Aug 28th, 2005 Posted in miscellaneous | no comment »
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“We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”
“How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!”
“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:
Of shoes, and ships, and sealing wax,
Of cabbages, and kings.
And why the sea is boiling hot,
And whether pigs have wings.”
Aug 28th, 2005 Posted in cats, furkids, rabbits | 2 comments »
Stephanie was reaching into the rabbits’ cage and “petting” Rex on the head. She was literally using her paw to run down Rex’s forehead. I have a feeling she wanted to play with his ears (she does this when he’s out), but it was so cute to see her trying to play with her buddy.
Rex, meanwhile, did not once move from his salad.
Aug 28th, 2005 Posted in miscellaneous | no comment »
you should see the stars tonight
how they shimmer shine so bright
against the black they look so white
comin’ down from such a height
to reach me now, reach me now
you should see the moon in the flight
cuttin’ cross the misty night
softly dancin’ in sunshine
reflections of this light
reach me now, you reach me now
I am not tired. I passed that point many, many hours ago. I am functionally exhausted. I think my higher brain functions went out the window somewhere around one o’clock this morning, and I don’t know how I am going to stay awake through the sermon today without some kind of caffeine drip.
Somewhere in an old post, I said “It’s when I’m hovering between sleep and awake that I am at my most introspective”. Wonder why that is…
I can’t close my eyes, or allow even a tantalizing taste of sleep. It’s pretty bad when you imagine what it would be like to curl up under the covers. But a little nap won’t replenish what I have deprived myself of. So I’ll just have to keep my eyelids open until I can close them again for a good ten to twelve hours.
The physical stuff is just adding to it, I know. That deep-down weariness that makes it seem like you’ve never been well rested.
I’m living on Ibuprofen again…I hate that. The pain is fierce, and I unconsciously draw a sharp breath when the offending joint is pushed too far. But the pain is also dull. Achy. My body protests, as though I have overworked it. Going out to the movies and shopping for cat food should not be strenuous. Not for a 20 year old.
I ate…better today. I’m going to start making my morning smoothies again, and try to do better about drinking my water.
I’ve also got to get enough sleep. No one likes a functionally exhausted Emily.
Aug 27th, 2005 Posted in miscellaneous | no comment »
Just callin’ to tell you how much I love you, and how much I’m going to miss you these next fews months. You’re just the bomb diggity, my friend, it won’t be the same if you’re not around. I know you’re going to have a blast at college, and make lots of friends. Try to think of me at least, oh I don’t know, once a week or so. Just so I know you care. Good luck with your classes, and I want to hear that you kicked some major Tai Chi butt! *hooah*
But seriously, I am going to miss you. Like the flower misses the sun. Like a hot dog misses ketchup. Like a nose misses a booger. Kayla, you are my sun ketchup booger. I wrote you a poem to share just how much you mean to me:
Polka dots and gerbera daisies,
Ska can make you dance like crazy,
But not as cool as Patrick Swayze,
Kayla Nelson, I love you.
Chocolate covered coffee beans,
You’re not calm by any means,
You wouldn’t make it in the Marines,
Kayla Nelson, I love you.
Zucchini, alfalfa, Who’s Line is it Anyway?
You’re quick to put your thumbs up so you don’t have to pray,
And liking rainbows does NOT mean you’re gay
Kayla Nelson, I love you.
Running barefoot through the snow,
Mocking Bernie, “Eh, don’tcha know?”
Busy, non-stop, go, go, go
Kayla Nelson, I love you
Romania and New Year’s Eve,
Because of book club you’re not so naive,
I’m really sad you had to leave,
Kayla Nelson, I love you.
Pill pooper, fudge muffins, FYI
We’re going to Vermont, and you know why
T-women forever, until we die
Kayla Nelson, I love you.
Aug 26th, 2005 Posted in miscellaneous | no comment »
Alas, there will be no Claudia Black on this week’s Stargate SG:1. She’s a truly talented actress, and I really enjoyed what she brought to the show. She will be missed. Not that I’m complaining, mind you…
I still get to enjoy Ben Browder and Michael Shanks on the same screen 
It’s up to the writers now to prove whether or not they’ve completely lost the knack for character development. I don’t know if I can ever get used to SG:1-sans-Jack, but still, it will be nice to see the character of Sam develop without that darn urst (I never was a big fan of Sam/Jack ship, so sue me…)
And with the past six weeks focusing on the the delightfully naughty, yet short-lived character of Vala, the newest commander of the SGC’s flagship team has barely been a footnote. I’m sure that to know him is to love him, I just wish the writers would give us a chance.
