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maridan
08 janvier 2006 @ 21:51
home  
I spent years thinking New York, a loft on the Lower East Side.
Alone, powerful, confident. Sharp and wanted. A pair of black pumps and no strings attached.
The other night I saw another option that I had never in my life considered.
A home, maybe. A family.
Not neccesarily a house. That might be nice later. But a home.
With Dali's "Gala Contemplating the Mediterranean" hanging up somewhere.
Big windows to let the light in.
Hardwood floors.
High ceilings.
A big kitchen, with an island...and ceramic tile floors.
A back deck.
A fireplace.
White towels.
White wicker porch furniture.
Yellow walls. Houseplants, lots of them. White trim.
Black and white photographs on the walls.
More houseplants.
Not venetian blinds.
Rolling Jamaican shades.
A loft, somewhere.

I never wanted a home because you need a family for that.
I never thought I would find someone that I would want to come home to.
This year is already full of surprises.
 
 
maridan
02 janvier 2006 @ 21:17
LAYER ONE:
-- Name: Mary-Dan
-- Birthplace: Halifax
-- Current Location: Halifax
-- Eye Color: Hazel
-- Hair Color: Blonde.
-- Height: 5'9"
-- Righty or Lefty: Right
-- Zodiac Sign: Taurus

LAYER TWO:
-- Your heritage: Scottish and French.
-- The shoes you wore today: yellow vans sneakers.
-- Your fears: loss, war.
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: finishing my novel.
-- Your thoughts first waking up: what day is it?
-- Your best physical feature: ugh. hair when its good.
-- Your bedtime: no such thing.
-- Favourite Memory: I have several. They're all kept in a jar.

LAYER FOUR:
-- Pepsi or Coke: Coke.
-- McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald's fries on a cold night.
-- Single or group dates: Single.
-- Adidas or Nike: uh...
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: nestea, I think...
-- Chocolate or vanilla: both
-- Cappucino or coffee: coffee

LAYER FIVE:
-- Smoke: no
-- Cuss: too much
-- Sing: all the time.
-- Have a crush: Yes.
-- Do you think you've been in love: Yes.
-- Want to go to college: Sure.
-- Like(d) high school: It's alright.
-- Want to get married: possibly.
-- Believe in yourself: Yes.
-- Get motion sickness: No.
-- Do you think you're a health freak: nope.
-- Get along with your parent(s): most of the time.
-- Like thunderstorms: Yes.

LAYER SIX:
In the past 2 months...
-- Drank alcohol: yes
-- Smoked: no
-- Made Out: yes.
-- Gone on a date: yes.
-- Gone to the mall: Yes.
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: No.
-- Eaten sushi: yes
-- Been dumped: No.
-- Gone skating: No.
-- Made homemade cookies: Yes.
-- Gone skinny dipping: No.
-- Dyed your hair: No.
-- Stolen anything: nope. oh wait. I stole a can of clamato juice from my dad's place today. does that count?

LAYER SEVEN:
Ever...
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: new years...
-- Been caught "doing something": no.
-- Been called a tease: yes.
-- Gotten beaten up: No.
-- Shoplifted: No.
-- Changed who you were to fit in: Yes.

LAYER EIGHT:
-- Age you hope to be married: sometime maybe.
-- Numbers and Names of Children: this is written down somewhere else. for now I can't remember it.
-- How do you want to die: asleep.
-- Where you want to go to college: Acadia, Carleton, Oxford, Mount A, Sarah Lawrence, University of Dublin (does that even exist...) I really don't know.
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: Everything. A professor, a motivational speaker, a writer, a freelance international journalist, an actress, a musician, a sound technician...I have no idea.
-- What country would you most like to visit: France, Croatia, Greece, Italy, Ireland, the UK, New Zealand, Brazil, Portugal....all of those...

LAYER NINE:
In a guy/girl..
-- Best eye colour: Doesn't really matter
-- Best hair colour? again...doesn't really matter.
-- Short or long hair: longish. not severe.
-- Best articles of clothing: uh...

LAYER TEN:
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: several.
-- Number of CDs that I own: several.
-- Number of piercings: None.
-- Number of tattoos: None.
-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: a lot.
-- Number of scars on my body: more than 3.
-- Number of things in my past that I regret: some.
-- Number of best friends: I don't count anymore.
-- Number of times you have been drunk/stoned: enough.

