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Do you find holiday gift-giving more pleasurable or onerous?

writer's block: gift-giving

This is a double-edged sword... There is pleasure in seeing a loved one's face light up at an unexpectedly perfect gift, a feeling which can be addictive in that moment's fleeting and elusive quality. But a fake smile, ones that doesn't crinkle their eyes or make them glow from within can be just as stingy or disappointing as when you get a thoughtless or generic gift yourself.
The price of a gift is worthless information. It is the feeling and thought behind it that makes it rich.
So, is gift-giving pleasurable or onerous? I think... you should give a gift because you want to, not because you have to because it is a gesture that can be just as telling of the giver as it is the receiver.
Nov 27th, 2010 03:01 am(no subject)
"fun"
the evidence of a joyful night,
where the clash your of teeth echoes in your ears,
and where the silent marching thumps against your eardrums.
all is static; all is noise.
an endless loop of feedback that dulls all other sounds,
overriding normal, overwhelming boredom...
the sound of "fun".
Nov 17th, 2010 04:12 pm(no subject)


study.......study...study.study.study.study.studystudystudystudystudystudystudy
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Nov 3rd, 2010 07:44 pm(no subject)
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soon....hopefully soon.
Oct 20th, 2010 08:35 am(no subject) [writer's block]
Is there a specific song or band that makes you yearn for the past?


writer's block: dynamite with a laserbeam

Motion City Soundtrack's "Commit this to Memory" (oh the irony) and "I Am the Movie" albums.
It makes me yearn for conversations passed on sheets of paper doodled on within an inch of their lives, pictures revealed under red hued light, and the recklessness of ditching for a day at the beach.
It isn't until after you leave that you recognize the predictable ease of high school, the set schedules, the reliable friendships, the rigid finish-line of graduation. It is the "then what?" that follows, the same question that will repeat like a broken record for the rest of your life, which the real challenge begins. Because, it is now up to you to chooses your schedules, your friendships, your finish-line.
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And although this album brings nostalgia, it also brings courage and hopes and ambitions that can never be bigger than when seen through the eyes of an 18 year-old ready to shed the comfort a 4 year routine and take on the world. So put it on track 3, and get you s*** together.
Aug 15th, 2010 04:02 am(no subject)
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Aug 13th, 2010 07:50 pm(no subject)
"Pirates" is a network whore.

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First USA, now Syfy. For shame.
Aug 11th, 2010 05:55 pm(no subject)
How much better is forced respect than pity or a lie?
Aug 9th, 2010 12:53 am(no subject)
Poem: "Where Truth Lies"

Maps, once made,
leave the impression of a place gone dead.

Words, once said,
anchor the fevers in the head.

Vows, once taken,
fade in the shadows of a place foresaken.

Oh, understand
how the mind's landscape forms from shifting sand,

how where we are
is partly solid ground, part head-in-air,

a twilit zone
where changing flesh and changeless ghost are one,

and what is true
lies between you and the idea of you --

a friction,
restless, between the fact and the fiction.
- Alastair Reid
Aug 4th, 2010 09:20 pm(no subject)
Movie: Inception
Quote:
"You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling."

- Eames (Tom Hardy)

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Beautiful. Brilliant. And all the other single word sound bites that could describe such a mind-blowing film.
With haunting music that echoes in your head long after the screen cuts to black and more twists than a city literally folding itself like a paper crane, this movie is a prime example of what real ambitious imagination can accomplish. No gimmicks of third dimensions needed, instead of reaching out to you, it pulls you in and holds you there until your mind spins as fast as the main character's silver top.
It made my fingers twitch with the urge to pick up a pencil and attack the nearest blank surface; with words or pictures, I don't know. My mind was so packed full of ideas and images I that stumble so much as walk out of the theater like I had just taken a hit of something spectacular. Pure imagination, pure creation --- what a fearsome and awe-inspiring idea to behold.
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