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May. 16th, 2006

"Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous."
-Sex and the City

May. 9th, 2006

"Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go. But it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you're very lucky, a plane ride away." -Sex and the City

May. 1st, 2006

"When it comes to relationships, maybe we're all in glass houses, and shouldn't throw stones. Because you can never really know. Some people are settling down, some are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less. Than butterflies..." -Sex and the City
"My theory was that if you had breasts, boys wanted to have sex with you, which wasn't exactly a big compliment, since they wanted to have sex anyway. Whereas if you had a beautiful face, like Julia, boys fell in love with you, which seemed to happen almost against their will. Then the sex that you had would be about love. I'd told my theory to my friend Linda, who wanted to be a social scientist and was always coming up with theories herself. I'd concluded that breasts were to sex what pillows were to sleep. 'Guys might think they want a pillow, but they'll sleep just as well without one.' She'd said, 'Guys will sleep anywhere if they're really tired.'"
-The Girls' Guide to Hunting and Fishing by Melissa Bank

best poem ever

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled
with the intent to be lost
that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day.
Accept the fluster of lost door keys,
the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther,
losing faster: places, and names,
and where it was you meant to travel.
None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look!
my last, or next-to-last,
of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones.
And, vaster, some realms I owned,
two rivers, a continent. I miss them,
but it wasn't a disaster.

--Even losing you (the joking voice,
a gesture I love) I shan't have lied.
It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

"One Art" by Elizabeth Bishop

Jul. 28th, 2005



i'd rather dance than talk with you.
so let your hips do the talking.

i'd rather dance with you.
my kitty likes to play with my hair.

apples, anyone?

i am sooo typing from my new 12-inch PowerBook G4 right now!

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