Just wanted to share a movie quote with you. It's from a tv movie "Riverworld" 2010.
The road we walk was built with the stones that scarred our feet. ~ Tomoe Gozen
It just seemed to be another way of putting "what hasn't killed you has made you stronger" or "suffering is good for the character" ...which is said so often in my family that it ought to be our motto.
Hi Hi, Today's game is from another blog. Thanks Lady Drace. I found the page by searching for pictures of Andrew Lee Potts. Anyhoo, the game is this: 1. Bold the names of guys you'd definitely sex it up with. 2. Italicize the names of guys you might do after a little persuasion. 3. Leave the guys who don't do anything for you alone. 4. Put a question mark after the guys you've never heard of. 5. Strike the guys you wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole. 6. Add three more guys to the list. 1. Russell Howard ? 2. Criss Angel 3. Robert Pattinson (In the right light) 4. Jeffrey Dean Morgan 5. Hugh Jackman 6. Brad Pitt 7. Jared Padalecki 8. Taylor Lautner 9. Jackson Rathbone 10. Robert Downey Jr. (when he's not drinking) 11. Jared Leto 12. Adam Gontier ? 13. Chris Kane 14. Michael Welch ? 15. Jensen Ackles? 16. Michael Shanks 17. Misha Collins 18. Ryan Reynolds 19. Andrew-Lee Potts 20. Lee Pace ? 21. David Tennant 22. John Krasinski 23. Rupert Grint 24. Justin Chambers 25. Patrick Dempsey 26. Scott Patterson ? 27. Matt Czuchry ? 28. Ed Westwick 29. Jim Parsons 30. Mark Salling 31. Andy Samberg ? 32. Chace Crawford 33. Gaspard Ulliel ? 34. Bradley James 35. Colin Morgan 36. Joseph Gordon-Levitt 37. Christian Bale 38. Alexander Siddig 39. Jude Law 40. Tom Ward 41. John Barrowman 42. Rupert Evans
Obviously I could have added more than three that I fancy...and I admit to seaching imdbfor pictures of lots of the fellows with question marks (and italics since I never remember names that go with faces till I see them :).
Hmm, is it a reflection of my love life that out of 42 men there are only 18 that I wouldn't sleep with? lol, perhaps it's more a reflection of why I don't date...the fact that out of 42 men that are considered good looking I'd still only sleep with 24.
Hello, So it's been a while since I've written anything. I've definitely been in hibernation mode. There hasn't been anything in particular that's been keeping me there apart from not wanting to upset the apple cart. For the most part my moods have been good when I've chosen to be in the world. I've lost my temper once and shouted at E. Which is something I haven't done in about ten years with a person.
I stick my head in a hole when there is stress around...perhaps that's the reason I've been hibernating? E has been ill and had exams and hasn't coped with that. T and P have been working away in N.S.W., making it hard for T to see his kids and they've both been working very long hours with lots of pressure. M has been running around after everyone else and is starting to lose it. Me, I just go to bed and sleep.
Um I suppose that I've also been inventing a dream world to live in, just like I did as a teenager. Although I have to admit it's much harder to escape into it as I did when a teenager. I want to put that down to my medication and the way it affects the way my brain works. I have the same trouble reading books. My concentration only lasts so long before I need to reread something, which of course interrupts how deeply I can immerse myself in the story...which is the most frustrating part! I used to read a novel a night as a teenager, and now i'm lucky if I can read a couple of novels a year.
I do escape into the Sims a bit, it's nice to download furniture and stuff, then to build a dream house. Sometimes I theme the build with the characters I've made. Snowy the cat was a redneck with a mullet who lived in a converted warehouse with boarded and barred windows. Millie the chook, lives with John Chook, and a daughter Katie Chook, in a triple fronted cream brick venereal (veneer for those who don't know my families lexicon). Which is quite fitting since they are fifties rockers, poodle skirt included, and they were all the rage in Australia in the baby boomer era.
Oh you may be wondering about the chook references, last week I got 5 chickens. They are Isa Browns (aka brown eyes) which are a medium reddy brown with the odd white feather in their tails, wings or ruff. They are sweet chooks and eat out of my hand. They were on the point of lay when I got them, with only one of them actually laying, whereas now I'm getting three eggs a day. I was given a chook shed for my birthday. I did have a little problem with them eating the odd egg which I fixed by filling an egg with Tabasco, mustard and chilli. I had an old syringe which was used to flush ronnie's dodgy eyes with saline, which after piercing the egg's side with holes large enough to get the nozzle of the syringe into, I just flushed the white out and replaced it with this hot mixture.
Well I don't feel like writing much else today, so I'll leave you with a song.
"Heartbeats" JOSÉ GONZÁLEZ
[The Knife cover]
One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razor blade
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
One night of magic rush
The start a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colors red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
And you, you knew the hands of the devil
And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth
Sharing different heartbeats
In one night
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no
And just because I love his voice another one :)
"Teardrops" JOSÉ GONZÁLEZ
Love, love is a verb Love is a doing word Feathers on my breath Gentle impulsion Shakes me makes me lighter Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire Feathers on my breath Night, night of matter Black flowers blossom Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire of a confession Feathers on my breath Black flowers blossom Feathers on my breath Water is my eye Most faithful mirror Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire of a confession Feathers on my breath Most faithful mirror Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire Feathers on my breath You're stumbling into harm Stubling into harm
