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Fishnets and Frankincense
 

Riders on the Storm

There's a line of thunderstorms blowing through out here on the prairie tonight, here in the land of Willa Cather, and I do love a nice rumbly thunderstorm. Nothing severe or tornadic, mind you, just a garden-variety thunderstorm. Rain, a bit of wind, thunder rolling in the distance. It's just so great.   The most utterly gorgeous drive I've had in some years was about 4 years ago, heading east out of Ft. Collins, Colorado. If you head east, you drive directly away from the Rockies and into a rolling grassland. It was about 1 in the afternoon and thunderstorms were moving across the area. You could look to the north and see blue-black clouds in the distance with sheets of rain whipping out of them. Occasional flashes of lightning, rolls of thunder. It was an incredible contrast to the rolling yellow-green grassland and the lonesome, winding road. I put on the Cowboy Junkies and sailed along. By the time I got to Nebraska, it was blue skies and clear sailing across the state. That was a great drive. I had soundtrack music for each part of the drive... I started out with the Cowboy Junkies and by the time I pulled into my home city, I was listening to cool jazz by Patricia Barber.   That was probably boring. You just had to be there. I was in a zone during that drive, I was so in love with so many things on that drive. There's a Buddhist nun named Pema Chodron (she's American, that's her dharma name) who said she became a Buddhist nun because she wanted to fall in love with not just one person, but the entire world. In a very pure sense, of course. My passionate nature doesn't allow me to forego the ways of the flesh, but I do, at times, truly understand what she's saying.   By the way, my favorite song by The Doors isn't "Riders on the Storm," it's "L.A. Woman." There's another driving song for you!
valentina

valentina

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Denise's Cool Blog
 

New stuff received!

I received some imps today from ayelienne! They were:   Dirty Persephone Thaleia Delirium Ultraviolet Yuletide (frimp!)   I am losing my mind, though, and had already gotten Ultraviolet. I had delerium, too, but wanted a 2nd one (liked it enough for that, but not a full bottle).   DIRTY IS THE BEST SMELL EVER> It is liquid Bounce dryer sheets!   I also got my package of perfume sample vials from SevenSins... along with a friimp of Medea!! She rocks!
eviltemptressdq

eviltemptressdq

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This Old Snark
 

Tying it Back to BPAL

Snarky's got a camera full of color, but hasn't had the time (or the energy) to download them for y'all. Hopefully she'll be able to snatch a moment's respite to faithfully record and report the process of The Snarks stamping their sign of ownership all over the walls of this house tonight. Maybe.   In the meantime, Snarky just wants to take a moment to share her newfound, revitalized love for violets. She bought a few to transplant into a strawberry pot from the local multi-culti pan-Asian megalomart. They've been acclamating by the kitchen sink (along with a fancy jade plant and six organic basil seedlings purchased from a redheaded entrepreneurial tweenager with charming salesmanship) and provided a very uplifting, very grounding whiff of goodness every time Snarky and The Mister bellied up to the sink to rinse out paintbrushes and pans.   She can't remember the last time a little handful of flowers has brought her so much peace and joy and contentment and hope. She can almost feel the chemistry of her brain rearranging to hardwire the smell of violets and fresh latex paint directly into her idea of this house that is slowly evolving into their home.   This makes her happy beyond the thrill of new homeownership. Most of her scent memories come from pre-adult times. She has always hoped to experience equally intense moments now that she can appreciate them more fully. (She has a fairly depressing theory about the relative impact of finite periods of "important" time in inverse proportion to the longevity of the subject experiencing those periods of "memorable" time. Anything that disproves this theory is welcomed warmly and with much fanfare.)   So yes. Tonight, possibly pictures of retina searing colors. If not that, than definitely the long and somewhat interesting tale of the fancy schmancy piece of exercise equipment The Snarks purchased over the weekend.   Edited to add: OK, so the tie back to BPAL is kind of tenuous at best. I meant to say that I am now going to re-evaluate my "to try" list to include just about everything with violet in it. Then I got sidetracked... and hell, tangents happen, y'know?
darkitysnark

