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You're unsure if I am a loose end or a strand
that waits for you to mend or understand
A few words
"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
~ D.H. Lawrence

"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"

"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
~ Seneca

"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
~ Daydream Nation

"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories-- if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
~ The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes

"The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road."
~ Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend."
~ William Blake
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Tuesday, February 7, 2012
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Down to rest
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Bit too tired to think of a title different than the one of the song I'm listening to, which is this:
Down to Rest by O'Death on Grooveshark

I had another dream about having a stalker last night. I think I've described a couple of the other ones on here already. Wonder if this is establishing itself as one of the residents in my recurrent dream theme collection... Or maybe the stalker dreams are a subsection of the chase dreams? It's hard to say.

Usually I think of the chase dreams as having an undefined pursuer, someone/something I don't know but have to evade. These stalker dreams are different because I always see who it is, and it's always a guy (not the same guy though, that would be really creepy).

The one in my latest dream... I don't remember what he looked like, but he was in my house somehow and he grabbed my wrist and wouldn't let go, and he was talking to me... what was he saying? I think it was something about how he was always seeing me around... and he was going to take me away somewhere... I remember being really scared by how controlling/possessive he seemed and the anger/intensity in the way he looked at me. Something distracted him, and I managed to run to my room and lock the door behind me and close the windows (my real room only has one, but my dream room had two). I was breathing so fast and hard that my chest hurt.

And then... I was running with my boyfriend away from either the stalker or a group of people. Whoever it was, they were trying to kill us. And I was terrified, but my boyfriend seemed calm enough. We ran into an elevator that had four buttons with the letters D, P, B, and R on them... I think we were on the P level, so I pressed B, but then hit R as an afterthought because I wanted to get as far away from where we were as possible. I'm not sure if we got away... I think I just woke up.

I can't remember any other dreams where I was running away from the people trying to kill me with a companion. There was that one where I had a husband (I think?) and we ran across the tops of skyscrapers and turned a minotaur into metal, but that didn't really have the trappings of a chase dream. It was more like a quest, and there was some happiness and confidence in it.

There was also the one where I was running with my ex, trying to avoid him getting executed or something, but that didn't involve me being in danger, just him.

I dunno. I've been having some actual nightmares lately. There was one recently that scared me so much I woke up, sat bolt upright, and ripped the earplugs out of my ears. When I looked at the clock it said 5:43 AM. X| I don't remember what was so frightening, but maybe that's for the best. (I have to wear earplugs to sleep now unless I'm extremely exhausted... otherwise every little noise keeps me awake)


Um... in other news, I went to my first writing group meeting on Friday. It went really well, although there were only four of us. I'm really glad that's happening... while I was biking there I was thinking that I felt really great and maybe I shouldn't participate in the study after all, because I'm fine on my own.

At night, my boyfriend came over and we went to the artwalk downtown, and none of the art was that spectacular, but we listened to a band play in Anno Domini (one of the galleries) and went to a cafe. We shared an almond torte (which was lovely), and he got coffee. I asked why he likes coffee (he was drinking it straight), and he said I could try some. I took a sip, and it was really awful, honestly, even though he said it was very good. Couldn't stand the bitterness. I also got my portrait done for five dollars, and the guy... made me look kind of like a dude in the picture. Like, he gave me a really... square jawline. :S (I might post a picture of it later)

After that, we went back to my house and watched movies. Had a laugh over Thumbelina and got bored by Indiana Jones while he fell asleep. I guess at least he didn't snore during the movie. Poor guy, he's always tired because he's got so much to do. :/ Plus his commute time is awful... like half an hour... We need to find him a new place to live.

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Thursday, February 2, 2012
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Tuesday, January 31, 2012
I've realized that I collect things with the often unconscious intention of passing them onto future children. Is that weird for someone my age?

My comics... CDs... books... Physical objects are so different than digital ones. Having a library of mismatched material curiosities will always, in my mind, be superior to having a hard drive full of files, regardless of subject matter.

There's some sort of feel, a superior element of discoverability, that digital possessions will just never have for me.

I want my kids to be able to explore the things I use to characterize myself without ever having to go through a computer...

