Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Con Vino
[Footnote: This is from a while ago. It was originally posted on livejournal, but I like it a lot and I think it deserves a bit more exposure.]
Context is what counts. It's in here. It's muddy and mixed up, but it's here.
Archeological expertise, heartwrenching strings.
The quartet will be here in 20 minutes!
The quartet is not coming!
& so, another sip, and I love my body again.
(It's like my chest is connected to my entire body.) (My fucking heart beats & mixes with the oil paints and I fucking feel ALIVE again.)
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it's actually 3:37am, and i have a paper due tomorrow. said paper has yet to be initiated, hence my sudden re-emergence into blogtasia.
blogblogblogblogblog: say that five times fast
& last but not least, some visual stimulation before the sun rises and it's officially friday:
never mind, i can't figure it out.
Back to Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf and women's agency in Liberia!
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