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| Sunday, July 24th, 2005 | | 11:18 pm |
If A Picture's Worth A Thousand Words...
...Then I suppose that these three incredibly amateur-ish animated GIFs I made are not unlike my verbal train-wreck-ramblings. However, let's proceed to the real purpose of this post, shall we? I've been using my insomnia-induced free time to fiddle with my lame GIF Making free software to, hopefully, come up with a new User Pic. But, like most of my endeavors, my best efforts were rejected. It seems that Live Journal found my favorites too large to upload. Fascists! Hmph! And so...I had to go back to the drawing board, and now I am left with three different, yet very similar, animated GIFs to choose from. It seems that I am also unable to complete that task, as well. So, I've posted them here to let my readers give their opinion on which of the three they like the best. After all, it's you guys who have to see it every time I post. *malicious giggling ensues* *NOTE: That is not a mole or otherwise weird growth beneath my left collarbone. It is a tattoo that does not show detail very well in most photos. So spare me any posts stating "You should have that removed" and/or "You really should see a doctor for that". Thankee.**Potential User Pic #1* *Potential User Pic #2* *Potential User Pic #3* Current Mood:  indecisiveCurrent Music: V/A - "Queen Of Rockabilly: Tribute To Wanda Jackson" | | Saturday, July 23rd, 2005 | | 12:51 am |
I-Feel-Conned
Current Mood: Blargh, Bah, Pfft, HarumphCurrent Music: Irritating Commercial Jingles | | Friday, July 22nd, 2005 | | 11:05 pm |
"Dirty Wedding"
For quite some time, I have been wanting to share this short, yet poignant piece from Denis Johnson's book "Jesus' Son" (also made into a film that, as usual, excluded much of the better parts of the stories) that I find very much painfully familiar a line of thought. Initially, I was only going to post the first paragraph, but upon re-reading it this evening, I decided to also include parts that are an example of the above - other reflections of the main character that were cut out of the film version of this particular event. "Dirty Wedding""Think of being curled up and floating in a darkness. Even if you could think, even if you had an imagination, would you ever imagine its opposite, this miraculous world the Asian Taoists call the "Ten Thousand Things"? And if the darkness just got darker? And then you were dead? What would you care? How would you even know the difference?" "When we were arguing on my twenty-fourth birthday, she left the kitchen, came back with a pistol, and fired it at me five times from right across the table. But she missed. It wasn't my life she was after. It was more. She wanted to eat my heart and be lost in the desert with what she'd done, she wanted to fall on her knees and give birth from it, she wanted to hurt me as only a child can be hurt by its mother. I know they argue about whether or not it's right, whether or not the baby is alive at this point or that point in its growth inside the womb. This wasn't about that. It wasn't what the lawyers did. It wasn't what the doctors did, it wasn't what the woman did. It was what the mother and father did together." Current Mood:  ShamefulCurrent Music: Aimee Mann - "Nothing Is Good Enough" | | Saturday, July 9th, 2005 | | 4:11 am |
Boredom Begets Boring Blog-Matter
This "Quiz-Master" is more backed-up than a toilet in Grand Central Station. Sheesh!
Your Birthdate: December 30 |
Your birthday on the 30th day of the month shows individual self-expression is necessary for your happiness.
You tend to have a good way of expressing yourself with words, certainly in a manner that is clear and understandable.
You have a good chance of success in fields requiring skill with words.
You can be very dramatic in your presentation and you may be a good actor or a natural mimic.
You have a vivid imagination that can assist you in becoming a good writer or story-teller.
Strong in your opinions, you always tend to think you are on the right side of an issue.
There may be a tendency to scatter your energies and have a lot of loose ends in your work.
