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Prompt - In a rich man's world

If you won $100 this afternoon, what would you do with it?

I would spend it on books. Just go to Mary Ryan's or Avid Reader and splurge! While I was buying textbooks and dossiers yesterday I kept eyeing off all these books. Travel books, collected works, oh boy. I think an expedition is in order when I get my scholarship money! I'll also need sewing supplies. Hmmm...the sewing machine itself could be pretty exxy. Maybe I'll ask around. My aunt might have an old one she could sell me. I want to make a goth velvet choker soon.

If I didn't spend it on books then I would buy lots of seedlings to go in my garden. My boyfriend has talked about doing up the garden back home. There's nothing growing in there now, but we have two areas of the yard fenced off. If we're living together next year I'm looking forward to starting up a garden together. He loves bulbs and foliage plants. I'm more into flowers and vegies. Apart from zinnias and marigolds I've never really grown flowers before. Those were mainly for pest control anyway.


meme lifted from bittermoss

1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. With who?

2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal is it?

3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?

4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing and before you is your dream house. Describe it.

5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?

6. You enter the house. You walk in to the dining room and see the dining room table. What do you see on AND around it?

7. You exit the house and a cup is on the ground, what kind is it?

8. What do you do with the cup?

9. You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What kind of body of water is it?

10. How will you cross the water?

My answers:

1. A white unicorn...doesn't exactly make sense. Maybe animals are the most important to me?

2. Already seen it ... the unicorn.

3. I walk up to it, it's now standing in a clearing, facing me. I walk closer until I'm leaning my head against its forehead, we stand like that for an intense moment, I'm stroking it's mane at the same time. It feels as though we understand each other. Then we walk together.

4. It looks like it was built in Shakespeare's time. White walls, gables, thatched roof. It has vines growing over it and flowers around it and growing in window boxes. There is a vegetable patch at the back.

5. There is no fence, just moss either side of a dirt path leading up to the house.

6. Inside the house there is a carpet of moss. Behind the table is an old tree, growing up through the roof. The ground is shaped to provide shelves and stairways. On the table is a pot overflowing with flowers.

7. The cup is a large silver goblet, slightly dirty.

8. I pick up the cup, wash it and sit down on the front step and hold it, tracing the ornate handles. Finally I put it on the table.

9. Right behind the house is a fast flowing clear stream. It's not very wide, but it's bubbling and rushing down the slope. There is a never-ending supply of water ;P

10. I see no need to cross the stream...I just sit at the edge and dangle my legs in it, throwing droplets of water over my head in joy.


sweet fondue

I had a lovely indoor picnic yesterday with bittermoss. Delicious vegie burgers with bubbly iced tea followed by strawberries dipped in melted chocolate. A repast to remember! We watched "The Libertine" and "Hedwig and the Angry Inch" while chasing baby strawberries round the bowl. "The Libertine" was a real disappointment. Bittermoss and I spent most of the movie just waiting for the second Earl of Rochester to die from syphilis. Not the best Johnny Depp flick we've ever seen. Bittermoss introduced me to the film extravaganza of Hedwig after that. Now that was a hit. Ba dabada bada ...

My weekend is shaping up to be pretty quiet. Just some Will & Grace while I crank up the fondue kit again and see if banana works. Wish it would rain, though. The clouds seem to be hanging so low in the sky I could almost reach out and touch them. Nothing better than a day spent curled up under the covers with two or three books, watching the rain through a window.


Your Personality Is Like Acid

A bit wacky, you're very difficult to predict.
One moment you're in your own little happy universe...
And the next, you're on a bad trip to your own personal hell!

The Candy Heart You Should Give Is:

To: my boyfriend
From: rosalindblue

You Are a Punk Rocker!

When it comes to rock, you don't follow any rules
You know that rocking out is all about taking down the man
You've got an incredible stage presence and rock persona
You scare moms, make bad girls (or boys) swoon, and live life on the edge!

