you go first
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 10:14 pm
posted by:
chickthepox

smoked oysters
smoked chedder
plum wine
a winter beach
fires on the edge of the forest
biking through the woods
perfect perfect perfect.
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toe pick!
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 09:57 pm
posted by:
ruth_the_sleuth
Yon minions, haven't you been thinking to yourselves that it's been FAR too long since I became obsessed with some random thing, like watching all the Friday the 13th movies, or collecting outdated analog equipment, or Alec Baldwin?
WELL. It's funny you should ask. There's a new craze in Sarahland, and for the record, I didn't see it coming any better than you did.
And just in time for the Olympics.
(Watching it, not doing it, by the way. Universal Sports has been playing a ton of the competition leading up to Vancouver--the Nagano Grand Prix, Cancer.net Skate America--and I don't know why really, but I've been watching skating pretty much every night. I really don't know why I wasn't ever interested in it before.
And in retrospect, you know, we should actually have seen this coming. Do you guys know how many times I have seen The Cutting Edge?)
WELL. It's funny you should ask. There's a new craze in Sarahland, and for the record, I didn't see it coming any better than you did.
I'll give you some time to guess.
Figure skating.
And just in time for the Olympics.
(Watching it, not doing it, by the way. Universal Sports has been playing a ton of the competition leading up to Vancouver--the Nagano Grand Prix, Cancer.net Skate America--and I don't know why really, but I've been watching skating pretty much every night. I really don't know why I wasn't ever interested in it before.
And in retrospect, you know, we should actually have seen this coming. Do you guys know how many times I have seen The Cutting Edge?)
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Nov. 15th, 2009 | 12:06 am
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Skeletons
Nov. 15th, 2009 | 12:44 am
posted by:
shivershake
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(no subject)
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 06:44 pm
posted by:
shivershake
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jellyfish
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 04:14 pm
posted by:
theivorytower
penis jellyfish.
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I mean, a five-year-old, maybe, but...
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 02:02 pm
posted by:
ruth_the_sleuth
Poll #1485493 Abortion schmaschmortion
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 14
This was a phrase that I came across in the reading for my women's studies class this week, and I SWEAR TO GOD, I spent a good minute or so wondering if three-year-olds could actually get pregnant, or if that was a typo, or what. The brain, she is a-dyin'.Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 14
What do you first think of when you hear the phrase "the mother of a three-year-old who had recently had an abortion"?
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9 (64.3%)
A women who has recently had an abortion and is also the mother of a three-year-old![]()
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5 (35.7%)
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671: Because I Don't Know
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 03:25 pm
posted by:
exceptindreams
"Because I Don't Know"
May Swenson
Because I don’t know you, I love you:
warm cheeks, full lips, rich smile,
dark irises that slide to the side,
thick lashes, thick hair, gleaming
teeth and eyes, your hand in greeting
warmer than mine, wider in blue shirt,
rolled sleeves, in dark jeans belted –
I liked your robust shoulders, wide neck and
tipped-up chin. That glow is blood
under skin that’s warm to begin with,
almost dusky, the red showing
through—of health, of youth—but more:
your open, welcome, I-could-hug-you look.
We met once or twice, exchanged smiles:
your lips curl-cornered to my thin,
crooked grin; your easy, laughing eyes
to my sharp star. Did it pierce you
there, my look of hunger, like a hook?
I wanted only a sniff, a tongue-tip’s
taste, a moment’s bath in your rare
warmth. That last night, trading
goodbyes, when we kissed—or you did, me—
my hand took your nape, plunged under
the thick spill of your hair. Then
I stepped into the dark, out of the light
of the party, the screen door’s yellow
square sliding smaller and smaller behind
me. You’ve become a dream of ripe
raspberries, in summer country: deep, dark
red lip, clean, gleaming generous smile.
Who owns you? I don’t know. I’ll hide you
away in my dream file. Stay there. Don’t
change. I don’t know you—and had better
no. Because I don’t know you, I love you.
May Swenson
Because I don’t know you, I love you:
warm cheeks, full lips, rich smile,
dark irises that slide to the side,
thick lashes, thick hair, gleaming
teeth and eyes, your hand in greeting
warmer than mine, wider in blue shirt,
rolled sleeves, in dark jeans belted –
I liked your robust shoulders, wide neck and
tipped-up chin. That glow is blood
under skin that’s warm to begin with,
almost dusky, the red showing
through—of health, of youth—but more:
your open, welcome, I-could-hug-you look.
We met once or twice, exchanged smiles:
your lips curl-cornered to my thin,
crooked grin; your easy, laughing eyes
to my sharp star. Did it pierce you
there, my look of hunger, like a hook?
I wanted only a sniff, a tongue-tip’s
taste, a moment’s bath in your rare
warmth. That last night, trading
goodbyes, when we kissed—or you did, me—
my hand took your nape, plunged under
the thick spill of your hair. Then
I stepped into the dark, out of the light
of the party, the screen door’s yellow
square sliding smaller and smaller behind
me. You’ve become a dream of ripe
raspberries, in summer country: deep, dark
red lip, clean, gleaming generous smile.
