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| Wednesday, December 30th, 2009 |
mojgani
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5:21p |
I can do magic. She doesn’t believe him. I can. Without touching her, he lifts. She looks at her feet, a few inches off the floor. She looks at him, smiles. He smiles back. And pulls a rabbit out of her hat. |
mojgani
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5:10p |
tomorrow's the eve of the new year.. shit. that mess crept up like a muh. Current Music: beyonce |
| Monday, December 28th, 2009 |
vanity_breaking
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12:42p |
C for Charlie!  |
integracer
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blanchecoday
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12:14a |
2010
In 2009 I made some major improvements in my smoking and drinking habits. I was ready, so I didn't have to try very hard. I went from drinking an average of 4-7-10 drinks a week to 2-3. I went from smoking socially, which I think averaged out to about 0-1 cigarettes a day, to ZERO! That was my goal for January last year, and it stuck all year. Great. Never smoking again. In 2010 it is going to be oral hygiene. I LOVE clean mouth. It is VERY nice. This was reiterated to me while dating someone who didn't do a good job brushing her teeth, never flossed and so had yellow grime built up along her gum line, and often had staaaaanky breath. Not. Hot. Not hot, not hot. SO unattractive. I never want that to be me. My oral hygiene habits have really fallen by the wayside over the last couple years. I attribute it to a prolonged case of mild depression, which makes it hard to be motivated to take care of self. My goal is to start brushing 2-3 times a day, rather than 1-2, floss regularly, and use my sonicare every night. God, I love oral hygiene. The thing I want most right now is a tongue scraper. Healthy gums, here I come!!!!! |
bushidobrown
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1:28a |
We decided to have a second housewarming party. Gave everyone paint and brushes when they came in, spent 4 or 5 hours drawing cryptic things on our walls. Masha drew a tiny chair on the toilet, Henry spent the night in his bedroom talking to his crush. Success. |
| Saturday, December 26th, 2009 |
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| Friday, December 25th, 2009 |
your_eyes_open
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3:02a |
Merry Christmas.... And more stuff to update on.
I'm on winter break right now, hanging out in L.A. Spring classes don't begin until January 19th, but I will be heading back early because my program has to spend 8 days in NYC as part of a 3-credit "Arts Immersion" course. In case I haven't made it clear before, I very much dislike New York City. But that may change this spring, because I will be spending a ton of time there. Found out this week I'll interning at SPIN in the spring, primarily for their website (turns out, the editor in charge of picking online interns went to WSU, too!). It's a part-time internship, meaning I'll be commuting every week from Syracuse to NYC. Thankfully, other people in my program have similar internship arrangements, so looks like we'll be able to share hotel rooms to make things cheaper. I'm also waiting to hear back from The Seattle Times, which I applied to for a paid summer internship. I want it so badly, and I want to move back to WA so badly. Fingers crossed.... Also, I have to mention South Carolina. Instead of doing a boring summer session capstone after graduation but before we are officially done at SU, my program will be going to Charleston for 4 weeks in May/June, where we will be covering the Spoleto arts festival for the city's daily newspaper. So jazzed about this! Real journalism instead of hypothetical classroom scenarios! OK. So, now more dish on Krissy, as promised. Well, I recently found out that after Krissy called off her slutty hook-ups with Jason on that Friday night, she went home, called Drew, and had him come over to her tiny studio apartment...where he proceeded to spend the night. Sooo that's the final nail in the coffin of what used to be a "friendship." She is SUCH a liar. She really tried to make it seem like Drew asking her out was a massive shock to her, like she had no idea it was coming, like she hadn't egged him on at all despite having no feelings for him, that she truly cared about whether it would hurt me if she went out with him. Yeah right. I just can't stand anything about her anymore. Seeing her face angers me to no end. Reading her Facebook updates drive me up a wall. Especially now that she and Drew are serious and being nauseating on each others' walls. They are gushing like mad, so I had to block them both from appearing in my news feed. I just don't want to read it. I don't know why I should be so upset about this. It's so stupid. But I'm mad at Krissy for being an awful friend and an all-around terrible person. I'm mad at Drew for falling for someone as moronic and plain as her. I'm mad that Krissy has made it her mission to change how Drew dresses, how he behaves, even how he SMILES (no joke). I'm mad that Drew is so completely whipped. It's not even that I still am into Drew. There's just something about this, underneath the surface, that is bugging me and I don't even know exactly what it is. Maybe it's that the girls who deserve it the least (Krissy) get the breaks. I don't know. Whatever. This doesn't have to make sense. It's my journal. So that's that. Current Mood:  sleepyCurrent Music: Spoon - Written in Reverse | Powered by Last.fm |
