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Bebe Le Strange

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Dreams unwind, love's a state of mind [20 Apr 2012|04:20am]
[ mood | cold ]

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Okay, so my journal isn't totally friends only. But I've been posting a lot more friends only entries than usual, and they're the most exciting ones (if you consider any of my stuff exciting) so if you want to read them...stop lurking...comment...and be my friend.
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Ice like diamonds [25 Feb 2010|10:05am]
[ mood | melancholy ]

Ice like diamonds

Winds embrace

My entire world aflutter today

Eyes that took my breath away

A simple touch,

How much I feel

And winter always felt like springtime

Seeing you

Seeing me

Always like the first time, truly


Ice like daggers

Eyes that sting,

Wasps where butterflies glided within

Wind that swept your heart away

I need your touch,

Or I won’t feel

And winter always took forever

Seeing me

Seeing you

Truly for the first time, always

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[26 Jan 2010|07:03pm]
[ mood | lethargic ]


This'll still be used for emotional rants and whatnot, but if you want something somewhat (relatively speaking) more coherent (I don't think "intelligent" is the right word), go here. Silent Movies and Muppet Babies galore! And more to come.

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Writer's Block: Sense and sensibility [03 Dec 2009|10:18am]
[ mood | sleepy ]

If you could keep only one of your five senses--taste, touch, smell, sight, or hearing--which would you choose and why?

I'm gonna take the really impractical route and stay taste...it doesn't do much to help you percieve the world around you, and doesn't do as much in terms of your safety as the other senses, but food is delicious. And wouldn't it be cool to have no idea what was going on around you until someone put delicious food in your mouth? Granted, if they put something gross in you'd have no way of telling them minus your body language. And you wouldn't be able to feel where the food was and wouldn't be able to tell when it was well-chewed, so you'd prolly end up choking, but food is delicious.
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Come up and be a kite... [17 Sep 2009|11:14pm]
Beelzebub is aching in my belly-o.
My feet are heavy and I'm rooted in my wellios.
And I want to get away and go
From all these mirror windows.

I look at eye level, it isn't good enough.
And then I find it out when I take a good look up.
There's a hole in the sky with a big eyeball
Calling me:

"Come up and be a kite,
Anf fly a diamond flight!
A diamond kite, a diamond kite.
Ooh, what a diamond!

"A diamond kite
On a diamond flight.
Over the lights, under the moon.
Over the lights, under the moon.
Over the moon, over the moon!"

"Come up and be a kite"

I feel a rush along my body, like a bullet.
I'm 2-D after a push-and-pull feeling.
And I want to get back to safe home:
I love the homeland dome.*

I got no limbs, I'm like a feather on the wind.
Well, I'm not sure if I want to be up here, at all.
And I'd like to be back on the ground,
But I don't know how to get down--down--down!

"Come up and be a kite,
On a diamond flight!
A diamond kite, a diamond kite.
Ooh, what a diamond!

"A diamond kite
On a diamond flight.
Over the lights, under the moon.
Over the lights, under the moon.
Over the moon, over the moon!"
"Come up and be a kite”
"Come up and be a kite”

"Kite" by Kate Bush...her music has been the hilight of my life lately. Sometimes you just need a batshit, helium-voiced British woman around for a little pick me up. It helps that her lyrics are amazing. And she released this when she was like 19. Like, my age. Why haven't I released a helium-infused album of lyrical genius? 

I have, however, been quite successful in my pursuits of coughing, sneezing, hiccupping, not sleeping, and not understanding geology or the concept of a compass. Win?
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[14 Sep 2009|09:19pm]
I'm getting sick (and since I've been doing nothing but mocking the h1n1 phobes, I prolly have swine flu...oh noes, karma!) and my favorite actor just died. Life is lovely.
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Writer's Block: Decision Time [23 Aug 2009|04:08pm]
[ mood | rushed ]

When you need to make a difficult decision, what kind of resources do you consult for guidance?
My horoscope.

Or Wikipedia.

