| An open letter to the perfect woman. |
[23 Jan 2008|12:05am] |
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Dearest Perfect Woman,
I have looked for you high and low, and everywhere in-between. I thought I found you for a while, but I was beyond wrong.
So for a while, I am giving up on finding you. I am going to turn myself, instead, in to the perfect woman I want. I am going to live in ways I never have before -- and I am going to work on growing thinner and richer. I am going to go on crazy fun adventures, and have ridiculous highs that will mke for great stories should we ever meet. I plan on treating myself better than you may ever treat me -- and frankly, probably never could. I will buy another convertable, and possibly another house. I will build my muscles, mind, and soul to be as strong as they can possibly be. I plan on building my empire. I am going to have a ridiculous amount of pictures.
So if you are out there, perfect woman, feel free to try to find me. In the meantime, I will be working on myself so when you finally do come around, I am really something to write home about.
Love,
weas
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[10 Oct 2007|11:54pm] |
sunday morning
sunday morning
slow beats seething
through the screens in
the open windows
eggs frying
legs shaking
after we stayed lying
so long in bed
sunday morning
both of us reading
and looking up occasionally
looking up occasionally
sunday morning
you're doing your thing
and i am doing mine
speaking words
more a formality
cuz we can feel we
are of one mind
sunday morning
sheets still warm
kitties swarming
around our feet
life comes easy
your sweet company
making it so complete
of all the monday through fridays
we joined the crusade
of all the saturday nights
in which we were made
of all the exorcisms
i've done with your ghosts
still it's sunday morning
i miss you the most
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| Joke from Maxim |
[28 Aug 2006|12:17am] |
A blonde gets pulled over by a beautiful blonde cop in a tight uniform on a motorcycle (I added that part). The driver starts getting nervous, and the cop asks for her license. The driver searches her purse and can't find it - and asks the cop "what does it look like?". The cop responds, "Its square and it has your face on it". The blonde driver gets excited and reaches in to her purse "Oh! I found it!" and pulls out a small vanity mirror. She shows it to the officer to which the cop exclaims "Oh no, I didn't realize I had pulled over an officer! Sorry officer see you later!".
In other jokes, I have a completely clean driving record -- according to a judge in Oak Park. I had gotten a speeding ticket for 16 over, and the cop never showed up. The judge said "Ms. you have an excellent driving record". For those of you keeping count, if I had not taken any of my tickets to court, I would have lost my license about 4 years ago. HAHAHAHAHA.
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| The anology my boss uses a lot |
[03 May 2006|10:48pm] |
So say I have a delicous bowl of ice cream
And I put a little chunk of poop in there
Who's gonna eat the ice cream?
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[24 Mar 2005|02:07pm] |
Gross.
(click above -- okay for work)
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[11 Feb 2005|01:52pm] |
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| This song reminds me of driving home at night during high school years. |
[08 Feb 2005|01:40pm] |
Existentialism On Prom Night Lyrics
When the sun came up,
We were sleeping in,
Sunk inside our blankets,
Sprawled across the bed,
And we were dreaming.
There are moments when,
When I know it and,
The world revolves around us,
And were keeping it,
Keeping it all going,
This delicate balance,
Vulnerable all knowing.
Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would.
Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything.
Were glad for what we've got,
Done with what we've lost
Our whole lives laid out right in front of us.
Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit,
Just a little bit,
You would, you would....
Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything.
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| Stolen from Weenie |
[19 Jan 2005|04:24pm] |
1. name: Weasel
2. single or taken: Happily taken.
3. sex: Female
4. birthday: Feb 31st.
6. siblings: BINKY!!!!
7. hair color: Canadian Copper
8. eye color: blue
9. shoe size: 9 1/2 the most popular size...finding shoes is a bitch.
10. height: 5'7" or something close to it...Kimba and I had a year of emails discussing my height.
r e l a t i o n s h i p s
1. who are your best friends?: (in no order): Carolyn, Bink, Weenie, Weenie (N), Jen, Kimba, Mikey, Queso, Nicola, there are others....
2. do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: yes.
f a s h i o n s t u f f
1. where is your favorite place to shop: Meijers. Seriously. Fuck fashion.
