I haven't done this for a couple of years. Why does it still make me laugh?!

This brought me srs lulz :)

Ever had a day where nothing went right? Well that was me today. Lucky I had things at home to make me smile :D

Buffy: Spike and I are getting married!
Xander: How? What? How?
Giles: Three excellent questions.

When you see this, post another Buffy quote in your LJ. Let's see how long this can go on.

In those years, people will say, we lost track,
of the meaning of we, of you,
we found ourselves
reduced to I
and the whole thing became
silly, ironic, terrible:
we were trying to live a personal life
and yes, that was the only life
we could bear witness to

But the great dark birds of history screamed and plunged
into our personal weather
They were headed somewhere else but their beaks and pinions drove
along the shore, through rages of fog
where we stood, saying I

-- Adrienne Rich

+ Oh yeah, new layout (again). Yep, that's me on the beach in Thailand :) I really like this one, it's probably my favourite so far. It's so calming with all of the blues and greens :)

Exultation is the going
Of an inland soul to sea,
Past the houses, past the headlands,
Into deep eternity.

Bred as we, among the mountains,
Can the sailor understand
The divine intoxication
Of the first league out from land?

-- Emily Dickinson

To drift with every passion till my soul
Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play,
Is it for this that I have given away
Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control?
Methinks my life is a twice-written scroll
Scrawled over on some boyish holiday
With idle songs for pipe and virelay,
Which do but mar the secret of the whole.

Surely there was a time I might have trod
The sunlit heights, and from life's dissonance
Struck one clear chord to reach the ears of God.
Is that time dead? lo! with a little rod
I did but touch the honey of romance-
And must I lose a soul's inheritance?

-- Oscar Wilde

I dreamed I called you on the telephone
to say: be kinder to yourself
but you were sick and would not answer

The waste of my love goes on this way
trying to save you from yourself

I have always wondered about the left-over
energy, the way water goes rushing down a hill
long after the rains have stopped

or the fire you want to go to bed from
but cannot leave, burning-down but not burnt-down
the red coals more extreme, more curious
in their flashing and dying
than you wish they were
sitting long after midnight

-- Adrienne Rich