chasing shadows again

{October 13, 2009}   autumn stalks the lands

It does.  It becomes cold in the morning when I go out frolicking with emo-puppy in the dewy grass.

Fair enough, Internet.  He frolicks.  I stagger along and mutter curses because dawn is not an appropriate time for frolicking in my general opinion (unless one is still, perchance, awake).  Dog walks are even pre-coffee.

Because I have been living in the land of loud birds I have the cold tolerance of orchids.  To keep me from dying, Cryssy sent me a FOX HOODIE for my birthday!!!  Internet, I can have fox ears.  While my general opinion of hoodies with ears has been low, let me tell you I suddenly understand!  I made the squee noise when I opened the box.  I smiled when I held it up.  I smiled when I tried it on.  I smiled when I looked in the mirror.  I smiled when I though of how appalled everyone will be.  And now I am preparing to snuggle up with this hoodie, some rum, and either Neverwhere or Small Favor on audio CD.

Among my first projects when I finally get a job (wish me luck on my test to prove I am good enough to score an interview to become a bank teller!) will be to get a thermos that can hold hot drinks to drink while reading on the porch with this hoodie.  Autumn is my favorite season, and I should spend some time out in it.  Also, perhaps soon a hookah and then I can choose/mix flavors to match the books I am reading.  Ladies and gentlemen of the Internet, this idea pleases me greatly!  (Do feel free to leave suggestions in the comments.  🙂  I am interested to see what flavors you think books (or perhaps characters) should have.)  I realise that this is going to lead to drinks for books and me getting very, very drunk and perhaps dropping these books (or these drinks!) into either a snowdrift or a bath.  Or toasting marshmallows over candleflames in a Jack-o-lantern.

Okay, come to think of it – I might do that sober too.  The marshmallow bit.

Also – THANK YOU FOR FOX HOODIE, CRYSSY!!!  *kiss*  Fortune cookie!


{August 21, 2007}   Meme

This meme is stolen from Dreamer.

1. Closest red thing to you?
Red on the DVD cover for Season 1 of Supernatural.
2. Has anyone ever cheated on you in a relationship?
All of my relationships for the last…seven years have been open relationships. Before that…I suspect perhaps one person.
3. Last thing to make you MAD!?
Everything makes me mad this week. Emo-puppy, was the last thing, when he jumped on me and caused the slamming of my thumb in a sliding glass door.
4. Are you a fan of romance?
Yes. Especially when I give out black roses for Valentine’s Day.
5. Have you ever been in love?
Yes. I fall in love as easily as the rain. I stay in love too. But it seems that I am not so easy to love or to stay with.
6. Do you have a temper?
Yes. Though I tend to sulk more than fight.

1. Closest orange thing to you?
The bits of newspaper that my bonsai tree tray was wrapped in have a lot of orange in them. Whole pages of Walmart ads.
2. Do you like to burn things?
Things is not descriptive enough.
3. Do you dress up for Halloween?
Yes. Some people thing my Halloween dress up doesn’t count (it is most often a new outfit and wings – but I look forward to Halloween every year. It is the one time I can justify spending money on clothes (and I’ve spent like…$400 on stuff for Halloween on years I also get boots – usually closer to $200).
4. Are you usually a warm-hearted person?
5. Do you prefer the single life or the security of a relationship?

Relationship. I am seriously not happy when single.
6. What would your superpower be?
Mmmmmmm…that question always makes me giggle now, after one of my friends answered with ‘the ability to make anyone, anywhere orgasm.’ He then proceeded to explain how he would not only use this power on hot girls at bars, but detailed his plan to use it to bring world peace. Mine, I’m afraid, is tamer – I go with Dreamer, healing.

1. Closest yellow thing to you?
The yellow chair that I can remember having in my houses forever. Not the one my brother and I covered in smiley-face stickers.
2. The happiest time[s] of your life?
God. Um. Fuck. I have no idea.
3. Favorite holiday?
Winter – which blurs into one big holiday for me. Halloween leads into it with some fun, some drinks, and a party or two. Thanksgiving is generally a pretty community affair – I love cooking for people, when I have a place, I’m hosting Halloween indefinitely. Indefinitely being until I’m dead. Then comes Christmas, which I love – cookies and gifts, you don’t have to believe Jesus is your savior to enjoy baking and shopping! And…New Year’s Eve finished that up with…well…a lot of booze and a lot of kisses to ring in the new year. And traditionally with at least one group of people, I wear lingerie. And heels. Valentine’s Day I’m actually kinda twitchy about – primarily because mine normally suck.
4. Are you a coward?
Oh god yes.
5. Do you burn or tan?
Mmmmmm…Joe’s affectionate nickname for me was vampire. You decide.
6. Do you want children?
7. What makes you feel warm and safe?
Ravyn. The sound of cats purring. Not having to be in control of anything.