You may have significant artistic talent and be very creative. |
Current Mood: SullenCurrent Music: "Saturday Sun" On Repeat Loop | | Saturday, June 25th, 2005 | | 1:47 pm |
"Pizza Slut" Or "If You Don't Come In 30 Minutes Or Less, It's Free"
For whatever reasons, nostalgia paid me a visit the other day. A memory of an event over a decade and a half old, that was an agonizing embarrassment at the time, but now makes me giggle like a fiend. When I was approaching 15 years old, I desperately wanted a job, as my finances were, apparently, transforming from "squat" to "nonexistent". However, one must be at least 16 years old in the state of Georgia to be employed. Though, as luck would have it, my best friend, Melissa, had a brother that worked at a local Domino's Pizza, and better yet, the manager was her cousin. So, every now and then, he would let her come in to answer the phones and her "paycheck" consisted of some of the cash tips that came in. One day when I was particularly frustrated about my non-income situation, she suggested that I call Domino's and inquire about working there as she does. Having never needed to "pitch" myself to anyone before, my nerves were strung-tight, and with my clammy hand on the receiver, I practiced introducing myself aloud to Melissa until I no longer felt the lump in my throat. I took a deep breath, dialed the number, and as it rang, I frantically searched my brain for the exact words I had just spoken to Melissa seconds before. Just when I was about to hang up, I heard a man's voice: "Domino's Pizza. Can I help you?" "Um...uh...yeah...um...Are you hiring call girls?" "*stifled laughing* Well, I don't know. *yelling* Hey! Tim! Are we hiring call girls? *uproarious laughter*" Mortified, I slammed the receiver down, my head in my hands, face turning hot, with Melissa, giggling, " Phone girl, Buffy. Phone girl." Current Mood:  nostalgicCurrent Music: Sky Salt Demo MP3s | | Tuesday, November 30th, 2004 | | 9:01 am |
Yet Another Hiatus...
...Which, Unintentionally, Left You Guys (Friends, Strangers, & Anon. Alike) HangingYep. I've been lagging with my Live Journal again. Firstly, my most humble apologies to those of you whom actually read this often enough to "miss me". Secondly, a promise to reply to comments left for me while I was otherwise distracted having surgery to remove a dangerously diseased gall bladder. Bleah. Also, in the next few days, you may expect something more of a "real" update rather than this short message in which my goal is to let my ever so patient and faithful friends know just how much I appreciate and adore them. If you happen to be one of the people mentioned above, you should know that by now. :P If you are still pondering the matter, you'll know soon, as I'm currently making my list of those whom will receive a little something for the holiday season. I'm notoriously Scrooge-y, but I continue to "celebrate", if only because it gives one a good reason to let their beloved friends know how much they're cherished. Even if it is usually by sending Virtual Crack and other bizarre e-mail bearing cheesy holiday sentiment messages. Current Mood: Ouchy Sore But HealingCurrent Music: TV in the background | | Sunday, October 17th, 2004 | | 12:30 pm |
Whoa! You Can Buy Me On EBay!!
Seriously. I'm up for auction. Or, rather, an adorable, creepy-but-cuddly version of me is. I just now ran across the listing for it, and I'm feeling this bizarre mixture of flattered and freaked-out. As one of my earlier entries mentions, I'm no stranger to having people do artistic renderings of me, but I've never been made into something 3-dimensional, and certainly never as a doll. I have to admit, though...I am kinda cute, and if it weren't me, I'd probably bid on it, but it seems odd to buy a doll of yourself. Plus, I'm kinda expensive, and I already bought a supercool ragdoll from her recently, which is how we met. After I won the "Ghoulie Julie" doll and we exchanged addresses, it became known that we only live about 20 minutes away from one another, and so, being the incredibly nice girl that she is, Janet (or "Snaed" on EBay) suggested I come pick her up to save on shipping costs. I decided to take along a little package o' goodies to donate for use on future dollies, and, well, I assumed she would be grateful, but I wouldn't have guessed that she'd make me into a "Melancholy Dolly" (the name of her collectible doll gallery and website). How oddly appropriate a name for any collection of dolls that I would become a part of. Heh. Anyway...I'm hoping someone cool will give "Melancholy Me" a good home. Should any of you be interested in purchasing me, either as a nifty bed-buddy, replacement for your spunk stain sock, or evil voodoo purposes, click on the link for the E-Bay Listing. Also, you should check out Janet's "Melancholy Dolly" website for pictures of all the ginchy dollies she's made. *Whee! You Can Hug Me And Love Me And Squeeze Me And Squish Me And...Yeah. Whatever.*http://melancholydolly.com/_buffy_.html*"Melancholy Dolly" Website*http://www.melancholydolly.com Current Mood: Stoked & StunnedCurrent Music: The Sofa Club | | Tuesday, October 12th, 2004 | | 5:01 am |
Great Googly-Moogly!
