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a couple of things.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008

I love Crispin Glover.
I take my socks off when I am at home.
I love blankets and pillows.
I could watch Star Trek shows all day if given the chance.
I wrap gifts with inexpensive brown paper and spend my money on beautiful ribbons.
I don't always shave my legs and it's because I am lazy about it and not because I am some sort of feminist.
Every couple of weeks I make home made bread and give it to everyone in the apartment building except for Micheal. Because haters don't get love.

Yesterday, my friend came over and we hung out and chatted and snuggled on the couches. As we were talking she said to me "You know the entire time I have known you (over 5 years), you have never spoken bad words or against Drew." I smiled. "That's because he's the most amazing man I have ever known and I have nothing but good words for him. Really, I am fortunate to have such an amazing man in my life and I only want to celebrate him to everyone I know."

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 5/13/2008 02:36:00 PM, ,




exercise
Saturday, May 10, 2008

I have a handful of "giant friends," and seriously I should have more but similar to the last unicorn, we are scattered around the globe to create balance between good and evil. So, I am thankful for the ones I do have in my life. And let me tell you, when I say a handful I mean literally a handful; it's barely enough to call us a gang (but because we are giant it "seems" like there's more) but just enough to start our own cult.

Most of the time I am not aware of my "giant" status until I have to go into a store and buy PANTS or a SHIRT and expect them to fit properly. OR when I am talking to someone about what their body is capable of... I was reminded of this last night when one of my giant friends came over. He is 2 more inches my junior 6'2 and has an EVEN harder time finding pants, shirts, and shoes. And similar to me he also has olympic status. And when I say olympic status what I mean is being able to bike for 12 hours and feeling awesome at the end of it all.

Now, normally when I have this conversation with other people their mouth drops open in awe and they say something like "that can't be healthy" once they have found their voice. Cuz who does that? Who goes biking for 12 hours and says it's fun and then goes back for more the following day and the day after that and that? I'll tell you who... giants.

My brother and I did that for I don't know how many summers. Day after day... biking till we were soaked in our own sweat and not feeling a thing. Not sore, or uncomfortable, more like energized and wanting more. We would squeal at the awesomeness of it all, giggling because we were challenging our bodies, making them move in ways that they were suppose to, the way that the giant gods meant for them to move.

I was saying to my giant friend last night how I feel good, how normal I feel when I have done at least (minimum) 3 hours of exercise for the day. That I feel like my body is at it`s peak if I can consistently get in 5 or more hours a day - repeatedly. And that sometimes I felt like I could just run around the city for fun. He laughed and agreed.

The ONLY reason I am telling you this story is that it was this conversation, which reminded me how not ALL things are good for everyone, and that even if it seems like the general populace is doing it doesn`t mean that it`s right for you. And that when it comes to giants ... :)

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 5/10/2008 06:02:00 AM, ,




A lesson in love
Thursday, May 08, 2008

On the bus tonight after work - I sat across from a sweet, dreamy couple. You could tell they were in love. They kissed and snuggled like they had just found each other last week. I could tell that it was that new love that makes you stay up late into the night, calling in sick the following day for work, that kind of love where you lay around smouching and humping ALL weekend. A four day weekend of nakedness.

At one point, he leaned over to her and put his hand up to her face and cradled it in his palm. She smiled. Enough to make those who have known love, sigh and this who haven't, throw up a little bit in their throat.

She was about 35 and he somewhere around 65.

All I could think as I watched them being in love was "MAN, HE MUST BE GETTING SOME SERIOUS BLOWJOBS."

I smiled, thinking how much he must REALLY enjoy that.

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 5/08/2008 06:36:00 PM, ,




This is HOW MUCH we care about US politics
Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Drew: So, I guess the big scandal in the twitterverse is that Obama friends and follows everyone who adds him BUT Hilary doesn't.
Me: WHAT?!! That can't be right. *says in a low voice* Wait ... Hilary has a twitter account? (whispers to myself) I should totally add her.
Drew: Wait, it gets better. You know how Obama does his tweets right?
Me: Yah, me and him have been friends since the beginning. Gawd, I remember when he only had like 6 friends and I was one of them.
Drew: Well, I guess Hilary does her tweets like this ... "I am going here, I am doing this, I am traveling here."
Me: GAWD! Apparently, someone on Hilary's team dropped the ball on THAT interview.
Drew: Yah, so you totally know she isn't doing it.
Me: You know, it's worth her time to not even have an account if her twitter dude can't even work it - she looks like a total interdoophus. Not cool. Talk about not being in "the know."

