[Linderel]'s diary
I find I have a sudden craving for a bacon-chicken-
I think I want this book.
http://www.gua
*waves arms* Last chance to sign up for Portfolio Contest! I'll be closing the roster and posting the first theme tomorrow around 13 Elftown time! :O
I've got some lovely new stones. Great things shall be done with them.
This one I'm probably going to break into a few smaller pieces.
Finally open for another round!
A butterfly sat on my arm today. :o I was outside hunting for photography subjects at my great-aunt's place, and just for a second, this big brown butterfly landed on my upper arm. It was cool. :3 There wasn't really much time for identification since the contact was so brief, but it might've been a Pararge petropolitana.
It's been three weeks since I last saw J. It will be three weeks more before I see him again. *sigh* This sucks.
Dis...
...or dis?
Annoyed. Found a caterpillar but as it's slightly windy, the leaf wouldn't stay put. None of the photos came out sharp. Please help me decide on the least sucky one? caterpillarcheck
edit: I really need to learn to manipulate the DOF.
Written about Tuesday 2011-05-31
Written: (4925 days ago)
I see the title of today's poem and suddenly this starts playing in my head. http://www.you
Written about Friday 2011-05-27
Written: (4929 days ago)
Going hooooooome tonight. Still got uni work, but at least I'll be home. <3
Will miss the boy, though. :/
Have not slept (properly - the dozing during the EEG doesn't count) in over 30 hours. Must. Nap.
After that I shall take coffee, watch a video or two and then get to work like a small animal.
Raindrops knock at the window
and I feel hollow in the silence—
I am the only one breathing this still air
in a room that is not mine
but has become yet another home
for me to return to.
The distance is a faint ache on my skin
and the clock mocks me,
ticking away secondsminutes
too fast even as it is too slow.
Separation
has brought me to my knees before, you know.
Yet I cannot regret giving my heart the leave
to love you.
I, uh, have no idea. Comment, plz?
All the whispers say,
“This is a blessed child.
She will show us the way,
redeem us of our wrongs
and light the dark paths
to lead us home.”
Sharp eyes and sharper smile
greet each awed pilgrim,
searching, probing for the answers
they want her to give them.
When the oracle speaks,
she releases their souls
from the cold emptiness of the world;
gates of heavens
are thrown open wide.
Every fool sings in rapture
even as he is swallowed whole.
All the poets write,
“There is no greater glory
than to be gazed upon by those eyes;
no honour to compare
to being touched by her hand.
She holds the keys to Paradise.”
The oracle smiles,
wraps her delicate fingers
around their hearts
and twists.
Read this poem. Seriously, read it. For some reason it made me teary-eyed, and despite the fact that I am a rather emotional person, that doesn't happen very often.
http://www.poe
Written about Monday 2011-05-23
Written: (4933 days ago)
I'm going to need someone to poke me periodically and check whether I'm still awake. Not now, but during the night (European time, that is). I have an EEG in the morning and they want me to stay up for a full 24 hours before that. I was not built for staying up that long, so... yeah. This is going to be fuuuuun.