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| Saturday, January 5th, 2008 | | 12:50 pm |
| | Monday, November 12th, 2007 | | 2:44 pm |
did you know that you can only skip=150/
after 150 posts it's all "dude, you couldn't be bothered to keep up with your friendslist, don't try to make up for it now. Declare flist bankruptcy and start again with a clean slate." If anything happened to you before October 29, please register below and accept my belated sympathy/congratulations/bail bond contribution. also HAPPY BIRTHDAY ME FOMG! Last night I had cake, and today I had a chair massage, and altogether life is sweet. | | Tuesday, September 18th, 2007 | | 4:21 pm |
So tell me...
...what's the biggest risk you've ever taken? Why? How'd it work out? p.s. HI EVERYONE. ♥ | | Monday, August 13th, 2007 | | 4:17 am |
Thank you all for the good wishes!
Babe was born via c-section at a bit past 11 PST, 7lbs 6oz. Baby is very really extremely cute. Mom and Dad are very really extremely bewitched by abovementioned cuteness. Bizzy and I are very really extremely tired. Sleep now. Current Mood: zzzzzzzzzzz | | Sunday, August 12th, 2007 | | 11:47 am |
And what am I doing right this second, you might ask?
Hanging out with Shannon while she is in labor. FOR REAL RIGHT NOW FOMG. Anyone who's on my friendslist who wants to remain on my friendslist, post good wishes below!! This show's on the road! ETA: 1) Shannon = ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) dracunculus. 2) Thanks everyone!! Y'all are great. ♥ She's checking this post. Also, engaging in flame wars on the internet in between contractions. Hey, she's still Shannon, even if she is extruding another human being through her vagina. ETA2: 10:42 am pst -- and now we're heading to the hospital! Current Mood:  excited | | Monday, August 6th, 2007 | | 12:00 am |
| | Wednesday, July 18th, 2007 | | 12:36 am |
| | Thursday, July 5th, 2007 | | 4:44 pm |
my recent life: a linkful post
1) We had a beach trip, and now it's over. I have freckles to show for it, though. 2) We had a verlaine, too. His visit was rather ineffective, but still lovely -- we tried to go to the Visionary Arts Museum and failed. Then we tried to go to the BMA and failed. We then went home and succeeded at eating an enormous amount in the company of spillingvelvet and empress_jae and spillingvelvet's gentleman friend. 3) Joined Facebook, for some reason that is unclear to me. If you've got a Facebook and would like to be stuck in my social web, let me know! 4) On Monday, abundantlyqueer and I celebrated our 10 year anniversary. I can't say I'm surprised we're still together, but I'm surprised at how proud I feel about the 10 year thing. I mean, it was no great feat -- it's hardly been a chore, and isn't it a little ill bred to celebrate one's good fortune? Like having a "10 years of being rich" themed party? But proud I am nonetheless. I like having a name for our time together. Partner of ten years is a status, it's not fiancee or spouse, but it's not nothing. It's not nothing. ETA: thank you all so much! I am so grateful for the love and support of our friends -- including, I would like to mention, aprilkat who took us out for a gorgeous meal in celebration... there were lobster mashed potatoes. Sometimes I still feel grouchy and hard done by about the whole lack of legal status thing, but how much self pity can I really have when my circle of the world is made of people who deeply support us as a couple. We are so so lucky. ♥ Current Mood:  cheerful | | Thursday, June 7th, 2007 | | 8:24 pm |
I'm absurdly relieved...
...to find out that the MP3 I downloaded of "Which Backstreet Boy is Gay" is not by Weird Al Yankovic, as it had been advertised.  I like a bit of gay innuendo as much as the next gal, and boy bands are funny. Talking about how boy bands are gay is even funnier. But my smile faded as I realized that it was a mean-spirited song, and not worthy of the Al I had always admired. See, I grew up listening to Dr. Demento on my clock radio (and not just because Dr. Demento was broadcast directly before the forbidden fruit of Dr. Ruth Weistheimer). So I was ridiculously upset to find that this nasty, unfunny song had come from the great man who produced the cinematic classic UHF. But it didn't. Thanks to the Not Al page, I can go back to liking Al. The internet giveth, the internet taketh away, but sometimes the internet giveth back again. | | Wednesday, June 6th, 2007 | | 8:36 pm |
The happiest of birthdays...
..to dracunculus, the best best friend a girl could have. We've hung onto each other across more than ten years and thousands of miles, and I look forward to the years increasing and the miles decreasing. Unless we start living backwards, and also leave the country. Many happy returns, dearest drac. | | Sunday, June 3rd, 2007 | | 10:19 am |
Oh, Hillary, whyfore has thou forsaken me?
I have been a staunch Hillaryist since I met her at Oxford, since I volunteered for her senatorial campaign in NY. She's a Wellesley woman, for heaven's sake. She's done some dumb things (IRAQ) but I think she'll do better the more power she has, because her mistakes have all come from compromising. Plus I just like her, because something about her reminds me of my mother -- she has small square hands, like my mom and I have. ( But... )In other news, I keep trying to get upset about strikethroughgate and failing. I guess when they come for the Domlijah girls there'll be no one left to speak for me. Oh, well. If I get nibbled to death by a TOS-okapi, most of you have my email address. | | Thursday, April 26th, 2007 | | 8:00 pm |
Change my daemon, baby.
