So sentimental
Not sentimental no !
Romantic not disgusting yet
Darling I’m down and lonely
When with the fortunate only
I’ve been looking for something else
Do let do let do let jugulate do let do let do
Let’s go slowly, discouraged,
Distant from other interests
On your favorite weekend ending
This love’s for gentlemen only
That’s with the fortunate only
No I gotta be someone else
These days it comes it comes it comes it comes it comes and goes
Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, oh !
I’m not easily offended
It’s not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses
Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, oh !
I’m not easily offended
It’s not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses
Follow, misguide, stand still
Disgust, discourage
On this precious weekend ending
This love’s for gentlemen only
Wealthiest gentlemen only
And now that you’re lonely
Do let do let do let jugulate do let do let do
Let’s go slowly, discouraged,
We’ll burn the pictures instead
When it’s all over we can barely discuss
For one minute only
Not with the fortunate only
Thought it could have been something else
These days it comes it comes it comes it comes it comes and goes
Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, Oh !
I’m not easily offended
It’s not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses
Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow
Like a riot, like a riot, Oh !
I’m not easily offended
It’s not hard to let it go
From a mess to the masses
[from the book "Karmic Astrology: The Moon's Nodes & Reincarnation" by Martin Schulman]
Here the soul is confronted with some of the most difficult karmic lessons in the zodiac. Past lives have been strewn with endings as the Plutonian force of Scorpio worked through its process of transformation. Now the individual is so frightened by the memory of having the rug constantly pulled out from under their feet that they develop a defensive attitude toward all who offer them regenerative advice. In past incarnations, you literally went through the fires of hell to burn away your false values. Now instead of falling back on the remains of Scorpio still within yourself, you must build, through Taurus, a new set of substantial values to live by.
Nearly all with these nodes have at one time touched the force of Witchcraft, and so in the current life there is a rude awakening about any remaining residue of the lower Self.
In past incarnations, you had to deal with a powerful sex drive which kept throwing you off balance. As a result, you're used to seeking gratification through relationships which ultimately become destructive to the ego. Then, confused and embittered by all that you see toppling around you, you're almost glad to aid in the destruction of whatever little remains.
Most of the conditions in this life are still controlled from your subconscious level, buried deeply below the scrutinizing eyes of society. You may appear jovial and friendly while you're, in fact, planning some mysterious adventure of intrigue inside.
The chart must be studied carefully to see just how far your soul has come out of Scorpio before an accurate interpretation can be given. For those who are already closer to Taurus, the violent churning of Scorpio is purposely avoided at all costs. For those barely out of Scorpio, the internal revolutions are still going on. Planets conjunct either Node will pull the individual toward that Node and literally force them to live through it in their current life.
For all with these Nodes, the past residue of revolution is such powerful intensity that there is bound to be some after-effect spilling over into their present life relationships with family members and close loved ones.
Each day seems to be filled with new emergencies, until one crisis built upon another creates such a turmoil of conflict that the individual is reduced to their most basic struggle for survival. You don't yet know the art of moderation or how to take things at face value for you still believe that others always have an ulterior motive. Inside, you feel that you must constantly escape from punishment, and in your escape you leave behind you a tornado-like shamble of all you once held dear. At times, you see others turning on you but rarely do you stop to see that you are the cause. Whether you're still scting out your past incarnations in Scorpio or advancing through Taurus, your fixed stubborness is very much a part of your ingrained way of doing things.
You will make much growth when you are able to see the actions of others as reflections of your own subconscious!
From past incarnations you've become accustomed to attuning yourself to a peculiar brand of intensity, which when not allowed to express itself, turns to anger. You have become deeply scarred with the pain of being hurt, and now like a wounded animal can be deadly to any who represent the slightest threat. (I find this to be so true!) On the lower levels of consciousness, those with these Nodes can pursue their prey with a personal vendetta. Then when the peices fall, they appear to be the innocent victims while they're, in fact, the carefully planned victors.
Due to the intense emotion constantly seeking expression, a variety of creative outlets are needed.
Sexual desire must be transmuted into Divine Love. All embittering conditions from past incarnations must be dropped from your consciousness until the new seed of peace is discovered. The Scorpio south node must burn the bridges of the past and resolve to benefit from the lessons of Lot's wife: "Never look back!"
