aceofkittens: (cliff house)
...After an appalling journey, during which our luggage was lost not once, but twice.

Actually, not really. The drive was actually all right, best time in a long time. But Chip did not fare well. He threw up his valium and then when we got in, he was very aggro. :( And his blood sugar was not good. Sigh. He was growling and hissing at Kesha and us.

Two blissful weeks in SF stretch out before me! Hooray.

So. Drinks at the Orbit Room on Tuesday night. And maybe also Monday night. :)
aceofkittens: (sad shalott)
I'm so very melancholy tonight, so gloomy about the world and the way things work in it. I wish I could believe that things will get better for us all.

Nothing is specifically wrong with my own universe. I'm just being a little melodramatic and existential. This mood shall pass.

There's a window by the bedroom door that never will be opened
If you spend the whole day looking out and never look within
And your lover and your mother and your father have been hoping
You'll find the truths you're looking for while searching deep within
So sad about me
So sad about me
So sad about me
I'm sad about you...

— Cowboy Mouth
aceofkittens: (angry)

April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

— T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land
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"...I did know a guy who took eight hits of acid and then said he saw God at a Metallica show... Ain't life funny, ain't life weird? I didn't even know God liked Metallica...!"

— Wally Pleasant, "On the Road"

I feel fine, but also very weird. Very weird. Very, very weird. I... yeah. Weird, but funny. Funny but weird. I guess I feel discombobulated.

I think it's time for drinking. Oh, and you'll be seeing some changes in this journal shortly.

..."Well, I'm livin' in the present with no future and no past...
I might be goin' nowhere but at least I'm gettin' there fast!
Out on the road... Destination untold... Out on the road..!

— Wally Pleasant, "On the Road"
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I've been feeling remarkably disjointed of late. On a metaphysical level, I'm questioning certain long-held truths. On a physical level, I'm spending so much time working that I've been dreaming about it. Imagine dreaming that you are in an Excel table, separating the components. Yeah. Anyway.

In the spirit of this, I've decided to share my favorite two "out of context" remarks from this past week with you. I welcome you to share some "out of context" remarks of your own. We could all use a good giggle, right?

1) "Damn it, but my crack's just getting bigger and bigger!!"

2) "Fucking beaver gets me every time!"

aceofkittens: (Default)
A collection of "O" lyrics: Hidden from view )
If there's one thing I know how to do, it's finding and compiling quotations. Good times were had by all!
aceofkittens: (vegas)
While wandering the waterfront yesterday, I came up with this really pithy (or so I think) little phrase:

The optimist thinks of the glass as half full. The pessimist thinks of the glass as half full of hemlock.

Yeah, in the immortal words of Socrates: "I drank what??"

Still, I've got a feeling I'm going to have to recant here pretty soon and admit that beside the eternal why, there is a yes, and a yes, and a yes!
aceofkittens: (Default)

Frodo: I wish none of this had happened.

Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.

(Fellowship of the Ring)
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...the more you beat them, the sweeter they be.

[ profile] aerinys took this test over at
-- I think it's just a straightforward "Astrological sign" breakdown.

Generic Scorpio Reading )
Scorpio power!
aceofkittens: (bittersweet)
...I know we don't talk about it
we don't tell each other
all the little things that we need
we work our way around each other
as we tremble and we bleed...

--Big Head Todd & The Monsters

Some say a fleet of ships, some say a troop of cavalry...

No, I'm not getting it right.

It doesn't matter, though.

Love can be understood only “from the inside,” as a language can be understood only by someone who speaks it, as a world can be understood only by someone who lives in it.
--Robert C Solomon
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People celebrating birthdays today:
  • [ profile] vaznetti's mom *yay!*
  • Jack Nicholson
  • Vladimir Lenin (though I doubt he's doing much celebrating)

    I'm not doing much celebrating either. I'm trying to force myself into activity right now, and all I can think of is this poem by William Wordsworth, Desideria:

    Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind
    I turned to share the transport—O! with whom
    But Thee, deep buried in the silent tomb,
    That spot which no vicissitude can find?
    Love, faithful love, recall'd thee to my mind—
    But how could I forget thee? Through what power,
    Even for the least division of an hour,
    Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
    To my most grievous loss?—That thought's return
    Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore,
    Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn,
    Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more;
    That neither present time, nor years unborn
    Could to my sight that heavenly face restore.

    So there you have it.

    I'm considering taking this LJ to a filter-only security level for all entries. Then again, I'm already applying my mental self-censorship filter to most of the Public entries. And I wouldn't want to deny Wryan the chance to read them. (P.S. The ants are back!)

    Not much else to say.
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    And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
    Maybe this year will be better than the last
    I can't remember all the times I tried to tell my myself
    To hold on to these moments as they pass

    Pretty much sums up my M.O. right there.

    I always make the same New Year's resolution every year: to floss. Obviously, the fact that I have to make it every year means I am unsuccessful about holding to it.

    That sums up a lot of the rest of my M.O.

    But it's really going to be different this time!

    No, really. I believe that.

    Happy 2003, everybody! :) See you next year.
    aceofkittens: (Default)
    I haven't updated in a long time. Why? Well, Rhett Miller says it best:

    I've been down, I've been down too far to care -
    I keep getting in my car but I'm not going anywhere.
    And I've been had, well at least that's how it looks -
    And it's not funny like on TV and it's not smart like it is in books.

    It's nice to be home even though it's so frigging cold in this house that I'm already sick after being back less than a week. I know that central heating costs a lot, but I also don't think it's normal for it to be 49 degrees inside your house! No, I'm sorry, I don't think I should be wearing my coat and hat and gloves inside. It's just wrong.

    Today was really busy, yet time seemed to really be passing rather slowly all day. Part of it may be the drugs (kidding!). Part of it may be that I'm not feeling well, so everything's dragging. I'm just hoping that the massive amounts of soup and tea are going to cure me, because I don't want to spend my entire time up here sick.

    Sleep now.
    aceofkittens: (Default)
    "Does it not strike you as odd that she should play so wonderfully... and live so quietly? I suspect that, one day, music and life will mingle and then she will be wonderful in both."
    Reverend Mr. Beebe, in Room with a View

    I'm feeling sleepy and somewaht melancholy. Mainly, I'm feeling drained, though in a good way, after a really deep discussion. It's the kind of talk and connection that I really hunger for with people, and rarely seem to get. Or perhaps, more to the point, rarely let my walls down enough to get... though it's not something you can do with everyone.

    After all, you can't squeeze blood from a turnip. So you shouldn't even try. It wastes your time, and annoys the turnip.

    Quite so.

    Having reached this epiphany, I now return to my regularly scheduled blanket-huddling, and will update this again later.


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