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"Hey. Could we do that again? I know we haven't met, but I don't want to be an ant. You know? I mean, it's like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continuously on ant autopilot, with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient, polite manner. 'Here's your change.' 'Paper or plastic?' 'Credit or debit?' 'You want ketchup with that?' I don't want a straw, I want real moments! I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don't want to give that up. I don't want to be ant, you know?"

- Waking Life

I didn't post anything yesterday because it's been a year since this and I didn't wanna think about it. But I miss him.

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Courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] kirieflowergirl: A fat rant! (As in, a rant by a fat person, not a rant about fat people.)

A fun song by the Gossip.

And JD takes a bubble bath. Only posted because Ten and I have a gigantic bottle of bubblegum-scented bubble bath by our tub, and guess who's used most of it?

My brain is telling me that the time has come to write a story about the Greek gods, alcoholism, and the rising dead. I think it may have something there, but first I need visual representations of the Twelve Olympians. (I've already decided that Hades looks like John C. McGinley.)

on 2007-03-23 10:28 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] sunshinesounds.livejournal.com
What does it feel like, to have a brain filled with eels?

On the rare occasion I'm up north at my dad's house, I always hear my poodle Caramel barking, even though she had a heart attack about three years ago. :( That photo is adorable. :)

on 2007-03-23 10:31 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] ishyface.livejournal.com
It feels... chewy. Not chewy like "These eels are a bit tough, waiter, and the beschamel sauce is far too runny, could I have my plate sent back?", chewy like "AUGH THE EELS ARE GNAWING ON MY FRONTAL LOBE!"

on 2007-03-23 11:03 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] ladydreamer.livejournal.com
That rant rocks my socks.

*hugs* You need an eel extractor.

on 2007-03-23 11:13 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] ishyface.livejournal.com
I KNOW. It made me wriggle with joy (much like an EEL).

I used to have an eel extractor. I named it Advil. Alas, it seems I've broken it.

on 2007-03-24 12:45 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] redheaded-itch.livejournal.com
Hades C. McGinley would be absolutely amazing. That image fits perfectly into my head.

Daddy misses Goo too. And Mummy. But Daddy's still really sad.

on 2007-03-24 01:19 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] ishyface.livejournal.com
I know! In my story hes a problem drinker, and when Persephone leaves the Underworld for six months of summer he goes on a bender and forces all the souls of the dead to return to earth. And then, BOOM! Zombies.

And Artemis and Apollo are sharing an apartment in New York City, where she attends a slam poetry group and he stays inside all day playing his guitar and wooing persons of indeterminate genders. And Hephaestus is living in an alleyway with three cats because the other Olympian gods always make fun of him.* (The whole thing is narrated by Athena**, who thinks that all her relatives are completely nuts. Except for her dad, because since she popped fully-formed out of his head she's unable to see that the Great and Powerful Zeus is now that creepy old guy who sits in mall food courts and waggles his tongue at underage girls.***)

* This is actually true- Hephaestus was ugly and had a bad leg, so all the other gods laughed at him. That was why he tended to stay under Mount Aetna.

** I am basing her off of Nancy Drew. That whole "plucky heroine who loves her dad and, despite being subversive in a lot of ways, still basically enforces traditional societal norms" thing.

*** I say "now", but he really always was. He was just more inventive about it in the Mycenaean Age.

on 2007-03-24 09:19 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] facemeetpalm.livejournal.com
Dude. Just- dude. ♥

For some reason, the first image that popped into my head for Hera is Cate Blanchett in her Lord of the Rings RAAAAAHHHHH I AM GALADRIEL, WARRIOR QUEEN AND RECENT ESCAPEE FROM THE MIDDLE EARTH INSANE ASYLUM phase.

I'm thinking Sean Connery as Zeus. Because the king of the gods needs eyebrows that don't match his beard and a fuckin' Scottish accent.

on 2007-03-24 01:14 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] padparadscha.livejournal.com
"Did you EAT my mango body butter?"

What was his name? I couldn't stay in the room when my horrible undead cat finally had to go. It was too hard.

on 2007-03-24 01:21 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] ishyface.livejournal.com
"I schmeared it on a bagel!"

His name was Magoo. He was fat and smelly and hated loud noises and tended to poo everywhere, especially during the last few months, and I really hope that staying with him is the hardest thing I'll ever have to do, because I was a mess. He was my baby.

on 2007-03-24 01:26 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] padparadscha.livejournal.com
I know that feeling. Faye was crabby and scratched people and made a point of peeing in the downstairs bathroom. She went arthritic and senile and blind and deaf and stinky, and she howled a lot and stopped grooming herself and hated everybody, and we loved her so much.

I should have figured it from the title. What a bonehead.

on 2007-03-24 03:08 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] andyandy123.livejournal.com
that happened to me last august, i had to witness the putting-down of my dog... sigh.

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