When he was very young, he waved his arms, gnashed the teeth of his massive jaws, and tromped around the house so that the dishes trembled in the china cabinet. "Oh, for goodness sake," his mother said. "You are not a dinosaur! You are a human being!" Since he was not a dinosaur, he thought for a time that he might be a pirate. "Seriously," his ( Read more... )

Whoever you are, go out into the evening ( Read more... )

After a seven days' march through woodland, the traveler directed toward Baucis cannot see the city and yet he has arrived. The slender stilts that rise from the ground at a great distance from one another and are lost above the clouds support the city. You climb them with ladders. On the ground the inhabitants rarely show themselves: having ( Read more... )

I love how every time I go to the doctor they're like OH WOW YOU'RE SO PALE. YOU MUST BE REALLY REALLY SICK, and I have to tell them no, no, this is just what I look like, I'm just pale. They tested me for anemia anyway because, you know, no human could possibly be so sickly-looking & pasty white w/o being terribly terribly ill.

...haha. ha?

Well rock the cradle of love
Rock the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love don't rock easily its true

Well rock the cradle of love
I rocked the cradle of love
Yes the cradle of love don't rock easily its true
Well now

This song has been inexplicably stuck in my head for the past hour. You're welcome.

Bobby is watching a movie in the living room, and he just shouted to (at?) me, "Hey, it's the guy with the beard!" While I don't have a clue what he's talking about, I love that he feels the need to point out to me "the guy with the beard ( Read more... )

It's amazing how little of technical of writing is actually writing. So far this quarter I've not written a single thing for our technology project. Instead, I'm using dreamweaver, learning how to design a graphic in photoshop, and trying not to go insane during the process. Ladedadedadedadeda. Seriously. I'm going to have a nervous breakdown ( Read more... )

So I had to get a subscription to THE ECONOMIST and I've been trying to be a Very Smart Girl and read the entire thing so I'm like, "My oh my. Let us see what China is up to today," but the problem is that the darn thing comes in the mail every week, and I'm like "holy crap, does anyone really read this cover to cover?" and it's nothing like the ( Read more... )

"...your obligation ( Read more... )

I suppose it's only natural that days after I post my entry about (or at least, partially about) adapting, that our toilet handle breaks off. I went "crap!" and then thought "no, it's okay. I said it's okay on livejournal, right? Right, self? RIGHT?" I'm sure in no time the lights will go out, the floor will crack, and we will descend into the ( Read more... )