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Sooo... I tried to make a tumblr, and this is about as far as I got: [click here]

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So crazy. So good.


Song: tUnE-yArDs, "Bizness"

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(Photo by: MadVinyl)

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T.G.I.F.


(Photo from HERE)

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OMG, John Darnielle memes. Sadly, these ones are not of my creation.

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Inspired by "Lit Major Lemur":









This is what happens when I am allowed to customize my own memes...

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I found these Yeats prints amusing in spite of myself. For the rest, click here.

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Go-juss:


Song: Sia, "Lullaby"

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Randomly searched "Ulysses" for obvious reasons (see below posts), this came up. I like:


Song: Franz Ferdinand, "Ulysses"

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I'm pretty sure this man is making a living out of telling me what I want to hear.

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The vast majority of my life for the next two months or so. And I'm totally fine with this.

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This is also rather amusing. Stealing from an old Company Pants post.

Superego Supershort 3 • California Cooking with Claymore Cleveland from Superego on Vimeo.

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OK, this is hilarious. Glad to know my tea-drinking actually contributes to my overall badassery.

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Yay:

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I'm going the HAVE TO see this. We just read this play in Irish Lit Revival recently, and I always love to see what Intiman does with things.

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The shoes I would buy if I could just throw around money like that.

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Still trying to decide whether this would be a worthwhile purchase or not...

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This is officially on my wall. Enough said, probably.
After studying his poetry, doing a research project on his involvements with the occult, writing a paper focusing on his "Leda and the Swan", starting work on an original play about him, and incorporating him into my latest short story... We're basically homies.

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Awesome song:

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Song: Rufus Wainwright, "Tulsa"

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the day I got him to propose to me yes first I gave him the bit of seedcake out of my mouth and it was leapyear like now yes 16 years ago my God after that long kiss I near lost my breath yes he said I was a flower of the mountain yes so we are flowers all a womans body yes that was one true thing he said in his life and the sun shines for you today yes that was why I liked him because I saw he understood or felt what a woman is and I knew I could always get round him and I gave him all the pleasure I could leading him on till he asked me to say yes and I wouldnt answer first only looked out over the sea and the sky I was thinking of so many things he didnt know of Mulvey and Mr Stanhope and Hester and father and old captain Groves and the sailors playing all birds fly and I say stoop and washing up dishes they called it on the pier and the sentry in front of the governors house with the thing round his white helmet poor devil half roasted and the Spanish girls laughing in their shawls and their tall combs and the auctions in the morning the Greeks and the jews and the Arabs and the devil knows who else from all the ends of Europe and Duke street and the fowl market all clucking outside Larby Sharons and the poor donkeys slipping half asleep and the vague fellows in the cloaks asleep in the shade on the steps and the big wheels of the carts of the bulls and the old castle thousands of years old yes and those handsome Moors all in white and turbans like kings asking you to sit down in their little bit of a shop and Ronda with the old windows of the posadas 2 glancing eyes a lattice hid for her lover to kiss the iron and the wineshops half open at night and the castanets and the night we missed the boat at Algeciras the watchman going about serene with his lamp and O that awful deepdown torrent O and the sea the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes and all the queer little streets and the pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.

For this, and many other reasons, I am officially really REALLY stoked to read James Joyce's Ulysses. I mean, this passage is just amazing. It makes my heart explode.

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So, I (while working in the library) have checked out Hedwig and the Angry Inch to many a patron. But I haven't seen it (I'm lazy). But my prof used this video to illustrate the Platonian concept of how Zeus divided man in two. I was like, "this is super cool! love it!" And then, after class, I had to drop off some stuff at Bargain World (local thrift store, by Point Defiance -- def' worth thy time and funds); and I looked through the CD's for sale really quick, and (Lo!) the Hedwig soundtrack was there. $1.99. Destiny, no? So I bought it, and I'm listening to it. I'm kind of falling in love. I officially NEED to see this movie.

I am so consistently behind the times.

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Antarctica: a New Age of Exploration

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Enlightenment

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Just really, really good. And this is the only video I could find with the song.

Karaocake live @Tours/FR - 10/12/2010 from julienp on Vimeo.

Song: Karaocake, "Homeland Inwards"

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Speaking of relate-able:


Song: Presidents of the United States of America, "Kitty"

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When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.
-Buddhist proverb


(Photo: Teresa Teixeira)

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I don't know why you say "good-bye", I say "hello!"
I mean, seriously, man.


Song: the Beatles, "Hello Goodbye"

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Feel this, true:

Daddy's ghost behind you
Sleeping dog beside you
You're a poem of mystery
You're the prayer inside me

Spoken words like moonlight
You're the voice that I like

Needlework and seedlings
In the way you're walking
To me from the timbers
Faded from the winter


Song: Iron & Wine, "Faded from the Winter"

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Drift

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We all feel that way, sometimes. But, this week, I sure don't! It's been fabulous.

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Meet Spider: Family cat by day, gang-banger by night. And also, essentially, my roommate.

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Now, there are plenty of things I might like to say about this lovely song, but I think I'll let it speak for itself.


