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You're The Guns of August!

by Barbara Tuchman

Though you're interested in war, what you really want to know is what
causes war. You're out to expose imperialism, militarism, and nationalism for what they
really are. Nevertheless, you're always living in the past and have a hard time dealing
with what's going on today. You're also far more focused on Europe than anywhere else in
the world. A fitting motto for you might be "Guns do kill, but so can
diplomats."



Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

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in a brick mansion with never-ending puzzle rooms
I was in the tower (the view was incredible)
with only one exit-
a dark hole with a ladder
I climbed down to the next level, prepared to hop off...
then lost hold and with flailing arms
slipped down, down

terrified
splashed into warm dark water below
deep, eerie behind my back
and demon claws scratched my skin, and tore my dress
as I struggled to pull myself up onto the slippery rungs (resolving to do more strength-training in the future)

when my unconsciousness was done playing in my spiritual limbo...
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it was a spring day, sun shining brightly
I was naked and dancing (improvizational) in a room
enjoying the way the light played on my body
my lover sat and softly watched, then asked for my hand
my heart grew vines
i refused underclothes, but put on some blue shorts and a white tank top
and we went onto the patio to set up for a wedding

we tested the drinks at the bar
he kissed my hand, and then licked salt off of it, followed it up with tequila
my drink was bland and acidic,
the portly chef chopped vegetables
talked about being a student and making dinners for his wife
I stared into his large almond-shaped eyes
....

and woke up late for work.


Truly ages have passed in the time span I have not written or read Livejournal. Ages in the lives of my friends and my own. I feel like almost a completely different person than even a few months ago...so I must imagine the same must have happened to those I haven't had contact with in awhile.

I've finally started school out in NYC; it sounds far more glamourous than it is. Last weekend included plane delays/cancellations and general frustration, but also the most exhilarating time...I felt completely in my element. Surrounded by those who have missions similar to mine- and my thoughts about the school being too new-agey were quickly dispelled by the quality of the speakers - Walter Willett, the Chair of Nutrition at Harvard gave a talk about trans fats, and Dr. Weil is speaking at our graduation...and one of the certificates we'll get comes from Columbia University. This is The best decision I've made in years- I'm so excited to be spending time getting to know all of these people who vibrate on the same wavelength, and to learn how to apply all I know to others' health. One of the best things about the school is that it helps to prepare you for making this your job- they put into practice what I've learned in theory at OSU. This has sent my happiness quotient screaming towards Mars :). Outside of the school, I made a few new friends, OSU alumni who've managed to leave the 'black hole' state. The other good news is that I might be able to claim some of the 10k+ I've spent out of pocket at this school- that is, if I start a business, pronto.

Cynosure.

A menance to society, internal revolutionist, counter-culture. I've aligned myself with the one
presidents and leaders claim he works for, a popular public enemy. This is a rebel I could really love. No renovation projects here, except on me. He knows me deeper than I know myself and pushes me to realize my potential. The desire to tear away this cocoon surrounding me and show the light and beauty within. You were always in love, I'm sorry I was a rejection queen. In you, I
find true perfection.

Note to self: When dwelling on what could go wrong- stop, then exaggerate the problem until its so absurb that you laugh. Besides, so many times when I enter the realm of the unknown, I start to fear...before realizing I have the best parachute ever. And I do.

The night before buying tickets to fulfill an 8 year dream of traveling back home to Germany:

I haven't been listening to my heart. I don't think I have for a very
long time. Today, and everyday I can remember in years past, I was
telling my heart how I wanted it to feel about what I was doing, who I was
seeing...no wonder my heart's been treacherous. It has been right.


If you want to try something fun, try writing your future self an email.

Alas, my love, the time has come to say goodbye. A kiss on the cheek, and a hope for a next time.

Whoa- just received a call- my little brother is getting married to his German girlfriend this August. Wow. Crazy. I know how lucky he is, I hope he always remembers.
Current Music:
The Waitresses- "I know what boys like"
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StrawBrry80 (9:56:08 PM): that honey and the moon song came up on my ipod today and it made me think of you

Auto response from Schmet 18 (9:56:08 PM): chem

StrawBrry80 (10:02:55 PM): its a good thing you arent around to respond, i dont have anything interesting to say

It's funny how tightly songs can be tied to memories. Now, I just focus on the song...

You'll love thisCollapse )

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sometimes almost maniacally...

but THIS is just too much.

Makes me feel normal :).

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If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

Have fun with this :)

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uses color and light to bring about health and balance. Even the ancient Egyptians built solariums with different colored glass for therapeutic benefits. One form of chromotherapy is “color breathing”—visualize a specific color and breathe it in and out to achieve the desired result for 5-10 minutes. Medical intuitive: let your body pick the color and guide the breath to that area.

Red-increase energy and power, improve love life
Orange- get attention- improve procrastination
Yellow-encourage optimism and joy, let go of material possessions
Green- treat depression, eating disorders, respiratory problems, infertility
Turquoise- improve immunity, gain more power
Blue- relax, treat blood pressure, gain confidence
Purple- boost self-worth, gain wisdom
Magenta- let go of negative feelings

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Most idiotic idea I've heard in a long time. Yes, let's create a bunch of flying syringes...

Mosquitoes genetically engineered to vaccinate people

Two British scientists aim to use genetically engineered mosquitoes as 'syringes' to try to vaccinate people against malaria and other diseases.
Professor Bob Sinden, Imperial College, University of London, and Professor Julian Crampton, School of Tropical Medicine, Liverpool University, said they have taken an important step in the process, but still have a long way to go. "The key thing that we're doing is using the mosquito as the syringe," Sinden said.

Brilliant!

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Um.Wow.

I'm curiously drawn to this, although there's no conceivable way I'd be able to go at this point in time.

Jill would enjoy Richie Hawtin's portion of the line-up :)

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I quite seriously believe there are some very excellent things for me in the coming weeks. This alone makes me excited (and anxious?) with anticipation.

related...

Birthday. Spain(?). Chemistry. Alte Freunden, neue Freunden. Church in my soul. Letters in the mail. The beach. Yellow Springs. Growing. Japanese. Dancing. Latino festival. Visitor at work. Peace. New daydreams. Blowing bubbles and drives on the highway. Gardens. New journeys and discoveries. I love to smile.

Schöne Geheimnisse :).

Current Music:
Clue: Postal Service "Nothing Better"
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