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I saw twilight last night and I was a little disappointed. I guess it was good for what it was but many of the actors couldn't really act. It was funny in places it probably shouldn't have been and came off like a parody of the book. I'll probably still go see it again... mostly because it was 1 am when I watched it and I was getting a headache.
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| bloody back ache. |
[21 Nov 2008|09:58am] |

( + ) trying to turn the chaos off in my head.
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| 49. |
[20 Nov 2008|09:43pm] |
 kitty & mr. blue on a saturday afternoon; chicago
49.
...i think that one of my problems is that i've always wanted to be a cat. i don't even need to be a pure bred or anything dramatic like that.
just a simple indoor cat in some warm city where people are dumb,
and nobody fucks with you as long as you keep to yourself.
i'd sleep much more than i desire to now and
i'd definitely be content to nibble my little foods...sip from my little water dish,
provided someone pleasant was my owner and master.
someone who would remember to change my litter box properly and know enough to leave me be whenever i wanted to be alone.
but until then, i'll continue to till and toil among the humans (the vicious humans).
and go shopping when i need to. go to family get togethers that i'm required to.
and pay bills that i must.
ahh...to be a cat just once.
i wouldn't even need the 9 lives. i'd just need my nuts,
and a little feline to come visit me now and then when temperatures outside are just right...
ha ha ha ha ha...
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| Seriously, almost 24 straight hours of torchwood |
[19 Nov 2008|06:02pm] |
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Veggitation Zombie life 24 hours of pure nothing Does the body good
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| The new obsession = Torchwood. |
[19 Nov 2008|12:26am] |
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"gorecki" - lamb
if i should die this very moment i wouldn't fear for i've never known completeness like being here wrapped in the warmth of you loving every breath of you still my heart this moment or it might burst
could we stay right here 'til the end of time, 'til the earth stops turning wanna love you 'til the seas run dry i've found the one i've waited for
all this time i've loved you and never known your face all this time i've missed you and searched this human race here is true peace here my heart knows calm safe in your soul bathed in your sighs wanna stay right here 'til the end of time, 'til the earth stops turning gonna love you 'til the seas run dry i've found the one i've waited for the one i've waited for
all i've known all i've done all i've felt was leading to this all i've known all i've done all i've felt was leading to this wanna stay right here 'til the end of time, 'til the earth stops turning gonna love you 'til the seas run dry i've found the one i've waited for the one i've waited for
wanna stay right here 'til the end of time, 'til the earth stops turning gonna love you 'til the seas run dry i've found the one i've waited for the one i've waited for
the one i've waited for...
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| a little note to self; |
[18 Nov 2008|10:08pm] |
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I resurprise myself daily with the amount of passion I'm capable of leaking at any given moment, because of you. Some day when I'm looking back, I'll give you the full credit for, if nothing else, being a perfect muse.
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| unravelled |
[18 Nov 2008|08:23am] |
 photo courtesy of marta; evelyn & analise
UNRAVELLED
we creep through this life in bursts and lulls.
seeking. discovering. losing. gaining.
briefly enlightened.
accepting.
fast changes excite us. challenge us. it's that rush of energy in something new. lovely.
but it's the slow changes that make us unravel. chip away at our exteriors, and buzz our brains mildly,
then quickly.
i like photographs.
because the excitement is captured. it is forever frozen. the moments i wish would never end.
but they do.
and oh, by the way, new ones take their place.
i believe it's good to keep that in mind when the chips are chipping away and the slow changes that forever burn are making matters worse.
i like those moments in the club. the music pounding as i sit back and enjoy the dancing bodies.
it reminds me of running. fast as i can at age 5 or 6. faster than i ever imagined. faster than time could possibly allow.
and faster than i ever dreamed when i only dreamed of the simple things that i always reached for.
and now, it's the slow changes that cause me to unravel.
but it's those bursts on a tuesday afternoon in november,
that keep me whole.
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| This is what happens when I think too much on too little sleep and not enough coffee |
[17 Nov 2008|09:55am] |
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Just another wasted night Thinking what's wrong is wrong What's right is right And that my head is spinning It's going to fall right off With my low defenses And my empty coffee cup
Nothing should keep us sane for long Or we would worry that change must come We long for it with every fiber of our soul Sometimes it hurts, as water floods the holes Emotions drown out reason and make happiness look stale It washes out our reasoning It washes up debris It washes through our memories And it makes a fool out of me The me, myself, without the will to turn it off Me, myself, by myself unable to turn the faucet off Water keeps flowing, My emotions go lower, And I find myself splashing in an endless sea With me in the middle And no one else to be seen
You catch me off guard with your unusual ways You catch me right off, the happy boredom train I see that whisp of you that you allow To leak out when your defenses are also down Both lost souls in search of meaning And without our clothes we can find bliss together Even if words are not enough
"Have I found you? Flightless bird..." Can I make your wings strong enough to beat again? Maybe this time with words and not our bodies Maybe if I make my body not what you wish If I throw of these curves, abandon my whole form of self Then I can help you down off that shelf Out from that deep pit of historic despair That everyone falls prey to once in a while, Myself included Which is why it is necissary I admit That I'm not the saintly fit Even through my desire to help, My need to help you see this through I want to know that you need me to I want to know that although I can, Should, be able to forget you without trouble That you'd want to see me, find time for my, Drink until your vision is double Just to see me again And it hurts when things don't work out again But it hurts when either way "the lovers are losing" By wanting everything at once By this need that devours Water keeps flowing, My emotions go lower, And I find myself splashing in an endless sea With me in the middle And no one else to be seen
You catch me off guard with your unusual ways You catch me right off, the happy boredom train I see that whisp of you that you allow To leak out when your defenses are also down Both lost souls in search of meaning And without our clothes we can find bliss together Even if words are not enough
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[17 Nov 2008|04:43pm] |
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1. life is fucked. 2. I have a girlfriend, she's wonderful. 3. I turned 23. 4. Started working part time at Mandarin. 5. Working for a modeling agency in Tokyo editing photos and translating and doing some crazy fun stuff. 6. life is so fucked up. 7. I can't wait to go back to NYC/NJ dec. 21st! only 1 month and a few days. 8. I was so fucked(L) going to school today. 9. I celebrated Yashi's birthday last night. 10. I woke up and there was a box at my door, I only wish I never received that box.
