December 2008
53 posts
past weekend
it was a good one.
-stayed in watched movies, drank beer
-fancy party time
-lots of friends
-cute bands
-yummy punch
-red vintage dress( tore, burned and wrecked said dress)
-ride home via cafe racer with ridiculous giggles the whole time
-throbbing feet thanks to 4 inch heels
-cozy sleep all day long
-most importantly, purchased airfare to Italy
cross-roads
i know i said i wasn’t going to be posting anything too personal only a few days ago, but shit is coming to a head. I have to make some decisions about life before i explode.
i’m not even sure where to start in my attempt to articulate this serious frustration i feel about my life, lack of progress and general frustration with basically everything. I apologize in advance if this is...
The Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show= most underwhelming display of boobs, rib-cages and giraffe legs around
wu-tang clan ain't nuttin to fuck wit
i have a Wu-Tang Clan song stuck in my mufuckin head yo. My favorite actually, all the way back from 1994 when i was but a little 14 year old thing.
here is the one line that kept going through my head on bus this morning:
well i’m a sire
i set the microphone on fire
my rap styles vary and
carry like Mariah
i come from the Shaolin slums…
you’re welcome!
content
i know i’ve been re-blogging a lot and my text posts are lacking in depth lately. Basically its been a shitty month. If i were to go more in depth it wouldn’t be now (while at work) or on tumblr. It’s just not any of your business. Unlike my real life relations, i’d like to keep this one light.
xo,trot
upgrade?
i went and joined Facebook. It is confusing the hell out of me.
add me?
amber.ivie@gmail.com
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austinites, come buy some stuff!
we are having a company garage sale again! lots of stuff for sale, great Christmas gifts. Mind you these are returned or discontinued items so they are NOT in perfect condition. They are all, however, deeply discounted at way below wholesale pricing.
I’ll update with some specific info tomorrow afternoon.
“I just look around and say, “I’m a mess, baby. I don’t know why I do things.”
– Mike Tyson (via rainier)
resolution
save myself from myself.
from A to B
During my morning commute i am struck with many story telling ideas, things parsed from the previous evening, conflictions and basic musings about the bus-riding populace.
unfortunately though i get to work and Poof, there they go, as my mind shifts gears into work mode.
I’ve decided that it’s time i get a notebook for my bus-riding ruminations. I think i may title it “Point...
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self reflection 1
i would be useless in a position where secrecy and discrection are highly valued or more importantly, required.
i will offer up nasty secrets and humiliating professions and usually without provocation. the listener must only listen and make note that message have been received.
cat floats around cat eye, for real. →
“The only reason we don’t open our hearts and minds to other people is that...”
– Pema Chodron
grain edit design blog →
“Though one cannot have direct knowledge of one’s own amnesia, there may be ways...”
– via: the new yorker
there is a layer of fog
over everything
but my mind is worse for wear
my body hurdles headlong
into maturity pulling my
young but not so agile mind
along with it
we are aging into impermanence
gathering the dust and
ashes we’ll need to lay our
funeral bed
there is a layer of fog
over everything
and my mind is worse for wear.
A supplicating voice
magicmolly:
Zits don’t bother me. To feel one pulsing, or to wake up and find one on my face in the bathroom mirror, or even faintly cresting beneath the skin––this is not a problem at all. Zits are a fitting hedge against overconfidence, since one or two is enough to recall high school. I spot one and realize at any moment that I might be visited by a whole settlement. So in a way, a zit or two...
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another piece of learning that won't be put to...
The Full Nelson as described in Wikipedia:
The full nelson (sometimes called a double nelson) is done by performing half nelsons with both arms. The holder is on the back side of the opponent, and has his or her hands extended upwards under the opponents armpits, holding the neck with a palm-to-palm grip or with interlaced fingers. By cranking the hands forward, pressure can be applied to the...
unwalkable →
i never fail to consistently surprise myself with the ways in which i am able to make perfectly nice people angry and/or frustrated with me.
way to go asshole!
pinche gravity!
screw my inept hands for dropping that delicious pure-cane sugar Mexican Coke on the ground. dang.
tumbledore:
Songs: Ohia - “Farewell...
world's oldest weed stash found →
things are a lot worse than i thought...
“You feel that everything is going against you and you are worn out and exhausted by all the conflict and quarrelling. You are trying to protect yourself but at the same time you are hiding your feelings, hoping that by so doing, you can avoid exposing yourself to attack. Hopefully this will give you the chance to get on with your life. Nevertheless, you should be very careful to try to...
tumbledore:
Television - “Marquee Moon”
(via...
my mom used to have your haircut in the early 80's
my friend just told me that my hair reminds me of her mom’s hair when she was a kid.
she’d get lost in the store and look for her ” big poofy curly head.”
very cute.
misprinted:
He does not know it, but Babu Sassi, a fearless young man from Kerala in southern India, is the cult hero of Dubai’s army of construction workers.
Known as the “Indian on top of the world”, Mr Sassi is the crane operator at the tallest building on earth – the 819m Burj Dubai. Sassi’s office, the cramped crane cab precariously perched on top of the Burj, is also his home ...