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2:11a |
‘Last Tasmanian Tiger, Thylacine, 1933’
‘Last Tasmanian Tiger, Thylacine, 1933’ Wiki: “This Thylacine died on 7 September 1936. It is believed to have died as the result of neglect—locked out of its sheltered sleeping quarters, it was exposed to a rare occurrence of extreme Tasmanian weather: extreme heat during the day and freezing temperatures at night. This Thylacine features in the last known motion picture footage of a living specimen: 62 seconds of black-and-white footage showing it pacing backwards and forwards in its enclosure in a clip taken in 1933 by naturalist David Fleay.” Also: “Although there had been a conservation movement pressing for the Thylacine’s protection since 1901, driven in part by the increasing difficulty in obtaining specimens for overseas collections, political difficulties prevented any form of protection coming into force until 1936. Official protection of the species by the Tasmanian government was introduced on 10 July 1936, 59 days before the last known specimen died in captivity.”  Walton Ford, ‘The Island’
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| Thursday, December 24th, 2009 |
dawsonfanatic
[ placeofthunder ]
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8:35p |
pacey & joey icons
.:. Icons .:. 9 Dollhouse 14 Felicity 14 Battlestar Galactica 39 Dawson's Creek (P&J) 9 Harry Potter 16 New Moon (J&B) 64 Breakfast At Tiffany's 11 10 Things I Hate About You    find them all HERE at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) like_in_latin |
| Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009 |
bushidobrown
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4:09p |
Haaaay photographers - any of y'all need a 16gb SDHC card? I've got like 5 of them, all still in their original packaging, and I'm selling them for $25 each atlanta-buyers, $30 each non-atlanta/georgia buyers. Here's the card's Amazon page: http://www.amazon.com/SanDisk-Ultra-Class-Memory-SDSDRH-016G-A11/dp/B0012W7HQKAnd here is a peeeecture:  Comments are screened, so send me your info there or through PM. |
mojgani
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3:57a |
st. charles
racing the streetcars.
racing the streetcars.
racing the streetcars.
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| Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009 |
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| Monday, December 21st, 2009 |
blanchecoday
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11:01p |
Here are my thoughts
I have been actively pursuing a relationship with a person for a long time. Whether that means deliberate action, deliberate inaction, and everything organic and whatever in between, it has been a pretty main focus of my life. I thought that it was a relationship worth having, and it was worth my while to put in the effort to try to make it work. All the while I had doubts about it--like, doubts about whether it was really the right thing or not--but I kept with it. I spent a lot of time in a state of confusion about what was supposed to be happening. She had asked me to remain in her life and pleaded with me for us to "be friends," despite my strong hunch that we weren't really capable of that. She talked about how it takes time and sensitivity to transition from love to friendship, and that out of all the girlfriends she had, I was the only one she thought friendship would be possible with. I remember the tone of her voice when she told me this. It was the tone of her voice that made me agree to give it a try. It has been two years since we had these conversations. Over the course of these two years, I have tried to have a friendship with her. The basic dynamic is this: I try to interact with her, and she doesn't respond. To me, a friendship is pretty basic. It's based on two things: recognition and reciprocation. From recognition and reciprocation comes mutuality, and out of mutuality comes honesty and openness and trust. This is friendship. This is what I want with Aubin. This is what I have ALWAYS wanted with Aubin. This is love, the real kind. "Love" relationships are different. Love relationships are often, if not always, based on power. Unfortunately, I guess. But, as I might have learned with my last relationship, mutuality is boring in a love relationship. It is the power dynamic that keeps it alive. Or breaks it. It only does either of those things. Love relationships are about control, because feelings are involved. When feelings are at stake, you try to control the "source" of those feelings so your feelings don't control you. When one person is Pisces with emotions in Scorpio, it's REALLY about control. We still have the dynamic of a love relationship. We never shifted out of it, which is something I just recently realized. I thought, naively, that since we broke up, we're not in the love relationship