2. any tattoos or piercings: nope.
s p e c i f i c s
1. do you do drugs?: no.
2. what kind of shampoo do you use?: Fructis. and a host of others ...
3. what are you most scared of?: being mediocre.
5. who is the last person that called you?:Carolyn
6. where do you want to get married?: Barefoot on a beach up north.
7. how many buddies are online right now?: 12
8. what would you change about yourself?: If I could fall asleep and wake up with great skin and an awsome figure, that would be fantastic! I'll have to see if I can arrange that.
f a v o r i t e s
1. color: blue, red, purple.
2. food: anything with carbs which im not allowed to have.
3. boys names: Chicken
4. girls names: Turkey
5. subjects in school: History *vomit*
6. animals: cats, lions, tigers
7. sports: do video games count? Starfox. that should work.
h a v e y o u e v e r
1. given anyone a bath?: yes it was weird.
3. bungee jumped?: no
4. made yourself throw up?: a couple times.
5. skinny dipped?: most definitely! - and I made two straight girls kiss too!
6: ever been in Love?: still am.
7. made yourself cry to get out of trouble? never. too much pride.
8. pictured your crush naked?: I have seen my crush naked! Every night! woo hoo!
9. actually seen your crush naked?: see above.
10. cried when someone died?: yes.
11. lied: I never lie, except for this statement.
12. fallen for your best friend?: yes. I'm a lesbian -- its what we do.
13. been rejected?: rarely.
14. rejected someone?: couple times.
15. used someone?: no.
16. done something you regret?: but I did it MY WAY
c u r r e n t
clothes: red shirt and jeans.
music: "Running through flowers" by M83
make-up: no make-up - I hate makeup.
annoyance: people who suck, stupid right wing asshats, religious freak shows, not getting paid more.
smell: lemons
favorite group: tons
book youre reading: I dont read....other than magazines.
in dvd player: Golden Girls!
color of toenails: jesus color
l a s t | p e r s o n
you touched: Carolyn
hugged: see above
you yelled at: um...see above...because i was in a pissy mood.
R A N D O M
In the morning i am: tired. happy.
Love is: awesome.
i dream about: driving, sex, flying.
o p p o s i t e s e x (you mean same sex!!! silly hets)
what do you notice first: smile.
last person you slow danced with: carolyn, oh and turkey.
worst question to ask: uh?
who do you have a crush on: Carolyn
who has a crush on you: see above.
d o y o u e v e r
sit on the internet all night waiting for that someone special to IM you?: no. Thats what work hours are for.
wish you were a member of the opposite sex?: gross. no.
wish you were younger: I am 22 - anyone who tells you otherwise is a LIAR (agreed)
cried because someone said something to you?: occasionally.
N u m b e r
of times i have had my heart broken: enough to know better.
of hearts i have broken: four
of times i have moved: once.
of tight friends: many - love them all (ditto)
of cds i own: I dont know -- lets pick a random number -- 77.
of scars on my body: six
F i n a l Q u e s t i o n s
1. do you like filling these out?: yes. kinda.
2. gold or silver: Elite Status?
3. what was the last film you saw at the movies?: In good Company
7. favorite cartoon/anime?: lots: Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Inuasha, Family Guy, Sponge Bob, etc.
8. what did you have for breakfast this morning?: nuts n' cheese. nuts n' cheese.
9. where are you right now?: work.
10. who would you love being locked in a room with?: Carolyn, in Bermuda. Or the cats and her at home...and a laser pointer.
11. could you live without your computer?: no
12. would you color your hair? yes.
13. could you ever get off the computer?:no
14. hablas espanol? un poco. not really.
15. how many people are on your buddy list?: 65
16. drink alcohol? yes.
that was kinda lame.
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| what I'm thankful for. |
[24 Nov 2004|03:19pm] |
Hello all!
I am posting an actual update!!! Isn’t that amazing?
