Monday, March 28, 2011

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

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Friday, March 25, 2011

Thursday, March 24, 2011

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


Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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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"

Monday, March 21, 2011

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

Sunday, March 20, 2011

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

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Saturday, March 12, 2011

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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.

Friday, March 11, 2011

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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.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

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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.