausting/less great things that have been going on. But I'll make a list tomorrow, my day off, and put it up here whilst I drink my cafeee. I love you guys. I am really glad I don't have many folks that check out my livejournalthingie, considering how so many folks on here seem to develop a following. I can honestly say that I know most of the folks that drop me a line pretty damn well, and adore them openly when we meet in public...or private. As the case may be. It's a gratitude thing. Current Music: none, per usual | | Sunday, August 20th, 2006 | | 5:24 pm |
abraxas obnoxious
My job is very rewarding, and not as stressful as I feared (at all). Which is good. Other than that, the Mister and I went downtown to protest Sen. Santorum, who was fundraising in Bellevue, of all places. We got the headsup from SavageLove, in case any of you read that column (cuz it rawks...I still miss Punchline, even now, across the country). No luck--couldn't find the place, didn't see a soul. Much dissapointment. My sign said: SEN. SANTORUM: CLEARLY IN THE CLOSET I'll tell you guys about the Santorum Slip'n'Slide some other time, so you can spread the word. Not my idea, but absofuckinglutleyBRILLIANT. Current Mood: iffy | | Wednesday, August 16th, 2006 | | 9:56 pm |
Don't be Jealous
I dyed my hair blonde. My goal is to have it white by the time I get back to RVA. Believe me, it's just as wierd looking as you suspect it would be. | | Sunday, August 13th, 2006 | | 2:49 pm |
Awesomesauce
Last night, I watched (with a group of amazing people, who batted around ideas and stories all night and did not need a diaper change even once) the moon rise (big ole orange lookin thing) next to a random fireworks display (It's Gates, everybody said, and I asked if he was a magician) under a meteor shower. So I think it's safe to say the evening was wonderful. And that I love Devora. That too. | | Saturday, August 12th, 2006 | | 1:31 am |
i love this song, in the most fucked up way
Well, I got to watch Ms. Exotic World 2006, Julie Atlas, torture a replica human heart into bleeding all over her. Not to mention several other beautiful burlesquie-que cuties. She stood very still; the music was slinking ominously along, and then suddenly the drummer hit the snare hard on the rim, and she crushed her fingernails in to the heart. It took a second to see the blood running down her chest, and her expression never changed. She looked like she was watching an old movie somewhere to the left of the lounge, until she finally turned slightly and tilted her head upwards to catch the blood in her mouth, the heart raised above her. I never thought I'd hear a white boy sing such a mean version of I Put a Spell on You. The night was full of surprises. Current Music: lily allen, smile; gnarls barkley, crazy |
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