'An Appearance' - by Sylvia Plath

Thursday, April 29, 2010

It Starts



to be with the people I love.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Stumbled Upon #1

Never heard of this and will probably use it next year when memorizing giant chunks of text!!

Ever been to the sistine chapel?

OhMiGod I want my own apartment garden! and now I have a plan

A good treat for sugar-free diet. I'm trying this with peanut butter.

The secret life of everyday objects.

mmmmm2...

i like my body when it is with your

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric furr, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh....And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

--- e. e. cummings

from & (1925)

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Welcome to the Nation of Procrast!

So much to do this week...zero motivation to do it.

So much to do in this life...zero follow-through.

All I want is a clean slate.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Hibernation

This is all I want to do right now.

But instead of getting my wish, I have to please the powers that be by putting on a brave face and acting like I'm not sick as a dog. If I don't get an Oscar for this, I shall be vewy vewy angwy.

That being said, I am extremement excité pour.........


I love Jean-Pierre Jeunet, his films remind me of finger painting

Monday, April 12, 2010

mmmmm....

Variations On the Word Love

This is a word we use to plug
holes with. It's the right size for those warm
blanks in speech, for those red heart-
shaped vacancies on the page that look nothing
like real hearts. Add lace
and you can sell
it. We insert it also in the one empty
space on the printed form
that comes with no instructions. There are whole
magazines with not much in them
but the word love, you can
rub it all over your body and you
can cook with it too. How do we know
it isn't what goes on at the cool
debaucheries of slugs under damp
pieces of cardboard? As for the weed-
seedlings nosing their tough snouts up
among the lettuces, they shout it.
Love! Love! sing the soldiers, raising
their glittering knives in salute.

Then there's the two
of us. This word
is far too short for us, it has only
four letters, too sparse
to fill those deep bare
vacuums between the stars
that press on us with their deafness.
It's not love we don't wish
to fall into, but that fear.
this word is not enough but it will
have to do. It's a single
vowel in this metallic
silence, a mouth that says
O again and again in wonder
and pain, a breath, a finger
grip on a cliffside. You can
hold on or let go.

- Margaret Atwood

Sunday, April 11, 2010

The Summer Wind...


Oh man, I can feel it... it's almost here...it's so close I can smell it...

~*What To Do This Summer, Disorganized Heart:*~

1. Learn to drive.


2. Fix computer, organize all your flippin flies


3. Buy a DSLR


4. Learn to play piano


5. Get your hair cut snip snip


6. See bounteous amounts of theatre


7. Go swimming as often as you can


8. Pamper yourself


9. Organize your closet!


10. Write


11. Read Poetry


12. Learn


13. Run


14. Yoga


15. Fall in love


16. Drink tea


17. Make healthy eating choices


18. Tan (sensibly)


19. Go to bed early, wake up early so you can do #13


20. Hang out with your sister


21. Paint


22. Take long walks


23. Go to Paris


24. Read!!


25. Hang out at museums


26. Drink Water


27. Reach goals


none of the photos are mine, ever...until I get a camera, then we'll see