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| Bored |
[15 Mar 2009|09:05pm] |
Please suggest to me journals I should follow on livejournal.
The people on my friends list, while still completely interesting, currently do not update often enough.
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(6 Flakes of Snow | Winter is Coming)
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| Reminder: |
[15 Jan 2009|12:57am] |
February is Post-Everything-You-Eat-in-Your-Blog Month.
Th is wi ll be my fo ur th ye ar .
Last year was too much booze. There is always too much coffee, tea and candy. There are always a couple particular dishes I want to eat over and over all month, then kill them for the rest of the year from over indulging.
It takes me most of March to get out of the forced food listing habit.
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(Winter is Coming)
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| Dream |
[30 Dec 2008|01:10am] |
This morning I dreamed that I had a mattress - twin sized, neatly made with a dark blue blanket and one black pillow. I was looking at it laying in a landfill, surrounded by mounds of dark trash. A bag of garbage had been set on the bottom corner of the bed and left a stain on the blanket - it looked like wet coffee grounds.
I took the blanket to the laundromat; someone was with me, a girl, I am not sure who. I had to buy soap, so I put a quarter in the dispenser for a box, but as I put the coin in, I saw there were many types of coins behind it - American pennies and Icelandic kronur outstanding.
I took my hand away and all the money started pouring out all over the place, so I tried to catch it in my hands. Then I was looking at my phone and I received a text from Ben saying that we were having Thanksgiving dinner at Jonas's house - Jonas being a guy Yasmin was dating when she was still working at Modern Tea. I looked up briefly, and scanned around the laundromat, the unidentifiable girl was still close by.
When I looked down again, I was holding a plastic deli cup full of rice, but then it was mashed potatoes, but then it was rice again, and I tried to reply to Ben's text by writing in the rice, "Is i" was as far as I got before I realised that my method would not be an effective message relay. I was going to ask, "Is it the same Jonas that is dating Yasmin?"
Then NPR came on and it started muddling and I had to wake up.
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(Winter is Coming)
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| Anger |
[22 Nov 2008|10:46pm] |
On one of my first afternoons back in San Francisco, I sat at dining table in a cafe with two of The Wives, three in a row on one side that normally seats only two.
Helen was venting boy frustrations and went on a rambling narrative to describe how she felt her anger was situated inside her body - A large, earthen ware bowl with a wide brim, full of viscous, black crude, almost full to the top and often times within a hairs breadth of sloshing over. It sit in her abdomen, right below her ribs.
She asked our server to describe his own anger - a dark purple cloud located around his liver, which swirled around it only sometimes, and other times not.
My own - a small green glass bottle shaped like a fish (the base the tail, the bottle neck coming out of the fish's mouth), filled with murky liquid that looks like dirty dishwater and lives right about where my stomach is.
What does your anger look like?
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(5 Flakes of Snow | Winter is Coming)
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| VOTE! |
[04 Nov 2008|12:04pm] |
This morning I went out and cast my vote for Barack Obama and Joe Biden. If you're a citizen of the USA and don't go out at vote for someone then we can no longer be friends.
It is our right and responsibility - one that our foremothers and forefathers died fighting to gain - it is a beautiful gift to be able to vote, one that many other countries still don't have. So go out and use that gift today!
And I agree with Jon:
"If you live in California and you vote(d) Yes on Prop 8, not only are we no longer pals or even acquaintances, I will physically harm you or something you like as a special bonus!"
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