| Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri. |
[Feb. 16th, 2007|01:58 am] |
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this is a nice picture of trees that I didn't take
I have to say that one of my favorite things to do on here is make large, enumerative posts with no narrative thread (or maybe a mere suggestion of a narrative thread...a hint, a whiff, one ever so slight you wonder if it's really there at all) and I am going to be doing that right now, so here we go:
1.) Song lyrics have been jumping forward at me over the course of the past week or so and painting images in my head. I like it when songs do that.
2.) Because of ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) boyshapedbox I decided at the beginning of the month to try to follow in the footsteps of many a person and vow to take at least one picture of myself every day for an entire year. So far I've already missed two days because it was bigboychb's birthday weekend and I was distracted by large amounts of food and large amounts of alcohol. Who was caught spooning on bigboychb's bed? Yes, it was artbearny & myself. The pictures that I do have thus far can be found HERE
3.) I've been reading two books at the same time. The Lost Continent and A Hearthbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius. Lost Continent is lovely just like all of Bill Bryson's other books, but I made it to about page 287 of A Heartbreaking Work and I've totally lost all interest in finishing the book. This rarely happens to me and I find it odd because I've enjoyed the book up to this point, however any reason I could think of as to why I might not like the book, the author has already pointed out in the introduction and has warned me against the reading of those parts of the book. Maybe I should have listened. He would know I guess.
4.) You know those metal meat tenderizer mallets that some people have in their rarely-used cooking utensil collection? They have square heads on them and little squat spikes all over each side and have a good heft to them when they're in your hand. Have you ever had wicked little day dreams about bloodying up someone's face with one? I have.
5.) in my head, I talk like this: Dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days - perhaps tomorrow. And lest I should not be able to write you again I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I am no more.
I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing - perfectly willing - to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this government, and to pay that debt.
Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but omnipotence can break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly with all those chains to the battlefield. The memory of all the blissful moments I have enjoyed with you come crowding over me, and I feel most deeply grateful to God and you, that I have enjoyed them for so long. And how hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes and future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and see our boys grown up to honorable manhood around us.
If I do not return, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I loved you, nor that when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name...
Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been.
But, O Sarah, if the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they love, I shall always be with you, in the brightest day and in the darkest night... always, always. And when the soft breeze fans your cheek, it shall be my breath, or the cool air your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.
Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again.
While in reality I'm like "SUCK MY COCK!!!! SUCK IT!!!! look at all that CRREEAEAMMM!!!"
okay not really, but I am saddened at the general lack of florid imagery that comes out of my mouth or fingers on a daily basis. Alas.
6.) Do you ever feel like this?:
I do sometimes.
7.) bigboychb got home from work and seeing that he only got about 2 hours of sleep last night promptly laid down to take a nap. ivanushka also decided to take a nap after work and their combined napping powers made me terribly sleepy and it was only juslikethemovie showing up with pie that kept me from laying down on the couch and passing out.
8.) 
I recently decided to hit up a job placement group that I got a job at AirTran with when I still lived in Georgia (remember that, cheekytrousters? It was like death stretched over 5 days) because the picture of the boy on their front page kinda reminded me of my ex boyfriend and I was like "hey he's kinda cute in glasses" so I resent them my resume. Maybe tomorrow they will call me and say "Hey, you're a semi-intelligent guy why don't you come in and we'll pay you $10 and hour to lick envelopes so that your boyfriend can stop being secretly ashamed of you when he's around his friends with their big educations, career goals, and ugly, expensive pants. And maybe, if you have a good tongue, you'll be promoted to Chief Executive Envelope Licker and you'll make enough money to pay back your all friends who's couches you've been making yourself comfortable on over the past few years and to whom you are forever endebted. How does that sound?"
eh...sounds alright I guess. It'll really cut into my "sitting around" time though.
9.) .....It's my dick in a box.
10.) Does anyone know who did the cover art for the Pan's Labyrinth soundtrack?
Because (a) It's pretty fucking hot and (b) I would love a large sized version of that (minus the text) to hang in my non-existent bedroom over my non-existent bed.
11.) If you were looking for a narrative thread or even just a hint of one....there wasn't one in this post so you can stop looking now.
12.) Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri.
Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter,
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri.
Oh, Shenandoah, I'm bound to leave you,
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I'm bound to leave you
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri.
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you,
Away, you rolling river
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri.
13.) I have a really difficult time saying the word "Asterisks" out loud. I don't know why. |
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