Who owns you? I don’t know. I’ll hide you
away in my dream file. Stay there. Don’t
change. I don’t know you—and had better
no. Because I don’t know you, I love you.
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670: 83%
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 03:21 pm
music: Rock Your Soul - Elisa
posted by:
exceptindreams
"83%"
Ronna Bloom
My old love comes to my door
and my heart doesn’t pound.
Though I am happy.
83% happy.
Like the Mona Lisa.
Ronna Bloom
My old love comes to my door
and my heart doesn’t pound.
Though I am happy.
83% happy.
Like the Mona Lisa.
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(ocean city, md)
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 02:42 pm
posted by:
nervous_bird
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a recent exchange in the Marshall house
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 11:40 am
posted by:
ruth_the_sleuth
ME: (dials number provided on the website for "Fat and Sassy II," the play which I'm seeing with Emily to fulfill the feminist gathering requirement of both our Women's Studies Classes)
GUY WHO ANSWERS PHONE: Hello, mumble humble mumble mumperdinck.
ME: Hi, I'd like to reserve two tickets for Sunday's matinee of "Fat and Sassy II"
GWAP: You have the wrong number. This is a cleaning company. (Hangs up.)
ME: Why could I have not been trying to reserve tickets for something else, like "Long Day's Journey Into Night," or...ANYTHING ELSE?
I still have high hopes for "Fat and Sassy II" though. Oh, you have NO idea.
GUY WHO ANSWERS PHONE: Hello, mumble humble mumble mumperdinck.
ME: Hi, I'd like to reserve two tickets for Sunday's matinee of "Fat and Sassy II"
GWAP: You have the wrong number. This is a cleaning company. (Hangs up.)
ME: Why could I have not been trying to reserve tickets for something else, like "Long Day's Journey Into Night," or...ANYTHING ELSE?
I still have high hopes for "Fat and Sassy II" though. Oh, you have NO idea.
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(gonna give this another try...)
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 11:36 am
posted by:
nervous_bird
http://facebook.com/madcat1
http://facebook.com/madcat1
http://facebook.com/madcat1
OK, I changed my "search" setting. Hopefully people can find me now.
Would someone please let me know if you can find me now?
It's getting so frustrating bc there are people here and at work that I want to friend, but if I can't find them, there is no hope of them finding me.
http://facebook.com/madcat1
http://facebook.com/madcat1
OK, I changed my "search" setting. Hopefully people can find me now.
Would someone please let me know if you can find me now?
It's getting so frustrating bc there are people here and at work that I want to friend, but if I can't find them, there is no hope of them finding me.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 141109
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 07:54 am
music: Bruce Peninsula - Shanty Song | Powered by Last.fm
posted by:
hellosheesha
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(no subject)
Nov. 14th, 2009 | 08:29 am
posted by:
shellbot
At work again on a Saturday. This is my fucking life. What a drag!
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(no subject)
Nov. 13th, 2009 | 11:20 pm
posted by:
robotrock
I'm in love with her
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cheated
Nov. 13th, 2009 | 09:47 pm
posted by:
theivorytower
i'm being cheated quite a bit on my rent! i don't know if i should be pissed off at the situation. it's not like i'm busting my butt to make rent or anything. I agreed to pay the amount I'm currently paying, so why am I kind of pissed now? Should I say anything? I know I won't be able to find much cheaper rent, unless I find people to move into a new place... but that requires a deposit, a lease, and all that not-fun stuff.
what do you think?
numbers: i pay 400.00 a month for my own large room. I think everyone else is paying 250 a month (even Chase who is in the master bedroom with attatched bathroom). One might be paying even less than that, but he's only here 2 times a month, so who cares?
What do you think?
more numbers: I make 10.50 an hour. I work about 33 hours a week. I make about 1200.00 a month.
gah! I need opinions!
what do you think?
numbers: i pay 400.00 a month for my own large room. I think everyone else is paying 250 a month (even Chase who is in the master bedroom with attatched bathroom). One might be paying even less than that, but he's only here 2 times a month, so who cares?
What do you think?
more numbers: I make 10.50 an hour. I work about 33 hours a week. I make about 1200.00 a month.
gah! I need opinions!
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Yay
Nov. 13th, 2009 | 05:26 pm
posted by:
theivorytower
I ordered the Macbook today. I am very excited to get a compact, little computer. I mean, i love my first generation Powermac G5, but it's from 2003 and very old now. I'm sad to think that I might not ever use it again?!?! I hope that's not the case though. I'm excited!!
With that said, Sharylon gave me the check for 835.00 for the painting i did for her and Randy! I am so lucky to have crossed paths with this wealthy family!
Also! I bought the PERFECT dresser off of craigslist. 5 drawers, off white, old, and 50 bucks! This is the first piece of furniture that I own that I can't carry in my car! I'm not sure how i feel about that. I liked the mobility of everything before. Oh well! Now I'm a bit more grounded, I guess!
I guess that's all? I'm boring! I like my boring life though. I need to think of an idea for a painting. an actual idea! And i'm always looking for penpals to send thoughts and doodles to.
