August 18th, 2006


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“(Transcription by <lj user="elionwyr">!)

Hello! This is Shadesong. I didn't get a chance to do my morning post this morning cuz I fell right back to sleep after taking Elayna to the bus stop. And then <lj user="missakins"> came over and taught me how to list things on Ebay, for which I am grateful. And also showed me that I would be better off selling my suits on Craigslist. Uh, if any of you guys want size 0 petite and size 2 petite suits, or some in size 3 juniors, let me know cuz I'd, I'd like to get them sold cuz...we need money.

ok, ummmmm...Administration! Nobody new added me. Annnd, happy birthday to the people whose birthdays it is.

Uh, Medical: I got really tired, which is why I fell back asleep after taking the kid to the bus stop. But..otherwise..I, I'm about the same.

Hm. Daily Science: Uhh, go find it yourself (laughs) because I don't have any memorized.

Daily BPAL: I have not tried anything new today, but I am wearing Torture King. Yay Torture King!

Okay, the specifically Friday memeage.. I am wearing the jeans with the beads on the butt. Not beads <i>in</i> the butt because that would be very different. "I'm blogging this!" t-shirt! Because I am. And my leather jacket because right now I am in a movie theater and I'm always really cold in movie theaters. And I am in a movie theater because we are about to see some motherfuckin' snakes on a motherfuckin' plane.

<lj user="gwynraven"> Motherfucker!

Motherfucker, adds Gwyn. *laughs* Gwyn is here, too! Say hi, <lj

<lj user="gwynraven"> Hello!

That's <lj user="gwynraven">. She's, she's really cute. And *laughs* now she's laughing.

Okay! Other memeage.. What I'm reading! I am reading, um, <i>Mind Wide Open</I>, I forget who it's by. But it is about neurological testing. It's a guy going through all sorts of testing to...see basically examples of how we think.

Uh, I am also reading Anne Lamott's <i>Operating Instructions</I>, the journal of her son's first year of life. And next I'll be reading <i>Psyche in a Dress</i> by Francesca Lia Block, courtesy of Gwyn who got an ARC of it at ALA.

She's a hot librarian. There's an epidemic of hot librarians on my
friends list. All the hot librarians should say hi in the comments so we can hook y'all up.

Ok, Umm...What I'm doing this weekend. Um, I get to hang out with <lj
user="irana"> on Saturday, along with <lj user="gwynraven"> and <lj user="nycorson">, and, um, <lj user="nycorson">, send us details of your house and how to get there and everything. Cuz that's important.

Ummmm...and then <lj user="harkalark"> is going to be in town, and we
will be with <lj user="harkalark"> Saturday night and Sunday, and we
don't have any plans yet, but we *do* plan to make him say, "I'll be in my bunk," a lot.

<lj user="gwynraven"> *giggles*

Which is pretty easy. So it'll, it'll be a pretty undemanding weekend. *laughs*

Ummm....let's see. And the What Elayna Is Reading section. Elayna is reading a Nancy Drew book, the very first one, <i>The Secret of the Old Clock</i>, which I thought she'd read already cuz she's read a, a *ton* of Nancy Drew. But she hasn't. And we are reading <i>The Wizard of Oz</I> together at the bus stop, because she *wanted* to read <i>Wicked</i>, and I read <i>Wicked</i> and I said, "Oh, FUCK no, you're *not* reading <i>Wicked</i>." *laughs* So we're reading the original <i>Wizard of Oz</I> instead.

I have...not much else to say. Except, ehhh, I'm motherfuckin' sick of these motherfuckin' snakes on this motherfuckin' plane. Motherfucker!

And..uh, tell me in the comments what you're up to, cuz I am always
interested, even when I'm...too busy and scattered to comment on your
posts and all of that.

And I've talked for long enough and people are going to blow a fuse, um, transcribing this. *laughs*”

Transcribed by: multiple users

There are no monkeys in this voicepost. zarhooie is on crack. Crack kills, y'all.

EDIT: Added transcription by Spooky. Last part of transcription is
"Oh, yes! And I promised that if I made over $3000 in Blogathon I would sing a song, and that the people who donated would get to pick what song I sing. So, sponsors! If you have listened so far in this? You should, uh, try to think of the most embarrassing song possible, because I know that's what you're going to be going for.

