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DOG [26 Feb 2006|09:43am]
here is the newest addition to my menagerie, Tupelo Honey (but you can call her Tupelo.) previously, she was known as Sunflower. the little bald/pink spots you see are from mange. she is all better now, but she
had a bad case of it, which is why her evil owners dumped her. she was just days from being gassed at the high-kill county shelter when my rescue agency found her, and now she has a wonderful home with me! the
mange is gone so the fur will grow back soon.

she is a yellow Lab mixed with...god knows what. she the thought is beagle and maybe something else. is about a year and a half old. she's a nice medium sized dog and very happy and loving. she loves people
and other dogs and even gets along pretty well with her cat-sister Sully. she likes to lick and cuddle (thinking she is a lap dog) and, as you can see, her favorite toy is a stuffed elephant! I suspect her
to be a genius. she already knows her name and she brought me her leash in her mouth earlier today when she wanted to go out.

here you go!




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[17 Jan 2006|11:53am]
many new photos in my photo blog, for those who like that sort of thing!
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argh [07 Jan 2006|02:00pm]
[ mood | cold ]

first time being a homeowner has come to bite me in the ass: my heat isn't working. I woke up today and it was 62 degrees in my condo, despite the thermostat being set to 72. it is just blowing cold air out of the vents. and I have no landlord to call to fix it...meep.

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music-inated! [31 Dec 2005|01:56pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

no one was kind enough to post a useful quiz about 2005 for me, so I will just have to stick with the basics, using the ever-evocative medium of music. without further ado, my top 5 (and secondary top 5) of 2005 (yay, so many 5s.)

1. Picaresque, The Decemberists
A perfect blend of the prettiness of Castaways and Cutouts and the weirdness of Her Majesty. This band is one of the rare ones that really shows evolution and progress and just keeps getting better and more sophisticated and more artistically impressive, without losing their identity, style and surprising accessibility. Everyone I forced this album upon loved it, which must say something.
Fave tracks: The Engine Driver, The Infanta, Eli the Barrow Boy

2. Illinois, Sufjan Stevens
Me and everyone else, I know. But as a native Illinoisan, I can vouch for the fact that the musical tapestry here really does capture the mood of living in that state perfectly. Especially growing up there.
Fave tracks: Casimir Pulaski Day, Jacksonville (but there's not a bad one on it)

3. The Mysterious Production of Eggs, Andrew Bird
Catchy, weird and melodic. I got hooked on Fake Palindromes the first time I heard it, but all the other songs just sort of embedded themselves in my subconscious where I would find myself humming them before I even realized what they were.
Fave tracks: Fake Palindromes, A Nervous Tic Motion of the Head to the Left

4. Alternative to Love, Brendan Benson
Just plain and simple, a fabulous pop album.
Fave tracks: Them & Me, Cold Hands Warm Heart, Spit it Out, Alternative to Love

5. Cold Roses, Ryan Adams
OK, so it's not his best album, but it has an amazing thematic consistency to it. It just FEELS like an album to me in a way that nothing he has done since Whiskeytown has. And unlike his other albums from this year, single tracks would just grab me by the throat and not let go. He needs to edit himself and quit it with the falsetto shit, but overall, this album is American gothic gorgeous.
Fave tracks: How Do You Keep Love Alive, Sweet Illusion, Magnolia Mountain

The next 5: Silent Alarm, Bloc Party; Get Behind Me Satan, White Stripes; Nashville, Josh Rouse; Transistor Radio, M. Ward; and Pixel Revolt, John Vanderslice.

Albums that got a lot of play in 2005 but did not come out then: Trouble, Ray LaMontagne and Julie Roberts' self-titled album.

Songs that will remind me of 2005 for various reasons: How Do You Keep Love Alive, Ryan Adams; Breathe Me, Sia; Shelter, Ray LaMontagne; Rated X, Neko Case; Return of the Grievous Angel, Ryan Adams and Emmylou Harris; Mr. Brightside, The Killers; Here Comes Your Man, The Pixies; The One I Love, David Gray; Story of Your Bones, Jennifer Nettles Band; I Turn My Camera On, Spoon.

