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"I'm a gypsy in spirit only," she confessed.
"I travel in gardens and bedrooms,
basements and attics, around corners,
through doorways and windows,
along sidewalks, up stairs, over carpets,
down drainpipes, in the sky,
with friends, lovers, children and heroes;
perceived, remembered, imagined, distorted and clarified."

- "Another Roadside Attraction" by Tom Robbins
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[04 Jul 2009|05:12pm]
[ mood | lazy ]

Dear City of Richmond,

I think it's fantastic that you finally scrapped the idea of a new baseball stadium in Shockoe Bottom. Fantastic! But did you really need to come up with another let's-build-a-new-stadium plan, like, two days later?

Heads up, city: YOU HAVE A STADIUM. THE DIAMOND. HOME TO THE RICHMOND BRAVES.

OH WAIT.

Your baseball team LEFT.

The Richmond Braves, as I understand it, ran away from home. You know, last year...

But you, Richmond, like a confused and troubled parent unsure why said child has run away from home and has yet to return, are...talking of building the child a new bedroom. In addition to the bedroom they ran away from. It's like you're trying to woo that runaway back home by giving them something they already have, but better! Except let's be real here, Richmond. Once the kid comes back to their Brand New Bedroom!, are we going to go to their games? Or are we going to just let them stew in the new bedroom and let the old bedroom rot, and go right back to square one?

Newsflash: let's fix up the old bedroom (hint: The Diamond) and revitalize the area around it so people WANT TO GO. We can move the Greyhound bus station that's right across from the Diamond and we can -- in the process -- move the bums who live on the sidewalks there. The area is already getting nicer -- Movieland (a Bowtie cinema) just moved into the abandoned factory down the street and it's pretty posh. We can then add some nicer sidewalks, maybe some grass, maybe some nice fountains and birdies, add a fresh coat of paint to the Diamond, and a Starbucks (maybe a Trader Joe's right where the Greyhound is?) and voila! You're in business! We can use the money that would have been spent on building a whole new stadium somewhere else that would entail flattening neighborhoods and land and getting rid of the old stadium, and instead spend MUCH LESS (I would assume...?) city money on FIXING WHAT WE HAVE. Repaint the bedroom, don't just leave it to rot while you build a new one.

But first, before we build or fix anything, I think that we need to re-examine the need for baseball fixings right now in the first place. If our team were to come home, would any more people go to the games than they did before? Even if a new stadium were built across the James, after the hype settles down and it becomes a normal everyday part of the city, are more people going to go to (hypothetical) home games, or is it going to dwindle down to the same ten people who were going to the Diamond?

Seriously. This is just silly, Richmond. Maybe, at the end of the day, we should call off this dream of stadiums, and, hell, build a monument for Monument Ave. of a stadium that could have been. We can put it with that other really bad idea. You know what I'm talking about -- that Arthur Ashe statue that makes it look like Arthur Ashe is beating children with a tennis racket and a book as the children hold up hands to defend themselves from the beating. Seriously Richmond, who gave that the okay for production? (The same person who's doing this stadium stuff?)


Bemusedly yours,
Hayley, your new self-appointed city planner



Anyway, it's a nice lazy second day of the three-day-weekend. :) Went grocery shopping, read some more of A Little Princess (a very charming read!), and am watching The Duke of Chutney flop lazily about as well in his cute bunny way.

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Ummmmm [02 Jun 2009|08:49pm]
[ mood | giddy ]

"Sometimes people write novels and they just be so wordy and so self-absorbed," West said. "I am not a fan of books. I would never want a book's autograph." -- Kanye West. sauce

This may be the first time someone has tried to sell a book by saying they're a "proud non-reader of books" and that they are not a fan of books. (Also the first time someone's brought up the idea of asking a book for its autograph. Maybe he just tried once and he got tired of waiting for it to respond? Maybe he's just bitter, guys!)

Interested marketing strategy...

By interesting I mean stupid, mostly. But stupid can be interesting.

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I definitely did not do this during my work hours on Paint *whistles* [15 Apr 2009|05:43pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

For [info]nobleplatypus


(You still up for our epic project?)

