I love [Triola]. <3<3<3
_{(That is to say, the present was here waiting and you are teh best evar.)}

I can has boifrend. His name is Lauri.
He makes music, lives with a tiny black cat, and is really rather funny and cute. He is also a techie student.
Let's see how this one goes.

*dork*


A Philologist's Love Poem

Words press, unformed,
weighing heavily against the breastbone
striving to break for the larynx;
waiting to be uttered,
to be expelled in a rush of air
pushed between teeth and clumsy tongue
in an array of sounds, syllables
and sweet, shy meaning—
but the words are malformed
the syntax garbled, jumbled
by some failure in the brain's synapses
or the poet's heart
cowering back in fear

There's probably something fundamentally wrong about writing depressive poetry when your birthday's barely over, but...


Tangle

Caught up in secretive smiles
musical chairs and the one missing beat
I stand, confused, lost in a possibility of
some great love
coming to save me from myself
and decisions always made too late or not at all

for the fear, the numbing terror
of never being enough or being just a little bit
too much

Did I wait too long?
The crossroads has passed by
leaving nothing but threads of unravelled,
feebly echoing dreams and the notion
such a silly notion
of a deeper meaning behind the anguish—

There is no more to life than this.

Happy birthday, Mir and Pubky!

Half-term break is over. I just came back to my flat about half an hour ago, and among other things, found a confession waiting for me. It would be confusing either way, but my current state of sleep deprivation makes it doubly more so. Aaah! Stress! And this is a person who I've just started becoming comfortable with and had been fairly sure likes me, but but but... muuuhh D:

Going away on choir camp for the weekend, so it's doubtful that I'll be online. Back on Monday, possibly.

I just had cider spilled on me xD
And suddenly, I find myself needing to buy a new skirt... no way I can get the one I was wearing washed and dried by tomorrow morning. Oh well. Such is life. :P

Apologies for my horrible neglect of Elftown duties. I've let myself be distracted by other things - this oddity called 'real life' included - but I shall attempt to catch up as soon as possible.

We have snow :D
I'm still on the 'autumn' setting though, so I'm hoping it'll melt...

'You are filled with life and the excess radiates into people around you. :)'

This was such a lovely thing to say that I can't get over it. I've long been aware that I have this... light in me (when it's not being smothered by depression and/or insecurity), but something like that? Wow.

/lʌmɪ/ = /əˈdɔrəbl/ + /dɔ:k/ = /əˈdɔ:kəbl/

That last part is going on a t-shirt design.

Lami and the Mystery of the Missing Violets :o

I picked some violets in May before heading back home and decided to dry them between a book. Now, there's one problem: I moved them from one book to another because the first one was to be Jukka's birthday present - but I can't remember which tome I moved them to. I've gone through all likely and some unlikely candidates, but they're just not there. o_o So now I'm starting to wonder if I didn't, as a matter of fact, throw them away...

Situation wasn't quite as bad as it seemed. The lappy is, for now, alive.

My laptop seems to have broken. It shut itself off all of a sudden and refuses to turn back on. This, of course, means that (depending on how badly it is broken and how quickly I can get someone to fix it) I might have slightly limited computer access for a while. The large computer lab here at the uni is open until 11PM Mondays through Saturdays, so the situation is not dire... but anyway, just a heads-up.

I feel like a teenager but I doooon't caaaaaaare! :D Much, anyway.


Light the Torch

The heart stutters,
skips—

surrenders;
against you I have no armour
the pearl of my shell chinked
by a simple smile, a subtle scent
each and every greeting—

yes, you had me at hello

For sale!

Word of the Day for September 20th, 2009
extrapolate
1. to infer (an unknown) from something that is known; conjecture.
2. Statistics. to estimate (the value of a variable) outside the tabulated or observed range.
3. Mathematics. to estimate (a function that is known over a range of values of its independent variable) to values outside the known range.
4. to perform extrapolation.
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/extrapolate

Words from [Rainbow Dragonflies]: belly dancers, toasters, ambulances.


Making her way
through the crowds of a sin-coloured dusk
she runs to love, its twisted image
on the speed-dial of faceless,
tasteless men — their arms never quite enough
to smother the flickering of her dreams
of a world where:
belly dancers are not two-dollar whores,
melted toasters don't sit next to broken coffee machines
in junkyard apartments and
most of all
the sound of ambulance sirens
is not a nightly lullaby

—but she runs every twilight,
runs closer to the edge for she knows:
dreams are a folly she can never afford.

I'm considering making wallpaper-sized versions of my photography. Should I bother? If so, does anyone have requests?

For reference, my photography wiki is Camera Happy.