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  • Aug. 20th, 2008 at 10:15 PM
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Look up your birthday in wikipedia.
Pick 4 events, 3 births, 2 deaths and 1 holiday

6th July

Events:
1189 - Richard the Lionheart is crowned King of England.
1415 - Jan Hus is burned at the stake.
1609 - Bohemia is granted freedom of religion.
1942 - Anne Frank and her family went into hiding in the "Secret Annexe" above her father's office in an Amsterdam warehouse.

Births:
1907 - Frida Kahlo, Mexican painter
1925 - Bill Haley, American singer
1987 - Kate Nash, English singer/songwriter

Deaths:
1975 - Ruffian, American racehorse
1976 - Fritz Lenz, German geneticist

Holiday:
Malawi - Independence Day (1964)

Tarot

  • Jul. 31st, 2008 at 12:23 PM
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You are The High Priestess


Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.


The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods.


What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.






Just wanted somewhere to put this...

Tender

  • Jun. 19th, 2008 at 12:42 PM
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1. What do you want to be when you grow up?:

Personality - Virgin Souls

2. What kind of dreams do you have?:

Cherry Lips - Garbage

3. What do you think of Christmas?:

Oh! My Mama - Alela Diane

4. What are your current thoughts?:

Farewell Song To Rocky Dennis - Jens Lekman

5. What would you say to the person you liked?:

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight - The Postal Service

6. What do people think of you?:

The Love Cats - The Cure

7. What is you favourite possession?:

Breathe In - Frou Frou

8. What do you do in the evenings?:

Policy Of Truth - Depeche Mode

9. How do you say goodbye to your friends?:

Pour Some Hot Sugar (Mims vs. Def Leppard) - A Plus D

10. How do you say goodbye to the person you like?:

Whole Lotta Love - Led Zeppelin

11. What would you use to kill someone?:

The Shit Song - Kate Nash

12. What would you like you bf/gf to be?:

Mistress - Inara George (Will you take me as your mistress? Could you ever love a mistress? It never feels the same.)

13. What do you think of life?:

Heroes - David Bowie

14. What do you do for your friends on their birthday?:

Dedicated Followers Of Fashion - The Kinks

15. Who is your best friend?

Banjo & Violin - The Audreys

16. What's happening right now?

Whither Must I Wander - Martha Wainwright  (Birds come and cry there and twitter in the chimney, but I go for ever and come again no more)

17. What do you often shout to people?:

The Prayer - Bloc Party

18. What is you current mood?:

Les Meilleurs Ennemis - Zazie & Pascal Obispo (trans: The Best Enemies)

19. What did you do last night?:

Ghetto Of My Mind - Rickie Lee Jones (Hey we wild it up, wild it up)

20. Which possession do you use most often?:

Because - The Beatles (Conjunctions?!)

21. What did you do last time you got drunk?:

Sprout and the Bean - Joanna Newsom (I railed and I raved)

22. What is the meaning of a funeral?:

One By One All Day - The Shins

23. What are you scared of?:

Knife - Grizzly Bear

24. What hurts you the most?:

My Tired Feet - Alela Diane (LOL)

25. What do you want to do when you see someone you hate?:

I Love You - The Pipettes (I don't think so...)

26. What has one of your friends done?:

Back In The Day (Puff) - Erykah Badu

27. Where would you rather be?:

Mushaboom (Live Acoustic) - Feist  (Planting lilacs and buttercups...)

28. Your bf/gf is?:

Dazed and Confused - Led Zeppelin

29. Your favourite food is?:

Smiley Faces - Gnarls Barkley (nom nom nom)

30. What do you hate the most?:

Come Back Margaret - Camera Obscura

31. What do you think of the quiz so far?:

Happy Feet - Paolo Conte

32. What do you spend the night doing?:

Shake Shake - Tilly and the Wall

33. What do you get sick of doing?:

Just Like A Woman - Jeff Buckley

34. Where is your best friend now?:

I Can't Quit You Baby - Led Zeppelin (Work!)

35. Angels or devils?:

China Girl - David Bowie

36. What do you say to anyone who enters your house?:

What Does Your Soul Look Like? - DJ Shadow

37. What were your favourite lessons at school?:

L'excessive - Carla Bruni

38. What do you think of people in general?:

Big Time Sensuality - Bjork

39. When was the worst day of your life?:

Walking With A Ghost - The White Stripes

40. What was the last thing you said to someone?:

Friend Of The Night - Mogwai

41. Do you play an instrument?:

This Is Everything - Tegan and Sara

42. What do you want at the moment?:

Holland, 1945 - Neutral Milk Hotel

43. What do you want to do right now?:

Possible Harm - Pony Up! (Look kids i think that she's feeling, or is she numb? This is me without charm.)

44. What did you buy yesterday?:

Waiting - Roger Glover (Well, I did buy a metcard...)

