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Forked Tongue
Correct the grammar
of a full mouth of
air, pausing in recollection of
where your tongue should be.
Blink once.
Blink twice.
Release the air
that brushes with
the slightly obstructed
vocal chords. Begin
communication and
reconciliation. Sparks
relay messages through
fleshy circuits
at twice the speed of
normal, for they understand.
You need this more than
they do.
I'm getting tired of being busy all the time. I think I'm going to take a week during the holiday break and just chill. Not make any plans (other then work) and just take things as they come. I need it. I need some time without having to do something or feeling guilty because I should be doing something. This of course will never happen but if IÂm distracted by something shiny for long enough....
This week and next week will be basically a lot of homework. Once I finish this dumb presentation and the dumb research essay things will be much better. In the midst of that I have to study for a history final, which is on Wednesday. If you see me before then, yell at me and tell me to go do my homework. After that I'm allowed a little more leniency. I don't have anything other then my English final.
After that I'm free!!! *sigh* At that thought, I feel better already. Soon this semester will be a thing of the past that I will never have to live through again.
But, until then...
WOOT to the Timmy. All Hail Timmy!
So, despite how I thought things might have gone, they were fucking awesome. The paint job wasn't badly done at all, though I had to convince Dave not to over do it. (and because I know you're frightened patti, I painted myself too). The photographer was very professional and brought a bunch of his lighting equipment with him. The pictures looked increably good on the view screen of his camera and I can't wait to see them. The most amusing part, he wants to do another set of pictures, only with my clothes on. I was flattered :D Another new hobby. Oh and it fufilled one more thing on my list of things to do before I die.
I wished you could have joined me Chris, Patti, Tim and Angus. It twas a blast but that's ok. I hope you are all feeling better, getting stuff done and in general, lowering your stress levels. *Sends healing energy to all of you*.
IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN DOUGLAS'S A MIDSUMMER'S NIGHT DREAM, GO SEE IT. NOW!
It was so wonderfully done and absolutely hilarious. I think I'm in love with puck. He did such an awesome job and I can't imagine it being done better. This kind of stuff makes me want to get back into theater again. Go team chorus :D
And I might actually get some sleep soon. I have finished another project and only have a presentation and an essay left. Oh, and two finals. Patti, we're not allowed to do any other all nighters until the semester is over. Why? Because I said so.
I get to frolic with children today. Hailey and Dylan rock.
So, today I get to do a project consisting of one interpretive dance and one 1000 word essay. So amusing. The song I chose was Philip Glass's Death of Dracula. His music is so strange and cool. I like it. The poem I am doing this for is called "Ode to the West Wind" which involves much death with little sparks of hope for spring intertwined within it. I cut the music in such a way to reflect it. Later tonight I shall be ambushing Douglas for an empty class room and going for it. It's only two minutes long (yay, no cuts in recording!). Hopefully I won't be up much past two am. If you'd like to keep me company when I get home, anyone is welcome (on msn or otherwise).
Well, another essay of doom has been printed and ready to hand in. That leaves one research essay, one creative project, one presentation and two finals left before I can relax. :D
I'm one coat of paint away from getting my closet back so I can finally start putting my laundry away (which I'm washing all of and sorting out thoes things I no longer wear).
I am getting much gaming stuff finished later today so I can catch up on everything in my three (ack!) games.
I am getting having another body painting set done with semi professional photographers: http://www.erichsaide.com/ or http://www.onemodelplace.com/photographer_list.cfm?P_ID=31090 if anyone wants to keep me company I would welcome it.
I got all of my classes, one of which is with Derek :D
I'm going to be able to read the things I want to soon.
These things, and others are making me happy. This is a feeling I've somewhat neglected in the last while. I like it.
Over the last month and a half I have greatly come to cherish privacy. I have been painting my room since part way through October, possibly longer (red is an evil color and my schedule didn't like it). In this time I have been without blinds or window coverings of any sort. I havenÂt had much of my own space that isn't intruded by my other family members in a while as I feel as though I'm constantly being watched in my own room.
Soon the blinds will be back up as the painting is finished (and looks awesome in my personal opinion), and I will once again have my own room. I'm also making new blinds that will let me sleep too.
I feel sympathy for those who loose their privacy or don't have any. It's a very unnerving thing.
Well that's half sarcasm.
Today I get to write an essay that is only five pages long but is a bit of work because my TA likes deep social connotations. Ewww.
I had a Garou game and even that character is incredibly busy *CHRIS DO YOU DOWNTIME, FOR THE LOVE OF THE LORD AND LADY! well more my character but DO IT!* Soo good though, maybe she'll regain her respect again... maybe.
I have a creative project to do. In this I actually get to create an interpretive dance routine so some music I choose that is appropriate and then explain about the music and movement choice in a thousand word essay. SO GOOD. I also have to get ready for a history presentation and a 10-page research essay for English. Woo. Then to finals and I'm done. Oh, and the many pages of reading. BAH
My tongue is still burnt from Sunday. Daxx, I still don't think that was the fuel we used. I have a feeling it was Absolute. Actually, now that I'm thinking of it I'm sure it was. My lip has healed though.
I'm finally going skating again:D It's been three weeks since I last went. Sigh, such an escapist tool :D.
My first Yule party is coming up (Thank you Patti! :D). I don't really know what to get, I'll have to prowl my favorite pagan store Phoenix Books. Sigh, it's so awesome in there. Yay, excitement.
There's another thing I need to get around to... research, and much of it.