darkitysnark

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Fishnets and Frankincense
 

I Wrote A Good Omelet

The most wonderful indarkmoon mentioned last week that Nikki Giovanni's poem "I Wrote A Good Omelet" was nice, and she was so, so, so correct. Here it is:   I Wrote A Good Omelet   I wrote a good omelet...and ate a hot poem... after loving you   Buttoned my car...and drove my coat home...in the rain... after loving you   I goed on red...and stopped on green...floating somewhere in between... being here and being there... after loving you   I rolled my bed...turned down my hair...slightly confused but...I don't care...   Laid out my teeth...and gargled my gown...then I stood ...and laid me down...   To sleep... after loving you
valentina

valentina

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littletingoddess' Blog
 

on the outside looking in

I wish I had the type of personality, that I could walk into a social situation where I know very few people, and feel comfortable. That I could start, or fit into, a conversation with a stranger. One that may last past the very superficial pleasantries, before that person tries to gracefully bow out of having to talk to me. I wish I didn't feel like a wallflower, just watching the interactions going on around me. I hate the fact that I avoid a lot of fun, because I haven't been able to invite/beg/coerce a friend to come along with me, and I do not want to go alone, and face the angst I've mentioned previously. I'm smart, friendly, at times funny, and on rare occasions, at least passably attractive....I would want to talk with me!   I went to a local bar yesterday for a benefit for the library's summer reading program. 4 bands.... should have been fun. A coworker met me there. But thing is.. she was the only one there I knew, and she had all sorts of friends and acquaintences she knew. I had no one. I tried talking with some of her friends..... but although they were nice, the conversation would be over in about 2 minutes, and then I was once again blended into the wall. I hate that feeling... that I don't know what to say, or that I'm not cool/interesting/even hot enough to talk to. I left early.
littletingoddess

littletingoddess

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Squash Soup
 

jonesing from some undies

It is quickly becoming very evident that one bottle of Underpants is not enough. I totally slathered it on today and then gazed in horror at what is probably only a microscopic change in the level. I actually panicked! I don't really know why I get all weird like that. I fell in love with Red Lantern and then scrambled around for more. I now have 4 bottles! Because of the limited quantity and my limited funds that is probably not an option this time. I'd be conservative with Underpants to keep it as long as possible but I love it and I want to wear it everyday! Ahhhhhhhhhh! I'm sure that all of you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about!   Haha, I think that I've officially becoming a bpal fanatic. Do I get a pin or a certificate or something? Now I just wish that some of my local friends would get into it. It'd be fun to order together and swap locally too. I think they're wary of things that I recommend because invariably, they fall in love and spend tons of money. I don't know if that's a compliment to my personal tastes or just kind of pathetic.   I'm expecting a CnS for my Dragon Moon tee order any time since I noticed that they're starting to come in. This is my first BPTP order and I'm so excited! I don't know if the shirt will fit but I'm steadily loosing weight so it will eventually. I'm hoping that I'll be able to get into it for my study abroad program this summer and spread the bpal love everywhere I go. I'm waiting impatiently, yeah who isn't, for my Dragon Moon/CN order. I have a ton of bottles coming to me with that one and my first GC 10ml! Yay Alice! It will be the perfect scent to wear this summer, along with Enraged Bunny Musk of course.   I'm totally just aimlessly rambling right now so I'll stop. blah blah blah   G-night all!
jessiesquash

jessiesquash

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Sourball Ho!
 

Power down

No, I haven't fallen off the face of the earth, but almost: we lost our DSL modem in one of the thunderstorms last week. Dial-up is working but obviously slow. Boo.   I'm trying to lurk when I can!
dawndie