Through the Taurus North Node, you must learn not to dissipate or waste power that flows within you in valueless areas. Your greatest achievement in this life occurs when, through the development of a great love of the Earth, you live on. You start to appreciate glimpses of the source of your unfailing supply and support. For lifetimes you have misused your energy, drives and desires, feeling alone against all the oppressions and afflictions that affect mankind. Now through the sensitive impressions of your Taurus North Node, your are to be brought to the awareness that the abundance of the universe is so great that you'll always have what you need when you need it. You must learn to distinguish the difference between the words WANT and NEED, for although you may not always be able to realize what you want, you are surrounded by what you need at every moment.
As you reach for your Taurus North Node, you're reaching, at last, for stability. You can stop chasing all that you've ever felt cheated of by seeing all that is now offered to you. Ultimately, you're destined in this life to reach a state of contentment as the seething volcanoes of Scorpio melt into the blue spirit waters of harmony in Taurus -- where the beloved Gautama Buddha left his blessing. Truly, this is the transition from lifetimes of war into a garden of peace.
The house position of South Node indicates the area in life where any remaining residue of the Scorpionic battles must be conquered, while the house position of the North Node shows the area in life where the new awareness of trust and security can ultimately replace the underlying struggles.
They bite back every now and again, but for the most part my scorpion tendencies have taken a major back-seat and hadn't been prominent for yearsssss. Anyone else into astrology?
Work is going well. I'm contented being in service to old folk. Anytime I'm having a bad day all it takes is for someone to say 'thank you' and I'm granted another burst of energy. It's like doing anything else really... 'work to live not live to work'... I think career, in general, is overrated... it depends on who you are and what you want, but having mostly everything I wanted and not wanting for anything, which I think is kinda the key to life, whatever happens is easier to take. Course just because things are simple in that way doesn't make life any less complicated. I'm not restless, but there's things I should learn... like how to drive, and I'm still CRAZY phobic about that, but it's something that's gonna happen, one way or the other, whether or not I'm dragged kicking and screaming into the night into classes....just not right now.
family is good. I'm proud of Sean he's off at college doing business courses. Steph, is in a play playing Violet in Willy Wonka and it's her senior year, and Joey is graduated from highschool taking a year off...LOL.. I remember when I said 'year off' and while technically it was only a year it seemed much longer. The 'real world' is only ever as intimidating as one makes it to be though... I just find it funny, in retrospect, no one ever ends up where they'd suspect they'd be and find it no surprise at the sametime. I've truly never been happier in my life and know that things can only get better as they come.
I've been shipping since I was 16...probably before that if I were to think about it, but never once do I recall taking the 'easy' way out and forgetting about the over-all context of a show for the sake OF a ship because I feel it's nothing more than a detriment. To think when I was all about the Buffy/Faith that people thought we were psycho out of our minds in context, but that was never the case it's because I remembered the context. It's because I remembered that the show was called 'Buffy' that she was hopelessly heterosexual (experimentation aside now in the comics) and that the SUB text of something is what it was... SUB. I didn't want to see my ship ruined by being written as if it would work. It stayed hot, steamy, it stayed all the right places it'd be if you didnt blow all the air into it to only have it pop like a god-damned baloon. NOW I know that shipping something hetero, that as close to canon as it gets it not much either because of the expectations said that it WILL be so in the fans that can't except (which aren't all, some fans, a portion of fans) when it isn't making the shipping community, House/Cuddy shippers in this case, look absolutely fricken BRAIN-DEAD by wanting to boycott episodes that didn't imply they'd be together, get severely disappointed when they weren't, pout, whine, piss, and moan like they'd had their beautiful interpretation stripped away....WTF is the point OF 'shipping' if when every so-called 'bump int he road' happens and you're confronted with new ideas, new takes, new (OMG) RELATIONSHIPS you have absolutely no FAITH (pun soooo intended) in your ship?!?
House is sick right now... severely sick, in the head. His recovery should have nothing to do with Cuddy, they shouldn't be pining over eachother so much as even just worried about eachother and people are flipping a lid that the first two eps this season are taking place in an asylum where he kisses another women... my GOD more power to him! I'm sick of shipping fantatics that make the fucking lot of us look bad by forgetting context, by FORGETTING TWO SEPERATE INDIVIDUAL CHARACTERS AND THEIR AUTONOMY!
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite Movie:
5. Favorite Song or Album:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favorite memory of us?
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarky) - what are they?
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school?
22. Describe your accent
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Trousers or skirts?
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? (If you have no idea, just say something crazy, it'll entertain me!)