LAYER 11(last one)
--last time you smiled: today
--last person you talked to: wontolla.
--last movie you saw: bride and prejudice
--last person you kissed: prolly robyn.
 
 
maridan
31 décembre 2005 @ 11:27

In the year 2006 I resolve to:

Poke a badger with a spoon.



Get your resolution here


 
 
maridan
21 décembre 2005 @ 09:50
fucking byam.
I love my friends.
40 people in my tiny house
bursting at the seams
with christmas cheer.

who remembers what I told them about that dream I had...the christmas party in the second cup on spring garden road where everyone I ever knew were talking and getting along and drinking hot chocolate as snow fell outside.
I did it.
you're damn right I did it.
 
 
maridan
14 décembre 2005 @ 14:24
Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In August I signed my organ donor card (28 points). In March I gave xxstrawberryxx a life-saving blood transfusion (50 points). Last Monday I ruled Asscrackistan as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). Last Sunday everlastinlight and I robbed a bank (-50 points). In April I set viperdude's puppy on fire (-66 points).

Overall, I've been nice (662 points). For Christmas I deserve a pony!

Sincerely,
mmeblack

Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:


Your 2005 Song Is

Feel Good Inc by Gorillaz

"Love forever love is free.
Let's turn forever you and me."

In 2005, you were loving life and feeling no pain.


haha.
snow.
 
 
 
maridan
11 décembre 2005 @ 20:52
LiveJournal Haiku!
Your name:mmeblack
Your haiku:that we can see the
faces of the world when the sun
sinks so fast these days
Username:
Created by Grahame
 
 
maridan
11 décembre 2005 @ 14:20
in a car spinning at the edge of the world when the snow falls fast an hard on your windshield like you're going lightspeed in the millenium falcon.
in a bed spinning at the edge of the world when the snow falls outside, filling up your footprints that lead down that gravel road, no light in the sky but the flakes falling down.
in a car spinning at the edge of the world when the snow falls too hard to see, we're almost in a ditch as the tires scrape ice over asphalt.
in a bed spinning at the edge of the world, I'll promise myself that my shirt is the last thing I'll lose this year.
 
 
Musique actuelle: overcome by happiness - the pernice brothers
 
 
maridan
09 décembre 2005 @ 09:27
List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LJ along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to.

Oh Jane, yours are so sentimental.
hmm...
1) Hardwire - Metric
2) Beautiful things can come from the dark - Azure Ray
3) Marching Bands of Manhattan - Death Cab for Cutie
4) Kissing You (Instrumental) - Baz Lurhman's Romeo and Juliet
5) The Killing Moon - Echo and the Bunnymen
6) Caravan - Duke Ellington
7) Watermark - The Weakerthans

JAMES, MEGHAN, VICTORIA, CATRINA, CLAIRE, FALVEY, VINNAYYY.
tag.
you're it.
 
 
maridan
06 décembre 2005 @ 22:32
For 45 minutes on Dec. 6, 1989 an enraged gunman roamed the corridors of Montreal's École Polytechnique and killed 14 women. Marc Lepine, 25, separated the men from the women and before opening fire on the classroom of female engineering students he screamed, "I hate feminists." Almost immediately, the Montreal Massacre became a galvanizing moment in which mourning turned into outrage about all violence against women.

For:
Geneviève Bergeron, aged 21;
Hélène Colgan, 23;
Nathalie Croteau, 23;
Barbara Daigneault, 22;
Anne-Marie Edward, 21;
Maud Haviernick, 29;
Barbara Maria Klucznik, 31;
Maryse Leclair, 23;
Annie St.-Arneault, 23;
Michèle Richard, 21;
Maryse Laganière, 25;
Anne-Marie Lemay, 22;
Sonia Pelletier, 28; and
Annie Turcotte, aged 21.

Refuse to be silenced.

http://archives.cbc.ca/IDD-1-70-398/disasters_tragedies/montreal_massacre/
 
 
maridan
30 novembre 2005 @ 10:51
Reply to this post (with your first and land name), and I'll tell you one of the reason[s] why I don't hate/like/love/adore you. Then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.