domesticnoise

mildlyannoyedrabbit:

I felt seasick. I went to bed after looking in the same cupboard 20x for cookies, biscuits, anything, but felt that that was a new low, even for me. I considered eating some sugar straight from the jar, but why bother?

Anyway, now it’s my day off but I’ve come to realize that weekends are the blackest form of perfidy - sure, it’s day off, but weekends are just domestic work days - cleaning, grocery-gettting, laundry.

Also, it’s raining again - which makes me want to curl up on the couch with the X-Files. I really enjoy watching Mulder and Scully caught in the same rain I can’t escape.

I am going to drink tea, eat oreos, and watch X-files. I wish you lived around here and could come over in pyjamas and hang out with me and watch them - it is funner with someone who knows all about what is going on. It would also be fun to do a Twin Peaks night…also, oddly, Oreos are vegan.

I don’t think I am going to eat dinner. Oreos only.

mildlyannoyedrabbit:

This article made me laugh and laugh. Great big belly laughs.

Here’s an excerpt:

“Even though New Moon has made a bazillion dollars and even though the third Twilight book, Eclipse, is already filming, Summit has declined to announce the fourth and final Twilight book as a movie. There’s a good reason for this: Breaking Dawn is completely fucking insane, and it is probably totally unfilmable. But if they do film it… man, we are in for a treat.”

I hate to post entire articles, so if you want to laugh too, you’ll have to here and read it yourself.

Hiiiii-larious! Fav line “Yes, an undead vampire apparently has enough viable sperm to impregnate a human woman while fucking her off the coast of Rio de Janero. Stephenie Meyer, you fabulous idiot!”

melanyouth:

I’ve been taking the bus since my car is in the shop, and I suppose this happens to anyone who walks a long-lived neighborhood regularly, but I was absolutely struck this morning as I walked through town by the fact that I seem to have a relationship with just about every house in my small town, even though I don’t know the people in most of them.

Every house and yard had a point of reference that I mentally recalled as I walked. There is the place my friends D+M have lived since the 80’s. There is the house where a woman came out to see my goat when I was walking her on a leash after work one night 10 years ago. Next to it is the house where drug dealers used to live. Now this next place, I remember when it was remodeled, it’s so much bigger now. Oh, here’s the guy who sells lawnmowers who isn’t my friend who sells lawnmowers. Yuck, I was in that old house once, right before it was gutted and completely rebuilt; so filthy and kind of scary it was. Lydia used to rent that little bitty house on the corner, I wonder whatever happened to her. Look at this nice blue house, it has sat empty for 20 years, ever since the So and So’s moved away; I wonder why no one has moved in? I saw a black and white cat that looked just like my cat in front of that white house once. Wow, they still have their propane tank.

And so it was, with every place I passed. I had a little story in my head about every single one of them.

i do work that is called “community development” and i am trying to capture community stories right now or a community identity and i am exploring all the ways that we can do that. i am really into geo-locating or whatever that term is that you can do that on google maps but that seems to be the grossest way of doing that. keri smith talks about love maps in her book guerrilla art where you can create the map of your town with the stories about your favourite spots or the stories you know — i have been thinking about these ideas non-stop and then i see this post in the dashboard this morning.

it is a great way to turn my brain on.

we are starting a review of my program this week and i have been having night terrors about it. like where my manager is yelling at me saying that i am responsible for us losing all of our funding and when i wake up i have blankets wrapped around my neck and i am all sweaty and i know that i was just yelling and grinding my teeth into my skull. i don’t feel like i can do enough planning, enough research, enough development work for this kind of review — i am not like you and the rabbit where i can really debate and argue and be confident in my knowledge — even though i breathe my work all the time. I am a total idealogue — maybe that is why I am not great at debating my work related ideas… got any insight on that?