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| Subject: | Spotted Coralroot - Corallorhiza maculata |
| Time: | 12:10 pm. |
| Mood: | reminiscent. | | Music: | Brazilian Baroque:Terra de Santa Cruz. |
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In regards to my previous post, maybe I should mention that we had a Great Pyrenees when I was growing up, which makes me susceptible to that particular kind of cuteness. The dog's name was Prometheus. My mom was the only one who called him Theus, an unsatisfactory nickname at best - everyone else called him Teddy. When you're a little kid of six years old, a Great Pyrenees outweighs you by twice your entire body mass and is an excellent dog for hugging - patient, calm, and impervious to damage. However, Teddy's patience was not inexhaustible - he would let you sprawl all over him for 'bout 15 minutes, then he would get up and walk off, quite aloof to the child he was dragging.
We also had a ginger-coated Akita named Kiriti. Akitas are very strong and are great dogs for knocking your children flat. You may as well keep a small, boistrous horse in your house. The dog was named after the beloved friend of Krsna in the Bhagavad-gita. Kiriti means "he who wears the diadem". My mother, the cruel woman who named both dogs, insisted on calling him Kir. Everyone else called him Tiki.
I don't know why it was my mother's privilege to name all our animals. (The cats were named Glyph, Nycto and Dys.) My dad and I just had to accept that we were not allowed to make any suggestions whatsoever.
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Saturday, July 22nd, 2006
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| Subject: | Jacob's Ladder - Polemonium occidentale |
| Time: | 6:08 am. |
| Mood: | asphyxiation by sugar. |
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I'm dying of the cute here.
It's from the doujinshi Inu no Hi/Dog's Day by Bambi Takada.
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Wednesday, June 14th, 2006
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| Subject: | Oso Berry - Oemleria cerasiformis |
| Time: | 12:27 am. |
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I am wrestling with an almost-irrepressible desire to go blond. Not Dutch boy blond, and nothing wheat-colored - ick, the color of Republican soccer moms, oh god no - I want a blond that looks like it was made by a summer of sun and salt-water immersion. But I don't want a "dirty blond" cliché. And is it possible to get it done without a headful of freaky streaky highlights? Especially since I also want - omg, gasp - white tips.
Please, someone talk me out of this. It will be a disaster, I know it.
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Saturday, June 10th, 2006
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| Subject: | Meadowfoam - Limnanthes douglasii |
| Time: | 11:51 am. |
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I live on air, on vapor, on nothing. I live on $23 a day with no other material or visible means of support. I am a funambulist on a glass wire. I am a marvel, a miracle, a freak.
I don't know how the fuck I do it.
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Friday, December 16th, 2005
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| Subject: | Alkali Grass - Puccinellia nutkaensis |
| Time: | 7:37 am. |
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Am I the last person in America to find out that there's a War on Christmas? It was the hot topic of discussion yesterday in Elmer's (the only bar in town) and I listened to the debate very carefully, but came away with only a deep sense of what-the-fuckedness.
And I only had one eggnog.
Other news: I got my job back. Hah!
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Tuesday, December 13th, 2005
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| Subject: | Goose Grass - Galium aparine |
| Time: | 11:56 am. |
| Music: | Erma Franklin, Piece Of My Heart. |
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Yep, I lost my job.
To be exact, I lost my miserably poor excuse for a job.
I don't feel bad about it - I don't feel anything about it, really. Except for the usual hazy contemplation of a future where I will never be gainfully employed.
But what the hell, I enjoy being a leech.
Wanders off whistling "I Enjoy Being a Girl", trying to think of words that rhyme with "leech".
PS. After sorting thru all the wank infesting my f-list (and feeling slightly disappointed that I had to raid another fandom for porn) let me just state that I'm not mad at anyone and I adore you all.
PPS. I can't for the life of me remember who recommended Dr. Jackson's Diary, but thank you, whoever-you-are. I thought it was a hoot and I don't even watch Stargate.
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