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
What else? I could say same old same old and speak of loving my routine, but I spose that would be routine....nothing really changes, even when everything does and I find comfort in that...that's not to say that I don't like my life punctured by spontanaity, adventure, the lot, but I'm a Taurus (yes, steeped in my sign, my overall personality) and I gravitate towards the earth and everything, eventually, being grounded...and god is it ever. I'm sickenly, utterly, and completely happy *knocks on wood* blessed, over-joyed etc. I'm with who I love doing what I love and at the end all and be all of everything isn't that really all life is supposed to be? I really couldn't ask for anything more...well as soon as Ryan and I get our own place...LOL....this May it's unofficially been two years since we'd been a thing.
On the more immediate things on the horizon I'm going with my mother and grandmother to the cities today to see aunts, uncles, cousins...catch one of them playing softball since I'd been the entire hockey season. *crinkles*...hmmm... I can't think of anything else. I'm just happy, when you're blissful there's not a lot of angst to go round or anything to really expound upon besides that I guess....Peace and Love to all.
Disclaimer--I don't own either one of these characters or the franchise they belong to
Rating--PG--no sex in site, more of a thinking piece
Author's Notes--Short Drabble, I needed to vent...writing is how I do that. It's my first time writing House/Cuddy and actually posting.
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'God I wish he'd forget who he was for one moment and remember who I am ' Lisa slides away the file gently in stark contrast to the way it was all, but slammed on her desk, thee desk.
"Is mommy on a sebatcle again,has Cuddy's ass, as well as her mind... LEFT the building?"
Another surgery. Another brilliant reason for it. Another decision in my control.
"No, mommy would just like a break from your adolescent whining. House, it's surprising you even bother to ask me anymore when you know what the answer is."
But the question....it was never the right question.
("Ruin my day, for once ask me something I can say yes to")
House seemed stunned. Dr. Lisa Cuddy, the ice queen, was under diress. Perhaps not weakness so much as complete indifference for the out-come of this 'argument'.
"Wha--why?"
"Why-why-What? Ever since Kutner this has been on a loop.... more so then usual. I sit here. You come in. Drownd out my precaution. Rev up for another ludicrous, albeit successful , surgery...precede to mock me... vocally or otherwise. No more games Greg...why are you REALLY here?"
His brows furrowed darkly. Humility was never his strong suit so to suck it up and say 'I don't know' the way he did the night they kissed would be akin to saying 'I'm wrong'. So he did what he always did when he felt stripped down to the metaphoric bone...turned on his heels, and left.
Is it wrong that I'm that glib about it....that marriage is....yeah, like.... what's the point? I believe I could make it through because at the end of the day I'm die-hard and loyal, but it's about distinction and identity...even changing the last name, the combining of things... as if you couldn't live in a home with another human being side by side without making it legally binding....all that really matters is something that's SPIRITUALLY binding. Not that it matters I wouldn't get hitched until everyone could, (Ryan's right there with me).....all this said...
Because of how 'Plesantville' things were between my stepmom and dad were I'm both surprised and UNsurprised... all at once... this is every bit an oxy-moron as everything else is.
Rant over.
Now I know what I'd been missing......sitting in front of the t.v. in my pjs and typing all at once on a comp---Life's good......the only way this could have all been better was if I had next week Saturday off and the Presedential address wasn't streaming over where my show would have been played tomorrow, but I won't be dangerous in wishing.....*sighs* had I had next weekend off I wouldn't have this one.....had House been on tomorrow the actual season and all my anticipation wouldn't have actually seemed longer; yeah.. I've learned to see the bright-side.
In other news.....why do I have to be so lazy when I know that while real work has been done, that personal chore work has to be done and I'm far too comfy to give a fuck....why I ask... WHY?! I got acouple calls to make, some V-day arrons to go through with and I STILL can't seem to care being far to busy reading House fic, talking to my bestfriend, getting a two-card free tarot reading, and generally just lounging about, fan-girl that I am, waiting to think about the next the next Lisa Edelstein/Hugh Laurie/House related thing I can google to pass the time while my man's at work....why can't I be productive? This all proving that the internet was, is, and will continue to be the black hole of existance.
After the calm.
I don't know if it's a side-effect, that after feeling mildly buzzed their derives a sorta serene one can only find when your body may have been through an alcohol induced train wreck..... without you even realizing. The hang over....but not. I'm sitting here slamming down a Vitamin water 'essential' and amping my ass up with C so that I don't catch the second cold within a month by a swift kick to the balls of my immune system.....but WHATEVER it is.....I just feel so.....nice...... and I know it's not the drink it's always what the drink was put in that pretty much speaks for what's there, what's truly there. Peace....
