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I watched a man die today
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Live from New York
Hello LiveJournal. I am glad i still remember your password ( Read more... ) -
Herb
I come to write about my current favourite weed. No, i don't mean indica vs. sativa, jerks. :)
My first close acquaintance with Daucus carota--Queen Anne's lace, AKA wild carrot--came when i was studying contraceptive herbs last summer, having quit the Pill but entered a relationship that was going to last longer than our condom tolerance. This ( Read more... ) -
Death Week of death year
First, i returned home from the Sasha + Digweed show with that skull radiance of an acid trip. A giant gorgeous club is a stupid place to dose, especially when they won't let you out for air if you want to come back in, but also because the general state of overwhelm and mild nausea only gets amped when the DJs set a new record for loud and i ( ( Read more... ) -
Listen up
I have a shit-ton of music. Way more than can fit onto a single iPod or 60-gig computer. I've always collected more music than i can even fully listen to at once, knowing that i'll eventually give an ear to each song or album and see if i've found a personal treasure.
This week it's Wyclef Jean's The Carnival. I know i've enjoyed a few songs from ( Read more... ) -
Here's a story of a lovely lady
I could write a whole journal solely about the people i meet. Maybe that's what this one will turn into, right now ( Read more... ) -
Dear Ascended Master
It absolutely kills me that there exists on the Internet a channelled advice column. I love it ( Read more... ) -
Reads
Funny to watch the changes of my life as they show in the details. I ended a subscription to the New Yorker that was eight years running when the wind started blowin' me around, away from Portland; now that i've settled back down, i have magazine subscriptions again, but now they're for Yoga Journal and Mother Earth News--out of my head and onto ( Read more... ) -
Love's labours: Postpartum
I thought i stopped eating on Tuesday afternoon and started barfing that night because that was about the time it became defined in my mind that we were done, "broken up" if you will--except that he'd never confessed to being a boyfriend in the first place**. But then i realised that i only had food poisoning or a virus or something. I'm not 21 ( Read more... ) -
Modern babies
On Monday i watched my first surgery, in the context of my first birth. Wheeling the baby transport device to the operating room with the two experienced nurses in our spacesuits, we didn't look like we were off to fetch a basically routine new human--we looked like a Hazmat team preparing to isolate a contaminated object. Ah, anyway, an OR is a ( Read more... )