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I really don't want to go back to work. [30 Dec 2005|01:03am]
[ mood | sleepy ]

I have been full of houseguests! well, that sounds like I ate them. actually, I only ate a LOT of food, which they (spec. Sunny and Meredith) inspired me to eat, at lovely places and in my home. I did not eat the houseguests themselves. but they are gone, and I am sad. we had a lot of fun. there was Savannah involved, with much beautiful walking along the river and visiting Paula Deen's restaurant of LOVE, there was shopping, movies, you name it.

for photographic evidence, please consult my new photo blog: heartofmercury.blogspot.com.

the only downside to the entire week is that my car got broken into. we were in broad daylight at a busy shopping center in a nice area. we went into the mall to see a movie, and when we came out, my window was smashed (with a bag of rocks, left lying next to the vehicle. CLASSY, no?) and my beloved iPod was gone, along with Sunny's MP3 player and the clothes and housewarming gift the girls had bought earlier that day. the good news is, insurance covered it all, and I now have a fabulous new iPod (60 GB! Black! Shiny! Video!) But it was generally icky and no fun and it was very cold waiting for the cops to come. I swear, Atlanta isn't a bad place. I promise. this is not normal.

at any rate, I must sleep. more tales to come.

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sharing the lorve. [21 Dec 2005|12:57pm]
because callmequami wrote something so nice about me, I figured it was only fair to play in return...

Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one of a lot of reason[s] why I like/love/adore you. Then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.
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centennial olympic park, atlanta [11 Dec 2005|09:57pm]
pretty reflections.

wet
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"I have my eye on you" is a GROSS phrase. [10 Dec 2005|03:34pm]
[ mood | grossed out ]

I have a lot of weird phobias. everyone does. my bird phobia (or, rather, total repulsion) has been discussed here at great length. but one of my other best-known gross-out items: eyes. Ew, ew, ew. I cannot touch my own eyes -- perhaps one of the reasons I don't wear contacts. As much as I love to look deeply into someone's eyes in a romantic way, anything involving disembodied eyes is the grossest thing ever. The idea of laser eye surgery is basically the scariest thing I can think of. Pretty much, I am generally freaked out, nervous and squeamish about it.

Like most other phobias, this can be traced directly back to a traumatic incident at Joseph Sears Elementary School -- specifically, when we had to dissect a sheep's eyeball. I mean, HELLO. It is LOOKING AT YOU as you cut it open. And all squishy, and...I am actually feeling physically ill as I type this.

Well, with many of my other TV shows either over for the season or on winter hiatus, I've finally started to catch up on House. I've watched four episodes in the past two days. And in two of those, traumatic incidents involving eyes have occurred -- a BLEEDING EYE and a LARGE NEEDLE INSERTED INTO AN EYE.

I fear that my love affair with this TV show is coming to a screeching halt.



**on a totally unrelated note, www.pandora.com is the best web site ever created.

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reading is sexy [26 Nov 2005|03:20pm]
[ mood | calm ]

I love libraries. Even in this day and age. Even though it is apparently uncool enough that even my DAD was like "Um, really, people still go to libraries?" Yup. I do. I looooove libraries.

When I was home this weekend, I got all giddy driving by the Wilmette and Winnetka libraries, where I spent so much time as a kid. I remember going into the library for an afternoon, grabbing a book from the shelves, preferably one I'd read already 3 or 4 times, probably by Judy Blume or something, curling up and reading the entire thing right there on the spot. Libraries became less appealing over time, when they became a study group spot in high school and the home of terrifying thesis research in college. But now, I am free to love them again. They smell like...newspaper, but not in a work kind of way. And they're all quiet and dimly lit and fluorescent and just have that library FEEL. And there are books, which is really the only thing I need for life to continue, generally. And free. Did I mention free? Free, I tell you.

My old apartment was directly across the street from a branch of the Atlanta library. The convenience was fantastic, even though the selection there wasn't stellar. But now that I've moved a whopping three blocks, I live in a different county, which, coincidentally, has the best library system in the area. Huzzah! So I've been binging. My favorite innovation is that you can request books online now and they will email you when they're ready to be picked up and hold them for you at the desk, get them from different branches for you, etc.

