I'm in Chicago. It's amazing, but I am READY to be home. I love looking at the buildings, the people, the art. But I miss my friends and my non-hotel-room life, and I'm tired of walking around. I wish I had a friend here.

Well fine, then ( Read more... )

Tennyson is amazing. I've yet to find one of his poems I didn't love. The odd thing is, I've found them all as songs. My newest love is "Now Sleeps the Crimson Petal"- go read it. If it's glorious on paper, imagine what a song it makes... unfortunately, I can't find it online.

Still. Wow.

I just got the most amazing valentine EVER.

http://www.wga.hu/cgi-bin/postcard.cgi?code=511452&lang=0&action=read

I don't know if it will show up, but you should check it out if it does.

Sometimes I just need somewhere to talk- without EVERYONE I know reading it. Hence, of course, the resurrection of my faithful LJ ( Read more... )

Head thrown back, feet pounding
spinning giddily, arms outflung
in a dance more beautiful than
eternities of waltzes;
crazier than an asylum
Laughing as the stars join in
all creation whirling round and round
in the mad minuet
and I fall to the ground
gasping

The second art party I've been to at the Montgumerrys' house was this evening. I didn't think I'd be able to go, as Mom was working and Dad had been running around all day, but Scott said he could take me- so I went. There weren't as many people as last time, and it wasn't so much poetry and music as it was everyone telling stories. Still, there ( Read more... )

So I found Kayne, from Project Runway, on MySpace. Exciting :) I don't know why I like that show so much.

Just for you :) One of my all-time favorite poems, by E.E. Cummings- a man who constantly crossed the infamous fine line between genius and insanity ( Read more... )

I need a hug and there is no one here to give one.