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Writer's Block: Not So Genius [18 Jul 2009|01:02pm]
Which modern invention do you think the world would be better off without?
Cell phones. Obnoxious people yacking in public...car crashes caused by obnoxious people texting...friends and family dropping everything to take a call when hanging out or at a restaurant...ugly towers masquerading as ugly trees in people's backyards...and since there hasn't been much long-term study on phone safety, perhaps brain tumours. Awesomeee. Not to mention what a status symbol they become. Really, it's a phone; it's used to call people. Any phone does that; why does yours need to take pictures and play music and let you access facebook and watch TV and play games that you could play in any arcade for a quarter? Soon cell phones will be able to do anything and phone manufacturers will have a monopoly on every piece of technology ever.

That said, I now feel the urge to go appologize to Pen(n)elope, my Samsung Gravity, for writing such awful things about her. I was exaggerating, Pen(n)elope, dear.  I should really stop naming my possessions; I get too attached.

P.S. There's a detect location option now? Way to stalk me, LiveJournal.

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Can't get to heaven with a 3-chord song... [26 Mar 2009|11:11pm]
Old, but...I mainly like Corin's face in it.

see more hipster robot webcomics and pixel t-shirts
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Writer's Block: Fresh Flowers or Crunchy Leaves? [20 Mar 2009|12:31pm]
[ mood | dorky ]

It's the first day of spring in the Northern Hemisphere and the first day of autumn in the Southern Hemisphere. What season do you want it to be where you live?
Spring works just fine for me...lately I've been thinking that I'd like to live somewhere where it's like 50-70 year round without much fluctuation, and spring's like a microcosm of that. And I love that everything's coming back to life and there's no prospect of cold weather in sight (okay, maybe there is in St. Louis, where the weather makes no sense, but...). This is why prefer spring over fall.
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Writer's Block: Taking It Personally [26 Feb 2009|01:49pm]
Have you ever taken a personality test like the Myers-Briggs or Enneagram? If so, did you agree with the results? And what was your type?
I'm an INFP on the M-B one. And like 90% of all of those traits and 10% of the opposite, so pretty strongly so. And I totally agree. Being around people drains me, and I rely solely on emotions and intuition to make decisions.

Why am I on livejournal (just typed "liverjournal") when I have so much to do? I have a rhetorical analysis to write (whatever that is), and a drag show to help organize, and a room to clean so I can be a good hostess next week. And I just realized how much I'm dreading the week of March 15. After a week with a best friend and a week in Cuba, my normal college life is going to seem quite bleak. At least it'll be warmer. *knocks on wood*

P.S. I've never heard of an enneagram; I think I'm gonna go take the test now.

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Writer's Block: And the Oscar Goes To [22 Feb 2009|09:52pm]
[ mood | drained ]

What movie, whether it was nominated by the Academy or not, gets your personal vote for Best Picture of 2008?
Mamma Mia!, obviously. I really don't know...I think Milk is the only nominated picture I saw, and it was great (I loved the screenwriter's acceptance speech, fwiw), but seeing how Slumdog has swept everything else so far, it could be more worthy.

I should be doing the "daily journals", due tomorrow, for Enviro that of course I'm doing all tonight. Now why would my professor schedule an exam and project due both on the same day, and on the day after the Oscars? I think he's silly.

I didn't realize that there was a "drained" option under mood. I might go back and change all of my entries to have that mood, since that's how I usally feel, especially after a weekend at the art museum.

UPDATE: Penelope Cruz is still cute. And I think I might be a bit in love with Sean Penn.

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Writer's Block: Know by Heart [08 Feb 2009|06:06pm]
[ mood | lazy ]

Have you ever thought you knew the words to a song and then been shocked to find out what the lyrics really were? What was the song? Did you like your version better?
I have a tendency to complicate songs; to make them contradictory:

When I was little, before I knew the title of the Fleetwood Mac song, I thought the chorus was "Yeah...No." Instead of "Rhian-non". And I knew they had a song called "Rhiannon" all along, but couldn't match the song to the title. I felt like such a bad Fleetwood Mac fan.