dawndie

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Filling the Periodic Table
 

Lessons learned from belly dancing

I had a big performance last night. I danced at a big dance show at a theater at Washington University (not at a bellydance-community event, but at an event where there were dancers from all over the city, and people payed $20/ticket to see the show!   Our school danced to two songs, the first was more traditionally bellydance, and the 2nd was to a song that was a cross between arabic and afro-cuban styles of music, and the dancing was a blend as well. It's super-cute. I was in the traditional piece. There were 5 of us dancing with veils, and we formed a semicircle type shape around 3 dancers with swords. I was the center veil dancer, which was most cool.   As a completely unrelated aside, the ballet dancers wear the ugliest crap backstage... baggy sweatpant overalls, grungy insulated socks... oh those poor things, too skinny to keep themselves warm. Also some of them were grumbling about how the cosumes we and the Indian dancers were wearing were a lot cooler than theirs. I would be grumbling too if the skirt of my dress was cut to look like mis-proportioned flower petals.   Anyway, so right up until like an hour before the show, the veil dancers are still going over stuff. At rehersal yesterday afternoon, my veil shrink wrapped itself to my face while I was dancing. We were all anticipating a disaster. But when we got on stage, it went off without a hitch. Our teachers take on it was, "Have you guys been shitting me for the last 3 weeks? Did you guys just know it all along and mess up in practice just to freak me out?" I twas awesome. The audience was clapping along with our music, it was great.   I learned a lesson from it too: We thought we were unprepared, but we had practiced hard, and when it came time to do it, adrenaline pulled us through. I think that's where I'm at with my exam: If I make a solid push of studying these last 10 days, and I consitently do well on my practice exams, then adrenalyn should help me pull through with enough of a margin to feel pretty confident about my score.   Also, my micro roses are developing buds. I'm going to have real live roses that I grew all by myself on my balcony!
antimony

antimony

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Squash Soup
 

signature icons

I know that I've become obsessed with something when I start making things in Photoshop. I made a few signature icons of my favorite scents and I thought I'd offer them up to whoever wants them. They're all 100x50. I'm not really concerned about credit and whatnot. Just enjoy them. I'll probably make more because they're kind of fun to do. I really want one for Underpants and Enraged Bunny but I have to decide on the right picture. So yeah, just please upload them to your own image host. (There are a ton of free ones like photobucket.) Just say no to sucking my bandwidth. Thanks.    
jessiesquash

jessiesquash

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circe_blue's Blog
 

HappyHappyJoyJoy

The last 48 hours were great. On Friday, there was hardly any work to be done, so I ducked out early and went shopping. I dropped $80 at H&M , then the boy and I went to a small Mexican place for dinner and Cinco de Mayo yumminess. I had the chicken fajitas which weren't all that adventurous but yummy just the same. Next time, I'll try the chimichangas if I'm feeling particularly indulgent (they're deep fried tortillas, if I remember correctly).   After that we went over to my our friend's place where she and her husband had about 8 other people over to watch bad 70s porn. And it was bad. Like, not even so bad it's good, just f-in bad. After awhile we all got tired of making fun of it (too easy, at one point a mastiff and a fun house mirror was involved), and just drank and caught up with one another. It was great. Had a wonderful time trying to explain "Snakes on a Plane" to my friend's boyfriend.   Borrowed a book from my friend (yay! things to read!), then came home and fell asleep. I was DD for my boy, and good thing too. We both knew he was a little buzzed/well on his way to becoming hammered because he got real chatty about completely inane and sometimes TMI things, lol. On the way back I spotted not one, not two, but four cop cars including one that had pulled over some dude who was in the middle of the Follow the Path of my Finger with Your Eyes Test.   Today, something happened that made the 48 hours even better. I got an acceptance letter to a Grad Program! YAaaaaaaaaaaaaay!! I'm a little (a lot) scared too, because this means I need to get over my horrible bad study habits that made getting into a grad program initially so hard. So, in celebration, I think I'm gonna make a BPAL order Perhaps I should wait till the next update though? Hmmmmm....   Happy weekend, everyone!
circe_blue

circe_blue

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Fishnets and Frankincense
 

the soft animal of your body

The domme of this blog is fighting off a cold and ennui, and she plans to go take a nap very soon. Ennui nonwithstanding, she is wearing to bed a pair of purple cutoff sweatpant short-shorts that she bought at VSC the other night. Sassy.   The poet of the day is Mary Oliver. I have a two favorite poems and I refuse to make a Sophie's Choice-like decision (because there are no blog Nazis here!) and I will run both of them. Both of the poems contain stanzas that I adore above all other poems. At least, so far... there's a lot of poetry to read in this world!   Enjoy, dear ones.     Wild Geese   You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting-- over and over announcing your place in the family of things.   When Death Comes   When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse   to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox   when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,   I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering: what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?   And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood, and I look upon time as no more than an idea, and I consider eternity as another possibility,   and I think of each life as a flower, as common as a field daisy, and as singular,   and each name a comfortable music in the mouth, tending, as all music does, toward silence,   and each body a lion of courage, and something precious to the earth.   When it's over, I want to say all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.   When it's over, I don't want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real.   I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument.   I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.
valentina