I have four books to read over the holidays. The first book of Dune (that's what I'm shooting for anyway), The Bible (there are way to many English references to not read this book when you're getting an English major), and two pagan books Tim is lending me. I'm glad I like to read.
Sigh. Much to do. I guess I should stop procrastinating now. Well Gulliver, it's just you and me kid.
... and it's my own damn fault.
I was doing really well but procrastination won. Though, I did hold out longer then I usually do. I just need to get back on track again. This weekend is going to involve a lot of reading. And some interpretive dance... lol and that actually is for a school project. Craziness.
The semester is almost done though. Only two more essays, one creative project, one presentation and two finals left. Yay the semester will be over soon :D
I've managed to almost finish painting my room. One more coat on the red wall (which looks so awesome) and finishing up my shelves, hanger bar and bookshelf and IÂll have my room back.. oh and I need to make some blinds but that can wait until the end of the semester. So good, I soo miss privacy.
I think it's time for sleep now. I'll let everyone indulge into my brainy bits and catch a little of my funked up psyche and what not. I've had a few things to think about.
Making a sept is so much fun. Gaming rules a good portion of my world. Wrapped in Grey will rock my Casbaa. Garou on Sunday. Wondering what's going to happen....
Wow. Sleep deprivation is bad. Goodnight. I hope this was at least semi coherent.
PS. 2L bottles of wine are good.
I returned from Sickle earlier today.
Whoa.
Exciting weekend doesn't even begin to explain, nor does it properly describe the events I went through during this festival but it shall do for now. I'm not going to go incredibly deep into it but there are some interesting details.
Sky clad rituals are awesome. So much power. Very much 'back to the basics' and I very much enjoyed it. Thank you Rick!
I learned much about casting circles and performing rituals, along with variations on them which were really helpful to me as I am a learn by doing type of person. I even got to be a carrier of fire which was really awesome for me. Thank you Owendigot.
I decided that during the main event, visiting the three God(desse)s on my path, that I wanted no barriers to hinder my experience. This included my shields. At first this was ok, Lugh and the second God, Cu Chuhulain, was not threatening to me enough to do any damage. In fact, I think I got the most out of it because of this. Then I came to the third Goddesses, my patron god. At first, thinks were ok. They were better then ok because I already made some major realizations about what they had to teach me. The last part scared me. And it wasn't having to put my hand into a bowl of blood (which wasn't really blood but was a very very good in comparison) to grab a stone, it was the messages written on the stone. There were supposed to be a wonderful one and a frightening one. Both scared me in several ways. Thank you the Morrigan.
I don't remember walking back to the fire. I don't remember the cold my hand felt, holding the stone outside my makeshift cloak. I remember a feeling I can't describe that resembled a mixture of awe, enlightenment and fear. I remember voices singing, causing tears to roll down my cheeks. I remember immense feeling of power and my slow rebuilding of my shields. Slowly, through out the night, things became more functional and less scary. Thank you Tim and others.
I have much thinking to do. Many things happened that I need to deal with or at least acknowledge before I can really move on and grow. I've taken in so much in a short time. I do apologize if I'm a little out of it or anti-social, I hope to get back to a normal level soon. Mark, we have work to do. Thank you Hermes.
So much to learn. So much to do. So very excited.
The old year is done, the New Year begun.
ouple of days have been homeworkavly productive, but I've been doing everything except the thing that's due today, which is a 2000 word essay on a Hopkins poem "I Wake to Feel the Dark of Night, Not Day". This makes me sad for two reasons. One, I have realized that I am totally incapable of coming up with my own essay topics when the field is open, which is unfortunately a fundamental skill that's needed if I am to be a part of the English department. Two, I've procrastinated to the point that I have pushed back an essay farther then I wanted to. (So much for my week off with nothing due). And it's not like I just didn't want to write it, I just couldn't. I stared at that poem for a very long time but couldn't draw anything argument worthy that I could fill the word quota with. I'm going to visit my TA today in hopes that I can remedy this. I might even get a start on it during my break of doom which would make me happy.
Sickle is one more sleep away. That makes me happy.
Oh, mouth update, healing well but still stuck on drugs. Going to try to get off them for the third time on Monday. I think my Doctor is getting sick of my face.
What an awesome night. The awesomeness started with me getting off of (a very dead) work an hour early. Then flying home to find a costume of some sort. After that I went to Tim and Angus's (and Jay's) where I watched the end of "The Nightmare Before Christmas". Such a masterpiece.
We eventually went to Sanctuary. Tim and I ran around a bit looking for anyone we knew. I met Stephanie and (re)met Boots. Tim wasn't much for dancing (and I don't blame him) so Boots and I boogied down. We had a blast. Tyler met up with us later and we missed having Patty and Chris around. :( There were some amazing costumes, the best being the samurai from Final Fantasy and Edward Scissor hands. I also met Anthony who needed a ride back to Delta.
So the night ended and I took two boys home with me, Tyler and Anthony. We had some hot chocolate, and later Gnocchi. We talked all night. It was so good. Then six am rolls around and I realize I should take some pills. Then it's eight O'clock and I have to be up in two hours anyway so we have some pancakes and keep chattering. I got a wonderful massage out of the deal and went strait to school on no sleep. Tyler joined me. We kept each other from falling asleep (he's a really boring Prof). Now I am home again. I have eaten food and am going to take a nap. Then paint then nap, then essay. Life is good. Life is fun. Life is upside down.