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 4/29/2008 05:45:00 PM, ,




It's true all true
Tuesday, April 22, 2008

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 4/22/2008 07:38:00 AM, ,




Take a squish, they're real
Wednesday, April 16, 2008

I almost never photoshop anything and I say "almost" because I have been known to take a picture and decrease crappy halogen lighting so everyones skin doesn't look green, or take out a weird hair that has fallen at the last moment, or a bug a bug OH MY GAWD where did that bug come from!

But aside from that I enjoy keeping my photos as they are, as I have taken them. But I am old school, and when I say old school I mean the circle school of Giotto Di Bondone, I think it is better to have skill in "the shot" than to rush home and fart around.

I see the merit in being able to have the opportunity and technology to be able to transform, change and reinvent perception. Oh do I, but my life mission statement is to expose the stark reality of mass media propaganda. Clarify the deception for those who don't speak the "language."

But are you EFFING KIDDING ME?!!

The heterosexual normative gaze in full force, coupled with media propaganda.

I think a little throw up came up in my throat.

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 4/16/2008 08:01:00 AM, ,




REDUCTION WOOD PRINTS
Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Yah, so WOW. I lick you guys too. <3

I have gotten an INSANE amount of people emailing me with interest about buying the prints and QUESTIONS, oh so many questions about the process, and whether or not they are REALLY getting a LIMITED EDITION-never-again-to-be-made print of wonderfulness that is "my art".

Yes, yes and yes.

I thought I would recap the process for all of you, so you could get an "idea" of what exactally happened when I was slaving over my wood block for DAYS. Slumped over, carving tools in hand, 3am printing production line, ink all over my face and then falling into bed beside Drew; with my clothes still on, drool coming out of my mouth.

The picture you see here is the final incarnation of the wood block. As you will notice, there is only a small portion of wood left (which was my last colour) and some crazy red and green colours. Forget You even see those colours, they are something I just put on with my brayer while doing some test colours.

This wood blocked started out as a whole piece, flat, lovely, perfect and just off of the shelf at Soo Mill (I like to buy locally).

Traditionally, reduction wood blocks are done in several "layers," each layer being a different colour for the final piece (I hesitate to post any pictures I did take because they are CRAPPY and done without my mad photo portfolio taking skills - more to come later though). I did a 5 colour reduction plate. I started off by carving what would be the "tree" and printed that portion. I then cut away the ENTIRE TREE and only left small bits of wood which I inked and printed as the "highlights." I did two layers of highlights so I cut away the first ones, and then left small bits that I inked in a different colour (second highlight) and then cut ALL of it away. Leaving only what you see here now, the bottom portion, which can only be described as the "roots" of the tree (which is gone of course, the tree that is).

Reduction wood block printing is kind of like magic eye. You have to think about the block like the layers of a computer. Desk top, my computer, my document, folder, files. Each layer going down one, going in the computers internal system, one layer at a time. BUT with reduction wood block carving you can never go back because your last layer is gone.

When you buy one of my prints feel confident in knowing that you are buying a LIMITED EDITION print. I did two major series of ten each. One in blue and the second in yellow/green. I also did two smaller series with two in each. One in pink and the second in dark green. I also have a bunch of artist proofs done in completely different colours, which in themselves are "complete one off's" - I don't know if I will be selling them though (although I will be taking pictures so you can see them). Maybe I can be convinced with bags of cheese to change my mind.

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 4/15/2008 08:54:00 AM, ,


For the past three days I have been staying up late into the witching hour finishing my reduction wood block prints. Reduction woodblock printing consists of using ONE wood block and carving away sections and printing, carving then printing - until there is nothing left. So, if you don't have enough prints and then screw up later you can't go back, because you carved it away. Its a good exercise for me; I have never been one to "hold onto my work because it's precious" I'm from the school of thought that I can make more. But doing the reduction woodblocks have given me pause to "consider ALL the possibilities." It's not like I can keep it and then go back years later and do something new with it. I have been working through the process of "just making" and knowing that there will never be a reinvention of a good idea. It's been very calming for me, knowing that I can never go back, that it is what it is. The life of the piece is only as I have made it and nothing more. It kind of takes the pressure out of "creating."