And I thought the lyrics to "Roll to Me" by Del Amitri were "The right time, the wrong me" instead of "the right time to roll to me".

While I like the original versions of those better, I will say that I wish the line "the voice of confusion inside of me" in "Dog and Butterfly" by Heart really was "the voice of confusion and sodomy" like I used to think it was. I mean, I knew all along that those couldn't be the words; it's such a pretty, melodic song to begin with and it's not the type of thing the Wilson sisters would write. Yet it was all i could hear.

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I want a Tiddy Bear! [31 Jan 2009|03:15pm]
[ mood | lethargic ]

So...I've been unnecesarily posting this everywhere, but...it's pretty amazing. And self-explanatory:

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Writer's Block: Opposites Attract [29 Jan 2009|05:11pm]
[ mood | thirsty ]

What celebrity would you consider changing your sexual identity for?
So...part of me didn't want to answer this unisexist, poorly worded question. But it made me think of this music video we watched in Spanish class with a young Penelope Cruz. We were supposed to be paying attention to the song's lyrics, but...uh...um.
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Poetic genius? [29 Nov 2008|02:55pm]

Put your MP3 player on shuffle and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.


Go to her, she waits she lies waiting for you

I’d set your heart on fire, but arson is no way to make a love grow brighter
When you met me in the restaurant, you could tell I was no debutante

No matter what you do, I will always be with you
Loving you isn’t the right thing to do

I was walking down a one way street
Hey there, teenage Baltimore!

After every step I’ve taken, there’s one more left worth making.
Come they told me, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
I just want to run around, I just want to party down.

Cold late nights so long ago, when I was not so strong
the first noel the angel did sing was to certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay

I’m feeling rough, I’m feeling raw, I’m in the prime of my life
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose

It’s true you sold your guitar and bought a car?
Seventeen and strung out on confusion

Te mando flores que recojo en el camino.

O come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant.
Live for yourself, it’s a wonderful thing.

Girl, you really got me now, you got me so I don’t know what I’m doin’
So this ain't the end; I saw you again.

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Every time I see your face I think of things not pure and chaste [27 Sep 2008|08:28pm]
[ mood | discontent ]

So, these are all really obvious, and either you'll know them or you won't, but...

1. Take the lyrics to a favorite song (or songs).

2. Go to AltaVista,
translate the lyrics into German,
then from German to French,
and finally from French back into English.

3. Post the results verbatim.

4. Invite friends to guess the song based on the interesting new lyrics.

Song UnoCollapse )

Song 2Collapse )

Song TroisCollapse )

otro masCollapse )

I don't wanna know what Collapse )

I remember when Lydia put "Out Tonight" from RENT into a translator and in the end it came back as a song about wanting to put on a tight skirt and dance with a foreigner. I remember when we used to do obsessive rent-related things like that. Like it was yesterday. Cause it was. I brought the Rent jeans to college, but I won't wear them until I find someone who'll appreciate them.

The drunk people upstairs need to stop jumping up and down and screaming and slamming things; one of my roommates is trying to sleep and I'm cranky. At least the tequila party across the way is over. I have no problems with drinking (well, save hangovers and alcohol poisoning and drunk driving and whatnot) except for the fact that (sorry, T. Tom..at least I didn't use "due to".) it makes unnecessarily loud people even louder and eventually leads to them not being able to do anything except sing Journey songs off-key and scream, "Woooo!". And they really need to re-open the frats so the hall doesn't reek of beer and tequila every Saturday night. I think I'm just bitter because I haven't found any parties to go to these past 2 weekends. I've had fun, though. Hanging out on the Loop and watching Rocky Horror (in preparation for seeing a midnight showing in a few weeks) can be just as fun. So can sitting alone in a dark room listening to Sleater-Kinney. I've spent many a nights doing just that, including this very one. I'm gonna see if I can incorporate them into my women's studies final paper.

