Apocalyptic story of the day: We lost a bit of audio today during The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, but nobody got shot and I made it to the end of the movie without loud snuffling unlike some people. Hahaha. Her Cateness was so beautiful, at all ages. I loved her hair.

( Did I ever tell you I was struck by lightning seven times? )

Ever since I finished reading the last book in Michelle West's The Sundered quartet, I have not been able to stop thinking about it. I read the first two books in the series... nine, ten years ago?... and didn't get around to tracking down the other two because they'd gone out of print, so thank God for reissues or I would probably never have found ( Read more... )

I'm backdating this post because I can't believe I went the whole of April without blogging about the apocalypse, which, btw, appears to be over. Technically, convocation's in June, the whole cap-and-gown business and all that jazz, so more musings on graduation TK (as I attempt once more to come up with another four-year plan for my life haha)... ( Read more... )

cuz out of all the people i've known
the places i've been
the songs that i've sung
the wonders i've seen
now that the dreams are all coming true
who is the one that leads me on through

it's you
who puts me in the magic position, darling now
you put me in the magic position
to live, to learn, to love in
the major keyPatrick Wolf, "The ( Read more... )

I'm nursing a bellini over chicken cannelloni and trying to assume an interested expression, but the snatches of conversation, half-caught through MuchMusic's obnoxious countdown of so-called hot guys, don't exactly have me leaning breathlessly across the table. Every now and then, I raise my eyebrows, shake my head, stir my drink with the straw: ( Read more... )

I promise I'm going to start doing shit as soon as I post this. Or maybe tomorrow. Yeah. Second draft. Assignment letter. English essay. What am I forgetting ( Read more... )

Apocalyptic story of Wednesday morning: It's not even the crack of dawn, thunder is shaking the sodden skies, and I'm running out to the bus stop. I see a dark animal-shaped shadow scurrying across the sidewalk in front of me. It stops, and I stop. "That's a bloody big squirrel," I think. But wait! A white stripe! Uh oh. We stand in the pouring ( Read more... )

So the world didn't end on Tuesday. Big whoop for Hollywood. They're claiming that The Omen made $12,633,666 on opening day. But who knows, somebody somewhere might have pressed a button and averted an apocalypse. Hahaha. I can't remember which movie it was, or maybe it was a Buffy ep, but a group of people saved the world, and it was like... "the ( Read more... )

I took a nap today and instead of rejuvenating me, now I'm feeling kind of woozy-sick. I spent the weekend at work, Saturday making a customer feedback box (this is harder than it sounds), and this morning I got to work the special after-hours attendant shift. The library opens at 1:30 on Sundays, but I had to be there at 10 to open the door for a ( Read more... )

Three sides of the bus shelter were covered with crystallized snowflakes this morning. It was pretty, like translucent wallpaper. You know life sucks when your bus shelter inspires a poetic surge in your soul.

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