So, with that said... here are some prints drying. And listen if anyone is interested in buying these limited prints, contact me. Mine are the trees the other ones are Carly's. I'm sure she'll want to sell hers too. I love you all <3

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 4/14/2008 07:31:00 AM, ,




OH DA SHENANAGINS
Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Me: So, I was watching this show today, I can't remember where or which one - it doesn't matter. So, they were saying that it isn't the penis that hurts when you kick it, it's the balls.
Drew: Aaaaaaaah yah.
Me: See and here I have been thinking this entire time that it was the "whole package."
Drew: No, just the balls. (takes his hand and digs down this pants and pulls out his penis) SEE (he starts punching his penis) this doesn't hurt.
Me: OH my gawd what are you doing (laughing histerically, like to the point where drool and spit is coming out of my mouth and I can't breath)
Drew: Yay, check this out (starts twisting his penis around)
Me: OH (insert LOTS of laughing) MY (more laughing) GAWD
Drew: Okai, in retrospect there is an itching burning sensation after I twisted it. That is kind, of like, uncomfortable but definitely NOT pain.
Me: (I can't even communicate to you how hard I was laughing at this point)
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Drew has a "theory" about this post. he says that it sounds so crazy that no one is going to believe it. I say if you believe it, then leave a comment about the authenticity or believability OR if you don't believe it... then leave a comment saying so too. :) hee heee
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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 4/09/2008 07:52:00 PM, ,




I don't speak engrish
Monday, April 07, 2008

Me: I don't know, it's like vlookup makes me feel like I don't understand how to speak english.
Drew: Yah, for sure (super calm voice) vlookup and hlookup, you really have to trust that it's going to do what it's suppose to do.
Me: It's like I feel like it's the Charlie Brown teacher, you can hear her talking but you have NO IDEA whats she's saying but you feel like you should because she's on Charlie Brown and apparently SOMEONE knows whats she talking about or she would have been kicked off right?
Drew: Yah, for sure (super calm voice), vlookup and hlookup are one of those things where you just have to memorize what they do and how they do it.
Me: Like, how is it that I understand that

Function scaledTime(unscaledTime)
If unscaledTime >= 1 Then
scaledTime = unscaledTime
ElseIf unscaledTime >= 0.001 Then
scaledTime = unscaledTime * 1000
ElseIf unscaledTime >= 0.000001 Then
scaledTime = unscaledTime * 1000000
Else
scaledTime = unscaledTime * 1000000000
End If

End Function

this means, and it's like it magically makes sense to me, almost like I think that I could BECOME a visual basic programmer. Do you think I should go back to school and do that? LOL
Drew: LMAO (being SUPER calm but really supportive) Lets get through this first.
Me: Do you think we could do it in VB, cuz then I could REALLY shine.
Drew: We could, but that would defeat the purpose because you're suppose to use vlookup.

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 4/07/2008 08:08:00 AM, ,




e hamony grits
Monday, March 31, 2008

I've been interwebbing since the dawn of time, back when Netscape navigator was the only game in town, back when you bought "minutes" to get on line, hooked your computer up to the phone, when porn was one of the only things you could surf on line for, and everyone used flashing HTML boxes to make their site look "jazzy."

I actually remember a time when meeting people online meant that you were the biggest loser ever (cuz who uses the INTERNET to find someone, like come on - that's my attempt at sarcasm) and not just a member of eharmony.com and while we are on the subject - I was rejected. Neil Clark Warren and his scientific model for finding my soul mate MUST be flawed because apparently, I wasn't good enough to be matched to his secret group of eharmony peeps.

I know you're sitting there wondering why I signed up for an eharmony account when I have been with Drew for over a quarter of a century and you know for a fact that we are so happy it makes you throw up a little bit in your throat when you think about how HAPPY WE ARE.