I wonder if I should get them to grab me a Judy Blume just for old time's sake.

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tummy rumbles [22 Nov 2005|07:00pm]
[ mood | hungry ]

it never fails. every night at work, I have this conversation with at least four different people: "so, what's for dinner tonight?" tonight, this has been discussed in Texas, North Carolina, South Carolina, Virginia and Maryland. It may be an all-time record. while we all sit at our desks miserably with microwaved leftovers or salads, it always makes me think about where I would LIKE to be eating.
for tonight, here is a compendium of Places That Would Be Great Right About Now -- an all-time favorites edition!

*Lulu's, Evanston, Ill. How can there be anything better, as a concept, than all-you-can-eat Asian-fusion tapas? Seriously. Sesame noodles, salad with crispy wontons and ginger dressing, deep fried sesame balls with sweet bean paste...dear god. Also, the comfort factor is there, as the same waiters have definitely been there since I was approximately 15.
*Red, New York City. This was an accidental discovery at the end of the summer of 2002 that ended up being revisited virtually every time I went to the theater or did anything else in the Times Square/Hell's Kitchen area in 2003. Meal of choice: definitely the chicken with apples and walnuts, served with sweet corn pudding, which is actually more like a casserole of pure goodness.
*Luna Maya, Norfolk, Va. Who knew that in a strip mall in NORFOLK would be the most drool-worthy authentic Mexican food ever? A certain fellow foodie friend of mine and I gorged ourselves rather memorably here once. Meal of choice: tamales, with this fabulous amazing sort of cinnamony spice about them. Mmm. And many chips, with salsa and guac.

that's enough for now, or I might start actually drooling on my keyboard. I'll have to do a special Atlanta edition, and a special brunch edition...okay, that's it, the drool has begun. [goes in search of a napkin, subtly]

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meow [14 Nov 2005|12:04pm]
[ mood | silly ]

It is well documented that people use food words as terms of endearment for one another. Pumpkin, sugar, honey, sweetie pie...they go on and on.

Well, for some reason, I naturally have a bunch of endearments for my cat -- but they're all other animals. Variously, she gets labeled as monkey, bear, rabbit, bunny, tiger (OK, at least that one makes sense), and ladybug. Not to mention the fact that she's named after a dragon, of course (official name: Sullivan Trogdor. Trogdorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!)

I would love sometime to get inside her stripey little head and see what she thinks she must look like. A combo monkey-bear-rabbit-tiger-ladybug-dragon would be a sight to see, indeed. At least, so far, I've left out elephant and giraffe.

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historic Oakland Cemetery, Atlanta [14 Nov 2005|11:56am]
pretty old graves

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because I am 12 years old... [08 Nov 2005|04:19pm]
[ mood | amused ]

at least once a week, I come across this, and every single time, it makes me giggle uncontrollably.

near Atlanta, there is a small town, and it has a large church that frequently holds events that make it into the paper.

The name of the church? Cumming First United Methodist.

and, the CHURCH'S web site....?

www.cummingfirst.com.




this, to me, will never stop being funny.

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what happens to a grumpy mind [22 Oct 2005|09:27am]
[ mood | moody ]

since I've been so moody lately, I thought I'd submit an appropriately dark picture. an early Halloween gift, if you will.

only slightly cleaner than my apartment

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borrowed from Dooce [18 Oct 2005|12:22am]
[ mood | annoyed ]

Ways to Piss Me Off:
Ask me REPEATEDLY, while I am trying to do something, if I have ever "heard of vinyl." Yes, as in the records.



Christ.

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quick hits [14 Oct 2005|02:54pm]
[ mood | busy ]

things I like:
1. Craigslist and Freecycle. in the past 24 hours, with their assistance, I have obtained many free boxes for moving, a very deserving home for my crappy old desk, and a buyer for my IKEA shelving unit. (ENETRI, for those keeping score at home.)
2. my new cowboy boots. fuckin' awesome. they feel very Southern to me even though I guess they are Western. maybe because I bought them from a place that looked like a log cabin but had a Confederate flag on the door.
3. gushy/sweet romantic text messages, which include no abbreviations such as "U R 2 kewl" (apologies to Duncan and Meg)
4. speaking of which, Veronica freaking Mars. She's baaaack! This week's ep = fabulousity. At last.
5. the gym! finally! we are friends again!

things I hate:
1. moving
2. moving
3. my wisdom tooth intruding unwelcomely into my mouth and making it all ouchful
4. America
5. moving

carry on.

