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Day Two: Ready

In Paris on 31 March 2008 with no comments

Bonjour!
I slept nearly an entire fifteen plus shameful hours yesterday(no aj and bk I have not done the math on that, but I went to bed around 4pm and I just woke now at 8:30).
My first hostel was a great place to get rest. Only two other people in my dorm, who were both polite […]

Typos be damned…

In Uncategorized on 31 March 2008 with 2 comments

The key board is all backwards. Day one of Paris Adventure a few quickies:

Air India is quite the experience…there was an inflatable life vest sitting on the floor under the chair in front of me, and the whole thing smelled like curry.
Sleeping pills and free inflight Johnny Walker not the best idea. When I arrived […]

I was afraid

In Uncategorized on 26 March 2008 with no comments

I realized that I had been living in fear, of saying what I really wanted, of vocally actualizing those things to myself and others lest I be rejected. I held my breathe. I waited for the moments to pass. I ignored my own desires. I was silent.
I suppose in the end I was rejected. It […]

Two Women

In quote on 15 March 2008 with 1 comment

There were always in me, two women at least,
one woman desperate and bewildered,
who felt she was drowning and another who
would leap into a scene, as upon a stage,
conceal her true emotions because they
were weaknesses, helplessness, despair,
and present to the world only a smile,
an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.
Anaïs Nin

Exactly

In poetry on 15 March 2008 with no comments

Erica Funkhouser, “Day Work”
Alone. I love to be alone. Againstthe numberless infinities. Or forthe re-creation of the little choresthat roof my world: embellished emptiness.
A round peg in a square hole will findits four corners—within, without—and fillthem with its private tyrannies. Be stilland see if solitude will make you kind.
Contained. I love to be […]

the narrative

In Writing on 15 March 2008 with no comments

It has been a while. In the silence of the past week I was more able to reconnect with the story, to think and imagine the narrative which drives it, to develop it more. To fine tune my mind to focus less on my own solipsistic narration (twitter on crack) and exist outside of […]

My Ten Text*

In personal on 13 March 2008 with no comments

It was promising to be another quiet day in marcia phone land, but then I got these in the evening. I wasn’t going to post ‘em cause I like to keep it relevant and reflective, but they really made my day:

hi
sending you as many messages
to reward you for leashing up that twitter
to make you […]

Site Design, Feeds and Missing Content

In blogs on 13 March 2008 with 3 comments

I’ve been thinking a lot about what gets lost in translation lately. More specifically blogs that get mangled by everyone’s feed readers. Lately I’ve been trying some old fashion net surfing.
A few thoughts:

Most people I know have (with the exception of me I suppose) have put some thought and effort into their blog design. […]

The Universe: planetarium reflections

In philosophy, quote on 13 March 2008 with no comments

I know I steal a lot from Whiskey River. Trust me, I don’t want to but I can’t help myself. Their quotes are so amazingly relevant that I can’t help but think to myself, so and so has to read this. So please do us both a favor, add it to your reader.
This one particularly […]

Maybe I was ego tripping?

In Music on 13 March 2008 with no comments

The Flaming Lips=Zen?
The lyrics to my favorite Flaming lips song:Ego Tripping at the Gates of Hell.
I was waiting on a momentBut the moment never cameAll the billion other momentsWere just slipping all awayI must have been trippingWere just slipping all awayJust ego tripping
I was wanting you to love meBut your love it never cameAll the […]