My love is like a speckly rose...

sundart and I were having one of those fun conversations that only seem to happen late at night just before bed. But we were talking about how there's all sorts of love in the world, and no two kinds are exactly alike. So we were talking about representing love with different colors of roses. Not that the colors we came up with had any significance in the traditions foofy language of flowers but I was vastly amused at our empassioned debate over whether the way she feels about one person was an orange-y peach with red edges or a cute flirty pink. We did agree that ours was one of those weird fuchsia reds.

so I was thinking about my friends and my relationships, and being vastly amused at the motley riot of color I've got. There's the magenta red one, there's one that's heart's blood red, there's a more traditional red, there's a pale peach, a few yellows, an orange and pink varigated one, a blue (just cause), a few blooms of white, and a black.

I love how my bouquet would so cause Martha Stewart the decorating headache of the century.

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Stupid livejournal, fucking up and posting my last thing thrice. *burpy posts go boom*

long nights

bah, livejournal being stupid.

I posted a little bit about this before, but since this morning I have this feeling that things are heading in an interesting new direction. Well, maybe not exactly new, but towards a period of settling down and achieving some semblance of stability and maybe even prosperity, like the past year had been a hard time of work, missteps, filling in weak areas, chipping out bad rock, and sometimes rebuilding whole sections, I've got some semblance of a foundation to take off from. Now comes the hard thing of picking a direction and facing the challenges ahead bravely, always a tough thing.

The reason I'm posting this sort of again is that I feel like this is true for quite a few people, not just me, like there will be a short time of peace and maybe a little prosperity, especially for those who never quite seem to find the two in tandem. Unfortunately I also feel like this time will be short and the new calendar year as opposed to the new pagan year will present a host of new challenges. But if this feeling I have proves true... I wish everyone all the joy possible in these lengthening nights.

*sigh*

No good deed goes unpunished, I guess. I unplugged the fridge on Sunday night so I wouldn't get electricuted while scrubbin and mopping, and completely forgot to plug it the fuck back in.

I hate my scatterbrain sometimes.

OMG

I'm a dumbass. Let's just say I had to go to two opposite end of noho to vote. oy. But I voted, damn it. Fuck bush.