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Beta Bridge!
Fri, Sep 22 2006 01:20PM |  |
|  | | fin. | | 3 comments |
| Panda can't drive!
Fri, Sep 22 2006 01:19PM | |
|  | | Benton not panda! |
| so cute.
Tue, Sep 5 2006 06:37PM | |
|  | | i stole it from a friend -- this is not my photo. |
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Spain Photos
Tue, Jul 18 2006 06:06AM | |
| Until I have the time to load the rest of my Spain photos to igophoto and properly label them, I have them all up on (crappier) webshots because the upload thing will do multiple at a time.
http://community.webshots.com/user/roosofina
there are 5 albums (Valencia, Peniscola, Cullera, Barcelona, Granada)
huzzah. |
| soo...
Sun, Apr 2 2006 07:17PM | |
|  | | ...i now totally understand a hamster's need to burrow. |
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Ray Bradbury.
Sat, Jun 10 2006 06:11PM | |
| i cannot... i simply cannot get enough of this man. i can try to explain to you how alive i feel, how acute every twitch of every working muscle in my body becomes, how loud the subtle vibrations of changes in pressure in the room sound when i read his essays.
i never was able to finish Zen in the Art of Writing last summer, and i've still a number of essays to read yet, but... there is no doubt in my mind that i am purchasing this book, marking it, reading and re-reading it.
Mr. Bradbury, you are a kindred spirit, and I would love nothing more than to grow old with such grace, insight, and youthful exuberance as you have succeeded in doing. Your words excite in me an amazing courage and desire to run into the streets, barefoot and laughing. And should I falter and end sprawled on the ground, so be it, for any pain will further solidify the very fact that I am alive, and so very lucky to feel every crushing defeat and dancing success with as much intensity as I do.
You laugh as she enters into her head, swept away by a tide of ideas and perhaps illogical reasoning, but she actually cannot change it. It has always been as such, and will continue to be so, which is fine, for everyone has their own mental retreats, breaks from reality, and moments where all they can manage from the sheer mezcla de emociones is laughter. Consuming, aching laughter filled with so much danger, so much joy, so much fear.
Laugh, loves, laugh, and never fear, for your epiglottis will keep you from choking as you swallow in each scene placed before you, naked and waiting to be dressed by your very own interpretations, your very own bias. Love it. Oh, please, just love it and love in general and realize that everything is full of potential, and, Lord help me, I know I'm naive, but it is in this moment that I am reaching beyond the surface, up into the sky and away from a tide that always demands to be fought, is always pulling me back under and waiting for the moment I close my eyes and start to dream. Waiting to reach its terrible icy hands into my subconscious and kill something so dear.
Find hope where you can, I say, and the only way to do this is to keep your eyes open and love the things that make you smile, if only briefly. Nevermind that life keeps throwing you to the ground -- fight back. Fight tooth and nail for the courage to break free from everything and to dare to care so much it absolutely tears you apart inside. Reach out and grasp for the things dear to you with so much fervor you break your tendons with the effort.
I let myself get carried away because this is the very thing that allows for life. |
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pleasure reading?
Fri, May 26 2006 09:40AM | |
| holy crap, no way!
this summer brings time for reading, finally.
Unfortunately, my attention span is completely inconsistent, and I have a tendency to check out more books than I can read. Nevertheless, I am creating a new album dedicated to books. |
| bored?
Mon, Mar 27 2006 09:49PM | |
|  | | i really am going to study for my exams. | | 2 comments |
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a thought.
Tue, May 2 2006 07:41AM | |
| i was staring at the ceiling early this morning when i realized that my heart was beating in exact time with the song that was stuck in my head. do our subconscious processes submit to our conscious thought? are both technically subconscious until one realizes that he or she is thinking of the song, and thus it would make sense that the two would be synchronized? or does our conscious thought submit to our subconscious rhythms?
does it vary by person, or does it depend on an individual's personal philosophies regarding mind v. heart?
i've heard things before about the processes of the body becoming regulated by external stimuli (specifically, music). i suppose that would be the reason why it plays such an integral part in our lives. | | 3 comments |
| Halloween Party?
Sat, Oct 29 2005 06:49PM | |
| | I am a dryad!! | | 1 comment |
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just breathe.