valentina

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pensive ponderings
 

Inventory Like Things

Have right here-now (italics are what I find are becomming 'signature scents' I want to always have on hand) Alice Baneberry Bastet Bengal Black Opal Block Buster Blood Amber Chimera Clio Dorian Dragon's Blood Frumious Bandersnatch Hecate Jazz Funeral Medea Neo-Tokyo Ozymandias Prague Somnus Tenochtitlan The Pool of Tears (on order) The Raven Yew Trees   My pile of "rares" (LE/Lunar/TAL/etc). Not for trade or sale. 13 Bastet's Laughter (TAL) Beaver Moon Beltane (on order) Carnation SN Carnivale 05 (CN) Chaos Theory II CCLXXII Cthulhu * (SiA) Corazon (.5) Despair Devil's Night Dragon Moon (on order) Dreamland (DIMV) Enraged Bunny Musk (on order) Fruit Moon Graveyard Dirt Haunted Palace Hellion Hexennacht Holiday Moon Jacob's Ladder Kunstkammer (CN) Lion Heart (TAL) Mercury Miskatonic U (SiA) Monster Bait: Closet (on order) Monster Bait: Underpants - April Fool's Scent (on order) Monstressor Parlement of Foules Queen of Clubs Red Phoenix Salamander Samhain 05 Spanked Spooky Snow Bunny Snow Moon Three Witches White Light (TAL)   I will most likely decant things with a * if you have something I like in return. No *, no decants, sorry. Please don't ask, I'm a nice person who hates saying no.   Had, but swapped or sold (for various reasons) Storm Moon, Milk Moon, Eggnog 04, Kingsport, Pink Moon, Tulzscha, 21, Black Opal (5), Jack (10), Alone, Spirits of the Dead, Numb, Lick It!, Pink Phoenix, Night Pavilion, Red Lantern, Snow White 05, Smut, Blood Moon   Gifted Midway, Salamander, QoC, Dragon's Milk   Need to get The Lion (5)   Should get a scent locket   Eventually No season marked: Red Queen (5), Alagea (5), Katherina (5)   No season listed: French Love (5) Has No Hanna (5) Temple of Dreams (5)
pensive

pensive

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pensive ponderings
 

Keeping track of the basics..

Yeah, yeah. Mundane.   Interested in with somewhat of a priority Hamptons Panacea: Detox ** Panacea: Lustration ** Penny Dreadful Undine Hymn to Prosperine Drink Me Eat Me King of Hearts Mouse Tale Tweedledum   ** Priority scents!   Most likely accepting list Cat friendly scents: Alice, Medea, Dragon's Milk, Miskatonic U, Somnus, Bastet, Kunstkammer   Catalog Scents I want to try at some point Utrennyaya Versailles   Decants welcome: Panacea: Succor Tarot: World Tarot: The Fool Tarot: The Magician   LEs (in order, but will take out of order as well): Corazon, Graveyard Dirt, Mabon, Snowblind   Twilight Alchemy Lab: Temple: Egyptian, Firey Wall of Protection, Perpetuum Bonum, Hand of Hermes, Hymn to Pan, Peace, Clarity, Nine Muses, Concentration   Discontinued/Otherwise Difficult to Get: Virgo   Unreleased (have mercy on me): Schrodinger's Cat, Thou Art That, Mu, Daffodil SN   Keeping my eyes on: Hungry Ghost Moon 06 (June 11)
pensive

pensive

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littletingoddess' Blog
 

wrongfully imprisoned

I had a strange dream last night... in the dream, I was in jail. I don't know what it was that I had been arrested for, but I knew that it was something I didn't do. It was a small jail... think Mayberry, but not as folksy. No one there, the officers or guards, would listen to me. I kept telling them, I needed to get home to my daughter, that there was no one to take care of her, she's on a special diet, and someone would end up giving her the wrong kind of food. It was very frustrating, and I never did get out before I woke up.   I think that this was brought on by my reading about the West Memphis Three quite a bit lately. If you're not familiar with their case, please... go check it out.
littletingoddess

littletingoddess

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Port Wine and the Morning Star
 