Wow! Finally, a really clever and creative LJ Meme to participate in. I can't recall which journal I found it on, however, I know that they ganked it from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) angeldye. In any case...let us proceed, shall we? *Follow The Simple Instructions Below*1. Think of a word that you would use to describe me. 2. Go to Google Image Search and search for that word. 3. Select the picture that you perceive to be most fitting, and post it (or a link to it) as a reply, along with the word. 4. Post this meme in your journal, should you feel inclined to do so. And though this part is not on the actual list of instructions, I believe that after you complete this meme, you should exclaim "Huzzah!" as loudly as possible. Current Mood:  restlessCurrent Music: V/A - "Kindercore 50 - We Thank You" | | Wednesday, October 6th, 2004 | | 1:25 am |
| | Tuesday, October 5th, 2004 | | 4:32 pm |
| | Monday, September 20th, 2004 | | 12:35 am |
o/`Meme...ories o/`
Athletic ability?! HAH! The only marathon I've ever participated in was on Nick@Nite. Current Mood:  blahCurrent Music: Over The Rhine - "Ohio" | | 12:26 am |
Father Knows Best
Last night I had a dream that my Daddy was literally digging out my ear as if I could not hear him say "I hate you" in so many ways even if I were deaf, dumb, and blind... even if I were dead. Current Mood: Ice-Cream-HeadacheCurrent Music: Over The Rhine - "Ohio" | | Friday, August 13th, 2004 | | 11:36 am |
| | Saturday, August 7th, 2004 | | 10:16 am |
Because I Can't Remember My Own Words...
I would like to share the last piece I've just read in the kick-ass book "Revolution On Canvas: Poetry From The Indie Music Scene". It rocks. *buh dum bum* Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week. Don't forget to tip your waitresses. "MALE HOOKER IN A BATHTUB" Scott GrossOk, so it's a blind chemical machine I'm dealing with here in the frontal temporal lobes of grades 1-4. Your parents thought you were ok until they found you hanging from the doorknob. You're only four feet tall and that's a long enough dick to slip into the holes in the palms of my hands. Have faith in nothing or you'll believe in everything. I believe the receptor when we fuck. We fuck to songs that have no rhythm and that's why I'm so in love with you. I'm so in love that if you turned your back I'd claw your fucking spine away. I'll never sleep with medical junkie book reading whores. You're the perfect whore. I'm losing my ability to do the only thing I know how to do and as the nights are longer I know I must take myself as easily as possible, and I'm not taking you with me. So the stairs are my up and I crawl and I crawl and I sit in the bathtub because the acoustics are better. I hope my mom and my dad are proud. I hope they understand how much I hurt. No water. That copper hit the linoleum and I released before it all fell to my shoulder. Maybe someone cared. Current Mood: Blarghy & BlahCurrent Music: Nun, Nuthin' | | Monday, June 28th, 2004 | | 5:27 pm |
Thomas, You Pigfucker! Hee! :P
| alvastarr's LJ stalker is grabbingsand! | | grabbingsand is stalking you because they have nothing better to do with their time. They are also in jail for murder! |
LJ Stalker FinderFrom Go-Quiz.comI would imagine that other than being someone's bitch, you probably don't have much else to do in there. Might I suggest that you steal a plastic spork from the cafeteria and start digging your way out so we can go for coffee again sometime? Except I insist that you be the one to wear the dog leash this time around. Hell, by then you should be fairly used to wearing chains. :P I shall send you a care package with Soap-On-A-Rope and some Tucks. *MWAH*, Dahlink! Current Mood: In Dire Need Of Benadryl. Ugh!Current Music: Josie Kruezer/Laika & The Cosmonauts/Saboteurs/Etc. MP3s | | Saturday, June 12th, 2004 | | 11:13 am |
Just One Of The Many... ...Random Thoughts That Bombard My Tired Brain Each Time I Lay Down And Try To Sleep *I have finally come to terms with the fact that I shall never experience some kind of meteoric rise to fame. Rather, my "legacy" will be something more akin to a bottle rocket shot out of a dog's ass.* Current Mood:  exhaustedCurrent Music: Random Bits Of Several Songs Much Like The Reeling Thoughts | | Sunday, May 30th, 2004 | | 9:56 am |
Not Quite Yet Of Comparison To "War And Peace"...
