Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Being Sick
Since I've come down with a cold/bug/flu/illness of death... I've decided that I will use that as my inspiration
Tissues - haven't broken into them yet
Thermometer - feeling the fever coming on
Advil - helping me get through the pain
If the Advil doesn't work - these are my other options
King sized bed - only in my dreams.





Monday, December 1, 2008
"Those lips that love's own hand did make"
William Shakespeare (1564-1616)
Those lips that love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate,"
To me that languished for her sake.
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet.
"I hate" she altered with an end
That followed it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who, like a fiend,
From heaven to hell is flown away.
"I hate" from hate away she threw.
And saved my life, saying "not you."
Those lips that love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate,"
To me that languished for her sake.
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet.
"I hate" she altered with an end
That followed it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who, like a fiend,
From heaven to hell is flown away.
"I hate" from hate away she threw.
And saved my life, saying "not you."
Salvador Dali
His paintings inspire me today. I guess because it's so abstract, but in a more realistic way than some other's like Picasso. Or I could just be talking out of my ass. All I know is that I really love his work.




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