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( May. 4th, 2008 03:11 pm)
What a bad idea it was to take this quiz not long after waking up.

Biological age: 35
Virtual age: 51.6
Average Life Expectancy: 74
My Life Expectancy: 57.4

You can expect to live approximately another 8200 more days.

Part of me is weepy and frightened and part of me says that long?
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( May. 2nd, 2008 05:27 pm)
I have recently fallen in love with this blog.

In other news, I had completely forgotten that I always used an lj client when posting way back in the day. I haven't used, and as a result have completely forgotten, HTML since the mid 1990s.

I've been writing a bit more often as of late but nothing of any importance so I suppose it cancels itself out. I'm stuck feeling lonely and increasingly bitter, yet I continue to enforce my only-at-arm's-length policy. I almost never answer the phone anymore, even if (sometimes especially if) it's a family member. I am constantly playing tug of war with myself about pretty much everything. I try to speak about myself in clinical monotones to hide how pathetic I feel. I haven't left my house since March 3rd. On a more positive note, I've found a few forums recently that focus on intelligent discussion about any number of things, so I spend a lot of time there as a replacement for the classes I can no longer take but was bored with anyway.
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( Apr. 12th, 2008 05:25 pm)

You are The High Priestess

Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.

The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

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( Mar. 28th, 2008 10:54 pm)
first order of business:

legerdemain (lĕj'ər-də-mān')
1. Sleight of hand.
2. A show of skill or deceitful cleverness: financial legerdemain.

[Middle English legerdemayn, from Old French leger de main : leger, light (from Vulgar Latin *leviārius, from Latin levis) + de, of (from Latin dē; see de–) + main, hand; see mortmain.]

per (which just happens to be the default dictionary thingie that opera uses.)

second order of business:

i am positively abuzz with excitement. i have discovered anne sexton and i think i love her. oh my super fantastic muffin sister, you always give me the most wonderful presents. i don't think mere peaches (!) will ever do. my undying love, you has it.*

*you had it anyway but still! shiny!

PSx2: is anyone else doing earth hour tomorrow?
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( Feb. 14th, 2008 12:44 pm)

You Are an Orange

You have a zest for life, especially for anything colorful, wild, or dramatic.

You have a unique take on the world, and you're not afraid to be a little funky.

You are a bit reserved toward people who don't know you well.

You have a thick skin, which can protect you from anything that goes wrong in your life.

Once someone does get to know you, they totally get and appreciate you.

Your friends see you as a bright person with a refreshing take on life.

ok so this totally sucks and doesn't count for a real post but i just can't be arsed to do anything lately. basically, i'm just saying "o hai. i'm still breathing, kthxbai."
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( Nov. 27th, 2007 07:50 pm)
so norman mailer won the literary review's bad sex award for The Castle in the Forest. more specifically, for the following paragraph:

“Klara turned head to foot, and put her most unmentionable part down on his hard-breathing nose and mouth, and took his old battering ram into her lips. [Into her lips?] Uncle was now as soft as a coil of excrement. She sucked on him nonetheless with an avidity that could come only from the Evil One— that she knew. From there, the impulse had come. So now they both had their heads at the wrong end, and the Evil One was there. He had never been so close before. The Hound began to come to life. Right in her mouth. It surprised her. Alois had been so limp. But now he was a man again! His mouth lathered with her sap, he turned around and embraced her face [embraced her face?] with all the passion of his own lips and face, ready at last to grind into her with the Hound, drive it into her piety, yes, damn all piety, thought Alois—damned church-mouse wife, damned church!—he was back from the dead—some kind of miracle, he was all there, his pride equal to a sword. This was better than a storm at sea!"

i am simply stunned. that has to be one of the worst things i've ever read. seriously, just no.
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( Sep. 15th, 2007 04:20 pm)
so for the past few weeks i have been gathering resources. i was sure that since i didn't have to be mom for awhile i could actually focus on writing. i was nervous and anxious and the words wouldn't come...until a couple of nights ago i suddenly had an idea. this idea wasn't for simply a story but a full novel! and then something amazing happened, amazing for me anyway. i simply started to write the first couple of paragraphs and even got into some character sketches! do i expect to win the pulitzer for literature? no, in fact i may not even finish it. but i have been writing, for the first time in many many years. i have begun writing for me and i have to say that i am completely intoxicated from the joy of it.*

*thanks in no small amount to my very dear friend miss muffinstuffin' who has always been so supportive whether the words came or not. <3.
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( Jul. 29th, 2007 05:08 pm)
just a few nifty links for anyone who happens to stumble upon them:

apparently i'm an idealist and there are some pretty nifty things out there that i've never heard of.
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( Jul. 20th, 2007 04:50 pm)
i can still smell your scent on my skin. i close my eyes and see your bright blue eyes reflect the light. you make my pulse race simply by being near me. when you let your guard down and invite me in all i can think is "you're wonderful."
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( Jul. 5th, 2007 02:22 pm)
you intimidate me with your five-hundred dollar pumps and your conservative sweater sets. your soft, whisper of a voice and your slim, neat pencil skirts moving about your spacious office with-a-view with such easy grace and i feel small inside my too-large body and you find me in all of my secret hiding places with your eyes. i'm trembling and vulnerable and staring at the floor and you ask me how school is going. school is not going, thank you very much and no, i'm not sleeping as well as i would like but better than last year so i won't complain. visibly shaking and sweating, i agree to make another appointment in six months and then i walk as fast as my short, stubby legs will carry me to the ladies room down the hall and lock myself in a stall and try to remember how to breathe.

i didn't really forget about the december appointment, i just couldn't face you that day.

i'm sorry.
dear people of the internet,

just because a noun is plural does not mean it also requires an apostrophe.


yours ever,


ps - this guy is incredibly spiffy.
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( Jul. 3rd, 2007 11:13 pm)

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( Jul. 2nd, 2007 11:37 pm)
is it odd that the people i'm closest to are my two cats? or that i have no problem reading about humans dying in some tragic accident, getting mangled by wood chippers or hacked to bits with machetes but i can't stand to hear about an animal being vaguely unhappy, let alone getting a thorn in its paw or something? brenda, my handy dandy therapist, says that i identify with animals instead of humans. now i wonder...what exactly does that mean? it sounds like i think i'm an animal, which i do not, i just happen to like animals better than people.

ps - kerfuffle. <- this is me stealing all of the beautiful tree's toys.
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( Jul. 1st, 2007 01:07 pm)
so i begin again, always running, running from people, truths, secrets, identification. i crave closeness and fear it at the same time so there is constantly an internal tug of war. ok, that's enough emo for the first post, my apologies. i wish i knew how to do all that fancy design stuff so i could make this thing pretty.

ps - miss v always has the niftiest toys! i spent my entire afternoon yesterday playing with librarything! good stuff.