Ooh, I got my hair cut today. It looks awesome. At least it does now that it's flat-ironed. I'm a bit scared to see it when it's curly. If you're in St. Louis go to the Blue Element Salon. Cause I want the $25 gift card I get for referring 3 people. But, yeah, the people are really friendly and they cater to all ethnicities, which is good because any place that caters to one particular race seems to get utterly baffled by my hair. I think my hair baffles itsself at times, even.

I feel lke there should be a good way to end this entry, but I can't think of it, so you guys should try to guess those songs.
*Edit--I just read the post and the formatting's way off for all the songs. I'm lazy, so you should be able to figure it out.

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I know I was going to cut down on my video posting, but... [23 Sep 2008|03:41pm]
My mom sent this to me. I think it's pretty awesome:

See more funny videos at Funny or Die
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Now in my mind's eye, all roads lead to you... [20 Sep 2008|05:17pm]
Busy, busy, busy.

Classes, homework (not too many projects or tests yet, luckily), a bajillion activities (College Dems, Peace Coalition, Pride Alliance, Children's Theater with the Campus Y,  Association of Mixed Students, Green Action, perhaps Safe Zones training, and I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff,...and don't my club choices make me seem disgustingly liberal? It makes me happy.), work at the Art Museum, Trying to learn about astrology, going to parties and trying to not be socially inept, new people, places, things.

I'm constantly doing something, and it's usually something I love, and I've had a lot of fun. But it's come at the expense of having time to sit back and reflect. There are so many opportunities to think about things here, to share thoughts. Everyone here's such a great thinker. Except me. I prefer feeling, but the only thing I feel is a disconnect from my emotions. I'm tempted to throw all my astrological findings about Cancer being the "feeling" sign in your faces, but I'll hold back. But I will interject and say that I'm also lacking someone to care about take care of. Maybe I'll get a fish or something. I wonder if we can keep hermit crabs...except I haven't wanted to handle one since last summer when Lydia had one and we saw it change shells and got a glimpse at the gross bulbous thing that the pretty dyed shells hide. Ew.

But anyhow, I've been feeling sort of unintelligent lately, since everyone around me has so many brilliant things to say. When I do think deeply about things, I need to organize my thoughts before sharing them. I actually really want to start writing papers for classes so my teachers don't think I'm devoid of a brain.

What can I write about that won't make me seem totally emo?

There's a hot air balloon race or something going on outside my window. There have been some strange balloons, including a pepsi-can looking one that doesn't seem aerodynamically sound, but what do I know about aerodynamics. I've been snapping pictures of every balloon tha passes, since I'm easily amused, and since I haven't taken a bajillion pictures in ages. I feel awkward bringing my camera along with new people, since I feel awkward asking them if I can take pictures of them, and I don't know what their positions on camera-whoring are.

I used to have this shirt. Some of you might remember it--it was turquoise with a bit parrot on it and it was amazing. And, of course, it went missing. So, last week I was at Rag-o-Rama and I was digging through the racks and I found the shirt and freaked out. And then I went to buy it, and found out that in order to pay with a debit card, you needed a state ID, and I only had my student one on me. So I left the shirt and went to find an ATM. I came back, and I couldn't find the shirt anywhere and neither could anyone working there. So I went back to my room and sulked. But I went back today and went to a rack and pulled out the first turquoise shirt I found and it was the right one! So then I bought it and went back to my room and celebrated.

I went to a midnight showing of the Grindhouse films on Saturday night. They were amazingly rediculous. I thought I'd had enough after Planet Terror, with all the fake blood and whatnot, and then Death Proof came on and suddenly Mimi and Joanne from RENT were kicking the shit out of Kurt Russel. Maybe my lack of sleep contributed to it, but I was cracking up.

I've been listening to Shawn Colvin a lot lately (She sang "Sunny Came Home", and a bunch of amazing lesser-known songs). I don't know why I hadn't gotten more into She's playing in St. Louis in December, but it's the weekend before exams, and I doubt I'll be able to get anyone to go with me. Sad. But maybe I'll impose another music video on you. I think I'll go with "Round of Blues":

Shawn Colvin - Round Of Blues
Music Video Codes at www.blastro.com
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10 things [26 Aug 2008|10:40pm]
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