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Two days and two misapprehensions. Happy birthday Chris, you're twenty-four now. I think that's to mean something, but for the life of me, I don't know what. Have this link, at least, it's word heroin. It's been a hard spring, burning into a difficult summer. There's redemption somewhere, we just have to figure out where to find it. I'm sitting in my home, armo(u)ring myself with unlikely colours, with the strength I have in my body that a writer gave to me. I am hoping that if harm befalls me, if my heart stops, if he is there, it will set my blood to boil and I will flower into flame and burn again. Twist my hair around my finger and speak some magic words that will lighten the weights that drag my feet from dancing again.

I'm not allowed to love you. It's the same script, all over again. Audience of one. The evening is just beginning and I'm thinking of brake-lights, red glow into the distance. How cars will trail in long snakes through the mountains away from here. The freeways of L.A. were like that, incredible embers speeding past and forward and always going, just going, flying between yellow lines and white. There, however, without a vehicle of my own, I was lost, a child trying to catch up with little tiny steps. My legs were tied, my sight unable to see unless I was near the ocean. Here there is water, there are mountains, there are miles filled entirely with trees. In a way, it's a cage all the same. I'm tired of it, I've done this place. My precious people, I want to shake their roots free of dirt and set them walking our of here with me. I'm glad James got away.

Navi is asleep in my bed and Ryan's out fetching supplies for SinCity tonight. I'm alone with a rabbit and a ferret, though they're kept separate now. We've found proof positive that rabbits are genetically food for ferrets. It won't matter if they've seen one before or even know what to do with one, it will try to drag it away and eat it. The rabbit, Kitty, has escaped unscathed, but perhaps not so me. Now I know Skatia can attempt to be sneaky, I want to see it again. Again, the thought occurs to me to fetch him a mouse from the shop to have.

Date: 2005-08-14 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/ruka_/
I'll buy the mouse. Just let me be there to see the ferret be feirce!!! XD

Date: 2005-08-14 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
You're on. We'll have to figure out some way of making sure the mouse doesn't get away in my things, as they do chew.

Date: 2005-08-14 02:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/ruka_/
A teeny harness with a bell?

Date: 2005-08-14 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
one small enough for the mouse? If we've got it on a leash, doesn't that forestall the hunting?

Date: 2005-08-14 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/ruka_/
We could make one. >.> And the bell would be so we always knew where it was!

Date: 2005-08-14 02:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
I think it would be easier to close off an area, clear some space and put up walls.

Date: 2005-08-14 05:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloodykitty.livejournal.com
In a way, it's a cage all the same. I'm tired of it, I've done this place.

what's keeping you here?

Date: 2005-08-14 05:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ridenowhere.livejournal.com
I shackled her to the cold water pipe in my house.

Date: 2005-08-14 07:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bloodykitty.livejournal.com
dude...

...that's hot.

Date: 2005-08-14 11:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
ta mere...

Date: 2005-08-14 07:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kickasskaren.livejournal.com
Gorgeous photo of the fireworks!! wow. stunning. it would make a fantastic print :)

Date: 2005-08-14 11:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
I took quite a few. Take a look see, I think you'd like lots of them.

Date: 2005-08-15 01:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] givemesodapop.livejournal.com
I think a mouse, a ferret and a rabbit might make a good mind puzzle. Get the rabbit, the ferret, and the mouse across the river in a boat that can only carry you and one animal. Ferret eats mouse, mouse attacks rabbit,

Date: 2005-08-15 10:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
I suspect it's been done and only remains to those who read Piers Anthony.

Date: 2005-08-15 02:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] naekkae.livejournal.com
my snake, edana, eats pre-killed pinkie mice. she doesn't really seem to know the difference, she still hunts and strikes and curls up around it. the other day she bit through the mouse and got all bloody and gorey and gooey. it was pretty iggy.

Date: 2005-08-15 10:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
I don't think I want to be dealing with a pre-dead mouse.

Date: 2005-08-15 09:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] naekkae.livejournal.com
they come frozen, like little mice popcicles.

Well, I'll be!

Date: 2005-08-15 02:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mishey.livejournal.com
I honestly did not know that ferrets ate mice. I've learned something new! Wheeee! :-)

Re: Well, I'll be!

Date: 2005-08-15 10:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
They're predators, they tend to eat rabbits. in some places, they're still raised ot hunt them, actually. Mice fall well within thier jurisdiction.

Date: 2005-08-15 05:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hentooth.livejournal.com
hey. i have this image of turning over logs and stones in search of redemption now.
thanks for the tunes. i like the very much. check out myspace blog or flickr for the next rev of the eden painting.
it is turning pink. i've decided the world was pinker before knowledge. lord only knows why...could have something to do with the bottle of pink paint i bought today.

hope all is calm.

Date: 2005-08-15 10:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] porphyre.livejournal.com
Under stones lay winged sandals and shields that blind the sun itself with reflection. (This is where the shield pipes up and explains for hours how very interesting everything it thought about was when it was in the dark, next to the wet soil and dry sand, listening to beetles and worms burrow.)

Last night was SinCity, our local fetish dance night, for me it's a costume party, a social event where I dance for five, six hours straight in fancy dress, and I was in pink. More pink than I should care to admit in a photograph right away. First I'll need matching lipstick, then I can face the world as a bubblegum cheerleader, evil with cindy lauper pigtails. Girls just want to have fun!

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