Song: Damien Rice, "The Professor"

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Haha Birthday

My 21st birthday cake. Not all the HAPPY BIRTHDAY candles would fit, so we settled for HA HA.

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Song: Twin Shadow, "Slow (Van Rivers remix)"

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"I dreamt about you last night
And I fell out of bed twice
You can pin and mount me like a butterfly
But 'take me to the haven of your bed'
Was something that you never said
Two lumps, please
You're the bee's knees
But so am I

Oh, meet me at the fountain
Shove me on the patio
I'll take it slowly, oh

Fifteen minutes with you
Oh, I wouldn't say no
Oh, people see no worth in you
Oh, but I do"


Song: The Smiths, "Reel Around the Fountain"

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Yes:


Song: The Smiths, "Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me"

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Song: Taken by Trees, "Tell Me"

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Gorgeous music. Iceland does it again.


Song: Seabear, "Cold Summer"

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Song: Sea Wolf, "Turn the Dirt Over"

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Yes, I'm a little obsessed:

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
W.B. Yeats

Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

The Rose in the Deeps of His Heart
W.B. Yeats

All things uncomely and broken,
all things worn-out and old,
The cry of a child by the roadway,
the creak of a lumbering cart,

The heavy steps of the ploughman,
splashing the wintry mould,
Are wronging your image that blossoms
a rose in the deeps of my heart.

The wrong of unshapely things
is a wrong too great to be told;
I hunger to build them anew
and sit on a green knoll apart,

With the earth and the sky and the water,
remade, like a casket of gold
For my dreams of your image that blossoms
a rose in the deeps of my heart.

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Song: Phoebe Snow, "Poetry Man"

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Like like like:


Song: Amy Winehouse, "Teach Me Tonight" (Dinah Washington cover)

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Song: Amy Winehouse, "You Sent Me Flying"

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I'm not that big on rap and stuff, but I really love this song. The video is pretty cool, too.


Song: Jay-Z & Swizz Beatz, "On to the Next One"

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Song: Beth Orton, "Blood Red River"

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Song: Perfume Genius, "Mr. Peterson"

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I mean, epic, no?


Song: Sufjan Stevens, "Age of Adz"

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I've finally begun listening to Sufjan's album from last year, "Age of Adz" (pronounced "odds"). And, as usual, he keeps it interesting and good and his infinite talent proceeds him. So fabulous.


Song: Sufjan Stevens, "Futile Devices"

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Upon telling my friend that I'm joining a reading group tomorrow for Finnegans Wake by James Joyce, she told me all she knew was the song. I had not heard of the song before (honestly, I hadn't heard of the book, either, until a couple weeks ago when my prof spoke of it). Thank you, YouTube, for providing for me yet again:


Song: Dropkick Murphys, "Finnegans Wake"

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The Stolen Child
by WB Yeats

Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed:
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand.

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It's a Sigur Rós kind of morning:


Song: Sigur Rós, "Gong"

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"I was tortured by sexual desire and disappointed love. Often as I walked in the woods at Coole it would have been a relief to have screamed aloud. When desire became an unendurable torture, I would masturbate, and that, no matter how moderate I was, would make me ill. It never occurred to me to seek another love."
- W.B. Yeats, from his Memoirs

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Loreena McKennitt makes some of the best music ever. It is also really great music to listen to when you're sitting alone reading Cuchulain of Muirthemne.


Song: Loreena McKennitt, "As I Roved Out"

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Love:


Song: Joanna Newsom, "'81"

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I love this outfit. And the song, of course.


Song: David Bowie, "Life on Mars?"

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Loreena McKennitt kicks so much ass.


Song: Loreena McKennitt, "The Bonny Swans"

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Song: Fleet Foxes, "Tiger Mountain Peasant Song"

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You know what's wrong with the world? Everybody over the age of 5 thinks they're too cool to hold onto a stuffed animal when they're sad.

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Really into triangles today. This is partially due to the fact that, last night, I made a collage for my new binder inspired by my new pencil pouch.

Image by: Cat Fish

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Today marks the first time in nearly a year that I completely finished cleaning my room (to my standards). Hooray, me. Anyhow, here is the song I'm listening to at this very moment:


Song: Joanna Newsom, "Easy"

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Eddie Izzard always makes my day:

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Jena Malone making music:


Song: The Shoe, "Raccoon"

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Looking back on my visit to Camlann Medieval Village last summer and wondering if British Literature I (which covers the early stuff, such as Chaucer) will ever be offered NOT at 9am...

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I see this reading in my near future.

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"Like a tree that falls alone in the woods without a sound, you can't be sure that I exist when you are not around."

Sean Lennon being amazing with his model girlfriend, Charlotte Kemp Muhl. Sean makes me happy. His music is consistently marvelous.


Song: the Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger, "Schroedinger's Cat"

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Sorry it's been a while. I've been busy getting my second two wisdom teeth out (I woke up halfway during the procedure in high school), battling pain-med-induced stomach issues, blowing out a tire, and trying to keep myself sane. Anyhow, this is one of those artists where I had heard the name around and checked the CD out from the library because the album art was really neat. I have decided I love both this song and video.


Song: Mika, "We Are Golden"