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further signs of my obsessive personality [04 Oct 2005|09:01pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Tara walked into my apartment today, and the first thing she said was not "good to see you" or "your place is a wreck" (which it totally is, thankyoumoving), but "wow...you have a lot of magazines."

Well, it's true. At last count, my current subscription total stood at seven: Entertainment Weekly, Atlanta magazine, Esquire, Domino, Real Simple, Vanity Fair and SELF. I'm still getting issues of W and Harper's from my old subscription, though Utne Reader and Gourmet seem to have stopped coming at last. Each of these has a very specific purpose. Ent Weekly is my favorite. Atlanta magazine is critical to me knowing what is going on in the city (well, not really, but it is nice to see local things sometimes.) Esquire, despite being a men's magazine, has the cleverest and best articles around. Domino - I need at least one home decorating magazine if I am going to be a homeowner! Real Simple is just awesome for general life things, and has great recipes. Vanity Fair was a gift from Mom, so it's not my fault, but the articles are indeed quite fabulous, and on topics you really don't see covered elsewhere. SELF is an attempt to be a healthy, functional person. So, you know, I need them all!

Harper's and Utne were an attempt to be political and/or intelligent. it failed. magazines should be trash.

You may notice the lack of women's magazines (Cosmo, etc.) These magazines make me totally depressed. Mostly, I feel like everyone in the world is having more interesting sex than me and is better at using makeup. Also, they only have six articles total which they recycle every month. Many women find them entertaining and inspiring. They make me feel fat and want cheese and chips.

I really want to get Paste (published in Atlanta!!), but as my friend Lauren astutely points out, it will end up being a major investment. The subscription itself is absurdly expensive because it comes with a CD, and then if I like, say, 2 of the bands featured on the CD each month, and buy THEIR CDs...clearly, it will lead to imminent destruction in a quick manner.

I save old magazines. All of them. I do not know why. I almost never have cause to reread them. I think this is a leftover from elementary school art projects. Maybe someday, I might need to make a collage.

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[30 Sep 2005|02:20pm]
[ mood | happy ]

I have been neglectful of my livejournal. I will write more about my trip to Chicago soon. but in the meantime - DECEMBERISTS! show last night at the Tabernacle, and it was freaking awesome. Tug and I got there early and got right up by the stage. Sons and Daughters, some Scottish band opened, and they actually...sort of ruled! the lead singer was this hot brunette chick who whipped the mike cord around and had knee-high black boots that I covet. she screamed a lot. I will scream a lot if ever I am the lead singer of a band. and the other singer was a hot blonde Scottish boy who had no technique but totally wailed on the guitar. can't go wrong there.

but Colin Meloy and the boys just tore the place up. they played a really great mix of stuff from Picaresque and the older albums. they started out playing the entire 5-part Tain cycle, which was amazingly cool and a really fantastic opener. there was July July, Bachelor and the Bride, Leslie Anne Levine, I Was Meant for the Stage...but also pretty much everything from Picaresque, including a most beautiful Engine Driver, a FABULOUS We Both Go Down Together, super lovely Eli the Barrow Boy, etc.

of course, the showstopper was the Mariner's Revenge Song. Why, you ask? Well, this should sum it up...

WHALEEEEEE

woohoo!

You'd like to see some other pictures, you say? Why, sure! Highlights behind the cut.

rock star

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Piedmont Park, Atlanta [20 Sep 2005|05:09pm]
I'm still getting used to the camera, and I haven't really gotten good at the post-processing yet, so bear with me. They will get better, I promise. But here are a couple of shots I took yesterday on a gorgeous ATL late-summer day.

Lake Clara Meed

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[17 Sep 2005|09:18pm]
[ mood | creative ]

all right, all right, just to get started...
it is her Blue Steel look.

Sully-bear

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