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too happy and too busy lately to really post here regularly. last week I saw mount eerie in a really bad venue. but it was such an amazing show, so much fog, so much drumming. it was the first time I did not get to say hello to phil at a show though, which was upsetting. drinking sassafras tea even though I was told it would lead to liver damage. it is getting so bitter and nippy outside. aaron took that photo. I'm really happy he exists, to say the least. we biked eleven miles the other day.
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| Dear Yuletide Author! |
[15 Nov 2009|06:48pm] |
OMG HI.
If you're at all like me, then you are probably judging me right now based on the fandoms I've written in, my livejournal layout, my grammar, certainly my userinfo and icons, and who I have friended (do we have friends in common?! lolz). If you aren't like me, then you're probably a really nice person! Which is great :)
Anyway, that's the funny thing about Yuletide, it gives you the opportunity to wish fulfill a little bit, and to look into someone's life and base your gift on the small amount you can learn about them -- pretty rad. So! Thank you for offering to fulfill my wish, you make this my favorite time of year even more than the eggnog does, and that's saying something. Looking at my requests, I'm sorry that I basically wrote you an essay about each fandom, but I'm going to re-post them here and talk a little bit about each one just a little bit more. I'm a pretty easy person to please, but it helps to be clear, right?
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| online shopping |
[15 Nov 2009|05:13pm] |
What are your favorite online shops?
I'm asking in here, because all of you have great taste. I swear I've posted this topic before, long ago, but...here it is again.
(I know many of you will say Etsy!)
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| ♥ precious gifts ♥ |
[15 Nov 2009|05:38pm] |
 These past days I've gotten wonderful precious gifts from dear girlie darlings mine. One of the many things I truly enjoy of the girls I love is how throughtful and careful they are with every little gift, even the most simple of surprises is a feist, a wonder...a magnificent treasure to behold and adore. ( ♥ )
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| For the theme |
[15 Nov 2009|02:59pm] |
I went to a wonderful Regency style tea the other day and realized that a couple of the photos I took as well a few one of my friends took would work for the theme of Food this month. I hope y'all enjoy it (I did! The food was great!).
 ( +3 more pictures )
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| Dollhouse. |
[15 Nov 2009|07:57pm] |

Inside the dollhouse a world betwixt worlds where nothing is quite shadowed or ashen and surroundings seem distorted, ghostly and out of focus time does not move in this universe the golden clock hand remains on two o’ clock enchanted time pale girls with lithe limbs wandering like frail children clutching china dolls to their chest red roses in their hair and dusky kohl lined eyes to make them feel braver and beautiful spectres drift by when a locked door is opened and the dolls watch with expectant orb like eyes their faces are candle flames flickering in the darkness gradually becoming transparent.
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[15 Nov 2009|02:41pm] |
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It's been a while. The Navy has taken over my life.
Anyhoo, I'm looking for the whole quote about "I think pearls melted over your bones." Especially the piece about the jeans. I can't find it anywhere, but I believe it's from Wasteland.
Much appreciated, loves.
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| Depression. |
[15 Nov 2009|05:32pm] |
Hello, Gypsies.
My current graphic design project centers around depression (particularly student experience of depression). Most of the research I've done has pretty much only given me very general, vague ideas of the experience of being depressed. So I was wondering if any one here who suffers or has suffered from depression would be willing to give me any kind of personal account of what it's like, what you've felt like, what sort of thoughts have gone through your head, that kind of thing. Anything you're willing to tell me about, as much or as little as you'd like to share, is welcome.
I know this is an extremely personal topic and that I might not get a lot of response, I just thought I'd give it a try (and this is the only community I'm a member of in which this kind of survey would be in any way appropriate). I don't know if anonymous or screened commenting will be allowed, but if you don't want to post publicly you can e-mail me at co_0kie@hotmail.com, or use this FormSpring I've set up. I promise that anything you tell me will only be used abstractly and for more ideas to work off, I won't be directly quoting you or naming you or anything.
Thanks a lot in advance.
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| Snowy Gingerbread Cupcakes |
[15 Nov 2009|01:31pm] |
Yesterday we had a little girls' night and I made those yummy little fellows for it.

(Okay, I snicked that pic from the original recipe, because my camera is not here at the moment. But mine looked just as good, promised =). )
( Recipe behind the cut. )
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[15 Nov 2009|02:37pm] |
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| goodies, pictures, etc. |
[14 Nov 2009|07:45pm] |
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Hello everyone. Picture overload of goodies and also, in need of some help.
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| WONDER BAKER |
[14 Nov 2009|04:44pm] |
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My friend's schoolmate is throwing her sister a birthday party & she asked me if i could make the cupcakes. LUCKY ME! She wanted Wonder Women Theme & I've never in my baking life used fondant, edible ink, dusting dust? so i really was over my head when i agreed to this. Surprisingly, they came out pretty amazing for my first time.
( Pictures! )
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| Monsters in Our Closets |
[15 Nov 2009|02:44am] |
Wandering around these huge internets, reading things I know aren't good for me, trying to be someone I know I'm not, I stumble across this little angel:
I know so many of my friends struggle with body image, and I do to0. So I have something to say to all of us. All of us who have ever felt like we needed to look any other way than we naturally do.
No.
Try to remember when you were a little child. Very small, before you even began school and were made fun of by the other kids. Try to remember the complete love you had for yourself because you were able to be a cowboy, an astronaut, a ballerina, a jungle explorer, a train conductor, a fire engine, proud mother of a dolly, and a Crayola Picasso all in the span of an hour. You loved yourself because your legs (fat, thin, hairy or not, cankles or boney joints) could carry you to India, and peddle that bike you just learned to ride. Your arms and hands (stubby fingers, or fragile wrists) would dig you to China before lunchtime. And your tummy had its own mouth that could talk to you in the bath! When we were that young, we were perfect and we knew it.
So what changed? We're still perfect, exactly as we are. Our bodies have grown up and out and curves have appeared and hairs are all over the place, but we are still perfect. There is absolutely nothing wrong with us. We are still the beautiful, adventurous little kids we've always been!
Remember fighting off the monsters under your bed, or the ghosts in the forest behind your house? Well, they have an ugly cousin who likes to make himself feel better by calling us all fat and ugly or boney and gangly or flawed and weak. Well, break out those cardboard swords and magic wands, because we can defeat this ugly beast just like the rest of the monsters we dealt with years ago. Do not be afraid of him. As with all the creatures we've defended ourselves against when we were tiny tots, this one can only hurt us if we let him. So don't let him! Poke him in the eye and kick him in the shins and send him running away. He's persistent, mind you, but don't give in! Eventually he will give up and try to scare your neighbor into submission, so spread the word! Don't let anyone fall victim to this most ferocious of beasts!
Our battle cry: We are perfect! We are beautiful! We will not change who we are! We will not pretend to be something we're not! We will be true to ourselves! We are strong! We are beautiful! We are perfect!
Yours in solidarity and perfection.
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[15 Nov 2009|12:12pm] |
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Hi everyone, I've been lurking around in this awesome community for a while, and here's my first post. The picture was taken this fall. And I'll post some more later today :)
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[14 Nov 2009|11:13pm] |
she is dead. her hair everywhere. her smell fading. love who you love while you have the time to love them before what is left of them are just ashes and photographs
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| Ecstasia, pg. 123 |
[14 Nov 2009|07:25pm] |
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You say it's obscene to say killing time you call the words obscene, the act a crime you tell me never waste it, let it be but what you don't see is time's killing me
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