Obligatory First Entry

Alas, Vicomte de Valmont, I am not fool enough to fall for your tricks a second time.   Jeez. What is it with florals? So few of them can I actually wear, and nothing, apparently, with violet, geranium or carnation. It's either stinky soap, rancid makeup, or baby powder. Nauseating. And they smell so nice on other people! It's a conspiracy. Only roses don't turn on me.   Geek, though . . . now that's a smell! Red-hot cinnamony slapped-around butt-groping sex. Now with leather!   Yes, this is going to be a random scent-thoughts journal, rather than a real news and updates journal (that would be at my livejournal account). I'll maunder here about things perfumey.
Naamah_Darling

Naamah_Darling

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This Old Snark
 

Extreme (Blog) Makeover

The Snarks are homeowners!   Snarky = ecstatic, The Mister = Already Thinking...   To commemorate this life-changing event, Snarky is tweaking her blog a bit to include documentation of the ongoing process of turning This Old House into their Home.   Snarky is still planning to keep with the third person format. She will most likely still throw in random fits of writerly aspiration. But the focus has shifted enough to warrant a re-chistening of this blog.   The Snarks are really, truly happy to have gotten through this first major hurdle toward housedom. Unfortunately, their new status started out with a Snakes on a Plane shakedown in the form of a break-in to their new house.   Apparently some bored, only mildly motivated hoodlums noticed the "SOLD" sign in front of the house and the fact that the previous owners had recently vacated. They took advantage of the occupancy lull and crowbarred their way into the empty house. After unsuccessfully attempting to wrench the sink disposal out of the kitchen, it appears they left empty handed. They even left the crowbar behind.   The Snarks are feeling a bit shaken by this. They've had car break ins in the past, but their home? Never. After talking with the neighbors, they feel a bit better. They're a (usually) watchful, mindful bunch.   Besides the obvious changes to the game plan (having the sellers purchase a new side door, installing anti-theft systems) they are now thinking that a Whole Hog style move in (rather than a piece-meal, dribs and drabs approach) would make them feel more secure about their few possessions.   What a way to get started! Nevertheless, The Snarks are determined to make crudites out of cruddy human nature and plan to gather fluff and twigs so that they can fuss and fidget until their nest feels Just Right.   The tenative plan for this weekend is to possibly purchase a nearly-new commercial grade elliptical machine for their gym/entertainment area in the basement. Though this fine piece of machinery is an amazing find on the Craigslist Portland site, it still is pricey enough to cause Snarky to reconsider her gym membership. If they can also find a decent set of free weights for cheap, she will hang up her wee courtesy towel for good and Sweat to the Oldies (or the Emos, or whatever else The Mister has going) at Home.   Snarky is also thinking about taking on the somewhat daunting task of refinishing the hardwood floor in the upstairs master bedroom suite. This might be as little as scruffing up the finish with steel wool and adding two coats of poly... or as much as renting a belt sander, floor buffer, and edger and spending two days stripping, scruffing, and recoating.   Either way, she thinks it will greatly improve the feel of the room and it will also be much less than the bamboo overhaul The Mister has been craving.   And with that bit of good/bad/good, this sleepy new homeowner is going to collapse into bed.
darkitysnark

