Landmarks in Western Science review

Boo on all of you. :P
Happy Valentine's Day. More importantly, happy Year of the Tiger!


Blues for the Fallen

The house of my heart
has its windows barred

Once, long ago,
fairytale princes came
to knock upon a door
painted daintily in a pattern
of red and blue pansies
and sat on their valiant white steeds
would profess a love undying,
unwavering and eternal
and there would lilt through the air
a most beautiful melody
but the door never opened

What maiden live there?
Perhaps a long lost princess,
now captured or simply mistrusting
of sweet promises, whispered vows—
perhaps a witch
wicked, bitter, heartbroken
never to show her face to the world

Not one of them stayed
those handsome young men
one by one starved, left, or was lost
to the darkness of the woods
but the song still echoes around the trees,
faint
and becoming weaker
while a shadow in the doorway moves inside

The windows are barred
in the house of my heart.

I promised to post a photo of my new tattoo once it healed, right? Well, here it is, finally. I'm just a few weeks behind. :P

Well, that was rather short-lived. Techie student and I are no longer anything even resembling a couple. Neither of us is comfortable with the thought of anything remotely serious, and he doesn't know how to handle vagueness. So, friends it is. Don't worry; I'm not too upset. I am very fond of him, but I shan't suffer of a broken heart since I hadn't fallen in love.

On Cats by Doris Lessing review

Fuck it's cold :D -20 ºC (= -4 ºF) today. Very clear and pretty and brrrrr.
Of course, in some other parts of the country it's probably ten (or more) degrees colder... but we'll recall that not only is Oulu a port town, but there are also two lakes. xD So when it's cold, it's biting.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0960890/
You all need to see this movie. Especially you, Viking. It's totally fucked up and completely, utterly awesome.

Pretty depressed and busy right now. Everything will be on hold for a few days, which - among other things - means that the results for the Portfolio Contest will be delayed even further. My apologies.

The Garden Party review

Tattoo no. 5
spiral of life

Couple of hours old in this picture. More photos shall be posted as the skin heals.

I keep being afraid that, since our relationship is still so fresh and couldn't yet really be called 'dating', he'll find some reason to back out. That I won't be what he thought I was, that I won't be enough... or that perhaps I'll be too much. That he just won't like me anymore.

And gods, isn't this ridiculously pathetic? But it's true, even if it can't be based on reality. After all, losing people is one of my greatest fears, and that fear does not care for logic. Nope.

Oh ffs shut up already. Yeah, anyway... I'll be spending today and tomorrow with Laura, and I doubt I'll be online much if at all. So have yourselves very enjoyable Thursdays and Fridays.

Huh. :D
http://ethesis.helsinki.fi/julkaisut/hum/taite/lt/lilja/

*headdesks* What an incompetent fuck. Do you perchance lack basic reading skills?

Ahem. So. I ha(d/ve) a problem with one of my works on deviantArt. Looked through the FAQ and the Status Forum before sending an inquiry:

This is a minor annoyance, but an annoyance nonetheless: A deviation I submitted last night refuses to show up in anywhere but the Featured view (and my Poetry gallery, where I also put it). I cannot see it when I switch to the Browse view, nor is it showing up on my profile page among my newest deviations. I was just wondering what's up with that.

And I wait for an answer, certain that all will be solved... only to receive this now, hours later:

Hi,
I apologize for the delay. Can you please let us know if you are still having this submission problem.

For those deviations that were still affected by this issue if you cannot locate them in your gallery I would advise you go to the browse section of your gallery which you can locate by going to your Gallery page and then select the Browse text link. This section will display all deviations for you even if they are marked as unfeatured. If the missing deviation is not in your gallery but displays in your browse section all you will need to do is mark it as featured which is explained in the following FAQ. :)

http://help.deviantart.com/866/

If you need any further help please let us know.


<_< Yeah. Sure. Are you certain it's not you who needs help? Thanks so much, I think I'll just live with the minor annoyance. Not up for trying to put you straight.

An Ode to Cats

The dark tail swishes,
twitches
once, twice, and stills
as the beast stalks her prey
(quite unknowing
humming gently under their breath)
and she crouches, low
silent, careful
velvet and steel on white-stained grass
Creep just
 a little
   closer and

POUNCE

The prey is hers—
a satisfied purr
body cleverly entwined
around the captive's legs
That twinkle is not evil, no
but your heart has been stolen
(all
   over
     again)
and is being softly held
between small, playful paws.

!!!!!!!!
http://www.thecontrarianmedia.com/2010/01/christopher-lee-to-release-metal-album/

Behold the Man review

[Jitter], your gift arrived! Thank yous :3
I just hope I can actually use 'em... strong scents tend to cause me headaches <_<

11:36 <nekorin> Moi. Sä et oikeastaan tunne mua, mutta älä välitä siitä. Mäkään en tunne sua mutta se ei oikeastaan kiinnosta mua. Ajattelin vain kertoa että jos kohtelet mun Lamia huonosti niin sivelen sun kivekset hunajalla ja köytän sut kiinni muurahaispesään. <3

Now this is sisterly love. :3 Laura said this to Lauri (and isn't that hilarious?) a couple of weeks ago. Translation:

Hi. You don't really know me, but don't pay that any mind. I don't know you either but that doesn't really matter to me. I just thought I'd tell you that if you treat my Lami badly I'll paint your testicles with honey and tie you up in an ants' nest.

Frustration occasionally leads to experimentation.
One of these days I will write a poem with no punctuation and not one single capital letter.

... maybe.


blink

quietly, tendrils of sleep
withdraw
ebb
leaving fragments

can almost taste, almost
hear but never touch

even reaching
farther than arms
can go
  ...made of clay
  tied down, bound

to the ground

melody becomes whisper, then silence
flit far away
into realm of dreams


I open blurred eyes
and cannot follow.