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[11 Sep 2009|02:09pm] |
Here's my new rabbit!
She's still a baby... she's really cute.
I haven't decided on a name yet.
I was thinking Fiona, Erick said Lola which I kind of liked. We'll see.
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| Pablo Neruda - Soneto XVII |
[24 Jul 2009|10:50am] |
No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio
o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:
te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.
Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva
dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,
y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo
el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.
Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,
te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:
así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,
sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,
tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,
tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.
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| Crush by Ada Limón |
[04 Jun 2009|12:03am] |
Maybe my limbs are made
mostly for decoration,
like the way I feel about
persimmons. You can’t
really eat them. Or you
wouldn’t want to. If you grab
the soft skin with your fist
it somehow feels funny,
like you’ve been here
before and uncomfortable,
too, like you’d rather
squish it between your teeth
impatiently, before spitting
the soft parts back up
to linger on the tongue like
burnt sugar or guilt.
For starters, it was all
an accident, you cut
the right branch
and a sort of light
woke up underneath,
and the inedible fruit
grew dark and needy.
Think crucial hanging.
Think crayon orange.
There is one low, leaning
heart-shaped globe left
and dearest, can you
tell, I am trying
to love you less.
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| ATTENTION VEGANS/VEGETRARIANS! |
[25 May 2009|02:26pm] |
I have yet to try this, but it looks AMAZING and has had great reviews so I wanted to share it with anyone who tries to avoid cheese...
Both these things were, according to the sites I got them off of, made using a new kind of vegan cheese called Daiya.
It supposedly melts and stretches like real cheese! Anyone who has used imitation cheese, especially vegan, knows that this is cause for celebration.
According to the reviews I've read, it also tastes amazingly like real cheese!
Apparently, one person got food from a place that was using Daiya and they wouldn't eat it because it looked so real and they didn't trust it was vegan.
When I first saw it I was like "Awesome, but how many freaky chemicals are in this shit?"
Well, I took a look at the ingredients and didn't see anything scary.
Daiya is made of plant based ingredients and is free of artificial ingredients, preservatives, hormones and antibiotics. It also is cholesterol and trans fat free, and has 33% less fat than regular cheese.
Oh, and no animal products! (duh)
Right now this cheese is only being sold to restaurants and food manufacturers but they are planning on making it available for everyone.
In the meantime, Pangea is selling preshredded 8 oz bags for $5.49. Not too bad, but then there's shipping and you have to buy a freezy pack ($5.95) or else it could go bad while shipping.
When I am done being broke I'm definitely going to get my hands on some of this!
Quarrygirl.com, first review I read of it.
Happycow.com Veggie Blog has another review and more information.
Official Daiya Foods website, still under construction.
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| aw |
[31 Mar 2009|04:36pm] |
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This little girl is too damn cute.
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| How to Kiss by Rick Lupert |
[31 Mar 2009|03:58pm] |
I
Locate someone other than yourself.
Make sure they have lips.
II
Find out if the person you've located is agreeable to kissing.
You can do this any way you want, except for asking.
III
Make sure you have your lips with you.
Nothing is more embarrassing than moving to kiss someone
and realizing you've left your lips at home or in the car.
Unless you happen to be in the car,
where you can slyly move to adjust the radio,
slapping on your lips during the confusion.
IV
Tell the person their eyes make you want to do gymnastics,
or at least be present where gymnastics are being done.
V
Touch the hand.
Any Hand.
Not your own hand.
VI
Lean your head forward at a slight angle (such as fifteen degrees)
so your foreheads will connect first
as if you're attempting a Vulcan mind meld.
If your minds actually begin to meld MILK IT.
VII
Slowly re-angle your head so your lips become parallel with his or hers.
Practice this ahead of time using a protractor.
VIII
Allow your lips to make contact with the other lips
BUT DON'T MOVE THEM.
Remain completely still for twenty-eight minutes
or until you hear an electronic beeping
indicating it is time to move to step nine.
This time may vary depending on political climate
and lip gloss.
IX
Repeat steps five through eight.
X
Clear your head
so the only thing you can focus on
is a PBS special on the clitoris.
XI
Begin moving your lips in a slow up and down fashion,
varying with left and right motions every fifteen seconds.
XII
Force your tongue through your subject's lips and teeth.
Fight past their tongue.
Charge forward until you reach the uvula.
Kissing is just an intimate game of Capture the Uvula.
XIII
Abandon all tenderness
with reckless nibbling
of anything fleshy you encounter.
XIV
Congratulations!
You are now kissing.
XV
Imagine life as a Frenchman.