When I was younger I loved exploring my parents' things. My dad's shelves of books, my mom's jewelry boxes (and other containers of knick knacks). Just want my kids to be curious and not stare at screens from an early age. I wonder if I can do that.

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In all seriousness [DP]
Saturday, January 28, 2012
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Maybe a placeholder for now
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
-Adopting an idea to postpone something; not having the beliefs usually associated with the idea
-Gaining other reasons to support the idea
-Informing everyone of the idea without the original reasons behind it
-Reaching a situation where the idea is on the brink of being abandoned; the original reason is now unimportant, but the newfound reasons are still in place...
-Feeling conflicted; disregard new reasons because of original reasoning and change in feelings/situation?
-Is going back on it now lying?
-The implications of abandoning the idea: future problems?
-Certain meanings that maybe should be avoided?
-The consequence of actions; can never be taken back once done

I don't want to be at this crossroads right now.

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Gettin' all steamy
Monday, January 23, 2012
Ho ho, what were you thinking the title meant? I bet it didn't involve what this entry is actually about. For all YOU know, this entry is actually going to be about the health benefits of steaming vegetables over other methods of cooking them!

It's not actually though. And it's not about the bathroom mirror after you take a shower, either.

In dance class today (did I mention I was taking a dance class? I don't remember if I did. But yeah, I'm taking a social dance class) we were practicing, and we pretty much just danced to this song the entire time:

Now, the thing about this song is, I associate the intro of Careless Whisper with like... steamy scenes in film. Or this:

So yeah. It made dancing a teensy bit weird.

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Feeling real
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Things have been feeling real again. It's weird for me. Even I feel real, sort of. I don't feel... weighed down, I guess, but I'm so used to it that without that weight, I feel like a balloon drifting up into the atmosphere.

It's hard to tell if this is normal. I think it might be, but I'm not sure. My "normal" seems fairly separate from that of others.

But maybe this is like after high school, when I thought I was feeling happy for the first time I could remember distinctly. I felt comfortable and light and free and... it was weird. I think this might be like that. It seems like it ought to be a good thing, but I'm not used to it, so I'm kind of apprehensive.

I don't know how long it will last, though. Maybe it will stop before I can get used to it.

Anyway, I have (cell phone) pictures to share...

This dude is in the class before mine, so I get to see his swagalicious pimp hat a few days a week.

Cute fabrics! They're flannel, though, so not as versatile as they could be. I wish I could have underwear with these patterns on it. As it is, we're gonna try making pajama pants.

Somebody was getting artsy with this desk in a lecture hall.

They recently revamped the Goodwill closest to my house, and it looks... weird. It seems kind of too upscale for a thrift store, I mean. There was still the usual assortment of odd knick knacks and things though.

In the shoe section, they had a bunch of brand new black heels that still had the tags and everything... it was like being at Ross or TJ Maxx or something.

This was more like the normal Goodwill fare I know and am amused by.

I don't know who would buy this in the first place, but I could understand why it would be in a Goodwill.

Okay, see here, this is what I mean when I say they're way too upscale. What the hell kind of Goodwill has three big flat screen TVs on display in it? And these were DEFINITELY not donated... plus they were playing pop music videos. Wtf.

I thought this was kind of funny, since it looked like it partially just copied (by a less-than-spectacular artist) from the Disney film.

Those evil stepsisters sure look familiar, huh?

At some point I went to a Safeway with my mom, and it had these "TV Karts" parents could use for free.

I think I would've freaked over something like this when I was younger.

(I mean, I enjoyed it immensely when I got the little kid-sized shopping cart one time at a store, so I figure this would've been just as exciting)

See, there's a TV built into the little passenger area, and another one up higher so the parent can watch what's going on, it looks like.

Can you believe that? I know I can't. Man, I feel like technology jumped forward at some point and I just totally did not notice.

Also, it appears that tuna cans now come supersized? At first I just saw the big cans, and I was like "wait... have they always been that size?" and was confused.

This is probably something that's been around for awhile and I'm just out of the loop because I barely ever go to Safeway anymore...

Saw this in the checkout aisle and it was pretty much a smack-my-head moment.


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