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(no subject) [Nov. 13th, 2009, 09:40 am]

redloveclassic
i have a duck rice/porridge craving. hl if you're reading this can we go have duck rice/porridge for dinner today instead of sunday like we planned?

escapade is this weekend. meh.
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(no subject) [Nov. 12th, 2009, 06:07 pm]

2amtomorning

[copulates]
she's my best friend. she takes care of me when i sink real low, and she lets me soak up her shirts with my tears. she gives the best hugs and tells me everything i want to hear. she calls me at 3am to remind me i don't deserve to be treated like shit by someone i'm supposed to call my mother. she laughs at all my jokes and texts me all through the day to make sure i'm doing okay. she listens to everything i have to say, and tells me everything because she trusts me. she's my best friend, but right now i want nothing more than to tell her to fuck off and never talk to me again.

nights like these, i tell myself i'm just jealous of her, or that i'm not in the mood to put up with anyone, including her. i know i'm lying to myself. i bite my tongue and wait for better days, but i'm afraid they'll never come.
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(no subject) [Nov. 12th, 2009, 11:30 pm]

2amtomorning

[ohdarling__x]
& in the small hours of the morning, when her eyelids flicker and her breathing becomes ragged he visits her. She rolls over and he is there and finally it is alright. She rests her fingertips on his chest & the electricity jumps across their skin in the same way that it always did.
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LiveJournal Major Notes: Notes, Tweaks, Bug Kills, LJ_Cares! [Nov. 12th, 2009, 01:53 pm]

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New FCK fixes rich text editor!

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(no subject) [Nov. 13th, 2009, 01:52 am]

2amtomorning

[lourdxstunner]
[feeling | awake.]

This isn't about a boy.



She thinks we're best friends. I could have said we were close at some point in our friendship, but now I find that I'm able to regard her in a clinical fashion. If we stopped being friends tomorrow, I wouldn't try to fix it.

It sucks in a self-absorbed way, because I'm not the detached kind of person. I love endlessly, I care always. I find two persons on the other side of the world to mean more to me than she does. She lives the same distance away as my best friend, and I never feel inclined to visit her.


I always wonder if there's something wrong with me, and there probably is. Maybe I just don't like her. But I don't think she's the regular measure of a human being; she's not less, and she's not worse, but she's not right either.
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(no subject) [Nov. 12th, 2009, 10:24 pm]

lavishedd
Noooooo! My dad's leaving for Europe next week and he wants to use my phone plan to change phone!!!!!! CAUSE ITS THE ONLY 1 AVAILABLE. No man, no man!! I hope he gets so busy that he forgets until he leaves.....
I hope December comes quickly. It's gonna be a much more entertaining month.
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"attempting eros on unsettled moons" [Nov. 12th, 2009, 09:14 am]

creativewriting

[zombiedisco101]
"Her blood just runs. In narrow, covered alleyways there is no color in the night. No sound. No odor of the iron in the flow. Or pressure relative to something atmospheric. Or atmospherics. Just something always going, on a scale that runs between calamity and calm.

"Like a sea. 'If seas could be, like these, divided like the roots of trees. Trees with limbs that run and climb, and swing and dance, or merely brush, skin fleetly touching skin, beating to the sound of time.'"

"Okay. Stop there," Alan Lister says. He's sitting on a table at the front. Jeans. Loafers scuffed as Sunday evening wreckage, after two days spent abandoning routine. His tie is loose. The collar of a blue-striped, button-down shirt open. "Comments?" he asks the class.

"Yeah. She writes like girls fight," Tom LaDrue offers from the back. "All cunt without the hustle."

Mary Johnson glances back. "And your comments are always just a hustle. Fuck-meat dreaming of a lower gutter.'"

"Okay," Lister says. "If we could focus on the words?" There's a pause. "Someone else?"

"It makes me wet," Ali Ringtin offers from the side, "and want to come. Which is strange, since there's no lolly, hump-hump in the scene. No naked thigh meat. No nipples hard as last night's mashed po'toes, dried upon a spoon."

"It's filth," Andrews Jeffers adds, "that, clearly, preys upon the filth we each harbor in our tainted souls."

"It's cool," Benson says.

"Yeah, if your head likes Elizabethan posey-dough," Nameless Goth Girl counters. "It'd be better for 'your' head," she looks at Bristol Ans, the writer, "to just kiss those doo-dah feet good-bye. And lay the words out on their own, not wrapped in ancient tongue-meat, cold."