But, I do plan on posting that insanely long-winded, in-depth, and, literally, several months overdue update about my hiatus from Live Journal and, actually, 99% of all things Internet-related. Firstly, I wish to spew gushy sentimental stuff to all of you that remained loyal in my absence and even seemingly kept a virtual vigil, welcoming me back with warm words and eager ears. Some may say it is a small thing, this "not deleting me from your Friends List", but I am genuinely touched. So...thankee thankee, dear readers. You rock! And since you rock...I can't think of any better persons which should help me out with my current dilemma. I have asked your opinions several times in the past, and in doing so, I have always received superb answers. However, this particular situation may be of the most importance compared to each and every other time that I have requested your suggestions. Recently, I received an e-mail from Nicole of Plastic Sugar Press, a brand-spankin' new, up-and-coming independent press seeking "fierce and edgy nonfiction", a direct quote which, for a few microseconds, caused me to believe that I was the sole reason for this new publisher's mere existence, but like many of my schizophrenic delusions, the thought melted away as quickly as it had entered my mind. The point being, during my tireless and frustrated efforts to find someone who will take the risk of publishing the poetry and memoirs of "Joe Shmoe in Kalamazoo" is close to impossible, at a time when, regretfully, books are written and read as if they are on conveyor belts, the bestsellers all have the phrase "Chicken Soup For" in their titles, one author can have 15 different novels out in a single month, and classic literary masterpieces now have actors on their covers. *sigh* But...I digress. Back to the more optimistic storyline. After what seemed like decades sifting through the chaos of mounds and mounds of stacked papers, old spiral notebooks with torn edges and watermarks, and, of course, anything and everything I've saved as either a text or document file, I was able to put together a manuscript for Nicole. Now, I only have two other tasks to complete: one being to edit the manuscript a bit more, the other...to give it a title. This is where you guys come in. Of course, I've started a list of several potential titles that have flashed across my mind, and more and more have joined them as each time I lay down to sleep, I am suddenly bombarded with ideas, causing me to have to purchase a mini cassette recorder for my bedside table, and drug myself into a stupor, lest I'll have permanent sleep-deprived psychoses. However, I would very much like to receive title suggestions from a different point of view, through someone else's eyes, as it will be seen by potential buyers. After all, the title is what must first catch their attention, leap out at them, draw them in, have them curious as to what is inside, what exactly lays between those covers. And so, dear friends, here is what I'd like for you to do: Suggest some titles, as many as you want, either as a comment to this entry or in an e-mail to me. Should you think of more after you've already suggested some, by all means, send those to me, as well. Then, after about a week or so, I will pick my favorites of my own, as well as the ones suggested, and post them in an entry, where then, everyone will vote on their favorite/s. Should one of your suggestions become the actual title, I'll send you a free copy of the book, plus lots of other nifty-gifty goodies I come up with. So, hop to it, Skippy! Gimme some titles! Whee! Current Mood: All Typed-OutCurrent Music: Someone using a weedwacker outside | | Wednesday, May 19th, 2004 | | 1:53 pm |
On Pins And Needles
This is an entry merely to let my overly-anxious, yet incredibly loyal pals know that they can soon stop twiddling their thumbs, as I plan to (finally) update this currently more dead than live journal in the next couple of days. I first must start blowing the dust off this sucker and gather my thoughts into some sort of coherent order. You shall then have an entry that will rival the works of Dickens or Dostoevsky! Huzzah! Current Mood:  geekyCurrent Music: Zwan - "Mary Star Of The Sea" | | Tuesday, December 23rd, 2003 | | 3:48 am |
This Year, Resolve To Be A "Vagina Warrior"...
