tuneage: Tokyo Police Club - “Bambi”
Active Child - “I’m In Your Church At Night”
Re vera, cara mea, mea nil refert. Noli nothis permittere te terere!
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.– Aristotle
this one is for you
grumble grumble grumble...
i don’t really know why, but i feel like i am in a sour mood today. thumbs down. I just want to go home and hide under the quilt and read scary stories to tell in the dark, and make funny faces at all the people i pass on the way. maybe it’s because i didn’t sleep well. i had crazy dreams of blood sucking caterpillars feeding off of my head. i can imagine how i looked in bed,...
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter...– Dr. Seuss
if it is true...
…that “love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence,” then love truly is a battlefield. maybe taken a bit out of context— i believe that i am in love with both imagination and intelligence. therefore within me is a constant struggle. the age old battle of who i am versus who i could be. next month i will be 24. i had imagined so much more.
There is no remedy for love but to love more.– Thoreau
I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.– Claude Monet
i just bid on 5 different orchids that are all ending within the next 15 hours… that will be around 1:00am tomorrow morning. ah. they are all incredibly low priced as of now. and half of them are buy one get one free. though some are smaller 2inch plants that may take up to 12 months to bloom. i think it will be miraculous when they do. they all have the most lovely flowers. and if i win, i...
Pithy Latin Expresstions
No Way - Nullo Modo Read my lips - Labra Lege A done deal - Pactum Factum Fat chance - Fors Fortis Accidentally on purpose - Casu Consulto In a world of hurt - Todus Anctus Hopefully - Utinam
Phone conversation I just had:
Me: ____________ Maid Services, this is Lara. How may I help you?
Guy: Is this a cleaning company?
Me: Yes Sir.
Guy: This is __________, and I run a production company called ___________, I need a quote for cleaning.
Me: Alright, what type of services will you be needing?
Guy: I just need one room cleaned, actually. What's the charge for that?
Me: Well, for something like that it would be a charge by the hour. If it is just one room it shouldn't take too long.
Guy: Does it matter what the condition of the room is?
Me: Um... What is the condition of the room, Sir?
Guy: Well, it is a hotel room. As I said, I work for a production company, and well... we make ______ movies. It is a mess.
Me: Well, Sir, I'll have to ask you if there are... are there any bodily fluids present in the room?
Guy: Yes... a lot. There is _______ everywhere... Do you know what that is?
Me: I'm not sure, but---
Guy: I can tell you, if you want to know.
Me: I would be more comfortable assuming, Sir.
Guy: I don't mean to make you uncomfortable.
Me: I am sorry, Sir, but we cannot provide that type of service. If you would like me to refer you to some one who might be able to help you...
Guy: Yes, thank you... I'm sorry.
Me: ___________ Cleaners should be able to provide that type of service, their number is __________.
Guy: Thank you for your help, I've got to go.
Lara: You're welcome, Sir. Have a good day.
Gillian Jacob's playlist →
This is actually a pretty awesome play list… I mean, I expect nothing more from my girl, Brita, on “Community.” With tracks from Paul Simon to Jay-Z, how can you go wrong? Season Finale of Community this Thursday on NBC.
We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes...– Abraham Lincoln
another bag of bones...
It’s a brushfire spreading, feeding as it moves It’s a disappeared glacier, it’s an airborne flu It’s your disbelieving eyes locked in concrete miles It’s your yawning conscious and your lawyer’s smile It’s an occupied country, foaming at the mouth No smoking gun, no mushroom cloud It’s a military mother with a boy in hell And it’s a flag draped casket down an oil well It’s an Argentina...
In what oyster did I want to be a grain of sand?– Yann Martel
All my hurts, my garden spade can heal– Ralph Waldo Emerson
D.C.: Lloyd, why do you have to be like this?
Lloyd Dobler: 'Cause I'm a guy. I have pride.
Corey Flood: You're not a guy.
Lloyd Dobler: I am.
Corey Flood: No. The world is full of guys. Be a man. Don't be a guy.
and all the leaves were green...
i wish i had more things sprouted and ready to plant by now. i have three large bags of wildflower seeds that are whispering guerrilla gardening thoughts into my head. i think i might ravish the park near my house with some sprinkled color. or maybe this damp overgrown ditch near my office could use a little sprucing up. and there is a little someone who wants me to get something...