Since tomorrow is Turkey day, and what not, I thought I might take a moment out and just review the past year. A lot has happened and I have a whole lot to be thankful for. Some of which are:
My amazing lover, partner, wife, everything -- Carolyn. I am thankful for the past year that we got to spend together, as well as the years to come. I am sure there will be many. I am thankful she waltzed in to my life, and I am thankful she has stayed. She is the love of my life, and everything I could have imagined and more. Without her I don't know where I would be. She gives me hope, confidence, love, amazing kisses, and so much more.
My wonderful friends. I have no idea what I did to win such wonderful friends...who would and have stood by me through anything. Some have come and gone, but the majority are still here. To all of you, and you know who you are, it is both an honor and a pleasure to have friends as great as you all are.
My fantastic family. My mother who is so strong and so willing that she beat cancer and won on a 3% margin. My awesome sister -- Dick, who is my best buddy, family isn't anything without her. And my grandma who beat breast cancer at the age of 86 -- rock on. And of course, everyone else in the clan. Without them I would be lost.
Our wonderful home. That Carolyn and I share...is so cute and perfect -- and just happened to be there for us. And our two kitties -- Chicken and Turkey, who provide us with hours of entertainment and lots of purrrry cuddles.
My kick-ass job. That I just got this year...I am thankful I am not at RTH anymore, and I am now with a company that allows me to succeed, be out, and treats me with a great deal of respect.
I am thankful for a lot of things -- and this is just the icing on the pumpkin pie. Thank you to all of you who have enriched my life. I have more blessings than I could ever even begin to count.
Hope you all have a happy thanksgiving, with those you love.
- weasel
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| A stunning entry -- vote no on prop 2. |
[29 Oct 2004|11:23am] |
BY CHRISTOPHER T. LELAND
Detroit Free Press
Twenty-five years ago, I met a man and fell in love. I didn't believe
that was possible, but experience proved me wrong.
We moved all over the country -- New York, California, Boston, Detroit.
We taught, wrote books, shared bank accounts, went grocery shopping
together, traveled, shopped for cars, and finally bought a house in the
city. He nursed me through bronchitis and the flu; I nursed him through
two operations. When his dad died, I was there for him, and he for me
when my folks faced serious illness. We surely had our stormy periods,
but we weathered them.
In all this time, our relationship enjoyed no legal recognition. We
cannot file our taxes jointly. We have no automatic rights of
inheritance and none to each other's Social Security benefits. We can't
even visit each other in the hospital as next of kin. Were I in
intensive care, my sister could come see me, but my partner would have
to provide a notarized document previously signed by me permitting him
to do so. Perhaps I shouldn't be surprised. After all, in Michigan, even
a person who is perceived as gay can be fired by his boss or evicted by
his landlord, no questions asked. Neither the state nor the federal
governments provide any protection at all.
About the only benefit we as a couple have enjoyed here in Detroit is
the domestic partner medical and dental insurance available through my
job at Wayne State University. This has proved a godsend as we've aged.
My partner is self-employed, and individual medical insurance is
staggeringly expensive.
If Proposal 2 passes, those benefits will disappear.
The amendment prohibits not only marriage between same-sex couples, but
also the recognition of any "similar union for any purpose" -- hence, no
civil unions nor domestic partnerships. Yet, the polls tell me that a
majority of Michiganders favor Proposal 2. And 49 percent of the state's
African Americans think writing discrimination into the state's most
sacred document is a good idea.
What so scares people that they would deny even the paltriest benefits
to two people in a relationship that has endured a quarter of a century?
I understand those with certain religious beliefs find our bond
problematic, but this is a nation founded on a separation of church and
state. Frankly, these days, with half our children born out of wedlock
and a divorce rate hovering around 50 percent, it sometimes seems that
homosexuals are about the only people who want to get married.
Against all odds, my partner and I and thousands other gay and lesbian
couples in Michigan have built lives without privileges heterosexuals
take for granted. We obey the law, pay taxes, keep our lawns cut. We go
to work, to Belle Isle, to the symphony, to the movies, to baseball
games. Many have adopted children, often kids no one else wants. Yet
Michigan seems poised to alter its constitution to say to us: You do not
matter. Your loves and your fealty are meaningless. Your work, your
home, your contributions to society are second-best. Sure, we'll take
your money, but don't expect anything in return.