I'm pretty psyched for the movie. I really liked the books -- creepy psychosexual overtones aside -- and the cast looks good. And the website is just beautiful. | | Monday, April 23rd, 2007 | | 8:03 pm |
For Judith "...and this word
bumping around in the landscape..."
—Judith Barrington But it's a soft word, Judith! If you said a word for its softness, you might say billowy, or valley floor, or lesbian.If you made up an unbumpy sound you might come out with ahloovay, or elyamoor, or lesbian.The ell, the zz, the buh, the nn — how could you make a kinder noise? Or say The Isle of Lesbos: soft hills above a purple sea, a wind sound, a shell murmur, even to one who inhabits one of the right-angled landscapes. Exile is also a soft word.
This is a poem that dracunculus sent me many years, oh, almost ten years ago. I'm pretty sure it's by Ursula K. Le Guin. About 80% of the time I read it it makes me cry. Sometimes when I read this poem I feel like I should protest against the romantic soft-focus view of lesbians. I should resist any essentialist view that says that lesbian relationships are anything except relationships between two people. We're hardcore, dammit! but by then I don't care because I'm crying, and isn't that just like a girl? And I'm not hardcore in any sense of the word, not any more if I ever was, and my truth is that so much of it is about being soft, soft in the world, soft with each other, soft with myself. Living gently and kindly and with compassion. It was so late in life that I learned it was even possible. The paper this poem was xeroxed onto is getting ratty, so I wanted to type it out somewhere. Current Mood: ahloovay | | Monday, April 9th, 2007 | | 9:25 pm |
I AM FAMOUS ON THE INTERWEBS.
my lolrus was posted on icanhascheezburger! granted, I did it with Paint, but the crude style is deliberate and gives it jailhouse veritas (rilly). I HAVE NEVER BEEN PROUDER. Day 76 without bucket. Current Mood: so goddam proud | | Tuesday, March 20th, 2007 | | 8:49 pm |
Where all the women are strong, all the men are good looking...
...and all of the children are parented by one (1) penis and one (1) vagina. This just in: Garrison Keillor is an asshole. I'd make some flip comment about how upset I am, except that I really am upset. I grew up listening to Prairie Home Companion. I'm never going to be able to listen to it again without remembering that in Lake Wobegone, there are no homos. More and more I'm accepting Dan Savage as our generation's voice of truth. What he has to say often isn't pretty, and sometimes he messes up, but he also says clearly the things everyone else pussyfoots around. My sole problem with him is that he refused to take my best friend to Vegas. But that is a story for another post. P.S. Garrison, that apology? Didn't help. Asshole. | | Tuesday, February 20th, 2007 | | 10:40 pm |
If you thought we were hermits before...
And if I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't go any farther than my own backyard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with. ( Translation: )We actually did get home a bit past ten, and right now I am on my freshly made bed with my little dogs around me and I am never, ever leaving this place again. And that was my day. How was yours? Current Mood: bone-weary | | Wednesday, February 14th, 2007 | | 10:08 am |
SNOW DAY!!
\o/ Actually, an ice day. This is lovely coz I've been sick for the past two days, like with a fever and everything, not my usual malingering. And today I'm well enough to go back, but it's horrible icy outside and I have a whole bunch of unwatched Veronica Marss plus chicken and I was so tempted to sick-out again. But it's a snow day and thus I am spared that moral struggle. At least there's one I won't have to negotiate with St. Peter about. Or, you know, the Jewish equivalent, which will undoubtedly be someone's mom making me feel guilty about every selfish, inconsiderate decision I've ever made. Anyway, happy snow day everyone. And let's all have a moment of sympathy for spillingvelvet, who is a hospital employee and so has to go to work no matter what because they're all saving people's lives and shit. How are y'all? Current Mood: free like a warm-feeted bird | | Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006 | | 2:38 pm |
annnnnnnnnnnnd...
...I'm alone in the office. It's at times like this that I think to myself: why am I still wearing pants?ETA -- translated upon request, for my British friends: It's at times like this that I think to myself: what is post-structuralism, anyway? | | 11:32 am |
all wrong
Over the past few years I've started to use several online tools, all wrong. I'm just starting to realize this now -- what a critter of habit I am, and how my brain has been just folding along the same creases. Example: gmail, archiving, tags. I had been tagging things as what they were and archiving 'em. Straightforward enough, eh? The wrong part comes with the categories I was using. For example: I'd take all my amazon orders and tag them "amazon". That was dum, because it's exactly as easy to type "from:amazon" as "label:amazon" when I want to find them again. I am just starting to grasp that I should only tag things when they have no natural features, singly or in combination, that would identify them as being part of a group. Next up: del.icio.us. My tagging there is hamburger, and the helpful "bundles" have only made it worse. It's taken serious brain stretching to get away from the mental image of a folder structure. The the power of a bad metaphor, eh? The idea of tagging didn't take that long to get, but tagging well is going to take practice, I can see. (obviously, I'm not talking about LJ tags here, since LJ has the distinction of having truly crappy search and tagging is often your only hope of ever finding something again...) | | Saturday, November 18th, 2006 | | 1:57 am |
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