"Which is what you're 'not' doing, there?" Bristol asks.

"No," Nameless Goth Girl answers, smiling. "But you can fuck me any time."

"Okay," Lister says as the class bell rings. "So much sex, so little time. And a reminder -- tomorrow's turn-in: twenty things you wouldn't tell your mother, and a reason why."


20091112 08:53 Thu (339 words)
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"attempting eros on unsettled moons" [Nov. 12th, 2009, 09:05 am]

zombiedisco101
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"Her blood just runs. In narrow, covered alleyways there is no color in the night. No sound. No odor of the iron in the flow. Or pressure relative to something atmospheric. Or atmospherics. Just something always going, on a scale that runs between calamity and calm.

"Like a sea. 'If seas could be, like these, divided like the roots of trees. Trees with limbs that run and climb, and swing and dance, or merely brush, skin fleetly touching skin, beating to the sound of time.'"

"Okay. Stop there," Alan Lister says. He's sitting on a table at the front. Jeans. Loafers scuffed as Sunday evening wreckage, after two days spent abandoning routine. His tie is loose. The collar of a blue-striped, button-down shirt open. "Comments?" he asks the class.

"Yeah. She writes like girls fight," Tom LaDrue offers from the back. "All cunt without the hustle."

Mary Johnson glances back. "And your comments are always just a hustle. Fuck-meat dreaming of a lower gutter.'"

"Okay," Lister says. "If we could focus on the words?" There's a pause. "Someone else?"

"It makes me wet," Ali Ringtin offers from the side, "and want to come. Which is strange, since there's no lolly, hump-hump in the scene. No naked thigh meat. No nipples hard as last night's mashed po'toes, dried upon a spoon."

"It's filth," Andrews Jeffers adds, "that, clearly, preys upon the filth we each harbor in our tainted souls."

"It's cool," Benson says.

"Yeah, if your head likes Elizabethan posey-dough," Nameless Goth Girl counters. "It'd be better for 'your' head," she looks at Bristol Ans, the writer, "to just kiss those doo-dah feet good-bye. And lay the words out on their own, not wrapped in ancient tongue-meat, cold."

"Which is what you're 'not' doing, there?" Bristol asks.

"No," Nameless Goth Girl answers, smiling. "But you can fuck me any time."

"Okay," Lister says as the class bell rings. "So much sex, so little time. And a reminder -- tomorrow's turn-in: twenty things you wouldn't tell your mother, and a reason why."


20091112 08:53 Thu (339 words)
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protection covered. (Y) [Nov. 12th, 2009, 05:09 pm]

subtleassphinx
[feeling |bouncy]

ChooWeiKiong ♥ says:  stay away from him. lol. if he do anything tell me. i beat him
gloria why can't anybody hear when the thunder disappears and the sun breaks free? says: are you being protective of me now?
ChooWeiKiong ♥ says: not good uh. aiya anything jus find me k

okay so i dont get shite or harrassed or whatever from anyone in school but, how cute is that! my Primary 3 crush lehhh. hahaha.
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live life forward. [Nov. 11th, 2009, 11:10 pm]

2amtomorning

[trainwreckate]
I enjoy my boyfriends company so much. I just wish we could go facebook offical, is that selfish?
Idk, like I know we are dating, so does he. He never asked me to be his girlfriend.
It just sort of happened.. He's 19, I'm 17. He turns 20 in March. I 18, in June.
This way I don't know when our anniversaries are and that sucks.


My boyfriend is showering at his house, and I want to be there with him.
We've never had sex.
I'm still a virgin.
I'm 17, and I don't care.
I want to be in love.
But I don't need to marry the person.
But I'm afraid I'm going to get attached and clingy.


Oh, and I really just want to get baked.
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Prison of Words [Nov. 11th, 2009, 11:36 pm]

creativewriting

[r_tothe_core]

Words escape without meaning,
trying to find their place in my unrefined emotion.
Eventually becoming tired,
they fall into a slumber beneath my tongue.


They rest there confused,
causing my being to ache with their failure.
Unable to wake them,
my body lays motionless in the world I can’t explain.


Frustration lingering in the air,
tastes bitter but I cannot sweeten it with my voice.
The perception of reality dissolves around me,
and I become trapped within myself.