You Are Surrealism

Dreamy and idealistic, you've created a world that is all your own.
It's very likely that you've either dabbled in drugs or are naturally trippy.
You are always trying to push beyond the boundaries of your culture and society.
You believe that art, love, and freedom can change the world.


The Open Door

Went to the Evanescence concert last night with malren and one of his workmates.

Such a good concert! Shihad played first. : ) Then *gasp* ... the main event. Sooooo good live - her voice is so strong and expressive. She looked like she was having so much fun on stage. : ) Just wish my computer didn't sound so damn tinny. The volume and quality of music was pretty impressive last night! I'm still kind of deaf!!!! My lungs and burning today from all the screams of approval. I can't actually believe I was there yet. Next time, though, I want to be well enough to stand down the front. Amy threw her wrist cuffs into the pit early on ... *sigh*. The only thing I was disappointed with was that practically no-one in the seats stood up. I thought that people would have got up for at least one song. I could barely stay still, despite being pretty tired. I walked away feeling so high.

So I think I'll be going to more concerts and back to Faith sometime soon. ; )

Ravishing One Supplying Arousing Loving and Intense, Naughty Delights

The Open Door

Back in Brisbane.

So much news...not enough time yet.

For the moment: 1. I moved out of college ... YAAAAYY!!!
2. I'm going to an Evanescence concert tomorrow night.

I will post properly later.

Ravishing One Supplying Arousing Loving and Intense, Naughty Delights

bye bye

I'm leaving tonight so I'll be out of reach by the internet for the next couple of months. I look forward to catching up again in the new year.

Cheers... hope you all have a wonderful time in the next year!!!

I'll miss you!


there is just too much to do before i go home.

my mother died five years ago, come next wednesday. i don't have time to give up on that day and grieve. i'm doing it now, but i don''t have time to just sit and cry like i want to. i have to fit it around packing up all the memories and treasures and junk I've accumulated over the past three years in my room.

i have three big research topics over the summer. will it be too much for me?

why is she gone? why can't she see me now ... see how I've grown. why can't she see me at uni...where she always hoped I'd go. why can't she be here while i'm about to suceed? why can't she be in Brisbane now, reminding me to study? why can't she be here so I can feel her head against my shoulder? *crying, obviously*

why does it hurt so deep that crying doesn't even scrape the surface? why is it that i'll be here in bris so I'll have to attempt to talk with my father on the phone and drink a toast to my mother with him? why is she rotting in the ground instead of being the loving person she was? why is she there? why isn't she here to look after me when I'm sick (esp hypothyroidism). how will i cope when I really am alone? i'm terrified of being alone. my friends are friends. they are there for me in so many ways...and they are beautiful people, .. but family is family. i am blessed with great parents....i am so grateful for all the days i had with her..but I want more. i just want to see her again and hug her and tell her again how much i love her...and apologise for all the crappiness in her life.

I gave her a bookmark not long before she died. She gave it back to me...crying. she knew she was dying in a way. i can't imagine how fucking awful that would have felt. to know you're leaving this world and all the people and animals and places you love in it.

this is what the bookmark has on it: no wonder it made her cry. but why did she have to give it back to me to keep. "a mother's love is like a sweet flower that blooms forever inside the heart"

[needed to type all this down and get it out of my system for the moment. i'll be fine, i just need to express it. i just hope she is with all the animals and people she loved in life, having a cold beer and joking in her way.]

drunken-ness and protestations

Rosalind is berry happy! And dwunk! ....

I'm heading along to the protest tomorrow @ Southbank (against IR laws). I'm glad that I'll be in Bris for it! Hope it will help. Should be a pretty big turn-out.


ira hayes

The film was very well done. I was worried that it wouldn't be.

I recommend that anyone interested in the story of Iwo Jima and Ira Hayes read this website. I grew up listening to Johnny Cash singing "The Ballad of Ira Hayes". The song has always brought tears to my eyes.
Why? Why can't the politicians figure out that war is bad? That people die. That it doesn't solve anything and there is no reason good enough.