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Thursday, 30 October 2003

You do not do, you do not do / Anymore / Black Shoe

Mood:  hug me
.... in which I have lived like a foot / for thirty years, poor and white.
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

et cetera. Short, terrible warning: If you have recently split up with someone, DO NOT, repeat,


start reading poetry.

And if you do, DO NOT, repeat,


spend the day reading Petrarchan sonnets.
translated from Sonnet 134:
Peace I do not find, and I have no wish to make war; and I fear and hope, and burn and am of ice; and I fly above the heavens and lie on the ground; and I grasp nothing and embrace all the world.

One holds me in a prison which neither opens nor locks, neither keeps me for his own nor unties the bonds; and Love does not kill and does not unchain me, he neither wishes me alive nor frees me from the tangle.

I see without eyes and I have no tongue, and yet I cry out; and I wish to perish and I ask for help; and I hate myself and love another.

I feed on pain, weeping I laugh; equally displeasing to me are death and life. In this state am I, Lady, on account of you.

Ack! Shoot me now.

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Updated: Thursday, 30 October 2003 3:46 PM GMT
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Thursday, 30 October 2003 - 3:46 PM GMT

Name: Handsome (he said, fatuously)
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After you break up with someone, you shouldn't do anything but drink. I don't drink, but I know this is true. Anything else you do is just going to remind you that this one time crucial part of your life is now a gaping hole and worse, they are probably quite happy with whoever they dumped you for.

Mind you, there are... er... something... a perfect word that is maddeningly escaping my mental grasp at the moment... compensations... consolations... there you go, one of those... in solitude one does not find while immersed in an intimate relationship. They are dreary things, but real, like not having to argue about what movie you're going to see, or where you're going to sit in the damn theater, or what you're going to watch on television tonight, or when you're going to have sex and how much of it and what kind, or whether or not cybersex really is cheating and even if it is, jesus christ, you definitely shouldn't get bent out of shape simply because I happened to stare a little at Nancy at the last Magic gather, I mean, she looked totally hot in that leotard, it's not like I slept with her.

Also, I find not having to shovel anyone's car out in the middle of a goddam blizzard to be an excellent advantage to singlehood.

Still, when the wound is still bleeding, anything you do except drink yourself into stupefaction is going to make it bleed more, and that's just how that works. It wouldn't if you didn't have any sort of heart. Perhaps that's something to aspire to. But then you won't laugh at my witty jokes any more and honestly you'll become rather boring, and who wants that?

Thursday, 30 October 2003 - 7:24 PM GMT

Name: Vanessa

You make good points. I tried drinking last week, however. Would still be drinking if the flu medicine didn't mean it makes you hysterical. I'm trying boredom and blogging too much this week.

Friday, 31 October 2003 - 7:59 AM GMT

Name: romy
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cheers for the petrarch link. :)
i would also have recommended drinking after a split-up. but i think sylvia plath probably does roughly the same thing for the central nervous system as a bottle of vodka.
the best thing i did when my marriage broke up was go to the zoo. it sounds frivolous and possibly quite stupid, but there's something about seeing elephants that cheers the soul right up. of course then you get into the whole "wild animals slowly going extinct in teir natural habitats and caged in small urban places" debate. but if nothing else, the KIDS watching the elephants will cheer the soul.
and if all else fails, there's always alcohol.

Friday, 31 October 2003 - 9:38 AM GMT

Name: Sue

ahem... you've forgot to turn off your html embarrassing....

Friday, 31 October 2003 - 11:50 AM GMT

Name: tess

I'm so glad someone else mentioned this! It's such an embarassing thing that I felt it would be just too rude to mention it, but now someone else has I can nod my head and agree sagely.

Last day of mid-term - is it too early for alcohol?

Friday, 31 October 2003 - 12:09 PM GMT

Name: Vanessa

Romy, you're right. I forgive you for Kyle Secor (thinks: Data???????)
It's not a very great Petrarch URL, I had to retranslate badly some of the lines, but it had verse 134 in, so I didn't care. Beginning to really appreciate what he was on, finally, eleven years after first reading him at uni.
Plath = vodka; good call.
Zoo = elephant house; also true. Last time I went to the zoo, there were no elephants at all, and I was strangely bereft.
Penguins help, but it's not the same.

Friday, 31 October 2003 - 12:11 PM GMT

Name: Vanessa

No, it's not my html tags, I've been peppering it with odd un-paired lonely single tags to see if I can break the Titchy Font Demon's will, but no joy.
I suspect, looking at the sidebar that Angelfire were fixing "now" at 17.01 on Thursday, that it's a non-V-related problem.

Friday, 31 October 2003 - 12:11 PM GMT

Name: Vanessa

Tee heee - Tess is doing polite!

Friday, 31 October 2003 - 4:33 PM GMT

Name: Handsome (he tossed off blithely)
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Intellectually, I can see a Data crush. No, really. I mean, he doesn't do a thing for me, but as I understand it, women tend to be attracted to either (a) competent men or (b) bad boys (the first is for the obvious reasons, competent guys can Get Them Stuff, the second, well, we all like what's bad for us). Data is hypercompetent (there are several eps where he rather casually simply takes control of the Enterprise, usually while being controlled by an outside source) and he's also obviously the smartest entity in the entire Federation, and really, if you watch Star Trek Jr. and you're attracted to guys, who the hell else is there? Wimpy Picard? Beefcake Riker? (I like Will, but he's so inconsistent from one ep to the next, and he never seems very bright, does he?) Whiney Geordi? Wesley "Trouble" Crusher? The ineffable Worf, who is only ever competent at anything while he's on the holodeck? No, you'd pretty much have to go for Data.

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