darkitysnark

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Squash Soup
 

agressive florals of doom

I really really have trouble with straight up florals. Peony Moon is a great example of this. It smelled fantastic in the bottle, spicy and lightly floral, but when I put it on it turned into the evil floral headache from hell. My chemistry was like, oh hell no and smacked the bitch down. Oh well, not meant to be and apparently Beltane isn't either. It's not as angry but it's not pleasant either. I suppose two out of four is not bad for an LE order. That seems to be the trend with me anyway. My skin seems picky and rather elitist I think. It drinks up the LE scents that if I want more I'll have to sell my first born for but rejects nearly all catalog scents...okay not most but a ton! It did really like Enraged Bunny but that has other stuff in it. My skin does like roses though and that's kind of a surprise since I thought that I didn't like roses. Beth's roses though, are fantastic and non-migraine causing.   In other perfumey news I wore Underpants out for a brief time and while I didn't have people throwing themselves at me, how gauche of them I know, I thought I smelled rather delish. That's what counts anyway....although I'd like other people to acknowledge my fabulous smell once in awhile. I'm human after all.   Okay, now I seriously need to go wash off Beltane because my head is starting to throb. Damn flowers and their nasty ways!   By the way, I mentioned a livejournal last time but I neglected to give my user name. That's not because I'm hiding from you all...... It's 'jessiesquash' and I always welcome new friends. Just be warned that I'm a little crazy. It might be safer here where I'm restrained by board rules and such.
jessiesquash

jessiesquash

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Is Anybody Out There?
 

Happiness on a gloomy day

I'm feeling the weight of depression settling in on me this weekend, and I'm sort of afraid of falling back into that pit of awfulness. But! I got an awesome card from my switch witch, I'm preparing my switchee's package, and I've been trying Penance's tarts (and others) over the past couple of days. I love my tart burner. So! Goodness in my life:   -I'm very, very much in love with someone who is everything I want and need, all in one person, and I'm able to recognize how rare that is to find, and be awed.   -I'm NOT incapacitated by depression/anxiety. I'm in school, I'm doing things on my own- even things I don't particularly want to do, and I'm learning how to live life. I'm making mistakes, but who doesn't?   -There are these bunnies on my campus, which fill me with utter joy to see, and I tend to see them most every day. They are ADORABLE. I'm not in the midst of a huge metropolis or anything, but it's not exactly rural, either, so they're particularly exciting.   -I finally got a tart warmer thingy! And a ton of tea lights, because who knew they burnt out so quickly? But, yeah. So far I've tried a skindazzles Island Paradise one I got from Hawke last SW round (which was subtle and really, really pretty), Creme Brulee from 4 Fat Cats Wax Works (which I really like but the SO hates, sadly.), Peppercorn from 4FCWW which is amazing and lingers like you wouldn't believe, and I'm melting a Jack Frost from Yankee Candles that Hawke also sent me, and I haven't been out to sniff at the room yet, but I will. It smelled grand in the solid, though!   -I'm trying to teach myself to draw. I actually like some of the images I've sketched so far, which is... unusual. I would never describe myself as artistically talented by ANY stretch of the imagination. I started on the drawing kick as almost a joke, sort of inspired by my switchee (I'll explain once the round is over, in case she somehow stumbles across this), and found out that it was really soothing and I liked doing it overall. The SO has been really supportive.   -I'm changing my name! What's more is that I know what I want it to be, finally. I thought I knew, but when it came time to sign paperwork, it felt really awful. I've been trying to settle on something that's agreeable to both myself and the SO and sounds good with his last name, and I FINALLY found the right one. He brought it up, and it had been one I'd been too uncertain about to voice. I'm really excited about the namechange, anyway.   -Earlier this week, when I came home from school and got out of the car, I looked up at the sky and a thousand bits of cotton from cottonwood trees in the area were floating gently in the wind, and with the sun shining through them against the backdrop of a blue sky, they all looked like fairies, and it was breathtaking and I can't do it justice.   -I did really well on my last english essay. I'm getting more comfortable with the format of the class and with the people in the class. It's really more of a political science class, but as long as he is consistent with his course outline, I'll do well in the class.   -I got to hear the father of Fractals speak. (Which is all I'll say on the matter, because that's the most positive thing I can say about the experience, heh.)   -Despite the agony of giving up on Archaeology, I'm really enjoying the break between my classes. I've never done that before. I'm planning on doing it again in the fall.   -My wedding invitations are done! (They're not sent off yet, and they're not what I wanted them to be, but they're done.) This is cause for much rejoicing.   -I've found stuff for the bridesmaids, flower girls, and other people to wear, and my mother found a dress she loves. I'm excited.   -I've made it through half the quarter.   -I got a postcard from my switch witch today!   -Paris was eliminated from American Idol, and while it's sad for her, she's really the only one I felt deserved to go at this stage.   ...Yeah, I'm done. Heh.
smallvoice