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[08 Mar 2009|04:08am] |
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"Every person no matter how big or tough they are should always have a partner. You never wanna go out on the streets alone. It's a mistake. It's just you'll get lonely, you'll get upset, you'll get beat up. Because you never can tell if someone's gonna come up from the front of you and start to get your attention and this other dude is gonna walk up behind you and bust your fuckin' head. Partners are always better."
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| Ha. I'm retarded. |
[24 Feb 2009|02:44am] |
Spilotros made dinner tonight for everyone over at Erick's.
It was really good, and she made some without meat just for me! It was nice, and delicious.
After, I made Erick walk me to my car.
I tried to talk to him.
It wasn't awful, but it was gay. Everything is so gay. I try to make it cool again but I just end up gaying it up even more, I think.
So yeah. I give up.
I'm moving back to Coolville. He can join me there if he'd like, or just continue hanging out in the slums of Gaytardburg if that's what he's into.
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[22 Feb 2009|04:16am] |
Tonight was more fun than I expected.
Pero, extraño mi amigo todavía.
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[19 Feb 2009|06:14am] |
I did not wear the dress, I wore another dress I found in my closet.
It was pretty hot. I would take a picture but I just woke up from sleeping in my car in the parking lot of Outback Steakhouse so I look a mess.
Who knew martinis got you so drunk?
Goddamn.
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| Hello Ladies |
[18 Feb 2009|01:04pm] |
It's my friend's birthday tonight.
Everyone is going out for dinner at Outback Steakhouse (yay! steaks!) and then to this place called Blue Martini for drinks.
I know a bunch of the girls that are going are going to dress up a little, and I was going to wear pants but I don't really have any cute tops. I've lost too much weight! Nothing fits!
Anyways, I found this dress in my closet, I think I've worn it twice.
FUN FACT: The last time I wore it I was downtown and some random guy in a kilt kissed me.
I like it, but I need a second opinion.
I want to make sure it's not too... retro housewife or something. I want to look cute; like cute like you'd take me home to fuck me, not cute like you'd take me home to wash your dishes.
Forgive my face, no make up.
( More... )
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| Unemployment Day #2 |
[17 Feb 2009|01:13pm] |
-Woke up late.
-Tulley called me. Asked me something stupid, where one of our old friends were. Told me to get a job. Suggested he had a few jobs for me, none of which he'd pay me for.
-Returned call from Spilotros. Filled her in on post-AutoTrader gossip.
-Made eggs.
-Got on Facebook. Played YoVille. Chatted with Adam about Erin's birthday, workout strategies, his upcoming sex toy party.
-Listened to music.
-About to conduct an experiment on the combined effects of Adderall and Marijuana and how this will affect the length of the shower I am about to take.
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[17 Feb 2009|12:28am] |
Being unemployed is really boring.
When do I get to relax?
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[16 Feb 2009|08:16am] |
So the whole world knows I'm fucking Erick now.
By the whole world I mean all of us ex-AutoTraders.
I didn't say anything. SOMEONE opened their big drunk mouth Friday night at Antigua.
By someone I mean Erick.
It took all of like... what? ONE HOUR after Autotrader closed for that shit to come out?
It's not a huge deal, but I really liked that nobody knew.
And now everybody knows.
Goddamn.
stress stress stress stress stress
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| We Should Talk about This Problem by Hafiz |
[14 Feb 2009|11:28am] |
There is a Beautiful Creature
Living in a hole you have dug.
So at night
I set fruit and grains
And little pots of wine and milk
Beside your soft earthen mounds,
And I often sing.
But still, my dear,
You do not come out.
I have fallen in love with Someone
Who hides inside you.
We should talk about this problem---
Otherwise,
I will never leave you alone
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| Goodbye |
[14 Feb 2009|10:12am] |
I am officially laid off.
Went out last night for happy hour with everyone. It was good. A lot of people were wasted.
I had a bad dream last night, everyone was there.
I want I want I want
Forget it. I just need to keep my head straight.
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[13 Feb 2009|01:44am] |
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Psh scratch that. A for effort though, drunky.
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[13 Feb 2009|01:37am] |
Now I guess would be an OK time... but I'm just gonna save it for when I'm sober? Right?
Ooooooh no just kidding I'll do it now.
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[12 Feb 2009|07:51pm] |
You probably already know what I look like, but I am posting this anyways:
It's inevitable that as we read each other's journals we create mental pictures of each other. Post this on your own journal to find out who your friends see when they read about your life.
Two Rules:
1) It can be anyone in any medium. The person can be specific to a role or character or just the person.
2) Post a picture.
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