I signed up to help a friend who has for the better part of her life (but mostly she's been looking REALLY hard for the past 1 1/2 years) been looking for her soul mate. I kind sorta said that there was always a way around every you-have-to-pay sites on the interweb and that I would find it so she could go and check out the eharmony site without having to pay because although she is committed to finding a serious soul mate REALLY soon, she isn't serious enough to have to pay for it because that would make her a REALLY BIG loser. I told her if it was going to happen for her she would "have to make some sacrifices." lol

Anyway, when you are rejected by the eharmony team it just so happens that they give you carte blanche to their site WITH OUT HAVING TO PAY because, you can't be matched with anyone using their SUPER 29 points of compatibility eharmony skills, what makes you think that you'll be able to match yourself with an unlimited list of people before you.

Needless to say I have been thinking (and for those of you who are wondering, Drew took the test and passed and has a laundry list of people who are waiting for him, for the low low introductory price of 64.95) about my friends who are single and ACTIVELY looking for someone and have been actively looking for someone for a long time and who have unsuccessfully found said person. We'll call that person they're looking for their soul mate.

So, I have been thinking... whats wrong with these people and why can't they find who they are looking for?

I've decided it comes down to the heterosexual normative gaze.

See, I figure my eharmony problems stem from the fact that when I was filling out the "questionare" I put things like I didn't care what their cultural background, religious associations, how much money the person made or what they looked like BUT I was CERTAIN without a doubt (that translates into a "7" being the highest number) that the person had to be kind, giving, and funny. And I think the eharmony monkeys and their machines were like "WHAT someone who doesn't care about material goods!!11! And social standings!!11"

Cuz I know that beauty fades, money can disappear as quickly as it appeared, people can open up to new experiences, and religion is an illusion created by people who want control.

And just so you know eharmony doesn't match homosexuals because Neil Clark Warren says that homosexuals don't fit into their 29 points of compatibility scientific approach, he just can't figure them out. Apparently, homosexuals don't love the same way as heterosexuals.
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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 3/31/2008 12:05:00 PM, ,




My mantra
Friday, March 21, 2008

I get a lot of mail from people asking me "Queen, why are you so fabulous and how did you get so fabulous?" My answer is easy, this little ditty from Nelson Mandela. Everyday, for a couple of minutes I say this in my head (except I change the word "God" with the word "Creator") and really listen to the words, feel the words and everyday it means something different for me.


Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God, your playing small doesn't serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't be insecure around you. We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fears, our presence automatically liberates others.

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 3/21/2008 05:50:00 AM, ,




carry on
Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Well, I am weeks away from FINALLY finishing school. I am weeks away from finishing school, did I mention I am weeks away from finishing school? As many of you know I have been in school for sometime, working while putting myself through and going to school. I haven't had a weekend off to do nothing since I was 12 yrs old and the prospect of laying in bed, snuggling Drew , eating BACON-the-sweet-sweet-meat-candy-of-the-food-pyramid and smelling Henry's bum breath is pretty enticing.

Being that I have a SICK perception of Martha Stewart and how she and I are like twins I have planned out a SICK list of the things I am going to clean and organize over the remaining year. Starting with washing and purging everything we have accumulated while I have been in school. And including selling our collection of falconry books and the grip n flip. Along with scrubbing our kitchen floor within an inch of it's being. I have to admit I can't remember the last time it was washed. I'm not perfect and I'm REALLY oh-kai with that, you should be too. When you're THIS fabulous whats a dirty kitchen floor? I didn't think so. *wink*

Anyway... the point of this post is that I am going to be away from a while (not that my track record for posting has been regular). And I will return a refreshed woman with the satisfaction in knowing that my kitchen floor is so clean we can finally eat off of it and play the 5-second-rule-it's-okai-to-eat with confidence.