Sun, Jan 8 2006 07:15PM | |
| this is all cumulating into an interesting reaction.
we owe eachother decency and everything we can give each other.
... life is unpredictable. and so fragile. death is effortless and forever; it could be the most wonderful thing, for all we know, but i think it would be ideal to make this life beautiful before you pass into Beauty.
i cannot focus enough to say what i want how i want and keep slipping in and out of wanting to try. i just got back, so my thoughts are not yet sorted and coherent.
<3 Becca Young. you leave behind a myriad of people with much love for you. |
| Life Hosting?
Wed, Jul 13 2005 10:49AM | |
|  | | Yup, this is me... on igophoto... mayhaps it will be easier than webshots? | | 5 comments |
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Sat, Sep 17 2005 10:41AM | |
| the sickening smack of flesh-encased bone against flesh-encased bone promises bruises and, with them, some semblence of knowing there's life, there's feeling, there's something beyond this enclosure.
so, upon reading through a journal of mine that i've kept up over the past...5 years or so? i've realized...
when i write, i must leave to a completely different mental world. i don't recall half the things i've written; it's like being overtaken by some mad, disconnected, frantically inspired feeling.
and i love it. | | 2 comments |
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Back in Charlottesville
Sun, Aug 28 2005 08:52PM | |
|  | yeah... so i've been back for, what, a week and 2 days? been busy, i guess. Recruitment efforts, etc. are going well, in my opinion. Lambeth is pretty awesome, and I love how the grass is unnaturally green. Honestly, it's the best green ever. Just like the rug pictured above must be the best rug ever; my roommate and I are 3 years old. It's fun, though, so.. it doesn't matter. We also made a cup and string phone, which really works.... but not in the rain, as Stef and I found last night.
yep.
can you guess which side is mine based on bed coverings alone? | | 3 comments |
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Books
Fri, Aug 5 2005 09:08AM | |
| Terminados:
Farenheit 451 - Ray Bradbury
Kitchen - Banana Yoshimoto
Dangerous Angels - Francesca Lia Block
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince - JK Rowling
Tunnel Vision - Keith Lowe (blegh)
,said the shotgun to the head - Saul Williams
Choke - Chuck Palahniuk
Invisible Monsters - Chuck Palahniuk
Diary: A Novel - Chuck Palahniuk
In Progress:
Zen in the Art of Writing - Ray Bradbury
Stiff: the Curious Lives of Cadavers - Mary Roach |
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Sun, Jul 31 2005 07:38PM | |
|  | At work today, an old, withered couple caught my eye. First, it was because they had their arms linked and I thought how wonderful it must be to have someone to guide you when you're half-blind and on your way to becoming so slumped that you're nearly doubled in two. Second, it was because a mental connection was forged -- so I wrote it on a post-it and stuck it in my pocket:
"Evolution runs backwards with age."
I guess I just saw the old man and the way his head was weighing his posture down into that similar to a great, loping bear of sorts. Then, the classic picture of evolution -- from ape to man -- popped into my head and I realized... he looked similar to one of the early-man phases. Thinking further, I realized that it is true that, as we age, we slowly regress mentally and, in a sense, physically. (unless, of course, you're one of the lucky ones who maintains mental clarity and sharpness until the very last moments.) I guess it's just kind of interesting how everything seems so cyclical. I feel like there's a greater importance to this realization that I cannot manage to put into rational thought-words. I'll probably end up with another imagery-filled moment of feverish written word, though I admit I think that is the best kind. | | 3 comments |
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booksbooksbooks
Sat, Jul 30 2005 08:58PM | |
| Much reading has been done this summer, indeed, and more shall continue. Stay tuned for a fashionable list o' bound pages of text that has been compiled out of boredom.
The summer has brought about a number of interesting ideas and theories....and there are things I'd still like to accomplish. Nevertheless, I think I'm ready to go back to the lovely Charlottesville and...get out of the house/house area. |
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waffle madness
Thu, Jul 14 2005 02:22AM | |
|  | | So... Baillie and I have been up all night making this for a friend who works at Waffle House. We are awesome. Feel free to look at the individual pictures along with some other altered images in.. the Altered Things album. woo! |
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