(I was also sort of thinking...would you be interested in changing it to something original? We could write a fantastic prim novel drawing upon all the fantastic prim novels that have come before...just with our idea...thoughts? I'm still cool with the original idea too though -- just thinking that original work might be easier to work with...but that takes more work too...anyway, yes?!?! Both have their merits! I just don't want to start blogging something and then be told we can't because of some copyright issue we missed!)

:D

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Oh, Kate Chopin [17 Feb 2009|02:55pm]
[ mood | amused ]

Many of them were delicious in the role; one of them was the embodiment of every womanly grace and charm. If her husband did not adore her, he was a brute, deserving death by slow torture. Her name was Adele Ratignolle. There are no words to describe her save the old ones that have served so often to picture the bygone heroine of romance and the fair lady of our dreams. There was nothing subtle or hidden about her charms; her beauty was all there, flaming and apparent: the spun-gold hair that comb nor confining pin could restrain; the blue eyes that were nothing but sapphires; two lips that pouted, that were so red one could only think of cherries or some other delicious crimson fruit in looking at them.

= evidence that Kate Chopin was a master at writing Mary Sues in her day, Y/Y?

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The souls of dead knights live on where, exactly? [25 Jan 2009|10:18pm]
[ mood | tipsy ]

Patrick and I have realized we're starting a collection of Arthurian films. So far we've got the woooooonderful Excalibur (did I say wonderful? I don't think that's the word I was looking for....maybe I meant hilariously awful...that sounds more accurate), Merlin, Merlin's Apprentice parts 1 and 2*, The Sword in the Stone, The Mists of Avalon (thank goodness, something enjoyable!), and King Arthur (the Ioan Gruffudd/Horatio Hornblower one).

We watched King Arthur this evening, and to borrow words of wisdom from Family Guy, the film insists upon itself.

Now, don't get me wrong, I adore Gruffudd, but....dear sweet Jesus, they open the film essentially saying this is all based on a true story, according to archeological evidence (Patrick nearly choked on his drink before the opening credits were even over because of this). So then we learn that Merlin is a pagan guy who does nothing (but acts as a wedding officiant for Arthur and Gwen later, so at least we know he has some sort of trade beyond being a lost member of the Blue Man Group in the forest), Gwen's a pagan who got locked in a dungeon and found by Arthur, Arthur's.....well we're not sure if he grew up as a boy being trained to be king, or if he grew up a peasant, but he did pull a sword from a barrow. Lancelot was taken as a boy from a mongul family or something, along with a bunch of other boys all trained to be knights for Arthur. Camelot does not exist in this movie, and neither does Avalon; neither are ever mentioned, and the film takes place around Hadrian's Wall. There are a bunch of random battles, and Arthur and Gwen start to get it on, and then there are more battles, and then Lancelot dies, and Arthur becomes king at his wedding at Stonehenge and the deaths of the other knights of the round table -- and we only see this table once -- are okay, because they live on in the souls of horses I KID YOU NOT. The last shot...is of running horses. Fade to black.

In short, wtf movie. This makes Excalibur look like a feat of cinematic awesomeness. And that's saying something.




*These movies have a character that is a pot-bellied pig sidekick. Just warning those who haven't watched it. Srsly.

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[12 Jan 2009|02:01pm]
[ mood | creative ]
[ music | Masada String Trio - Tahah | Powered by Last.fm ]

lol1

Just a few lulsy photos from Synthetic Nightmare's Hot Topic Sellout Debut...with a Lisa Frank + 80's OTP Clothing Line...and tutus? )

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Obligatory band girlfriend post :P [07 Jan 2009|02:56pm]
[ mood | busy ]
[ music | Hevein - New Hope | Powered by Last.fm ]

So, Patrick's band (Synthetic Nightmare for those new on my flist) is going to be having CDs, stickers, shirts, and posters at a local Hot Topic this Saturday (they're selling out, oh my how cute!) (lol). Bonus lols: the band be there with Guapo the Amazing Sleepy-Time Disaster Ape (the band's, uh, guy in a monkey suit).

Date: Saturday January 10, 2009
Time: 6-8pm
Place: Hot Topic at the Virginia Center Commons Mall, 10101 Brook Road, Glen Allen VA

just two of the posters behind the cut -- including Guapo's own special poster )

I was talking to Will last night and he mentioned how he was so proud of that Guapo poster, and how he hadn't felt that artistically driven in years. And suddenly we realized that...his muse is Guapo.