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| Writer's Block: Department of Stereotypes |
[16 Nov 2008|10:45pm] |
no because I, personally, never ask for directions unless its from a person I know. I would rather use my phone and look up directions on the internet.
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| fire! |
[16 Nov 2008|10:32pm] |
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They used to say that california will just break off and become its own island one day. I'm starting to think we are going to burn off. I had to call off work today because the fires are so close to my house. I'm thinking i should call off tomorrow too but those people wouldn't understand. I mean the fire is just on the other side of my city. I'm not sure what I should do... leave my family behind? or go to work because they are selfish and they will hold it against me?
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[15 Nov 2008|09:53pm] |


This week I got a 50mm f/1.8!!!!!
As you can see, it is made of magic.
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[15 Nov 2008|09:49pm] |
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[15 Nov 2008|07:11pm] |
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guitar hero world tour |
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| Jeff Mangum will always be my hero |
[14 Nov 2008|09:40am] |
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Neutral Milk Hotel - 07-RubbyBulbs-SnowSongpt1BEST |
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"And I say I want inside you Because there is nothing on the surface And it hurts the holes that guide you And all the holes that have no purpose For me"
All your words are wonderful All your music ethereal Comforting my crazy side As it sits and sing Worried about it's reactions And the naming of things Holding on to the sound of your voice Because all the voices it hears are not good The words try and lead me astray Try and make me help another stray Infant inside my eye Crying without the will to decide What is right and what it might And where my might went hiding When the words became to much The urge too tough to bare And I only want inside you Because I see nothing on my surface And it hurts my heart to hide from What I think might be my purpose As a woman, as a woman For men don't need my comfort As much as my body And if sexual urge is the only cheating factor in this grand scheme of things Why can't I just feed the beast and then he'll let me be?
I'd rather eat than have sex I'd rather talk than make love But my body was sent from heaven above To do what women do best To satisfy that monkey on your chest To take away your sadness, Take away your stress To smile down upon you To make you sigh, and weap The body of a woman is oh so tempting to a man And sex fills a part of their heads I don't recognize So why is sex then an emotionial thing? All tied up and carried round, a carniva of strings? If it's purely physical, partially mental, and helps all those involved Why is wanting to help someone feel so very wrong? Why do I feel so bad when "I need to taste your voice in the air" When I need to be wanted and needed by someone new everyday To keep some value of self-worth?
"Beautiful baby, all filled with angels" Stop your crying now We're all grown up now It's not that hard to just sit back And be accepting of what you lack One person is enough to start a war, You don't need an army knocking at your door You don't need to be a savior, You don't need to be a saint, And you don't need to be the dirty whore That every man secretly wants
"Beautiful baby, all filled with angels" Tear down those poster and flyers for your love Leave what's happened be And move on You caught that speeding train Getting on it almost meant your death! Don't jump off now, don't be a fool
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| Neutral Milk Hotel - Wishful Eyes |
[13 Nov 2008|10:07pm] |
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Wishful eyes Fill this room up with the spirit of your pride So that all the world can hear it go in vain Oh, once again I'm cracked and empty, leaking Trip into the drain, wait, I can explain Inside myself that I am seeking
Little smiles Every moment brings another wasted mile Between everything and everything I need Get up to leave, for the time has come for leaving And if it don't succeed, we'll just bury all beliefs That we could escape this empty evening
Someone take control of me I am spinning in infinity With my life its going endlessly from control Take off your clothes for the time has come for sleeping Because everybody knows the world continues though Whether or not you're still breathing
Little child I discovered you and hold you, still to fly Just to punch you in the face with nothing more Than what all my anger bore Its little head and started screaming But we've heard this all before So just open up the door And fill your mouth with freedom's feelings
But someone take control of me I am trudging with my infantry With my army and my enemies taking hold Take off your clothes for the time has come for sleeping Because everybody knows the world continues though Whether or not you're still breathing
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| Stupid girl |
[12 Nov 2008|10:30pm] |
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I finally spoke to one of the guys at work that I've been having a problem with... I hate that I cried in from of him. One of the hazards of being a girl is that most of us cry when we get really angry and frustrated. I hate that. I don't think he listened to anything I said to him. I've always thought that adults should have some sense of integrity in what they do... I guess I was wrong. What grow 40 year old man talks shit behind someone's back? He has attacked my character for the last time... I will no longer hold my tongue. Its time for me to grow up and stand up for myself more often
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