No wonder "Want" by The Cure was my favorite song in high school. Never really thought about it before.
( Want )

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Oh and P.S.
I met Mr. Pants at Symbiosis. I didn't get a picture....but we stared at each other for a moment.
"Really? It's Miss Pants?"
"Ya?"
MONSTER HUG
"Pleased to meet you Mister Pants!"
"You too, Miss Pants!"

Surreal.

So Sunday night, I'm sleeping peacefully.  All of a sudden, I hear this *CRACK* against my window. First thought, pinecone. Second thought, that really hot police officer from Saturday night. Wouldn't THAT be nice.
Open the window, look down. A tiny bundle of feathers is laying in the moss two stories down.
Pink robe, fuzzy slippers, down the stairs.
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So...this last weekend I opened up and decided to give the festival circuit another try. I figured, since Symbiosis was so close to groveland, I could do it fairly painlessly. So I camped with Jill, and brought my mother along. She has been wanting to do this stuff for years. So I'm like, Hooray and stuff.

( Fuck. )

I'm taking my mom to Symbiosis. I am so proud.
I just HAD to go...it's being held in effing Groveland! Anyway, this will be her first festival of this sort, and my first in over a year.
Party TIIIME! ExceLLENT!
http://www.symbiosisgathering.com/news/

And boy is it embarrassing. I was with my mother at stanford shopping center, helping her look for perfume. (I currently smell like a whorehouse, btw.  I shouldn't have agreed to be her personal smell swatchy person.) We went through Prada, Lauren, blah bliggedy blah...and then...I smelled heaven.
"The sophisticated floral scent features top notes ( Read more... )

So I'm sure that people know I have a fetish for horror movies. Zombies, vampires, mummies, the whole nine. So I've generally wondered whether I am somewhat callous about loss of life. Obvious conclusion, no ( Read more... )

This dream somehow grabbed cues from most every epic battle I've ever thought about. It was 8th century-ish Scandinavia - men in wool cloaks and swords. I was a young girl, given to some clan-chief or some such thing.  At first, I hated him. He was huge and terrifying. They were all norsemen... I think I came from somewhere else. They were all ( Read more... )

I was sitting in the introductory session of my Quickbooks class. There were 3 sections - a stuffed laboratory of about 55-60 people.  I had arrived on time, which meant I arrived late. No matter ( Read more... )