Sep. 5th, 2005

bardic_lady: (envy)
The Furies again
bardic_lady: (books and instruments)
I'm awake! Don't know if that's good or bad. I did my writing for Dramaturgy, so I just have a couple of articles to read, and I actually think I've read them previously.

Seino, ping me when you wanna work. Flavia, are you still interested in studying today? Amaresu, are we meeting?
bardic_lady: (indulgence)
Mnemosyne
bardic_lady: (crack)
Three dreams while napping.

1) I'm about seventeen (And possibly one of my cousins) and I've snuck away from my family to elope with this incredibly wealthy, very unattractive and dwarfish eighty year old man. We're in a very very plush honeymoon suite and I'm wearing not very much and there's champagne that tastes like honey. Which is creepy enough on its own, but there's also a girl (maybe younger than dream!me) who keeps coming in with other people who are going to teach me how to kiss.

2)It's my cousin's birthday and we're at a little party at my aunt and uncle's house. Not her parents, my other aunt and uncle. I'm showing my new computer off to my aunt and she keeps having to go away because of her chemo. My cousin has made a huge Happy Birthday banner, which everyone says is written in Japanese but it's a strange symbol alphabet I've never seen. There's an odd character that looks kind of like a giant squid and when she reads the banner, each of the character's tentacles becomes a gray tube and attaches itself to one of the people at the party and something has to happen for them to come off so we can leave. We start washing dishes and my cousin puts the waffle iron in the sink which is apparently a capital crime. This one ends with me falling asleep on one of the leather couches with her dad and there's a paper with ancient Roman ways to repel unwanted sexual advances. (Are we feeling a trend in today's nightmares?)

3) I'm in a marching band and we're like...the back-up band, because we're not good enough to be the real band. This one was very vivid and very disjointed. There was something about cheating on a test using clothespins, being filmed and goofing off in front of the camera, something about having to walk home from about twenty miles away from home, trying to get a job with about ten UPS people at a gas station, having $7 to my name, a creepy weird version of a guy who actually isn't creepy and weird following me partway home, and ending up briefly in Saturday night's nightmares about exploding things.

Damn. Someone tell my subconcious to shut up...
bardic_lady: (writing fanfic)
Lesbian soap scene edited and submitted to UT.

*Checks another thing off the to-do list*
bardic_lady: (needle dramaturgy)
Was on my way out for dinner and lo, there was barbershop in the first floor lounge! So, of course, I stopped to listen! Went over to the Suite for dinner, but we ended up in the Cellar cause the dinner turned out wrong...I invented the word "cracktasticker" i.e, "That episode was even cracktasticker than the last one..." [livejournal.com profile] amaresu and [livejournal.com profile] lornelover played pool and I mocked. "English", by the way, refers specifically to force applied off-center to the cue ball to alter the direction of a ball. It came into use around 1820 when Jack Carr, an Englishman, traveled around selling "twisting chalk" and giving billiards lessons, as Carr was the first to utilize side spin scientifically to improve his game. Ironically, what is called "English" almost everywhere else in the world is called "Side" in England itself. :p

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I Cannot Hide What I Am

I must be sad when I have cause and smile
at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait
for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and
tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and
claw no man in his humour...
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in
his grace, and it better fits my blood to be
disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob
love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to
be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied
but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I
have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my
mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do
my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and
seek not to alter me.

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