1. Closest green thing to you?
Either the coconut smelling orchid, or Cleopatra (my juniper bonsai).
2. Do you care about the environment?
3. Are you jealous of anyone right now?
Mmmmmm…jealous of people who get snuggles…I am far from all of my snuggly peoples.
4. Are you a lucky person?
Yes. Very much so. I may not always be happy, but I am very lucky.
5. Do you always want what you can’t have?
Not always.
6. Think of six green things that make you happy!
Love. Ravyn. Plants. Ocean. Lizards. Money.
7. Are you Irish?
Um. Not so much.

1. Closest blue thing to you?
Pepsi bottle.
2. Are you good at calming people down?
That is so situational. Generally I’m the reason people need to calm down.
3. Do you like the sea?
Yes. I could never live where I was far from the sea.
4. What was the last thing that made you cry?
Not being able to find the salt. (Yes, people, really.)
5. Are you a logical thinker?
Not at all.
6. Can you sleep easily?
7. Do you prefer the beach or the woods?

1. Closest purple thing to you?
2. Like being treated to expensive things?
Yes. I like being spoiled.
3. Do you like mysterious things?
Depending on the mystery.
4. Favorite type of chocolate?
Hot chocolate, with liquor. Kahlua, Godiva chocolate or cappuccino, or whatever we have about that goes with chocolate.
5. Ever met anyone in royalty?
6. Are you creative?
7. Are you a lonely person?

1. Closest pink thing to you?
My dragon necklace. Yummy dichroic glass.
2. Do you like sweet things?
Yup. [Dreamer – you know the glory of Häagen Dazs Hawaiian Lehua Honey & Sweet Cream Ice Cream? I knew I loved you!]
3. Like play-fighting?
4. Are you sensitive?
5. Do you like punk music?
It can be charming.
6. What is your favorite flower?
I don’t even know.
7. Does anyone have a crush on you?
They come tumbling out of the woodwork.

1. Closest black thing to you?
My bed.
2. Do you like morbid things?
3. Do you like being underground?
Yes, actualy.
4. Are you afraid of death?
Mine? No.
5. Do you prefer neutral or vibrant colors?

That’s very mood dependant.
6. What is your worst sin?
Oh dear, I don’t even confess to priests. I might confess to Frank Warren. But I will not confess for a meme.
7. What’s your favorite text ever?
Mmmmmm…no idea.

I have been quiet lately.  Life has been insane.  One way or another, it will work itself out.

It is 8:10am here, and I have already gotten my coffee and gone for a walk in the early morning rain.  I actually arrived back in my house from my walk to find my alarm had started going off in my absence.   (An alarm set for five of seven, for those who are curious.)

Lucien has been growing like crazy, all green leaves and fluff.  The plantlings that survived the drought are all green and trying to grow as fast as they can to reach the sky.  They are very excited to be alive.  And very cute.

Also very cute is emo-puppy!

This is emo-puppy himself!

Our darling mutt dog Patch managed to out-queen himself!  Patch, who tends to lie with his front paws daintily crossed and likes nothing better than to groom the other dogs, is always a little adventure.  I came out a few days ago to see Patch lying on the porch, being even more emo than usual, watching my every move with his eyes but too oppressed by angst to lift his head off the porch.  I asked my mother if he’d been fed, and she said he head been too good for his food, and so our other dog had eaten it.  I got him food, which he stuck his face in, jerked it out, and then look up at me with the best look of absolute betrayal ever.  Then, eventually, he picks up one piece of food in his mouth, rolls his eyes to look up at me, and then spits the food back out into his dish!  This (from the dog who eats almost everything!) is extra-special drama.

And, another picture of emo-puppy, for your amusement!

Who would give this dog to the pound?

et cetera