I really like flowers, but isn't it odd that we give people we like the severed sex organs of plants? Or rather, isn't it odd that we assign said severed sex organs of plants all these symbolic connotations of romance, innocence, cuteness, sweetness? Yeah, they're beautiful, but they're also pretty macabre as gifts and decorations. When you think ( Read more... )

There's a problem I have, and it's one of those problems that sounds made up. Promise it's not (but remember, too, that I am human and prone to fallacy, and also arguably stupid/crazy/emotionally unstable and hence even proner to fallacy). Basically, it's that I make clocks die. Well, okay, only digital wristwatches, probably. Maybe also digital ( Read more... )

   ...all this empty country, and I am its king, and I should never be allowed to touch anything...

Oh. Oh. Oh my god.

All right, now I speak as one who can count all the proper concerts she's ever been to on her fingers and still have fingers left, but I hope it'll still mean something when I say that that was the best. best. best show I've ever ( Read more... )

The wing situation is looking up! I hope to have it resolved by the end of the week. Um, it turns out that I was mistaken and that the wing actually did belong to a hawk. I might doubt the ability of a campus cop to correctly identify the kind of bird it came from, but I figure a  real live ornithologist is going to know what she's talking about ( Read more... )

OKAY. So. My uncle sends me this owl wing, right, because we are both slightly morbid fucks who like flying things and feathers and bones? Cool, right, and I'm keeping it next to my books and empty bottles until I can figure out an aesthetic way to mount it on the wall or ceiling that won't violate my housing contract? But then Public Safety ( Read more... )

   Deaths of some artistic types (because a lot of artistic types have notably weird or tragic deaths, and morbid fuck that I am, I've decided to keep a list) :

1. Isabelle Eberhardt, author and anarchist and adventuress, reunited with her unwillingly estranged husband after many travails, hardships, and adventures. They spent a very happy evening ( Read more... )