With that said, Sharylon gave me the check for 835.00 for the painting i did for her and Randy! I am so lucky to have crossed paths with this wealthy family!
Also! I bought the PERFECT dresser off of craigslist. 5 drawers, off white, old, and 50 bucks! This is the first piece of furniture that I own that I can't carry in my car! I'm not sure how i feel about that. I liked the mobility of everything before. Oh well! Now I'm a bit more grounded, I guess!
I guess that's all? I'm boring! I like my boring life though. I need to think of an idea for a painting. an actual idea! And i'm always looking for penpals to send thoughts and doodles to.
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669: Letter Home
Nov. 13th, 2009 | 06:26 pm
posted by:
exceptindreams
"Letter Home"
Ellen Steinbaum
I love you forever
my father's letter tells her
for forty-nine pages,
from the troopship crossing the Atlantic
before they'd ever heard of Anzio.
He misses her, the letter says,
counting out days of boredom, seasickness,
and changing weather,
poker games played for matches
when cash and cigarettes ran out,
a Red Cross package--soap,
cards, a mystery book he traded away
for The Rubaiyyat a bunkmate didn't want.
He stood night watch and thought
of her. Don't forget the payment
for insurance, he says.
My mother waits at home with me,
waits for the letter he writes day by day
moving farther across the ravenous ocean.
She will get it in three months and
her fingers will smooth the Army stationery
to suede.
He will come home, stand
beside her in the photograph, leaning
on crutches, holding
me against the rough wool
of his jacket. He will sit
alone and listen to Aïda
and they will pick up their
interrupted lives. Years later,
she will show her grandchildren
a yellow envelope with
forty-nine wilted pages telling her
of shimmering sequins on the water,
the moonlight catching sudden phosphorescence,
the churned wake that stretched a silver trail.
Ellen Steinbaum
I love you forever
my father's letter tells her
for forty-nine pages,
from the troopship crossing the Atlantic
before they'd ever heard of Anzio.
He misses her, the letter says,
counting out days of boredom, seasickness,
and changing weather,
poker games played for matches
when cash and cigarettes ran out,
a Red Cross package--soap,
cards, a mystery book he traded away
for The Rubaiyyat a bunkmate didn't want.
He stood night watch and thought
of her. Don't forget the payment
for insurance, he says.
My mother waits at home with me,
waits for the letter he writes day by day
moving farther across the ravenous ocean.
She will get it in three months and
her fingers will smooth the Army stationery
to suede.
He will come home, stand
beside her in the photograph, leaning
on crutches, holding
me against the rough wool
of his jacket. He will sit
alone and listen to Aïda
and they will pick up their
interrupted lives. Years later,
she will show her grandchildren
a yellow envelope with
forty-nine wilted pages telling her
of shimmering sequins on the water,
the moonlight catching sudden phosphorescence,
the churned wake that stretched a silver trail.
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A Softer World: 500
Nov. 13th, 2009 | 06:39 am
posted by:
softerworldfeed
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The Long Halloween
Nov. 13th, 2009 | 01:23 am
music: Saves the Day - Bye Bye Baby | Powered by Last.fm
posted by:
bestfriendenvy

FLESH.
Life since we last left off...
Actually, this happened before Boston Comic Con, but I forgot to mention it: Went to JoJo's birthday party! It was her "golden birthday" [turning 22 on the 22nd of October!], so I made her a gold birthday bow ♥ I ate lots of delicious food, but had to retire early since I was sick that entire week, bleh.
Celebrated Halloween on Earth-2 with Andrew! Went to a Halloween party, watched lots of movies, went to a tiny con, and played Lego Rock Band [before it was released OMG]. It was a really nice way to conclude my 1.5 months of Halloween madness n_n
I've officially finalized all of the travel plans for my business conference trip, which I've been referring to as BUSI-CON 2009. I'm even going to cosplay as Lois Lane*...
Otherwise, I've been semi-MIA socially, aside from hanging out with Alicia and Jake; been catching up on sleep and reading, and hoping to start on my non-costume-related projects. Somehow, I missed the notice where I was apparently still busy with lots of other things after the month of October. Luckily, they're mostly fun-busy things, but still - I need go find an available weekend to go to NYC/BK so I can go shopping. Anyway, I apologize in advance for any flaking out on my part.
Metric show coming up next week [free tickets, woo!], Thanksgiving the next week, and my 5-year high school reunion is on Black Friday... and then it's like, December already, right? Eep!
Oh, and I'm semi in charge of a *TOP SECRET MISSION*. I'm kind of freaking out [in a good way]. That's all I can publicly disclose for now, and all of the parties seem pretty interested, so I'm pretty optimistic. Okay, I'm going to shut up about this and not jinx all of us.
Conclusively, I've survived through Halloween. +100XP AWESOMESAUCE.
( WEREWOLF BAR MITZVAH )
*... NOT Superwoman. Though I'm sure I'd make an impression on the other business professionals, to say the very least.














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