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GETTIN' SHIT, LIVIN' THE GOOD LIFE Dec. 24th, 2009 @ 09:48 am
[info]the_new_black
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I am so underprivileged.  )
Current Location: New Threadsville
Feeling like: pleased
Listening to: Catwalk, Sass

Self X-Mas (I Am A Middle-Aged Woman) Dec. 17th, 2009 @ 05:53 pm
[info]the_new_black
X-Mas gifts to myself:

1. A new hand-held can opener. Sounds stupid, right? I've been arguing (read: literally screaming curse words) with the same POS can opener for like 3 years and I finally remembered to buy a new one, just in time for the holidays. It is awesome. (Thank you, Martha Stewart.)

2. Mezzaluna. This sounds dumb too, correct? It is not. It is from heaven. I just chopped so many fucking herbs that it smells like Italy in here.

3. Eating healthier. This is sort of a "duh" -but what I mean is this: I already eat an almost totally organic diet. But I'm still sick. I am trying my best to be vegan as often as I can, because I think animal products might sort of make me feel like shit. It's that or gluten. I'm waiting on blood tests to get back from the Dr's office, but overall, I've stopped eating refined sugars, bleached flours, all that crap. Whole grains, alternative sweeteners or natural cane juice, organic everything, the works. I am too young to feel like dog shit all the time. (Don't get your panties in a bunch. I was raised on pot roast and Wonder Bread too, but I am like, puking all the time and getting migraines. My grandfather's diet doesn't work for me.)

4. Cat stuff, like little playgrounds and scratchy things. This is also something your mom would buy, but you know what? My cats are destroying my life. They need their own shit to tear-up or I will be forced to turn them into coats and coordinating handbags.
Current Location: Soy-Nog
Feeling like: chipper
Listening to: Hungry Cats

delays and drops Dec. 16th, 2009 @ 11:31 pm
[info]daveespionage
A sheet of water
And boiling water
Sound almost the same
From inside.

Wrapped around me through
Racks and girders
The wash and rinse
Cleans the outside.

Almost as soon as I
Feel consumed
By the torrential
And continuous stream
I hear it cease and hesitate
As though its confused
And has lost its meaning.

Then it switches
To small splatters
And winding down with empty, hollow drifts.

Just as quickly as the
Kettle boils
The rinse of the world lifts.

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