like skipping blithely through an emotional minefield blindfolded, hands tied, naked, at night. Minus the explosions, that almost sounds like a fun time.
Event management, coincidences, fate, strings of incidental chaos wrapping into spiral currents of strings and folding into the center of ourselves, willingly looking at the pain and living in the moment of confusion. Ready to jump, willing to fall, spinning to lose...
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Event management, coincidences, fate, strings of incidental chaos wrapping into spiral currents of strings and folding into the center of ourselves, willingly looking at the pain and living in the moment of confusion. Ready to jump, willing to fall, spinning to lose...
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So both nights were amazafuckinluscious and i am again rendered stale and wide eyed in the face of glorious beauty, but LIVE glorious SG beauty is something i can let myself stare at. well, actually i was woopin an hollerin up a storm, and doing my damndest not to get creepy or annoying. Sure not the best game plan, but eh.. it's over now anyway,...
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oubliette1:
yanno, i never thought about it, but hula hoops are kinda sexy...
arachnequarius:
ahhhhh, i get it now! and that sounds like a very good time. i've been mesmerized by the power of the hula hoop before - yay carnival themed work picnics. 
i bet you were appreciative and lively, not the least bit creepy.
sooooo, what exactly is a consummate "v" - because i have to tell you ... what i am thinking is really, ummm ...
btw, the carnage is lovely, but i am recovering myself. interesting point of fact - chicks dig evil.
and thanks for the sweetness. 
i bet you were appreciative and lively, not the least bit creepy.
sooooo, what exactly is a consummate "v" - because i have to tell you ... what i am thinking is really, ummm ...
btw, the carnage is lovely, but i am recovering myself. interesting point of fact - chicks dig evil.
and thanks for the sweetness. damn damn damn... so pocketsized and sexy a brotha could have trouble sleeping at night... oh wait, i did have trouble sleeping last night....
SO
DAMN
HOT
and that's why i'm a goin back for more tonight
SO
DAMN
HOT
and that's why i'm a goin back for more tonight
arachnequarius:
actually, i love shorts and that sounds really excellent - plus, they can be reads between reads. i read multiple books at one - layed open in different areas of the house - so i can put that one in my retreat corner to curl up with when i need a break. woo!
and more importantly YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!
you got foxy ladyness in your life, huh? i hope the second night was even better than the first, and that she is everything you need/want and more!!
and more importantly YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!
you got foxy ladyness in your life, huh? i hope the second night was even better than the first, and that she is everything you need/want and more!! Enough about bread.. Tonight is for Beer, Chocolate Sauce and Beautiful Women... letcha know how it goes, like it couldn't be great right?!?!?
cutriver:
Sounds like a pretty great evening indeed. Will we be privy to details?
Thanks for your compliments and exhortations to keep postin' - don't you worry, phone line or no phone line, there are always internet cafs in Paris...
Thanks for your compliments and exhortations to keep postin' - don't you worry, phone line or no phone line, there are always internet cafs in Paris...
woodstock:
I like bread. D'ya like bread? *whump* (Hits you with a french loaf and runs away)
*Hopefully you are familiar with Eddie Izzard. If not, that was really funny, so you should laugh anyway.
Hope you had a great evening!
*Hopefully you are familiar with Eddie Izzard. If not, that was really funny, so you should laugh anyway.
Hope you had a great evening!
look again..
it's toast rendered fully. In three dimensions, and time-lapsed to perfectly resemble me. but in toast form. a little soggy around the edges, me just got outa tha shower. and tired, deeply tired, for no real good reason. no dreams to keep me awake, just a gliding useless prone quality to my thinking as i find new and evermore uncomfortable ways to lay...
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it's toast rendered fully. In three dimensions, and time-lapsed to perfectly resemble me. but in toast form. a little soggy around the edges, me just got outa tha shower. and tired, deeply tired, for no real good reason. no dreams to keep me awake, just a gliding useless prone quality to my thinking as i find new and evermore uncomfortable ways to lay...
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look
toast
toast
arachnequarius:
mmmmmmm. toast. now where did i put those strawberry preserves?
He admits himself into the house, as silent as the ghost of a cat. Stalking from the front door, He skirts one side of the hallway, mere inches from sliding along the length of the wall. A large bundle is crushed to His side under the pressure of His bare forearm. The cold night still clings to his skin. At every door He pauses to...
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thora:
Oh, OK, I figured your comment out after the fact. By telling you your 1st comment wasn't asinine, but humorous, I was making you feel better - acting as a doctor. So you were naturally forced into a patient role, and through extrapolation came up with a lil' paradigm for our SG matrix: us (?) docs, you (?) patients. Duh on me. Yer a smart cookie.
thora:
I saw 12 Monkeys, but only once. I must have forgotten that line. 
The end result looked very much like a bag of cottage cheese had exploded all over my face, attaching itself to my facial hair in odd clumps. ridges of clumping along my formidable brow, my sloping criminal forehead. Well, at least i wasn't suffocating for long. And I didn't even clog the sink...
Now i'm pining away for a new life, far away, soon to...