anymore! I thought that since she broke up with me, she was done with the love thing. I thought that since she wanted to be friends, she was over it. I'm pretty sure that that isn't actually the case. However, if the love relationship dynamic is the only one we can have, I don't want it, because I don't want a relationship with her based on power. There's no point in continuing a relationship if it's afflicted with the same problem that led to its demise. The most wacked thing about is that I KNEW this two years ago. But I went against my gut and with her, and dove in. This is not healthy and I don't think it will ever be. This is the heartbreaking thing about it, and why it is so hard (always) for me to let go--I just really, really want to MAKE it a healthy relationship. But I feel like I am finally accepting that I am never, ever going to be able to do that... because--> it takes two (healthy) people who WANT to do it. Simple. Not one healthy person who wants it and one unhealthy person who doesn't want it. I am writing because maybe I am looking for some kind of closure, although to be honest this is feels totally tedious. I am so over it. But I can't write her an email and say, "We aren't friends anymore" or "I don't want to do this anymore" because I feel like we've passed the point where that kind of thing is appropriate. I don't even care to anyway. Every once and a while I will start one and quit after a few sentences because it doesn't even feel worthwhile or meaningful to do that. In other words, this relationship is dead, and to write to her about it would be beating a dead horse. Like, duh this relationship is dead, it's been dead for years. It's just that I've been holding on here trying to inject life into it this whole time. You can inject life into something that is dead, but never enough to make it come alive again. I also love Boys Noize. Maybe a little too much. My relationship with him has ALSO been about two years, and way better and more fulfilling. My relationship with a dj from Germany that I have never met (although my hand has met his ass and his smile has met my face) has been very satisfying. Saying that was really the point of this entry. I love Boys Noize. Don't ask me about my obsessions. |
naked_doug
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5:57p |
Qwest field redemption
No friends, I'm obviously not talking about the awful awful Seahawks. The job lately has been actually kinda sorta fun. Sunday the boss showed his lack of sleep by going 110% on a Chris Farley impersonation and then yelling at nothing, and swearing at nothing and back to Chris Farley. Then he tried to drink a 5 hour energy, at which point I screamed (through my laughter-tears)(He is a pretty even tempered guy) "NO!" you cannot have that beverage. And today one of the other supervisors sang old country songs from the 90's and I also sang the Growing pains theme song. Today was good. Au revoire Dou (French version) |
| Saturday, December 19th, 2009 |
blanchecoday
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2:07p |
I almost forgot about the time I slept under an overturned row boat on the beach in Almeria, Spain, on the Meditteranean Sea. With Michael Pollard from Victoria, BC. Just...don't want to forget that. |
dawsonfanatic
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4:36p |
Fic: Snapshots of Summer; Wine and Waves - Pacey/Joey
Title: Snapshots of Summer; Wine and Waves Author: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) punkfunkdiscoCharacters/Pairings: Pacey/Joey Rating: T, overall Word Count: 1,500 Beta: thinkpink20 - who deserves some sort of large award; thank you, lovely! Disclaimer: I did not create, nor do I own, any of the characters. Not making anything from them. Summary: The last of four ficlets giving an insight into what Pacey and Joey may have got up to on their summer sailing trip. This last one sees Joey learning a lesson about wine. A/N: Inspired by Pacey's line in series 4 about how Joey can't handle her alcohol. It made me wonder how he found that out. HERE @ dear_lydia |
| Friday, December 18th, 2009 |
blanchecoday
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7:49p |
"Real love doesn't make you suffer. How could it? It doesn't suddenly turn into hate, nor does real joy turn into pain. As I said, even before you are enlightened -- before you have freed yourself from your mind -- you may get glimpses of true joy, true love, or of a deep inner peace, still but vibrantly alive. These are aspects of your true nature, which is usually obscured by the mind. Even within a 'normal' addictive relationship, there can be moments when the presence of something more genuine, something incorruptible, can be felt. But they will only be glimpses, soon to be covered up again through mind interference. It may then seem that you had something very precious and lost it, or your mind may convince you that it was all an illusion anyway. The truth is that it wasn't an illusion, and you cannot lose it. It is part of your natural state, which can be obscured but can never be destroyed. Even when the sky is heavily overcast, the sun hasn't disappeared. It's still there on the other side of the clouds." |
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