45. What do you think of today?:

One Step Ahead - Amiel

46. What do you think of your neighbours?:

Concrete And Clay - Martin Plaza

47. What do you think of heaven and hell?:

Failure - Laura Marling

48. What is your biggest goal?:

Hooker - Regina Spektor (o_O)

49. What do you enjoy experiencing?:

Waltz #2 - Elliot Smith

50. What will you repost this as?:

Tender - Blur
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Stolen from the charming [info]xutraa

1. Go to http://quotationspage.com/random.php3

2. Read until you find five quotes that speak your truth.

3. Copy them into your post


A life of pleasure makes even the strongest mind frivolous at last.
Edward Bulwer-Lytton (1803 - 1873)
We are told that talent creates its own opportunities. But it sometimes seems that intense desire creates not only its own opportunities, but its own talents.
Eric Hoffer (1902 - 1983)

Maps encourage boldness. They're like cryptic love letters. They make anything seem possible.
Mark Jenkins, "To Timbuktu"

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
Edgar Allan Poe (1809 - 1849), "Eleonora"

Sometimes when you innovate, you make mistakes. It is best to admit them quickly, and get on with improving your other innovations.
Steve Jobs (1955 - )

Because all the cool kids are doing it...

  • Apr. 25th, 2007 at 8:09 PM
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Comment and I'll:

1 - Tell you why I friended you.
2 - Associate you with a song/film.
3 - Tell a random fact about you.
4 - Tell a first memory about you.
5 - Associate you with a character/pairing/something or other. I'll be creative.
6 - Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
7 - Tell you my favorite user pic of yours [if it pertains].
8 - In retort, you can spread this disease in your LJ or blog if you would like

Why?

  • Apr. 18th, 2007 at 11:13 PM
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Why again? Why now? Why?

 

I had such a good weekend. The play went well despite some glitches. I had a fabulous time with Jessie, Matty, Paulie and Moose. Life was good.

 

Then I woke up on Monday morning feeling a little odd, thought nothing of it, ate some breakfast, threw it up along with some blood, went to work and collapsed on the lab floor. I have no idea how long I was out for, Tim had been in the office and found me there when he returned. I’m sure it wouldn’t have been long… but it was still fucking scary. Carol looked after me and took me to the staff room. I was shaking for at least an hour, sitting there with my optometrist bosses trying to be doctors and diagnosing me. One is convinced I have the same condition he has, he faints sometimes if he eats the wrong foods. I thought I’d be okay and keep working through the day, but there must have been a dagger in the ham and cheese roll I had for lunch that promptly began cutting up my insides. Tim drove me home. Claire picked me up later on to take me to the doctor. Doc gave me some tablets he gives people with stomach ulcers to settle my stomach and told me if I throw up again he’ll stick a camera down my throat and have a peek. I haven’t thrown up thank goodness but I’m still not right, everything I eat hurts. I haven’t been at work, I’ve just been sleeping through the pain. Gotta love pain killers. I dunno what will happen, I’m trying to get in to the docs again. It just feels like 2005 all over again. I thought I was better. I’ll probably have to go back on a diet of no dairy, nothing acidic, no bread, no alcohol and a multitude of tablets that don’t seem to do a thing. Bah! I’m so frustrated. I’ve been good, been eating fruit and veggies and muesli, taking multi-vitamins and oxygen supplements. I’d dropped to half the dose of my meds. Now I’m back up again.

 

Fuck fuck fuck.

 

Lucky I have Beatrix, she is giving me so many cuddles. Cats can sense so much. As I’m lying on the floor writing this she’s curled up on my back twitching in her freaky REM sleep.

 

I wish I was just experiencing some freaky REM sleep and I could wake up healthy.

 

I’m scared.

Oh Daphne, where are you?

  • Nov. 4th, 2006 at 11:51 PM
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I cannot find my iPod



I feel as though I have lost a limb
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Here's a quizzy thingy yoinked from [info]xutraa instead!





Nightens all!

Lively Eyes

  • Oct. 5th, 2006 at 11:01 PM
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Today a beautiful lady with dementia told me I had a lovely smile and pretty earrings. I had the privilege of meeting her while taking a bifocal measurement. She tried her hardest to look into my eyes but her gaze drifted to my earrings several times. She had the loveliest smile and the liveliest eyes I saw today.

Oh to be a writer...

  • Oct. 2nd, 2006 at 8:43 PM
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To be able to express oneself accurately through words must be a marvellous thing. Everything I write seems fake upon reading it. I have come to livejournal to start anew although I know I will tire of it. Wherever I write becomes tainted. I need a form of expression. I have to put it out there. There's nowhere else to go. Song writing comes and goes. And I'll never have the confidence to share anything I've written anyway. I long for someone to talk to. A friend with whom I can share whatever random thing happened in my day. Someone I just "click" with however corny that may sound, we all know what it feels like. There are so many people I have "clicked" with before but I don't know how to get that back. I don't know if I can. I have shut myself off from everything and everyone I know and love and I don't know how to open the door again. I don't know how to be there for others and I don't know how to let others be there for me...

Anyone have a bottle opener? I'm full to the brim.