Usually.

I cut my hair.

( +1 )

Moving in 3 days, omg omg omg.

Tired. Running out of steam. Been going hard since last week, running on few hours of sleep. I keep thinking about that Robert Frost poem that ends with "And miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep."

I really want to watch Tru Blood, but have neither the time nor the facilities. Maybe I can get Ellen into it. Maybe not.

Have some interesting links!
Don't buy Dan Brown's new book.
So I guess it's ok if Obama assasinates people, right?
Sometimes, Christians make things hard on others. Just sometiems though.


Holla atcha grrrl.

Ha, I lied. Kinda. I do have a long and angry Twilight soap box that I can hop up on in a MOMENTS noticed, but I won't. Instead, before I run out of the office, I leave you a few links.

One mom doesn't jump on the terrifyingly unhealthy Twilight bandwagon

Good music! It's hip hop, give it a try. It makes your butt move and your head bob.

A scary thing. Ahhhhh!

My new poem I wrote today. One day, I will grow a pair and read in front of people.

K, have a nice weekend!

No need to panic.




Enjoy.

Man, Admiral Adama is a badass. I don't really know how else to say it. But man, he is such.a.badass.

"Seventh Kiss

Am I trying to write durable journals,
words that will weather or remain intact?

More, I'm trying to scribe myself
in the pond of your soul,
moving my hand, writing my name
as a man in your water.

How can I separate the narrow sweeps
of your body from your strangeness, highway light?

True, your body is only the first reflection.
Everything holds your aspect, love.

                    Movement in good hope,

cover me all like the infused honey sun."

"Cooter Brown" Devin the Dude


"Modern Man's Hustle" Atmosphere


"Hitchcock" The Phoenix Foundation


"We Have a Map of the Piano" Mum

 A still from the flick, directed by Terry Gilliam and the last movie Heath Ledger worked on.



Yeah, that's Heath Ledger. And yeah, he travels to other world through the mirror.

In class last night we did a writing exercise where we were given the first line of a story and told to expan upon it. I liked mine so much I decided to post it!

( Critique is alway appreciated. )

1. Stop talking about politics for a moment or two.
2. Post a reasonably-sized picture in your LJ, NOT under a cut tag, of something pleasant, such as an adorable kitten, or a fluffy white cloud, or a bottle of booze. Something that has NOTHING TO DO WITH POLITICS.
3. Include these instructions, and share the love.




By Trifoto

( A Open Letter to History, Saul Williams and others. )

We Have A Map of the Piano

When LJ eats a beautiful post for no reason, I want to smash things.

( Variations on the Word Sleep by Margaret Atwood )

I was going to tell a story about ghost cats and half coyote dogs (coydogs?) and Feist and the ghetto but fuck it, LJ hath said it ain't worth it. 'Sides, its late and I'm tired and piney and cold.