Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Michael Palin....

[neverwhere]

I just watched the first episode of Michael Palin's new travel series Sahara. I can't believe he was willing to spend nearly a year in the middle of the most inhospitable place on earth for fun. He's insane! But still sooooooooooooo cute. *drool* *lol*

As a special treat, I hearby allow all my friends to see a very silly picture of me with His Royal Paliness taken 6 years ago. Wow, has it really been that long? And yet I look exactly the same. *G*






What is it with me posting all these pictures lately? Not so long ago I would never let anyone see my picture, not even my closet friends, I was so worried and ashamed of what they might think of me. But now I can't stop! I even took some this afternoon of me wearing glasses because I felt like it. The strange thing is, while I don't mind showing off my webcam photos, I absolutely loathe having pictures taken of me with a proper camera. I always end of looking terrible, I really don't know why webcam pics are better. I suppose because they're so blurry, they fade out all my 'unpleasant' features. *grins*


Here's a rather interesting little quizlet, courtesy of bnh :)

Number of people on my lj friends list: Over a hundred (!)
..whom I've met in person: 6. More soon though!
...whom I've met in person more than once: 5
...whose house I've been to: If dorm rooms count, then 1
...who have been to my house: 2
...whose precise geographic location I know offhand: 10
...whose full names I know offhand (at least first and last): 6
...whom I've followed/been in touch with for more than 3 years: 1 (ashfae!)
...who live outside my country: Oh god, all of them. *laughs* Hmmm...I think all but 12
...whose journal I consider myself "addicted" to: 8
...whom I've lived with: 2 (eyre_lasgalen and wreibyn survived a whole month in my house!)
...whose ex I slept with: Errmm...none
...who you've kissed?: On the cheek? Loads. I'm sure I've given one or two a quick smooch on the lips. Being affecionate is fun. :)
...who I'd "do"?: ...Ermmm...none. What an impudent question!
...who I've "done": wreibyn wants me. *smirks*
And so does orangelover. Hell, you ALL want me. *lol* ;-)


New friends to introduce! Please say hello to fellow Folklore addict prosewitch and my dear friend lady_aquilla, who finally took my offer of an LJ code and joined us here! Yipeeee! :D
I have two friends named Aqui. Isn't that odd? :)






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I think I've heard of them before. they do sound like my sort of band. Can someone recommend a good song or two for me to download? :)



Tomorrow night I'm going to the xXx premiere in London with shiveringjemmy. God, I must really like her to do this. *laughs*

Comments

Re: You've been too quiet.

[angelislington.livejournal.com]

*LOL*

Who asked you to do that? *curious smile* :)

Re: You've been too quiet.

[mamaslyth.livejournal.com]

Oh, it came up in conversation wiht another victi-I mean-friend. ;)

Does this mean I can't post one more poem?

Re: You've been too quiet.

[angelislington.livejournal.com]

Eeep! You talk about me? *looks around nervously*
All good things I hope...;-)

And yes, of course you can post another poem. I really like the Cyrano one. :)

Re: You've been too quiet.

[mamaslyth.livejournal.com]

I thought you would :D

The Rain Goddess (by AD Barncord Doerr also)

[mamaslyth.livejournal.com]

The Rain Goddess
==================

Wrapped in robes of dark gray mist,
Which hugs her form like a lover,
Her pearl white face and neck
Glows softly in the flash of sheet lightning.

She is the Rain Goddess.
Queen of the Storms.
Giver of Moisture.
Sustainer of Life.

Her realm has no landmarks.
No signs, no trails,
Save those she opens
With a mere application of will.

She walks the storm clouds.
Molding them.
Caressing them.
Dispatching them to do her bidding.

She climbs stairways,
Of swirling vapor,
To survey her domain
And check for intruders.

Annoyance enters her calm face.
He has done it again.
The Sun God has dared to mark her clouds
With his golden scars.

She storms down her billowy tower,
Lightning cracking in her wake,
To confront the brash being,
Who insists on taunting her.

He sits there on his golden chair,
A half-smile to greet her ire,
And shoots a brilliant ray
For her to cross upon.

She ignores the proffered path
And creates her own
Of blinding white
Jagged energy.

"Why," she demands,
"Do you insist on irking me?
Are there not others
You could annoy?"

He closes his eyes and sighs,
"You know that answer, my stormy one,
Must you begrudge me
The simple pleasure of seeing you?"

The Rain Goddess bites back a tear.
"I cannot change what I am.
The world needs me to be
This being before you."

"And," she continues softly,
"You must be the one who burns bright
And bathes the world in warmth and light.
We cannot leave our realms."

The Sun God walks to her,
Stopping a few yards away.
Close enough to see the gray of her eyes,
But far enough that their powers do not conflict.

"And when the world has no need of us?
When it has finished its purpose
And can live without us?
What then, my stormy one?"

She stands there, face again calm and says,
"When life can exist without us
And the world had reach it perfection,
Then we can be together."

"But until then," she continues,
"You must leave my realm.
For the sight of you
Is too painful to endure."

"I cannot promise that," he says.
"For the sight of you
Is what gives me hope.
Cannot you not find some compromise?"

She surrounds herself as she turns away
In a sheet of rain.
He reaches forth with a shaft of light
To dispel the barrier.

The barrier holds,
But the Goddess does not move.
Mesmerized by the colors
That have enveloped her.

"See?" he says softly.
"We can work together.
How can you hide from me
When together we created this?"

"This," she points out,
"Is only a fleeting thing.
You know what would happen
If we stayed together."

"Still, isn't this beauty
Worth the agony of not touching?
Could we not grant this world
A small token of our love?"

She closes her eyes and hangs her head.
"I suppose that I could bear the pain
Once in a while, to give
My children below something to treasure."

The Sun God beams brighter
And with a bow and blown kiss,
Leaves the misty realm
Of his beloved Rain Goddess.

She instead becomes darker,
As she walks back to her billowy tower.
And with her soul filled with agony,
Cries.

Re: The Rain Goddess (by AD Barncord Doerr also)

[angelislington.livejournal.com]

I sang a song called 'Mama Rain' in a new musical that is very much like this poem. :)

Re: The Rain Goddess (by AD Barncord Doerr also)

[mamaslyth.livejournal.com]

Cool! Now where's your new journal entry? *hint* *hint*