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 3/19/2008 06:27:00 PM, ,




post frenchie tongue of captain red beard
Saturday, March 15, 2008

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 3/15/2008 09:16:00 PM, ,




this will be mark and manda's kid in a couple of years
Monday, March 03, 2008

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 3/03/2008 07:47:00 PM, ,




demetri martin, so funny
Saturday, March 01, 2008

It seems like I am REALLY into the videos right now and maybe I am but this guy is sooooooo funny, it's like I was crying and laughing and breathing that Poussin in and Poussin out laugh (which is an inside joke to all of you who have to do a Neil Carter art slide test - I'll probably get 572 hits just for mentioning his name in this post and I'm fine with that lol) so good. If your not laughing at this video, think about laying down, meditating or taking some of the stress out of your life by spanking someone while your both naked. Mmmmm naked, it's so sexy
Oh, thanks Mar-lai-na :)

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 3/01/2008 06:57:00 AM, ,




cheese is yummy
Friday, February 29, 2008

Now this is what I am talking about. yes.


posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/29/2008 05:12:00 PM, ,




The Other day
Saturday, February 16, 2008

The other day I was walking into the school, on my way to class. I got stopped by a couple of people I knew and we got to talking about Douglas Adams books and how when he had died no one really knew because the news doesn't do that anymore. Announce the deaths of important people, people who's lives have truly changed our own (one towel is ALL you'll ever need). No, the news does a little slight of hand, it confuses and pacifies us with Britney's newest drug shenanigan , Lindsay's on again off again relationship with her father, and whether of not Hilary is a virgin. Don't even get me started ! 11 ! *snap snap*

But here's the great part. The part which makes me laugh hard and makes me feel light. A car drives by and someone sticks their head out of it and yells "Queen we love you!!" One of the guys that I was talking to looks over at the car, looks back at me with a slightly confused look on his face. I without skipping a beat say "Yah happens ALL the time. It's kinda nice when your having a bad day, it really lifts up your spirits and of course when your not having a bad day, it's just nice to know that someone loves you." The guy looks back at me and says, are you serious? I say "Yup." He says, I would love to have people yelling that they love me out loud ALL the time. G A W D that would be great. He gets a smile on his face, gets that look, like he's seriously thinking about it and then I go to class.

Later that night, a bunch of us (the dean of my program, another professor, that guy, another chick with green hair, this friend of mine and me) are standing around talking rabbits, cheese and confusing yourself with a mirror (not me someone else) and the story comes out about the i-love-you-thing and my friend says "Yah, the Queen has fans everywhere! I think she is the only one I know that has REAL live fans, seriously - dude, seriously."

Which in its self is kind of funny because my friend experienced a situation when we were first becoming friends. She and I had gone out for some food and every 2 minutes I would run into someone that I knew. And it just so happened that each person came and hugged me, said they loved me (so she became a believer early on). It was really wonderful actually because I don't normally go outside and I think there might be a crack in the time continuum because it seemed like an obscene amount of people that I knew to be in THAT restaurant at THAT time (either that or there was a party going on that I wasn't invited too). BUT that is all going to change because in less than 2 1/2 months I am going to be DONE SCHOOL. And I am going to be able to have all the fun that I want and stay out late and party like a rock star.

That's all for now. thank you :)

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/16/2008 06:53:00 AM, ,




Orbi
Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Me: What if he's NOT really Roy Orbison kid?
Drew: Totally, that's SO Hollywood isn't it?
Me: Totally. Yah, so my Dad`s Roy Orbison and here`s a picture that I want of my Dad that I want tatoo`d on my arm, cuz he`s my Dad and I`m Roy Orbison`s kid.
Drew: TOTALLY.
Me: And Kat is all like I`m dating Roy Orbisons kid and he`s da father of my baby. He`s my baby`s Daddy.
Drew: Yah, totally.
Me: And then later she`s all like yah not so much.
Drew: Yah, he just like called himself Orbi because THAT`s Hollywood
Me: Yah, so then 9 months later she`s having some guys fake Roy Orbi grandkid. It`s like you have to check these things out. Unless of course your into that, and some people are into THAT.
Drew: Yah, people in Hollywood.



* and then we laughed and laughed and laughed so hard we couldn`t breath and then I read this post to him and we laughed some more - good times on a tuesday night*

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/05/2008 09:24:00 PM, ,




Condom Fashion Show in China

See, now this is what I am talking about. Thanks Mom.

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/05/2008 12:42:00 PM, ,




SPAM

I have to be honest here... I finally tagged your emails as spam; they are now going into the spam folder and I'll never see them again - unless of course, I go into the spam folder, which is unlikely because that's where I put my garbage and we all know the only thing that will make me dig in my garbage is a pack of smokes.

