i have unpopular opinions. i'm going to talk about them. it's taken me over a month and many pages to compose this entry. i have attempted to present rationally and dispassionately what is to me a very emotional issue. then again, i'm an F so everything is emotional to me. i'm cutting this because it's long and because 85% of my flist is not ( Read more... )

sometimes i have panic attack symptoms in isolation when i'm doing nothing more than lying in bed, reading. sometimes all i can think of is flight when i know that there are situations in which i really should fight ( Read more... )

many moons ago (or perhaps just one) when i asked for subjects upon which to base this insane nablopomo plan i had, idella kindly suggested i wax eloquently upon why i like cuddy. (she might not have said the waxing part.) and i did another post wherein i said that that wasn't that post (wow, too many of the same pronouns). but this is that post! to ( Read more... )

dear baz,

did you have to implicate the entire country in your stupid movie? what, there weren't enough hollywood stereotypes about us already? and, while we're on the subject: nicole kidman? really? that's the best you could do? you couldn't get someone who could actually act? naomi watts wouldn't return your phone calls? honey, my bus ( Read more... )

i wrote this last night and posted it privately (note to self: clean up your private tag) intending to pretty it up tonight when i got home. but, of course, when i got home, lj was broken. (and isn't it pathetic how itchy i was, thinking about how i'd miss a day in nablopomo THROUGH NO FAULT OF MY OWN?) so i am posting this exactly as i wrote it ( Read more... )

possessiveness is not an attractive personality trait. unfortunately, it's one of mine. reductionism: my life as a series of relationships wherein i cry out, you must love me best; you must love me only!but humans really aren't built to love the way i need it. like a black hole, like a sink. the longing, the ideal, the endless clutching at ( Read more... )

Those whole girls / Hurl down words / Run in packs / With bloom to spare / They know health / Know it well / Skim the cream / And fill the brim / Drip with news / Spin intact / Blaze and stun / And feel no lack / Breathe with ease / Need no mercy / Move in light / Run in grace

Run in grace / Run in grace / Run in grace

.

if i were to have another opportunity at writing a thesis, i think i would like to do it on a comparison of little women and my brilliant career.

... to delight in Jo March, that bolt of desire, who put salt on the strawberries, read with rats in the attic, fought murderously with her sisters, and turned down the rich boy next door.
Catharine R. ( Read more... )

in which i make you provide today's content. because i am sneaky that way. stolen from vertebrae.
What has surprised you the most about me (if anything) since joining my flist? Was anything completely unexpected or have I always fit the picture of me you have in your head? Post this in your own journal and see how you have surprised people ( Read more... )

in the kitchen, just now--

mrO: how is your reading going?
me: okay. i have less than a hundred pages to go. *pause* fewer than a hundred pages.
mrO: *laughs*
me: what?
mrO: just you. correcting your own grammar.

*

from After Summer Fell Apart

You’re at the edge of azaleas
shaken loose by a word.

Yusef Komunyakaa