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[Nov. 15th, 2009|11:24 pm] |
2 years of history, time heals wound. In a brief second I closed the chapter without a second thought. Hardly irrational, the most mature decision I've taken to date Relief, this time its a clean break. No tears, no strings attached. Thank you. |
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| Restoration London: Everyday Life In London 1660 - 1670 by Liza Picard |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|12:52 pm] |
The Blurb On The Back:
How did you clean your teeth in the 1600s? What make-up did you wear? What pets did you keep?
Making use of every possible contemporary source, Liza Picard presents an engrossing picture of daily life in London in the decade between 1660 and 1670: the streets, houses and gardens; cooking, housework, laundry and shopping; clothes and jewellery, cosmetics and hairdressing; medicine, sex education, hobbies and etiquette; law and crime, religion and popular belief. The London of 300 years ago is brought vividly (and sometimes horrifyingly) to life.
( The Review (Cut For Spoilers): )
The Verdict:
This is a fascinating and comprehensive introduction to the period and one that anyone with an interest in social history should check out.
This review was cross-posted to bookworming. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|07:37 pm] |
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I really wish people would stop pretending to like me when really they're just trying to get into my intellectual pants. |
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| Faust |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|03:31 am] |
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| | If My Heart Was A House - Owl City | ] | Following are all quotes from Faust by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. It's a fantastic story.
"I say to you, give more and more and always more, and then you cannot miss by very much." Lines 129-130
"Labor steadily, because you must." Line 230
"Man will stray so long as he strives." Line 317
"I always strive for erudition; I know a lot, it's true, but I must know it all." Lines 600-601
"The finished man, you know, is difficult to please, a growing mind will ever show you gratitude." Lines 182-183
"Then let me live those years again when I could still mature and grow, when songs gushed up as from a spring that ceaselessly renewed itself within, when all the world was veiled in mist and every bud concealed a miracle, when I gathered up a thousand flowers that richly decked the slopes and fields - then I had nothing, yet I had enough: a yen for phantoms, and an urge for truth. Give me back my unconstrained desires, my deep and painful time of bliss, the strength of hate, the force of love, give me back my youth again!" Lines 184-197 |
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| dear 2am. |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|12:00 am] |
i know we haven't spoken in a while.
& you're probably thinking that i'm bad at commitment. you know being a boy and all
you probably think you were just another quick & short lived infatuation like you were good adventures & pictures & kisses and then i got bored
you probably think that i forgot all about you and you have probably moved on
but honestly it's really just that i am still all make believe still all caught up in taking pictures conversations with strangers and coffee with spanish college professors
and really, it's just that i always get too tired or drunk to stay up and post past 2am these days. and you probably don't even know how much i hate that.
you mean a good deal to me.
mostly, because you feel like an infinite void. a void of voices that may or may not choose to speak; upon reading this a void of laughter and tears and questions and crying a void of feelings and thoughts that are not my own
and, god, how good it is to know that there are more people in the world that feel god, how good it is to know that you feel
and, yes, it is not 2am. but, and i mean this respectfully, fuck that for the moment i need to say something.
whether or not i really have anything to say
i am drinking red wine and vodka, gin, and squirt
i am smoking camel 9's that someone gave to me
i am on my porch on my laptop in the freezing fucking cold with headphones on [listening to 'right away, great captain']
i am probably drunk and probably colder than i am drunk but, it is very important to me right now that you know that i care
and, yes, i know that it's not the kind of care that you need not the touch or breath or kiss that you need
but, i do care.
i care about the melodramatic posts of stupid, fucking boys or girls that treated you wrongly. and the missed calls. and the questions about futures. and the nonsensical poems that i write. and tales from india and lives once lived.
i do.
so. i'm sorry i've been bad about all this communication business. and i'm sorry it's not yet 2am. but, i promise i will still be up at that point. and i hope you are all lovely.
such small eyes for such a great, big world.
lovelovelove. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|01:17 am] |
In chaos there is fertility. - The diary of Anais Nin, Vol.1 |
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| Master and Man |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|01:02 am] |
He couldn't stay still; he wanted to get up and busy himself with something, to choke back the fear rising in him, against which he felt quite powerless... |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|12:42 am] |
The backseat never felt this comfortable, and in your arms it feels like I’m home. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|08:46 pm] |
"Promise me you'll always remember you're braver than you believe and stronger than you seem and smarter than you think." -Christopher Robin (Winnie The Pooh) |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|11:38 pm] |
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I can learn to love him, right? No such thing as love at first sight. |
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| dear media and businesses- |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|09:58 pm] |
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christmas- my favorite time of year. however, it's waaaaay early for holiday stuff. just saying. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2009|09:47 pm] |
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This time I'm going to beat him to the punch. I swear by my Clan{destine}. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|10:33 pm] |
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| | Lady Gaga~Paparazzi {acoustic version} | ] | at my boyfriends parents house and my vag itches i should have used preperation h |
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| silly jail bait. |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|07:15 pm] |
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| | " jumper " - third eye blind | ] | i can't wait until i am 18. older guys just seem way more attractive now. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|09:51 pm] |
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and it rings and it rings and it rings and my heart is pounding and i am holding my breath, and my face begins to get hot, and i start to get nervous, and a million thoughts are racing through my mind. and it rings and it rings and it rings, and you don't answer. you don't answer. |
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| Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|05:12 pm] |
I think I could turn and live with animals, they're so placid and self contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the earth. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|04:59 pm] |
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For the lulz:
You: FAP FAP FAP Stranger: STRANGER DANGER! Your conversational partner has disconnected. |
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