I have to take some responsibility here and say that I shouldn't have accidentally given you my "other email" address, the one where the REAL email comes and goes. On that Tuesday, when I emailed you from that account, I thought I was logged into my "other account" - my bad.

But here's the thing, your emails are crap. G a w d, I'm glad I got that out. I don't mean it like that, it's more like....you know how sometimes your turning the channels on your radio looking for a channel where the Dj is playing something good but there's only crap Britney playing torturous over played beats. Wait, do people still listen to the radio?

Okay, lets pretend they do, so your flipping channels trying to find something but the over played beats are beating out blah blah blah anyway, you realize that you've heard this beat before - right. Flock of Seagulls humps Pat Benatar in "Love is a Battlefield." gawd that's a good song. And you realize it's the 80's all over again and the same emails that you've already read
are the only choices and some of those choices aren't really a good first choice anyway. I guess it might be okay if you actually wrote me a REAL email with words and stuff in it, I think I might have actually reconsidered NOT putting you in the spam but that last email you sent this morning threw me over the edge. Also, would it be so much as to ask that you at least delete all the crap before the stuff I am suppose to read? Or how about making sure that the content is at least interesting. Really, I WANT you to read and then reread what your sending and ask yourself is the content interesting?

Anyway, none of it really matters anymore. Your in my spam folder now and if you decide to send me a real email I won't ever be able to read it and you did it to yourself really. After I sent you that email asking you to keep your forwards to my hotmail account and you decided to disregard my request *le sigh* help me to help you.

I don't feel bad.
I want you to know I feel relieved.
I feel SO relieved.

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/05/2008 09:44:00 AM, ,




help me jesus
Monday, February 04, 2008

blah blah blah
sometimes i feel like there is nothing on tv or on the interweb
OR sometimes i just feel like it's the same thing everywhere
like every news program/entertainment show is covering THE SAME thing










sometimes you just wanna open a book to cut up the monotony of crap


like although britneys constant weirdness is slightly interesting on an "accident-cant-look-away kind of way" at the same time i dont care. seriously, i dont care, WILL SOMEONE JUST RENT A CHEVY KIDNAPPER AND THROW HER IN AND TAKE HER TO A REHAB CENTRE? ? ! ! which brings me to my feeds. *yawn* im at that point where i just want to delete everything and start again. go on some sort of adventure looking for something new. i feel like nothing is new. i just need to take a creation break and shut down the media machine. in the hopes that jesus will show me something different in an effort to inspire me in my journeys.


with that said i'm looking for something new. taking suggestions.

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/04/2008 01:08:00 PM, ,




armsflow
Sunday, February 03, 2008
















What the US calls Foreign Aid, i.e. the weapons trade.

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/03/2008 09:02:00 PM, ,




DEADLIEST CATCH
Saturday, February 02, 2008

Drew: Listen, don't get "caught" up in Deadliest Catch if your not interested
Me: Okai *smile*
Drew: No seriously, I mean it.
Me: *looking tres cute* I know *smile*
Drew: No really, if your not interested in don't watch it.
Me: Okai.
Drew: Cuz you'd think.. Deadliest Catch... who cares, right?
Me: Right
Drew: But it's not like that, the first time I saw the show I was like, who cares - what are they going to do, fish for crab? Switch channels right?
Me: Right
Drew: But now, G a w d, now I'm like what are they going to do now? FIND CRAB?!! ARE THEY GOING TO FIND CRAB?!!

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/02/2008 01:20:00 PM, ,




best thing i've seen on tv and the intertron
Friday, February 01, 2008




lately I've been bored of the intertron and the tv box, this has turned me around. now all i need is a facebook group celebrating this video and i'll go back to that post haste.

