Dear Elizabeth: I don't WANT my spring exam code. IT IS FEBRUARY. You are annoying. kthnxbai.
+ natural_center, have you dl'd any of the Firefly dvd extras? I was poking about my hard drive, and I still have most of them. I could upload them to Sendspace if you're interested - just lemme know.
+ My mom called me at 7:44 this morning. She wanted to know how I was doing and if I had enough money in the bank for food and gas. She called me yesterday at 7:00 to ask me the same thing. She wrote me a check for a hundred dollars at the beginning of the semester that is still taped to my tv. I don't know why she thinks that if I needed money I wouldn't ask her in a heartbeat. I mean, yes, I joke about being broke but I mean that with respect to spending money on stuff I don't really need. Calm down, Mama. Please.
On the other hand, I meant to wake up around 6:00 am and get back to working on my appeal, so I suppose it's good she called.
+ I haven't talked about BPAL in a while. I've kind of gotten away from it what with the being broke thing, and since it seems to me that unwanted stuff is much harder to unload now, I didn't want the temptation of buying bottles of stuff I'd be stuck with if I didn't like 'em. That said, I was bad and got bottles of Smut1, Red Lantern2 and Budding Moon3 last week, and I really like all three. I can't remember the last time that happened! Well, Red Lantern and Budding Moon I really like. Smut I like but it smells enough like The Cracked Bell4 to me that I'll probably swap it or sell it. I had to try Red Lantern because one of the girls recommended it to anyone with a thing for red velvet cake. There's definitely something to that :-P Budding Moon I like because it's a really "freshening" scent for me, along the lines of Shanghai5. I was a little worried when some of the reviews talked about how strong the lotus note is, because I'm not much of a floral person really. But it's light enough on me, and so refreshing, that I'm swapping for an extra bottle.
+ I saw 'Garth Brooks plans a comeback' and I was all excited. And then they were like "when his kids go to college." IN TEN YEARS. Boo! Rubbish! Filth! Slime! Muck! Boo taking off time to be with your children and get married! SING FOR ME, DAMN IT. Also, I haven't forgotten about that duets album you and Trisha owe me.
+ I've been feeling lately like I'd love to get into The X-Files all over again. I blame foxestacado and her mission to icon every single episode. But it's been long enough since I've seen many eps of the show that I think it would almost be like getting into a new fandom. Maybe this summer.
1. Three swarthy, smutty musks sweetened with sugar and woozy with dark booze notes.
2. A tribute to the opium den cum bawdyhouses of Shanghai in the 1930’s. Golden amber, blonde tobacco, Sudanese black coconut, rich caramel, black currant, white opium and delphinium laced with a sensual blend of Asian spice.
3. Budding Moon shines as Spring moves with its first breath, and this scent expresses that burst of life-affirming joy through an olfactory interpretation of Huang Quan’s flower-and-bird paintings. Plum blossom, peony, lotus root, Chinese musk and a hint of white ginger.
4. How bittersweet it is, on winter's night,
To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire,
As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light,
Rise, to the muffled chime of churchbell choir.
Lucky the bell -- still full and deep of throat,
Clear-voiced despite its years, strong, eloquent --
That rings, with faithful tongue, its pious note
Like an old soldier, wakeful, in his tent!
My soul lies cracked; and when, in its despair,
Pealing, it tries to fill the cold night air
With its lament, it often sounds, instead,
Like some poor wounded wretch -- long left for dead
Beneath a pile of corpses, lying massed
By bloody pool -- rattling, gasping his last.
A winter’s horror: smoke and stillness, faded incense and the metallic tang of blood.
5. The crisp, clean scent of green tea touched with lemon verbena and honeysuckle.
+ My mom called me at 7:44 this morning. She wanted to know how I was doing and if I had enough money in the bank for food and gas. She called me yesterday at 7:00 to ask me the same thing. She wrote me a check for a hundred dollars at the beginning of the semester that is still taped to my tv. I don't know why she thinks that if I needed money I wouldn't ask her in a heartbeat. I mean, yes, I joke about being broke but I mean that with respect to spending money on stuff I don't really need. Calm down, Mama. Please.
On the other hand, I meant to wake up around 6:00 am and get back to working on my appeal, so I suppose it's good she called.
+ I haven't talked about BPAL in a while. I've kind of gotten away from it what with the being broke thing, and since it seems to me that unwanted stuff is much harder to unload now, I didn't want the temptation of buying bottles of stuff I'd be stuck with if I didn't like 'em. That said, I was bad and got bottles of Smut1, Red Lantern2 and Budding Moon3 last week, and I really like all three. I can't remember the last time that happened! Well, Red Lantern and Budding Moon I really like. Smut I like but it smells enough like The Cracked Bell4 to me that I'll probably swap it or sell it. I had to try Red Lantern because one of the girls recommended it to anyone with a thing for red velvet cake. There's definitely something to that :-P Budding Moon I like because it's a really "freshening" scent for me, along the lines of Shanghai5. I was a little worried when some of the reviews talked about how strong the lotus note is, because I'm not much of a floral person really. But it's light enough on me, and so refreshing, that I'm swapping for an extra bottle.
+ I saw 'Garth Brooks plans a comeback' and I was all excited. And then they were like "when his kids go to college." IN TEN YEARS. Boo! Rubbish! Filth! Slime! Muck! Boo taking off time to be with your children and get married! SING FOR ME, DAMN IT. Also, I haven't forgotten about that duets album you and Trisha owe me.
+ I've been feeling lately like I'd love to get into The X-Files all over again. I blame foxestacado and her mission to icon every single episode. But it's been long enough since I've seen many eps of the show that I think it would almost be like getting into a new fandom. Maybe this summer.
1. Three swarthy, smutty musks sweetened with sugar and woozy with dark booze notes.
2. A tribute to the opium den cum bawdyhouses of Shanghai in the 1930’s. Golden amber, blonde tobacco, Sudanese black coconut, rich caramel, black currant, white opium and delphinium laced with a sensual blend of Asian spice.
3. Budding Moon shines as Spring moves with its first breath, and this scent expresses that burst of life-affirming joy through an olfactory interpretation of Huang Quan’s flower-and-bird paintings. Plum blossom, peony, lotus root, Chinese musk and a hint of white ginger.
4. How bittersweet it is, on winter's night,
To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire,
As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light,
Rise, to the muffled chime of churchbell choir.
Lucky the bell -- still full and deep of throat,
Clear-voiced despite its years, strong, eloquent --
That rings, with faithful tongue, its pious note
Like an old soldier, wakeful, in his tent!
My soul lies cracked; and when, in its despair,
Pealing, it tries to fill the cold night air
With its lament, it often sounds, instead,
Like some poor wounded wretch -- long left for dead
Beneath a pile of corpses, lying massed
By bloody pool -- rattling, gasping his last.
A winter’s horror: smoke and stillness, faded incense and the metallic tang of blood.
5. The crisp, clean scent of green tea touched with lemon verbena and honeysuckle.