*No, this is not another "cheesy cult film" post. In fact, it is a rather serious post to ask my fellow female pals (and those males whom would also like to be of some help, though the matter hits much closer to home with women, and this specific request would be simpler for girls to be of assistance. But perhaps you're a guy with a sister that could pitch in.) to become "Vagina Warriors" by reading the following announcement from V-Day.org and, if possible, help in any way that you can. Not only is it obviously beneficial to the women and children mentioned, participating in a cause like such can do wonders for your own self-esteem and sense of worthiness. If nothing else, it will certainly rack up some "Good Karma" points. Below is the "official" V-Day.org message.* Share: Be a Vagina Warrior, Give to Vagina Warriors in KenyaAgnes Pareyio is a Vagina Warrior who has dedicated her life to eradicating female genital mutilation (FGM) in the Massai community in Narok, Kenya. Several years ago, Agnes used to walk from village to village with a replica of the female genitalia both cut and uncut in order to illustrate the effects of FGM on the young women. In 2000, V-Day gave Agnes a Jeep and she was able to save even more girls from FGM. In 2002, with the help of many generous donations, the first V-Day Safe House opened in Narok, Kenya with 40 beds for young girls seeking refuge from (FGM) and early childhood marriage; these young girls are now able to be educated. As 2004 approaches, you can be a Vagina Warrior by reaching out to Agnes and the young girls she protects and educates. The 13-16 year old girls of the V-Day Safe house are in need of clothes appropriate for their winter, which averages 50 deg. F/ 10 deg C. The following is a list of what they need: *Sheets sized for twin beds
*Jackets, sweaters, fleeces (S, M, L)
*Casual Dresses (S, M, L)
*Pants (will be appreciated, however, dresses are preferred)
*Shoes sized US 5 through 9 (especially sneakers)
*Socks, underwear, and bras.Please send to: Agnes Pareyio Tasaru Girls P.O. Box 108 Narok, Nairobi Kenya During this season of giving, you can also make a year-end, tax deductible financial donation to V-Day. Visit V-Day Donations for more details! Thank you for your generosity and continued support of these amazing young women in the first V-Day Safe House. NOTE FROM ALVA: I assure you that V-Day is absolutely NOT some scam artist-developed project profiting from false charity. I have been a supporter of V-Day for over a year now, and the organization first caught my attention as a link from "The Vagina Monologues" writer, Eve Ensler's website. She has since published a new edition (aptly titled "V-Day Edition") with 3 new monologues, and the profits from each copy sold goes to the V-Day Organization. Should you still feel a bit wary, however, you can check out the link below to read more about the organization itself, the specific proposed way to support V-Day mentioned above, as well as other ways to help. V-Day.org - Not Until The Violence Stops Current Mood: contemplativeCurrent Music: Ultra-Lounge - "Crime Scene" | | Friday, December 19th, 2003 | | 12:50 pm |
Christ was many things...
...the son of Joseph and Mary...God in human form...a carpenter...a political figure...a healer...a miracle worker...a martyr...loved...hated...and currently worshipped by a greater amount of people than of any other faith. But did you know the he is also... a Vampire Hunter?!? Oh, yes. It is true, my friends. And the following information shall prove it! "Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter"Directed by Lee Demarbre
"The second coming is upon us, and Jesus has returned to Earth. But before he can get down to the serious business of judging the living and the dead, he has to contend with an army of vampires that can walk in the daylight. Combining Kung-fu action with Biblical prophecy and a liberal dose of humor, the film teams the Savior with Mexican wrestling hero El Santos against mythological horrors and science gone mad and also manages to address contemporary sexual politics. And did we mention that it's a musical? This sure ain't Sunday school."MORE...Still don't believe me? Well, see for yourself then. Click the button below.  AH! Now you have seen it, my child. Thou must now joineth me in mine prayers that a fellow believer shall buyeth me this blessed film (on most holy VHS format) for mine birthday of nine and twenty years thus lived and shall be celebrateth on December 30th; a mere 5 days after Christ himself sprung forth from Mary's loins. Yea, let us rejoice whence, thou, most wonderful and generous of my brethren, shelleth out thine bucks of 20 (plus 5 for that which is most blasphemous shipping and handling) whence thou visiteth the URL below. For kindness begets kindness begets points with God begets a golden halo rather than the rusty hubcaps that may be seen in the ghettos of Heaven. *More About "Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter", Including How To Purchase A Copy* Current Mood:  weirdCurrent Music: "Velvet Goldmine" Soundtrack |
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