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 2/01/2008 10:35:00 PM, ,




A monday cute day
Sunday, January 27, 2008

























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licky lick lick
Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Dear: Ricky
I remember when you were in Menudo.
I still love you.
love hugs and kisses
The Queen

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 1/22/2008 06:33:00 AM, ,




*le sigh*
Wednesday, January 16, 2008

The cuteness that is Henry everyone is aware of, since that first day we brought him home. Since that first day I have come to notice a couple of things about his "unknown past" that today have really worried me. Today while playing him (with his favorite toy) he stopped in mid play, stared up at me with wide full eyes and skulked down and away. When I tried to follow him, calling his name he skulked down even more. My heart broke. Obviously, he was afraid of me. Something happened in his mind while we where playing. What that was, I have no idea. As I type this Henry is hiding somewhere in the castle. HIDING. My heart is broken. I think someone abused him. I think someone took away his little spirit and crushed it. *le sigh* he's broken. I don't know anything about abused animals and how to fix them.

posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 1/16/2008 07:34:00 AM, ,




Limbourgh Bothers "October"
Monday, January 07, 2008

I've gotten quite a few emails concerning the last post and apparently the confusion as to why I would post such a thing. And what does it all mean? Seriously, I don't mean to be cryptic. lol

Since going back to work I've been "working" lots and to be honest haven't really felt like talking much to other people. At the end of my day, you can find me counting down the minutes till I get to go home and lay on my couch, in my jammies, with my slippers on, snuggled under a blankie, with one hand on Henry's soft kitteh fur and another resting close to a cold glass of water with a bendie straw in it. I know lots of you don't know what kind of work I do and I'm glad because I like money. And for those of you who think I'm a boo-hoo baby, I wish ONE day upon you with the crazy lady that I work with and then we'll see exactally who's the girlie-man is. Oh we'll see. LOL

So, back to my point. Most days, I do a fair bit of "living in my head." I'm thinking up things to make, going over conversations I have had in the past, thinking about things that I "saw" on my travels, zooming in on details, collecting numbers, making lists, numbering the lists, trying to come up with a better organizational system then numbering, rethinking things I heard people say and going back over them and trying to disprove or prove something they said, working through theories, visually petting Henry in my mind, thinking about the people I love and why I love them, what that feels like, and then refeeling the feeling of love, what kinds of things i could make, say or do for them that would make them feel special, you know, those kind of things.

It just so happened that I had recently heard something that I thought was interesting but couldn't remember where I had heard it. Anyway, I didn't care where I had heard it, I thought it was more interesting to me was to see what kinds of things could and would apply to it. Which is why I thought about the Limbourg Brothers and "October." Which was the photo I last posted.

The phrase is "Activity suggests a life filled with purpose."

I figured i would post the image for myself, because 1. it's a gorgeous image 2. it's a gorgeous image and 3. it's gorgeous to look at.

Some back ground on the image:
There was this dude named Duke Jean de Berry and he loved medieval art. Some would say that he was even the greatest 15th century art lover of the medieval world. He owned a ginormous collection of beautiful handmade books, including Tres Riches Heures, a work he paid some art dudes to make. This illuminated manuscript is a classic example of a "book of hours," or personal book of prayer. It contained a calendar, as well as texts for worship, prayers, psalms, and masses. (reread that last paragraph and pretend your a teacher and that a student submitted that to you as an essay LOL that's funny anyway....)

Anyway, in the piece, a peasant on horseback pulls a harrow made heavier with a stone, breaking up and leveling the plowed ground. The peasant in blue sows seeds from his white pouch, while a scarecrow guards the fields with bow and arrow. In the distance, people walk and talk along the Seine River against Charles V's royal palace in Paris, the Louvre. Nobles lived within the Louvre, enjoying their wealth and privileges while the peasants toiled in the fields.

So, I was thinking about applying that phrase to different parts of history and what that meant, historically that is and then thinking about the people who would say such a thing. It's all really nothing to be honest, just me thinking.

I gotta fly, I'm going to the gym today.

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 1/07/2008 06:30:00 AM, ,




kick'in it old school
Saturday, January 05, 2008

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 1/05/2008 08:42:00 PM, ,




Kitteh love to start the new year
Wednesday, January 02, 2008


























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Bay-bee n kitteh
Sunday, December 23, 2007






































You'd have to have an icy heart to not melt and go "awwwwww" after seeing this bay-beh, never mind THE AMAZING HENRY who has been cutsie from day one... where as this bay-beh came out looking like a wet alien. Although, I have nothing to back that up, cuz I wasn't there when it came out of his Mommas hole or also more commonly known as the vagina "area." *wink wink* Smilie-smilie.

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posted by Queen of Light and Joy @ 12/23/2007 08:41:00 PM, ,