... seems to have marked me as some sort of social pariah, a plague, an untouchable...
...You see 'pain begets joy' or 'joy through suffering'...
I am reminded of the New Yorker Cartoon that hangs on my door. A party. A man and woman in conversation. Caption: "I was reading somewhere that all people are stupid."...
Almost Being Concrete
almost being concrete, doing everything
forwardly guided, his irksome jabs
knead lamenting memories -nothing obesiant-
parrying quotas, re-living semblances
towards unending vying wafts....
xenophobia yields zenithal auguries blissfully construed
during every finalised gulp,hindering immovable jokes.
Keen-sighted, languid men nod openly....
procrastinating quintessentially, reality succumbs to
So, this is the new oasis huh? I don't know, I've been with oasis for such a long time I figure I might as well hang around for a little bit. I've survived two oasis droughts people! Although, I am kind of jaded, because some of my columns I wasn't able to save from the google cache. Woe is me.
I missed Oasis. I admit, for a time I was glad that it was gone because I thought that it was time to let go. See, I developed a sort of scorn for it. Well, not Oasis, but the fact that I wrote on it and what I wrote.
See, there was a guy I barely knew who said that he liked me. Like, really liked me. We talked about what our relationship would be like when we got back to school, and I sent him my journal (this was after Oasis went down, so I sent him my saved copy). Right after that, he told me that it would't work out between us. He started it and ended it in two weeks. It was so hot and cold that I couldn't think of anything to blame but my journal.
*sigh* Now Dragon must learn how to navigate all over again... Ah well, to clarify for those of you who don't know me very well, this is Cristina from the "old oasis" Let's see... it is Ilana and I's 1 month/ 6 month anniversary, 1 month since we started dating again, 6 months since our first date. Yee-Haw!
Three majorish updates in the life of everyones favorite Shiny object
(ber*yl 'berel n : light-colored silicate mineral; B-note: see emeralds, my favorite shiny thing) :
I was playing floor hockey in gym class and me and this kid and I went after the puck and he knocked out my front tooth, and chipped my other front tooth. The knocked out one is currently being held in by great deals of duck tape. But oasis is back, and soon to be better than ever, so life is good. I checked to see if it was up almost once a day the entire time it was down, and more than once a day over vacation.
Sometimes I get fed up with working in a department full of technophobes. My computer skills are about average, or maybe a wee bit higher, but to these folks I'm "the computer person".
Someone stole my user name!!! I go by "Dazed and Confused", which is what I went by on the old Oasis page as well. Now, there's also a "Dazed & Confused" member... arrgh... I don't like that. I'd really rather not change my name; I like it, and I've been using it for awhile...but I don't like it being so close to someone else's user name.
what to do, what do do...
let's see, i get home around 11pm and my sis tells me some idiot rammed her car and sped off........rotten luck
DiamondDog's diatribe about the impending war with Iraq, just one part of the State of the Union Address.
A nice political read, but unfortunately, non gay related material.
How the hell does this new site work?! I'm confused, and I really really really miss the old set up. Can't we change back?
i had a very good day today .. but it's 5:15 am , i havent slept .. and i need to be at work soon..
plus i didn't manage to finish a very important task .. but i will get to it today , somehow ..
also .. my new desktop [image|55]
Nog voordat ons lippe raak,
ruik ek die geur van sy mond
wat soos `n ryp vrug gereed
is om my sorge te versadig
Hy neem my in sy arms,
en, totaal onbewus van ander mense
ontmoet hy my in die middel
van `n swerm onbevredigde emosies
wat skielik, onweerstaanbaar
in `n verstikkende
teug van genot
dit voel soos `n ewigheid
sy lippe neem afskeid van myne
en `n dun straaltjie maanlig verlig