Some people have the Greek goddesses.

Will has a fat kid in a monkey suit.

Lols were had.

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BPAL wishlist [04 Oct 2008|08:38pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]

WISHLIST FOR SWAPPING

Bottles that I want (in general order of want within each category, if that makes sense)
GC (Panacea): Elixer X: Grr
GC (Panacea): Elixir IV: Quietude
GC: Queen Alice
GC: Dirty
GC: Dana O'Shee
GC: Absinthe
GC: Lady Macbeth
GC: Shub-Niggurath
GC: Tombstone
LE: Snow, Glass, Apples (PIPE DREAMS, I know...I was *so* close to getting one and then it fell through!)
LE: Chaos Theory V: Dorian (depends on notes though -- check with me!)
LE: Sugar Cookie 2008
LE: Eggnog 2007 (backup)
LE: Fearful Pleasure (backup, low priority)
LE: Black Lace (PIPE DREAMS!)
TP: Sugar Slathered Candy Apple (pipe dreams)
LE: Eggnog latte (in my wildest dreams...)
Cinnamon Sugar Cookie & Egg Nog (you can laugh, it's okay)


I would like decants of these (LE/GC unimpables)
LE: Snow, Glass, Apples
CD: Carnival Diabolique
CD: The Illustrated Woman
CD: Wulric the Wolfman
LE: Black Lace (PIPE DREAMS!)
TP: Sugar Slathered Candy Apple (pipe dreams)
LE: Eggnog Latte (in my wildest dreams...)
Cinnamon Sugar Cookie & Egg Nog (you can laugh, it's okay)


I would like imps of these (GC)
The Apple of Sodom
Bon Vivant
Chimera
Embalming Fluid
Glasgow
The Hesperides
Jazz Funeral
Juke Joint
Lolita
No. 93 Engine
Prunella
Sudha Segara
Swank

*I'm open to partial bottles instead of bottles/decants/imps as well, if that's what you've got...heck, if you've got full bottles for stuff I want imps of I may be interested as well. Just ask! I'm easy to haggle with!

**I'm open to suggestions, but do know that 90% of florals don't appeal to me too much -- they all turn to drug-store perfume on me, or as my SO will say, "They all make you smell like my mom." I'm much more of a foodie! Wine works well though...I'm not a big drinker, but damn does my skin like the booze!

Bad, bad notes: patchouli, lily, hay, Snake Oil (I know! It just doesn't do anything for me though), jasmine, chocolate

Good notes!: booze, wine, berries, FOOD, vanilla (except for Snake Oil), rose

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Moot report [18 Jul 2008|10:20am]
[ mood | awake ]

I'm back from mooting between Albuquerque, New Mexico and Littleton, Colorado with the Burping Troll gang, and have pictures of our fantastical adventures. I've culled some of my favorite shots behind the cut, so as not to fill up your flists and slow down your connections with my awesomesauceness.

Teaser from the botanical garden:

title or description

Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe... )

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[08 Jun 2008|07:19pm]
[ mood | rushed ]



If you're in or around the Baltimore area any time until August 31, you should check out the show - some of the spiritual secrets are really quite interesting and touching. I remember sifting through secrets to find ones that would be appropriate for this show, and feeling overwhelmed sometimes with the sheer number of people who struggle silently with spirituality, and the poignancy of their words, at times. It's one thing to read a few spiritual secrets along with the vast number of others, but when you put them all together, it's a whole new level of interesting.

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Sunburned shoulders mean summer [04 May 2008|08:56pm]
[ mood | productive ]
[ music | Nightnoise || Wiggy Wiggy ]

It's been a busy day. I went to the craft show in Byrd park to pick up something from an Etsy seller, then got smoothies with Patrick, then went to Quidditch practice in Monroe park (see picture below), then did Drop & Run, then went to Goodwill and the Central VA Foodbank to drop off the stuff from Drop & Run, then tried to get rid of my migraine while watching POTC1, which only sort of worked, and then went to Ellwood Thompsons (thank goodness for hippie grocery stores that sell that stuff I couldn't find anyplace else!) to get some Bay leaves, Peppermint leaves, and crystalized Ginger, and some Feverfew extract because I am determined to figure out how to prevent these daily migraines. I don't want medicine to make them better once I get them. I want to not get them in the first place. I'm also thinking of going back to the doctor, because I'm just concerned that I'm getting them and although I wrote down everything I ate for about two weeks straight, there didn't seem to be any sort of connection with the migraines, and I'm just a worrier. I'm really tired of these taking over my whole life - like, it's a good day if I just don't get a migraine. D: Anyway though, I'm sitting here with my homemade tea of Bay and Peppermint leaves ground up and put in my tea-spoon, and Feverfew, so we'll see how this prevention goes.

