dry and cold
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threeplusfireHaving a cold, and being ill in general, ranks as one of my least favorite things in the world. I would rather deal with serious wounds, or break my toe, than have my nasal passages unusable. It's a good goddamned thing I'm not like some people we know.
Soda in this Staropramen glass I smuggled out in my purse, and finishing up A Crown of Swords. I had forgotten how bloody complicated this story ended up, and I hope Robert Jordan plans on resolving something withthe next book in January. I will also spend an hour messing with Photoshop, and determining that I am tired of every font on my machine. Meanwhile, the light will press on the clouds until the sky is hard to look at, grey and white emptiness. At least it is dry.
"You can look at life as a poem, a story, and you can see yourself . . . In moments like that, you find not only lessons for your own life, but you find something beautiful in ordinary life, something that links you to the past and to the future." - Viggo Mortensen
The man writes some interesting poetry. I have never quite understood poems, though I love them and hate them with great passion. There are a good many things out there that I just do not feel. I like Andre Breton simply because of the complicated, fantastic words and because those poems were given to me by a man I respected. But it's a strange, secret guilt I carry around. To sometimes be so taken with an arrangement of words, and to hear them in my head, and then find another that just waits like a piece of metal, unmolded and unfinished, without a clear reason or system to follow my response.
I am chilly, and I think too much.
Soda in this Staropramen glass I smuggled out in my purse, and finishing up A Crown of Swords. I had forgotten how bloody complicated this story ended up, and I hope Robert Jordan plans on resolving something withthe next book in January. I will also spend an hour messing with Photoshop, and determining that I am tired of every font on my machine. Meanwhile, the light will press on the clouds until the sky is hard to look at, grey and white emptiness. At least it is dry.
"You can look at life as a poem, a story, and you can see yourself . . . In moments like that, you find not only lessons for your own life, but you find something beautiful in ordinary life, something that links you to the past and to the future." - Viggo Mortensen
The man writes some interesting poetry. I have never quite understood poems, though I love them and hate them with great passion. There are a good many things out there that I just do not feel. I like Andre Breton simply because of the complicated, fantastic words and because those poems were given to me by a man I respected. But it's a strange, secret guilt I carry around. To sometimes be so taken with an arrangement of words, and to hear them in my head, and then find another that just waits like a piece of metal, unmolded and unfinished, without a clear reason or system to follow my response.
I am chilly, and I think too much.
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Date: 2002-12-05 10:17 am (UTC)the sword is very cool
Date: 2002-12-05 10:27 am (UTC)Who else gets to come to your dinner party?
Re: the sword is very cool
Date: 2002-12-05 10:31 am (UTC)I would fucking drown in wit with actual content to it.
But that's just this week. ;)
Weekly dinner parties then, to keep everyone on their toes.
Date: 2002-12-05 10:40 am (UTC)I'll make dessert then.
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Date: 2002-12-05 10:28 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-12-05 10:33 am (UTC)My favorite remedy for colds is spicy food, preferably Thai or Indian, hot showers, and alcohol. To kill the germs you know.
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Date: 2002-12-05 06:17 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-12-05 10:48 pm (UTC)http://specialrealms.com/VM/poetry2.html is where I found some poems and things. Very interesting stuff.
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Date: 2002-12-06 09:03 am (UTC)