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Another day among the dead
This is another sad, sad day. A young man once again his armed himself to the teeth and executed 32 people in classrooms, dormitories and other areas of Virginia Tech, about an hour and some change from where I live. It was like 9-11 all over again for me. Again, I was working and oblivious to everything else when one of the managers in the ( Read more... ) -
Shades of the past
So I've managed to do a good deal of catching up with my past as of late. MySpace was actually good for SOMETHING other than being a breeding ground for the emo, the whack and the oddly entertaining ( Read more... ) -
AGAIN, this is Lori's fault. Blasted woman!
All right, my peeps! It's time to get down to some serious reading. GOODREADS.COM. I swear, you won't be able to stop yourself (those of you who enjoy reading...not those OTHER people *pft*).
I've gone a little insane already >_>
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This is all Lori's fault...
Whatever idiotic urge I had to take this test, I will blame on wyldlifecogal
The Everything Test
There are many different types of tests on the internet today. Personality tests, purity tests, stereotype tests, political tests. But now, there is one test to rule them all.
Traditionally, online tests would ask certain questions about your musical tastes or ( Read more... ) -
Just when you think some things couldn't get any weirder
So apparently the good Dr. Ruth Westheimer was trained as an Israeli military sniper. Who knew?? O_o
http://www.snopes.com/medical/doctor/drruth.asp
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Sappho's Leap....
I love this book already. I'll leave an excerpt, if you'll permit me that indulgence:
So many stories about me (Sappho). My legend confused with the legends of Aphrodite. Did I leap to my death for the love of some handsome young ferryman? Did I love women or men? Does love even have a sex? I doubt it. If you are lucky enough to love, who ( Read more... ) -
In search of a cure...
Books are a salve for the soul....ever my most cherished refuge from things I'd rather not face. We went to Barnes and Noble for a bit of retail therapy and, several books later, I feel hermit-like. One would think that lazing about amongst the book aisles for almost six hours would be enough for me. I don't think it ever can be. My latest ( Read more... ) -
What is the heart but a sack of sympathy for a bag of bones...
"...I ask myself now: Was there ever a great true love? Anyone who became the object of my obsession not simply my affections? I honestly don't think so. In part, this was my fault. It was my nature, I suppose. I could not let myself become that unmindful. Isn't that what love is--losing your mind?...Did I know any woman who escaped having ( Read more... ) -
If love is so simple, then why must it be so difficult?
My lungs filled with liquid fire, an angry burning in my chest, in my mind. Your words, with their inordinate power to hurt more than heal at times...they confuse me and make me react in ways I'd rather not. You make it so easy to command the armour to do my bidding. So easy. I don't even know if I can trust your smile anymore because I keep ( Read more... ) -
The Boston Lang Tea Party
Ok, so apparently writing and such should not happen when we're both sick. All sorts of strange ideas come to fruition and thus we give you Voyage to the Bottom of the Tea - The Boston Lang Tea Party Edition:
Our story begins with one Fregattenkapitän Natsuki Kruger of the Brandenburg-class frigate DuranDuran who was craving her morning tea only ( Read more... )