Anyway though, the fun of Quidditch:

I'm sunburned already! (And I'm the only girl in the picture - in case ya couldn't figure it out.)

I've still got to study for my Victorian poetry final tomorrow afternoon at 1, and I'm going to German tutoring at 11, and studying again for German with a friend after my Victorian poetry final before I have to go to work. And other finals need studying for too. Ugh.

Anyway though, Patrick's birthday is the 9th which is also the last day of finals, so we shall go to dinner and there will be much celebrating all around.

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The water is rising [28 Apr 2008|06:55pm]
[ mood | gloomy ]
[ music | Jorane || By foot from... ]

It's been a gloomy past couple of days. So much dripping dark green is outside, thunder-rainy, and I fall asleep listening to the sound of leaking water dripping into pots and pans on the floor, falling, falling, falling, torture, everything is dripping, everything is rainy, and I wish I could stop the floods, stop the floundering, stop the drowning, grasp and pull hands (hearts) from the drumming tumbling rapids. The water rises. The pots fill up. I wake up at odd hours to empty them, dimly seeing in the dark that they're overflowing.

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[18 Apr 2008|06:53pm]
[ mood | calm ]
[ music | Azure Ray || Sleep ]

I rode my bike home from classes this afternoon. The sun was out and the street that I love riding down - a little one-way street lined by townhouses that are oldoldold and ornate and it's the sort of road where pink petals from the trees have fallen everywhere and mothers leave their children's toys out by the porches because they're rich enough that they don't care if the stuff gets stolen - was so warm and Huxtable-perfect and children were playing four-square in the street as I rode by, and everything smelled of grass and summer and weeds, and I let my hair down and it waved and whipped in the wind behind me, and on a longer stretch of road by the grocery store, I stood and peddled and peddled and peddled and let the wind rush over me, and the sun shone down, and it smelled like summer when I was 12. It was beautiful. It's that time of day in warm weather when the sun never sets, it's just that golden color forever, and you feel like it's never going to set. I'm in the house alone now, music flooding the place, windows open, and I am happy. I'll let the dog out in a minute to run through the weeds in the backyard - we need to mow the lawn, it's knee-high, but it all smells like city and wisteria mixed, that lazy hazy heady city purple-on-fence smell.

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xoxo [10 Feb 2008|01:33pm]
[ mood | jubilant ]
[ music | Ted Leo and The Pharmacists || The Angels' Share ]

Not that it's my *job* or anything to post this...oh wait, it is! Behold, the new PostSecret Valentine video! It's amazing how many Valentine secrets had already come in to the "headquarters" by Christmas. Some people were really anticipating their heartbreaks early, I guess. These were a lot of fun to pull from the stacks though - I like that it's all in all a really hopeful video. Anyroad, behold!

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[20 Jan 2008|09:54am]
[ mood | hungry ]
[ music | George Winston || Early Morning Range ]

My day yesterday at the Children's Museum (mit APO):

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business business business BUFFALOOOOOO business [21 Dec 2007|05:58pm]
[ mood | cold ]
[ music | Moya Brennan || Black Night ]

So, I forgot to mention the other day, but Frank got interviewed about PostSecret for the Today Show (video: here. ) Note the red and blue-topped bins: those are only the proverbial tip of the iceberg! Seriously, the number of postcards that I've sifted through and sorted into their appropriate bins is astounding (and yes, I too HAVE seen the most popular secret that he mentioned artistically rendered entirely more often than any human being should have to, seriously *snork*).

Also, I've started playing Oregon Trail at work, and for lunch I had pizza and chocolate milk. I'm telling you, there is nothing better than sitting in your nice business office and leaning back in your nice business chair and casually, in your casual business attire, finding out that your pioneer-wagon-passenger has just died of dysentery, and you really need to go kill some buffalo, after which you sip your business coffee and decide whether to ford the river or caulk the wagon.