smallvoice

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Slave1's Blog
 

Colorado Meet-N-Sniff this Sunday May 7th

Just a quick note...   Well... I know it hasn't been that long, but I've had several people asking to do another Meet-N-Sniff, and since I just got the amazing C12 Limited Edition blends, this would be a great time for everyone to get to sniff them.   COLORADO BPAL MEET-N-SNIFF Sunday May 7th 2:00pm @ Cafe Netherworld 13th and Pennsylvania Cap Hill, Denver   Feel free to bring whatever you'd like... imps, bottles, your whole collection or just stuff you want to swap... whatever seems best to you. Cafe Netherworld is a wonderful cafe/coffeehouse/bar. They serve New Orleans styled food, adult beverages and coffee of course. They have a great staff who love love us and actually asked us to come back because they miss us and of course they play some super fun music to keep us chipper. They even provide cups of coffee beans to clear our sniffers!   Please reply here if you plan to come because I need RSVP's so I can let the cafe know how many of us to expect. They set aside a table for us.   RSVP'd from LJ slave1 graygirl kimonthejourney arcanemyst pyrotech_c3h8 destinymanifest the_only_babbs goth_hobbit phenobarbiedoll divinemissa 3ofswords __meltdown asphyx_impetus   RSVP'd from the Forums: Nightbird PennyPretty LunaSea   Thanks everyone!!!
slave1

slave1

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The Road to Santiago
 

Manic preparations and weirdness.

In ten days, I leave for a six-week trip to south-western France, where I will be conducting research for my Ph.D. dissertation. I'm going alone and I'll be traveling by bicycle within France along part of the medieval pilgrimage route that runs from Tours to Santiago de Compostela in Spain. This is either going to be an extremely meaningful period of introspection and personal growth for me, or I'm going to drive myself nuts before I'm done.   The basis of my dissertation is to construct and decipher a vernacular lexicon comprised of marginal sculpture on twelfth-century churces along this route, concentrating particularly on the use obscene or profane figures. Unfortunatley, the guidelines of the BPAL blogs specifically prohibit the posting of obscene and profane material (no mention of whether 900 year old obscenity counts), so I most likely won't be posting photos of those elements. However, I'll try to link to outside sources like Flickr for the real meaty stuff.   I'm totally packed except for my laptop, my toothpaste, my makeup, and my jammies. I'm shipping my bike over on Tuesday, so it will be waiting for me when I arrive. For the most part, I'm zombified. I'm so ready to go, so ready to be on the road with my camera, and yet I've been having some really severe panic attacks. I'm sure this has to do with my pathological fear of flying. I've not been on a plane since 1993, and in that case, the woman behind me gave me a valium so I'd chill out. Being a control freak can be majorly detrimetal to one's mental health.   So tonight, I'm going to a departmental awards ceremony where I'm getting a nice chunk of change ($4500!) to pay for a lot this trip. And maybe therapy after being alone with myself for so long.   More later...
Heretic

Heretic

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Squash Soup
 

cake or death.....?

So how many blogs does one girl need? Well apparently if you're me, you need at least two. I am a livejournal fiend but I've found that very few of my friends care about my obsession with BPAL and even if they did, I'm sure they don't want to me to talk about it ALL the time! So, new blog hidden amongst other blogs of my fellow bpaladdicts. *group hug*   So today I FINALLY received my 4/1 order and it was delicious! It contained Underpants, Beltane, Enraged Bunny Musk and an imp pack. I tried Underpants first because I was desperate to know if the sandalwood and I would finally make peace with each other. Amazingly, yes! It smells scrumptious!!!!!!!!!! How about a few more....!!!!!!!! Fantastic! I just keep crushing my nose against my wrists and all in my cleavage like I'm starving and there's is a piece of moist carrot cake hidden there somewhere....ooh that sounds good! Okay, I get distracted I know. I think that's part of my charm.   I'll just leave you with a quick thought: Does anyone else get the urge sometimes to just slather themselves in bpal and roll around naked until you're covered from head to toe with it and then run around screaming, "smell me I'm tasty!".......just me, huh? Oh well. I will now end this ridiculous and pointless post and let you get back to your regularly scheduled sanity.   Au Revoir!
jessiesquash

jessiesquash

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