Work gets under my skin every once in awhile though I do love my job, but this was the latest from this week which, while I usually don't rant about so openly, I thought the prospect of this person's possible actions were so ass back-words I have no choice, but to let loose.
It starts with me being broad-sided by the typical doom and gloom; negativity you can't help, but to run into. Here I am minding my own doing a D1 that's usually pain-free when a co-worker, whose heart was in the right place, but still, gives me a heads-up about what the supervisor, not my boss, but the supervisor of the kitchen had said to her....convo was something akin to as follows....
"Come here..."
"Yeah...what?" My eyes divert, try to focus on something else because quite frankly this chick makes a point to make a deal of the slightest changes in the D3 job. Dwelling just doesn't do shit.... DOING shit, does shit. As I said to my real boss that she thought was the shnutz, something to the effect of....."People waste so much time dwelling about what's wrong they don't find the time to do right."
"I have to talk to you....So-and-so said that she was going to write you up if you didn't take the few milk from the previous milk crates and dump them into the next one next time....having said 'I'm SO sick of her doing this... she's the only one that doesn't... next time she does I'm going to write her up'.....just warning you, I don't want you to be....."
"Written up for something COMPLETELY stupid?"
"Well yeah"
So my friend can see the obvious frown on my face and I'm just livid... FUCKING livid. I thought about it and thought about it and came to the conclusion besides the covering of the big base of ASS that is her own that this women in charge of the kitchen (NOT the the person in charge of dietary because Mary is a Saint...I adore my boss) is clearly fucking incompetent and is looking for a scapegoat, namely me, for all of her probs because I AM a good worker. Don't get me wrong I'm not perfect, no one is, but the amount of wrong I do in that place is slim to none.....by extension the amount of wrong that I do in comparision to other people? Well, put in THAT way, almost none-existant. I said almost... I'm not pompus I just know my worth. There's people that have done so much more to have gotton written up and it's never happened. If I was paranoid I could only assume this bitch had it out for me, but since I'm not and frankly don't give a fuck 99.9 percent of the time it's a fair bet she's just a miserable cunt.
My main concern is obviously the residents. If what this nut-job is saying is that milk crates and the contents within are important then we certainly have an issue because there's five floors of dear people that are on their way out and you're crying over milk.....spilt or no. While I'm hoping this milk DOESN'T spill, because I can ignore this pety bullshit, if she actually had the audacity to write me up for something this absurd.....If not just wanting to I would probably, for five seconds, lose all my god-given zen and tell her where the hell to go.
...within the storm.
Rant Fin.
Socializing is one thing, sure, but it's mostly cause of the venue. You can talk anywhere to people you regard as important, so why do people subject themselves to the bullshit that is the bar scene with the usual 20 plus complete strangers, or worse yet two or three bad apples because somehow, one way or the other, whether you notice it or not, there's always gonna be someone out there noticing you're having a genuinely good time because it's typically not your thing and are gonna want to piss in your cornflakes....LOL...
But yes, back to the plus? Again, on occasion it's about really getting a good gab in with the people you hadn't for awhile.. mostly highschool people you knew back in the day, catching up. It's just interesting.. and done few and far between you can actually appreciate it. :D
Ok.. gush over :p
Some parting words before the New Year besides the header...if you're gonna get blitzed (so planning on it) BE SAFE! :D
So.....usually not the most keen on music....tis true, as much as I love it I don't have a player or any of that crap....much more into t.v., but OMG.....I fucking LOVE 3 tunes on LADY GAGA like I haven't liked shit in ages. Poker Face imparticular....the beat is pretty damn addictive :p
I'm boba la fette
The damn song has been stuck in my head ALL day...lol
Not obsessive by any means of the word, but I spose I understand why people are. I was about 4 or so chapters in before I put it down; I had to admit to myself I'm just not a reader, books anyway, and take a break from it, but I WILL read number 2 before the second movie comes out because of the arc that includes Jacob...the whole Indian wolves v.s vamps thing is pretty hot and I always love a good love triangle. I was impressed by the fact that you had so many fucking PRETTY UNKNOWNS. I'm not talking about Pattinson, though no one knew him from Adam as he played Cedric in the Potter films. The girl who plays Bella is absolutely stunning, Alice is a hottie, even the villians were easy on the eyes....now I know that's the name of the hollywood game, but I was surprised of how many of them fit on screen and it's obviously because of their lack of stardom. People that are House freaks such as myself will register that the none-evil vamp close to the evil ones is the "Black Mormon" from House. :p
Anyways...short and sweet sure, but I liked it....it's worth going to see.