From my house, it is three blocks to the Detroit River. I walk down
there now and then, looking toward Windsor across the water, and I
think: We could move there. I could keep my job. We wouldn't have to
worry about catastrophic health costs. We could even get married if we
wanted.
Then I imagine how painful it would be to abandon my country.
But then, perhaps it is my country that is abandoning me.
x-posted in several communities.
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| analysis of a case of you...for Alison. |
[25 Sep 2004|11:12am] |
Okay -- you and I are sistahs in blackness. I just said to Carolyn the other day "I think I finally figured out that the 'Case of you' song is not a good thing!!!!!” I will now go in to an analysis of the song, and maybe leave you one of the longest comments EVER!!!
Okay…my take on the whole song is it’s about a relationship that was once amazing, and is now just annoying / painful. But, the singer can’t think about that other person without remembering both, the really amazing parts, and the uber shitty ones.
“Just before our love got lost you said
‘I am as constant as a northern star’,
I said ‘constantly in the darkness, where’s that at?
If you want me I’ll be in the bar’
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada, O’ Canada.
With your face sketched on it twice”
To me, this verse is about a confrontation in front of a bar. And the singer is basically telling the other person that they move around so much it’s hard to keep track. That might be either in reality or just mentally. The other person says they’re as constant, but the singer rebuttals him or her. She goes in the bar, and in the TV screen light (something that only illuminates a little bit and shines from far far away, like the northern star) she draws a map of the country and the face of her lover on it – maybe two different places they had both been.
Now the chorus:
“You’re in my blood like Holy wine,
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh, I could drink a case of you, darlin’,
And still be on my feet, I would still be on my feet.”
Okay – Holy wine – meaning wine given in Church is supposed to transcend its physical meaning. Holy wine is thought to be the blood of jesus, which is supposed to, once drank, be in the religious person as the actual blood. Meaning, a part of that person (jesus, in this case) is always with the drinker. In the song, she says the other person (her lover) is in her blood like holy wine – constantly there, physically as well as mentally.
Down to the case of you part. If someone we’re to drink a case of wine, or any other alcohol of that matter, they would be drunk off their ass, and possibly comatose. I think she is saying here that no matter how much of the good stuff she can remember from the relationship, the bad stuff is always there too – which keeps her grounded in the reality that the relationship was not all “wine and roses”.
“I am a lonely painter,
I live in a box of paints.
I’m frightened by the devil,
And drawn to those who ain’t afraid.
I remember a time you told me,
Love is touching souls –
Surely you touched mine,
Part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time”
I haven’t decided if this is the same person, or one of many people who has been with a lover who causes them so much grief. The lonely painter may be the woman retreated back in to herself after she finally ended the relationship. I think she is just saying that every now and then parts of her reflect the other person or the person she was in that relationship – meaning – again, that the lover is in her blood forever, never to leave. She encapsulates the personality of this other person in the Devil (more in next verse) since she is drawn to those who aren’t in fear of the Devil (or the acts that this other person did). If this is the same person, one of the people she is drawn to is the woman discussed below, who obviously knew the other person, but didn’t fear him – she basically just said be ready for what you’re in for. Another meaning might be that the ex-lover was a “sinner” – or someone who didn’t fear the devil (i.e. Holly), which is why she was drawn to him or her.
“I met a woman she had a mouth like yours,
She knew your lies,
She knew your devils and your deeds
She said, go to him,
Stay with him if you can,
But be prepared to bleed”
Mitchell plays a lot with religion in this song. Holy Wine, Devils, Northern Stars – all represent some form of religion. Again, she is encapsulating a part of that other person in the devil, and vice-versa. Someone who has a “mouth” curses a lot. Someone who is seen to be rough around the edges. The woman she encounters had a “mouth like yours” – meaning she was tough, and even she couldn’t handle the lover.
The last line is a line that is also in the bible (or something close to it) that was said to Mary from a Prophet about jesus. Meaning – she would experience great joy in his life, but great pain when he died. In the verse, Mary says that it’s worth the risk. In the last verse, I think the woman is weighing her options in the same way. She knows that going back to this lover would mean great joy, but also great pain, as expressed in the main chorus.
YAY! I love that song,
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