The tears that fall from my eyes,
they are my only escape.
Each a vial of despair,
containing the remorse of each slumbering word.


These tears carry relief,
but no other can understand them like I do.
My body is the prison of words,
and it is here that I feel most alone.

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(no subject) [Nov. 11th, 2009, 11:15 pm]

2amtomorning

[roman_spring]
[spinning |longhair]

This is a first draft. I'm looking for feedback. There is some subtext in this piece. Professor Longhair is a a jazz musician, 1918-1996 and there is a huge painting of him at Tipitina's Bar. Tipitina's is one of New Orleans best jazz spots and a place Longhair performed at often. This is a first draft. Thanks in advance.

The Crescent Caretaker

by Peter Richter


 

Enter Tipitina's — the rotation hole

where electric, shoeless uncles

allocate their copper goulashes

to catch white dripwater.

In the predawn,

in this open window asteroid awareness,

ballet chimes spinning, ceiling, sink

& doorbell.

For the crescent caretaker, the overcoat,

the impalpable void having an affair

within the rain soaked arteries of New Orleans,

we are running down the stairs - snare drum,

snare drum,

snare drum —

squeak & turn on the banister rail,

Because Professor Longhair is on stage

whistling, a lamplit Moses laughing

with filthy vigor and toddling fingers.

He's playing an electroscope blues like a hurricane,

a frenzy which stirs our drink clean.



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(no subject) [Nov. 12th, 2009, 11:11 am]

redloveclassic
amelia dizon went for her first ever mambo last night. HAHA. with nigel, lauw and mandi! so fun so fun so fun heehee (: and we danced till the lights came on. how's that for a mambo n00b!
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(no subject) [Nov. 11th, 2009, 09:31 pm]

2amtomorning

[imagineinfinity]

I was rambling on about how I miss my teenage invincibility.

I used to think I was immune to the danger. That I could go on adventures and do everything and nothing bad could ever happen to me.

My teenage years were the best years of my life.

I was fearless. 

You looked at me and said “just so you know, I still think I am invincible.”

 

You think you’re invincible.

But I know you’re fragile too.

I’ll try to use this knowledge to my advantage and try my best not to break you.

Honest.

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(no subject) [Nov. 11th, 2009, 09:12 pm]

2amtomorning

[oh_sweetsummer]

"you don't think i've thought about you? sure i've thought about you. just about every day. something always comes up that reminds me of you. when i'm driving around, or the way the lake house sounds in the summer. some days i wish i wouldn't but i still did. you don't think i've missed you? every single damn day. i looked through our pictures this summer and it made me smile, and i put them in my box of things to keep forever. and i figure that if it's been this long and i can't stop thinking about you and i can't stop missing you, there is something wrong. it's like i never stopped loving you."

"me either."

"what are we going to do?"
 

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A guy asked me out last year and I said no, but now I think I'm in love with him. [Nov. 11th, 2009, 05:35 pm]

2amtomorning

[roseinlabyrinth]
[feeling | sad]
[spinning |Love & Loss - The Honey Trees]

I'm a junior in high school.
I said no not because I didn't like him but because I was so self-conscious and paranoid, I thought it must be some kind of dare--it never even crossed my mind that he could actually like me. After I rejected him, we went through a brief, awkward phase of friendship. I started liking him then. We texted each other when we couldn't sleep, we studied together in the library, but all the conversations were painfully polite and horribly awkward. Just as we were finally getting more comfortable, though, we drifted apart. I'd become self-conscious again, and scared of hurting my pride. I thought he'd want a girl that would make him feel more comfortable and feel less awkward, and I thought, maybe we just don't mesh. I pulled away, and started ignoring him, and so he started ignoring me too. He was shy, I was shy. He was sensitive, and so was I. We were both confused and hurt. I cut off all connection from him, and over the three months of summer I thought I'd gotten over him. But when school started again and I saw him, that familiar warm feeling stirred in my stomach again, and I finally realized then that I loved him. Finally, but now it's too late. He's always been nice and polite and smart, I don't know why I just didn't grab him and hug him when I could have.
Now when we see each other in the hallways, we avert our eyes; me, from pain and love, embarrassment and regret; him, from hurt, I suppose. His friends keep telling me that he still likes me, and my friends and his friends all tell me that they thought he and I would make a great couple. Do I have the right to try again? After what I did, do I have the right to go up and talk to him again?
The worst part is, the self-consciousness still has not fully gone. I'm afraid of what his friends will say if I start talking to him again, scared of what MY friends might say, scared of coming across as desperate, scared of getting rejected.
I'm scared and tired and I feel so stupid and I want to apologize to him, I'm sorry for everything, I'm sorry for what I did. My heart hurts when I see him.
What should I do? 
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(no subject) [Nov. 12th, 2009, 01:46 am]