And I got cookies from avivasedai and I'll take pictures of them later and write a haiku about them!

And, that's it. Umm...Ok! Byeeee! I hope everyone has a great Friday, and a great weekend, and...motherfuckin' snakes on a motherfuckin' plane, motherfucker.


That's Gwyn. Motherfucker!

Ok. Bye! *giggle*"
Body Count - by sforzie

Motherfuckin' Snakes on a Motherfuckin' Plane. Motherfucker.

When I was in middle school, I wrote a "book". In this "book", I had 32 characters. The sole purpose of this "book", actually, was to come up with and vividly showcase 30 paranormal murders. Yes, I did the stereotypical on-the-toilet killing of a male character. Interesting things with shag carpeting, too.

I am convinced that the writer of Snakes on a Plane spent his middle school study hall the same way I spent mine.

Spoiler-free review:

Freakin' awesome, dude.

And everyone in the theater chanted right along with That Line, and there was applause following it. :)
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Elayna 2006

*cracks up*

We're watching 10 Things I Hate About You. Scene: Allison Janney as guidance counselor Ms. Perky. Focus on the line of her erotica-in-process on her laptop.

Elayna leans forward, goggling... then turns to Gwyn and me and says, eyebrows raised, "I hope that's not what all guidance counselors write when you're waiting for them."
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Finished watching 10 Things I Hate About You and dancing to the closing Letters to Cleo cover of "I Want You To Want Me". :)

Watched Elayna's video from camp - the one that prompted me to go "OMG, my child is getting sexy with her hips." Gwyn spent half the video wide-eyed with her hand over her mouth going, "Oh, man. Our baby's growing up."

After Elayna left for her shower, I turned to Gwyn - "You see what I mean? With the hips?"

Gwyn's reply: "I didn't know how to do that til I was nineteen."

I was a stripper when she was conceived. We think maybe it rubbed off. Oh, man. It's just wrong.

Now Gwyn, Elayna, and Adam are playing Katamari Damacy. Their group addiction.

I love having Gwyn here. We all do. :)


Two quotes, both from Anne Lamott's Operating Instructions:

I heard someone say once that forgiveness is having given up all hope of having had a better past.

I'm reminded of visiting the scene of my rape ten years after... of feeling like I could almost see and hold the girl I was then. Of the feeling of kissing her goodbye, that particular twist in my heart as I let go.

...while we are on earth, our limitations are such that we can only see the underside of the tapestry that God is weaving. God sees the topside, the whole evolving portrait and its amazing beauty, and uses us as the pieces of thread to weave the picture. We see the glorious colors and shadings, but we also see the knots and threads hanging down, the thick lumpy patches, the tangles. But God and the people in heaven with him see how beautiful the portraits in the tapestry are. The poem says in this flowery way that faith is about the willingness to be used by God wherever and however he most needs you, most needs the piece of thread that is your life. You give him your life to put through his needle, to use as he sees fit. (emphasis mine)

I'm not going all religious on you. Faith doesn't really entirely have to do with religion, for me. I go back and forth on a daily basis as to what I believe in, aside from the fact that I believe in the possibility of anything, that I believe in not disbelieving. And sometimes I believe in an anthropomorphic god or gods, and sometimes I don't. But I always believe in something. If that makes any sense. I'm medicated to hell and back.

And I don't know that, in this tapestry, I'm some big fancy bit of embroidery, this dazzling piece of design, this thing to make people ooh and ahh. And I don't need to be. What I hope I am is something that crosses under the other threads, the thing that helps them hold their position, helps the piece as a whole. I'd like to be the piece of thread that helps Elayna shine. I'd like to be the piece of thread that helps hold other designs together when things are tough, the piece that helps correct when God's fucked up the embroidery a little. (Because I know I don't believe that any god is infallible.) I'd like to give strength and support. I can be the tangly piece crossing underneath. Holding you.

I have had some really fucked-up things happen to me. But because of those things, I am capable of helping other people. So maybe there's a reason to it. I am being used as God or the gods or the Universe see fit. Because the picture is bigger than me. I don't know. I just trust that there are reasons.
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