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oubliette1:
leaving good ol' sonoma county are we? finally someone escapes...
arachnequarius:
yes, conversations are lovely, if disjointed - i am often not sure where i left off, but quite sure that i wish to keep going. i guess that is the natural dynamic of things ~ not unilke a live conversation, yes?
so, now that i have read the above more carefully, i wonder of this move. where north are you headed, sir? and if i may, for what purpose? your name is lovely btw - meaning?
as for leaving people, yes with the complications and the questions. i've moved so many times that i tend to leave and *boom* that is it ... out of site out of mind. however, that has modified in the last few years, and i try to keep up with more people. that said, i am sooo able to let people go.
however
whether i keep up with people or not, or vice versa, how they touched me remains, you know? it lingers in memory, in experience, in sense, in un/conscious ~ and for that i am grateful ~ even the hurting memories have value. i suspect you make quite an impact on people, and that they carry it with them. yesyes.
and moving as a way to ShakeYrselfUp ~ fabulousness. the pining for the new brings appreciation of the current into a crystalsharp sweetness, doesn't it? everything is sharper and more distinct which makes it oh so painfully pleasing ~ realizing that the present moment is a future memory and trying to soak in EverythingEverything in fulLEST sensory mode. mmmmmmm. delight.
ramblingrambling again.
so, now that i have read the above more carefully, i wonder of this move. where north are you headed, sir? and if i may, for what purpose? your name is lovely btw - meaning?
as for leaving people, yes with the complications and the questions. i've moved so many times that i tend to leave and *boom* that is it ... out of site out of mind. however, that has modified in the last few years, and i try to keep up with more people. that said, i am sooo able to let people go.
however
whether i keep up with people or not, or vice versa, how they touched me remains, you know? it lingers in memory, in experience, in sense, in un/conscious ~ and for that i am grateful ~ even the hurting memories have value. i suspect you make quite an impact on people, and that they carry it with them. yesyes.
and moving as a way to ShakeYrselfUp ~ fabulousness. the pining for the new brings appreciation of the current into a crystalsharp sweetness, doesn't it? everything is sharper and more distinct which makes it oh so painfully pleasing ~ realizing that the present moment is a future memory and trying to soak in EverythingEverything in fulLEST sensory mode. mmmmmmm. delight.
ramblingrambling again.
ok, so i half-wasted another day, i'm wicked mega hella broke, and I still have half of my bills to pay. I'm a terrible accountant. I'm apt to bark out unheralded unusual and unrequested advice to people who are more likely to be my better than not. I like long walks on the beach, I'm 30 min from the pacific ocean, and i've been there...
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arachnequarius:
you are a peach, and to you i return a .
sometimes it feels as though my eyes are going to burst forth in a torrent of words (and ganglia, naturally) because the rushruSHRUsh is sooo intense, thus i must keep as much paper around as possible. i also generally have a mini tape recorder, but i've gotten slack about keeping tapes around. in fact, i may have to venture out today and get some. the cool thing about tired is when you by pass cranky and hit the bliss of delirium. that i dig ~ when the partitions in the brains m
e
l
t
and the thoughts are just methodological madness. *twinkly eyes*
and you could totally stand down any army of language. methinks.
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sometimes it feels as though my eyes are going to burst forth in a torrent of words (and ganglia, naturally) because the rushruSHRUsh is sooo intense, thus i must keep as much paper around as possible. i also generally have a mini tape recorder, but i've gotten slack about keeping tapes around. in fact, i may have to venture out today and get some. the cool thing about tired is when you by pass cranky and hit the bliss of delirium. that i dig ~ when the partitions in the brains m
e
l
t
and the thoughts are just methodological madness. *twinkly eyes*
and you could totally stand down any army of language. methinks.
cutriver:
You can give me unheralded, unrequested and unusual advice anytime!
Thanks for the rant - it does me good. What with sugarmama telling me to feel good about feeling good and you telling me not to get down about feeling down, it's a regular coaching culture we got going here!
I have asked at least four women out this year, but I'm not sure any of them knew what I meant.
1. Best time: maybe last night (see journals for details). Plus all the tte--ttes with Atsuko have been pretty nice, not to mention the eye-gazing and secret whispering with BL... Sigh...
2. Well it was a little warmer today, but generally dull and rainy and cold and I'm sick to fucking death of it.
3. Blue and yellow. The colours of Europe, as someone pointed out to me once.
(blue and yellow, see?)
4. I can't remember.
Thanks for the rant - it does me good. What with sugarmama telling me to feel good about feeling good and you telling me not to get down about feeling down, it's a regular coaching culture we got going here!
I have asked at least four women out this year, but I'm not sure any of them knew what I meant.
1. Best time: maybe last night (see journals for details). Plus all the tte--ttes with Atsuko have been pretty nice, not to mention the eye-gazing and secret whispering with BL... Sigh...
2. Well it was a little warmer today, but generally dull and rainy and cold and I'm sick to fucking death of it.
3. Blue and yellow. The colours of Europe, as someone pointed out to me once.
(blue and yellow, see?)
4. I can't remember.
pudding and oatmeal and sloppy joes oh my...
wonderland was never so mushy, but then my little world was never to wonderland. No Alices or Cheshire smiles for me. which is good, I think.
damnit, I;m mixing the shit out of my literary metaphors again. neat-o...
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wonderland was never so mushy, but then my little world was never to wonderland. No Alices or Cheshire smiles for me. which is good, I think.
damnit, I;m mixing the shit out of my literary metaphors again. neat-o...
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arachnequarius:
yeah yeah ~ that old excuse?
ahhhh, yes, if i could've been the first to say that i'd seen a cat without a smile, but never a smile without a cat, i could fall down the rabbit hole a happy woman.
we called him tortoise, because he taught us.
ahhhh, yes, if i could've been the first to say that i'd seen a cat without a smile, but never a smile without a cat, i could fall down the rabbit hole a happy woman.
we called him tortoise, because he taught us.
thora:
Indeed! I thought someone was looking at me rather intently. You should've come up and introduced yo'self!
and that eye utterly freaks my tiny spider mind. meep.
mmmm, i like your take on the lineage. sometimes i wish for such. and