Clearly, I'm 12.

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The dark side is the best sauce [13 Dec 2007|08:14pm]
[ mood | chipper ]
[ music | Tegan and Sara || We Didn't Do It ]

The semester is OVER. My finals were all painful and horrible and ALL were at 8 in the morning, just to add insult to injury. But they're all over, and I am ready to sit back and LOUNGE. Which I have. So far, I've watched almost all of the LOTR trilogy curled up in bed with mugs of tea and crackers with cream cheese and marmalade. Because I work a night job (like, uh, right now, where I'm scheduled to be doing computer lab updates, but a professor is using the lab, so I caaaaaan't), I'm free to sleep in, and munch on nibbles and lounge about until 4 pm every day except Saturday. Who could ask for more?

I've officially caught the BPAL (Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab) disease now that I've had time to surf the Intarwebs without feeling guilty for not writing papers with that time. And oh-my-goodness, nerdy geek girl heaven. They have one called Cthulhu, they have another, Miskatonic University, that apparently smells like Irish coffee and BOOKS (want like whoah). And a whole Shakespeare section (Lady Macbeth, oh my!). And the Mad Tea Party section (Tweedledee and Tweedledum!). Oh my, oh my, oh my. And there's one called Gingerbread Poppet which just makes me giggle and want like whoah. OH MY, the hours I've spent nerding out and making lists of the ones I'll buy when I have spare monies. *droooooools*

OH, and on ebay there's a PostSecret Billboard-poster from the All American Rejects 'Dirty Little Secret' music video up for auction. All proceeds benefit the Kristin Brooks Hope Center, and included in the auction is a signed galley-proof of A Lifetime of Secrets. Bid! I command all of ye!

This Sunday Patrick and I have invited people over for a MST3k party....I'm thinking I'll make some oatmeal lace cookies and tea and cocoa, and it shall be jolly and warm. And speaking of Patrick and I (and nerd-dom, since MST3k was mentioned), our relationship got so much nerdier last night when we hung up and surveyed all of our nerdy armory on the walls: two LOTR swords (mine), one axe (his), and one X-Men Wolverine blade (his), plus a lovely sign saying "Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons for you are crunchy and good with ketchup." Nerd love is the best sauce.

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Just say no to LoL! [06 Sep 2007|03:16pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

The Times also claims that some long-haired people report 'being harassed' for not cutting their hair. But over at the Locks Of Love office, where they spend hours a day throwing tresses in the trash, an organizer admits, 'a check would be easier.' -- an article talking about the story in the NY Times today about the folly of donating to Locks of Love."

Finally. I'll be checking out the original NY Times story at work this evening, but for now, I leave you with the above story. I feel like printing it out and keeping a copy in my pocket at all times.

One more quote: And the most recognized charity, Locks Of Love, is not for people with cancer. It's for children with alopecia. And 80% of the hair donated is unusable.

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'supcakes [06 Sep 2007|01:19am]
[ mood | giddy ]

Birthday (technically today since it's what, 1:12 am) so far = much yey (celebrated today with Patrick since he got a call for work tomorrow today, so no boy for me when we had planned), in that it has involved:

-getting Love Actually and a very lovely necklace from the boy (and cuddling up to watch said movie squee)

-using the last of my Coldstone Creamery gift card (from my co-worker at work as a going-away gift when I quit) to buy us some cheesecake ice cream with raspberries...YEY-YUM

-officially being able to buy wine etc., which mainly means that I no longer have to run away from my friends when we're in the grocery store, lest they be seen with me, the one then-underage one, in the same line. THAT annoyance is gone.

-listening to the radio all the way home from the VCU area and not ONCE hearing Nirvana OR Radiohead come on. This is noteworthy.

-not hitting a kitten.

So, so far, so good! :D Yey my legal-ness! Yey it! And yey sleeptime. Yey it too.

And happy birthday to [info]ladyelleth today too! :D

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As promised, new PostSecret-related unveiling [12 Aug 2007|09:33am]
[ mood | productive ]

Behold! Today is the official unveiling day of Frank's new PostSecret video (also below). A lot of thought and time was put into this, and it's awesome to see how it turned out!

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