I am the Queen. Therefore, even though I can't actually see the screen right now because there is lots and lots of sunlight on it, I shall attempt to update my Livejournal. After all, I haven't done for quite some time. This would be because I didn't have computer from Tuesday night to Thursday night. And also because when I got my Internets last ( Read more... )

 I like celery. There, now that's out of the way.

See, I keep getting these weird reactions. Ew is probably the politest. But it tastes good. Particularly with cream cheese and olives, or peanut butter. I'm in a peanut butter mood tonight. Yum, fat and carbs and oil. This is why I usually try not to get hungry - it never ends well.

In other news, I' ( Read more... )

 I've just been listening to a little clip of David Moult playing Messiaen (while presumably studying Japanese, but there it is...). It's some very weird music - I can't decide whether I like it or not, because every time I decide in favor there'll be a bit of music that runs its little musical hands cold and sharp and generally icky down my spine ( Read more... )

Presumably because I'm going to entire the workforce in a cannonball soon, as opposed to the delicate toe-dipping I have hitherto engaged in. And by soon I mean in a couple years, or as late as I can bloody well postpone it ( Read more... )

In my mind there's a little me, hair in braids and singing, who weaves flower crowns in a field and watches the sky and the trees. It's her whose eyes widen when she eats this grape - each time, it is a surprise, a new pleasure, somewhat odd and somewhat wonderful like eggs in a nest on the ground ( Read more... )

*yawns ( Read more... )

Music Meme from masterofmidgets
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1) Open up your library (iPod, Winamp, iTunes, etc.)
2) Put it on shuffle
3) Press play
4) For each question, type in the song that’s is playing
5) Hit next for each question

1. What do people assume when they first look at me?
Pretty Eyes by the Cranberries

Pretty eyes, pretty eyes
Not a cloud in my day
Not a ( Read more... )

So, when I think 'marriage', my immediate associative word is 'death'. And no, I'm not seriously disturbed or a misandrist or a hater of marriage on the whole - no, I just listen to a /lot/ of Celtic music. And in Celtic music, somebody almost always dies. If a girl's got a fiance, well, her dad's going to chase them down and kill them. Or her ( Read more... )