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1:27 am - 09.06.04
You Would've Loved Him Too
Hello all, I'll be done house sitting for Dawn and Peter later this afternoon.

The cats have been more mellow, and Max hasn't peed on anything yet, so all is good.

I have some random things to share, so here goes:

I made chicken breasts last night, they turned out pretty good. I had no idea how to make a basting sauce, so I just threw something together.

Egg whites, grey poupon, minced garlic, lemon juice, parsley, oregano, and chili powder. Was very tasty.

My friend Susan from the Cartomancy Collective gave me a simple recipe for Almond Asparagus:


˝ lb fresh asparagus spears

2 tablespoons butter or margarine

1 lemon, cut in half, seeded

couple spoonfuls slivered almonds

salt and pepper to taste


Holding the middle of the asparagus spears, snap off the tough end of the stalks and discard.

In a nonstick skillet, on medium high heat, melt butter. Add the asparagus spears and cook 3 minutes.

Turn heat to low. Cover pan and cook 2 minutes or until the asparagus is just tender and still bright green.

Squeeze juice from lemon over asparagus. Add slivered almonds and salt and pepper. Toss gently.

Serves 1

I was on looking for images to redo the Sexy Collab layout, and I came across a gallery by Lauren Fleishman, and she had a lil story about the gallery, so here's the snippet:

"For eight years, he was a French extension of myself packaged in the most perfect form. I changed significantly during that period, but our time apart, the distance between where we lived made it impossible for him to recognize those changes. I would get off the plane and he’d throw me off just to put me back together as the 17-year-old girl I was when we first met-inexperienced, idealistic and vulnerable.

Months ago in France, he let me down for what would be the last time. He got out of the car and I started hitting him. He grabbed my wrists and said, "No, you don't hurt me." Suddenly, it all made sense. Him, him hurting me, had been the tone of our relationship. If I didn't put an end to it, the relationship would continue that way until we exhausted ourselves. I was already tired.

I left at around 8:30AM the next morning. He was still sleeping. I pulled my suitcases onto the train. A beggar with half his face burnt off asked me for a euro. As the train pulled away, I saw him watching me with his one good eye. The man whom, for eight years, I loved but could never hurt wasn’t a figment of my imagination but he was a dream, and you would have loved him too. "
-Lauren Fleishman

While in chat, someone was being a dork, so naturally ppl began to ignore him. My new friend nocturnal_indiscretions, typed this:

"Twinkle twinkle little whore, now your ass is on ignore."

I laughed my butt off. :))

I found another gayboy on here as obsessed with manporn as I am.

Boy Wesnesday

I found his links page while looking for Jeff Palmer, a gay pornstar, and he had Jeff's weblog linked there.

There are two other Jeff Palmer's who are famous, one being a photographer (here's a sample of his work), and two being a hollywood actor. So it's very confusing trying to find the pornstar version.

I was researching Tarot history and found two interesting quotes at the Tarot Hermit website:

"Writers of the late Renaissance bemoan the problems of distinguishing true alchemists from frauds. Even today, tarot enthusiasts find themselves needing to emphasize the distinction between legitimate card reading and the exploitative scams that are exposed by the TV journalists. But what makes one reading legitimate and another bogus? Is it the method? The intention? The grace of the gods? "

"There is a third type of female pope that might have been on the mind of the tarot inventor. Tarot scholar Gertrude Moakley has called attention to a small heretical sect, called the Guglielmites from the name of its founder Guglielma, which was active in Milan about a century before the tarot cards were first invented. The Guglielmites believed a new age of the world was at hand, and it would be ushered in by the Holy Spirit in female form. They elected one of their members, Sister Manfreda, as pope! (The sect was, of course, quickly suppressed by Rome.) Manfreda was a relation of the Visconti family who ruled Milan and commissioned the earliest tarot cards that have come down to us today. The Visconti-Sforza Papess card is (for me) one of the most haunting images in the whole history of the tarot. Her robes are that of a nun, but she wears the papal crown. Her expression is serene, enigmatic, and thoughtful; the tilt of her head is reminiscent of the Madonna. Most of the other figures in this deck look alike: stylized faces, plump and fair, framed with pretty yellow curls. But the Papess seems to rise above the formula and stand alone as separate work of art. Could it be that the inventor of the tarot sympathized with the Guglielmites and their vision of a world transformed through a feminine manisfestation of God? "

Well that's about it. I may be going to see "Hairy Pooter and the Prisoner of Asskissin'" tomorrow with Liz.

It's back to going to the library to check emails.



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