2amtomorning

[sweetness_sugar]
Today was beautiful. I've never felt happier. Standing there in the cold and the rain, with mud covering my new shoes. I didn't mind. If anything, i really enjoyed myself and i was smiling. I laughed. He made me smile and he made me laugh.

We sat there on the sofa as tears rolled down my face. I was happy but i knew it was for all the wrong reasons. He doesn't belong to me and never will. And only so many glasses of wine will make it okay.
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(no subject) [Nov. 11th, 2009, 07:38 pm]

2amtomorning

[ganjamazing]
i think i had an epiphany of some sort earlier. simple, but it made a lot of sense in a broad perspective...

i work at a tattoo shop where, thankfully, things are pretty lenient as far as time, agendas, even whether or not i decide to go out back for a quick toke, etc. so i stepped out to get some grub at Subway just a handful of storefronts down and a few minute walk, to which i can take the alley behind my shop to get to and conveniently stop and spark my bowl anywhere. i get to subway, order my food amidst chatting w/ the kid who works there. a few more people walk in, and i remembered i wanted to show the kid my latest half-sleeve tattoo, so i decided to sit outside for a cig while he took care of the customers after me.

now while i wasn't worried about being out too long, i didn't want to make it a 20min thing, but i realized that no matter the situation, i was where i was at that moment and the possible scenarios for when i got back to the shop would likely be very similar due to circumstances.

ruling out me smoking before going to subway, i opened up a window of scenarios to play out- either once i started talking to the kid at the counter or when i decided to show him my tat- that would cause my trip there to be longer than expected. but again no matter, i would've ended up in the same scenario i was at my "epiphany's moment" had i interrupted the customers after getting my food or waited for them to leave, as i did.

at any rate i've understood the idea for some time now but something new clicked and i thought it was a nifty realization. but now i'm thinking about the moments amid those windows where all the possible scenarios manifest. what kind of power o significance do they have? do they even really matter?


oh mary jane, i love you.
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Network Maintenance: Saturday, November 14, 2009 at 04:00-06:00 UTC/GMT [Nov. 11th, 2009, 02:00 pm]

lj_maintenance

[dwell]
On Saturday the 14th at 4AM UTC/GMT we will be upgrading the operating system of our network load balancers to a newer version, one that will allow us to use both CPUs! Nifty, because multiprocessing is nice.

Since we have 2 load balancers, the plan is to upgrade 1 at a time, and there really should be very little impact to our website. Hopefully you won't notice a thing and I'll get to go back to the hotel and watch some wonderful late night infomercials.

We've got a lot of exciting projects coming up for 2010 and we're hoping that we'll be able to deliver them all to you, that you will find it useful/cool/lovely and then you will use the site even more. Behind-the-scenes work like this will give us the capacity to handle the anticipated traffic, so expect a few more maintenance windows especially in the beginning of next year as we've got some neat ideas to improve performance around here! We had the recent 30-45 minute outage yesterday due to one of our logging databases filling up disk space -- not so great design coupled with my human error in handling the initial problem -- and it looks like we're going to finally have some resources to eliminate stuff like that. I can't wait!

As usual, I will be updating status.livejournal.org before and after, just in case you are not able to reach our main website during the work.
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(no subject) [Nov. 11th, 2009, 04:40 pm]
2amtomorning
[_supine]
got this from http://www.think-aboutit.com/native/26PrincipalsofLife.htm

really read it, youll prob be surprised


this ones my favorite

17. Taking Responsibility:
Our actions cause a reaction - it is a law of nature. We have to be aware of our actions and take responsibility for them and for the consequences of them. It is no good doing something and then saying you did not mean to do it. Had you not meant to do it, you would not have done it.
By taking responsibility for our actions, so we can take back our power and freedom to choose. We have to accept that no one will live for us, and that sometimes our actions will cause others, or ourselves, a measure of discomfort.
Remember though, that discomfort is one way of helping us grow and to show us where changes need to be made.
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