If thou must love me, let it be for naught
Except for love's sake only. Do not say,
'I love her for her smile -- her look -- her way
Of speaking gently, -- for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day' --
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee -- and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry:
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
3.25.2010
Mad Hungry
I suspect that a good many of the people I see walking around this sporting plastic Amoeba bags just want everyone to know where they get their music from. Like, "OMG, I totally just found the EP of my favorite most obscure band and guess WHERE??? Amoeba, duhhh! For like, three bucks and everything!" Duh, it's only three dollars because your favorite obscure band SUCKS and that was the only way they could get rid of its crappy EP and still make some money off it.
And holy bejeezus, I am seriously craving some spam sushi. But I don't know how to make sticky rice. It sounds complicated.
And holy bejeezus, I am seriously craving some spam sushi. But I don't know how to make sticky rice. It sounds complicated.
3.24.2010
Verse by Lewis Carroll
I often wondered when I cursed,
Often feared where I would be --
Wondered where she'd yield her love,
When I yield, so will she.
I would her will be pitied!
Cursed be love! She pitied me...
Often feared where I would be --
Wondered where she'd yield her love,
When I yield, so will she.
I would her will be pitied!
Cursed be love! She pitied me...
3.12.2010
Bus Behavior
Some things I've noticed while riding public transit. And not just in this city, either.
1. Some old people will insist on hobbling as far back as they can before they stumble into a seat when the bus starts moving, even though there are plenty of seats in the front emptied specially for them.
2. Some people will stand directly in front of an empty seat, effectively preventing anyone else from getting to it. This happens on really crowded buses or on near-empty ones in which there are plenty of other places to stand.
3. Black people always sit in the back. Always. I have seen this on schoolbuses and city buses and I still do not understand it.
4. There's usually someone standing directly in front of the rear exit for about ten stops, making it extremely difficult both to get by on the way to the back of the bus and to get off.
5. In this city at least, on certain bus routes at a particular time of the afternoon, there are always huge groups of Asian teenagers chattering loudly and obnoxiously, bumping into everyone and completely ignoring the presence of other human beings. If you see any of these kids anywhere else when they're alone, they're utterly silent and take up as little space as possible. It's bizarre.
6. On bus routes going up to the bridge or any other historic places, there are always tourists carrying maps who sit anxiously by the front, trying to hide their nervousness by getting chatty with the bus driver or making touristy comments to their comrades.
7. Men always sit with their legs wide apart. Always. I'm sorry, but I highly doubt your junk actually takes up that much space.
8. There is always the pretty girl checking herself out in the window.
9. Speaking of Asians and old people, there are always (in this city) little old Asian ladies who will push their way past you to get on the bus first and they will shamelessly take up as much space as possible with lots of plastic bags filled with god-knows-what.
10. Sometimes, during a traffic spat, or if someone on the bus is being particularly obnoxious (talking on the phone, or a child screaming), other people on the bus will look at each other, sigh, and laugh, as though for a moment they have bonded, and then they will spend the rest of the ride avoiding each other's eyes, even if they get off at the same stop.
1. Some old people will insist on hobbling as far back as they can before they stumble into a seat when the bus starts moving, even though there are plenty of seats in the front emptied specially for them.
2. Some people will stand directly in front of an empty seat, effectively preventing anyone else from getting to it. This happens on really crowded buses or on near-empty ones in which there are plenty of other places to stand.
3. Black people always sit in the back. Always. I have seen this on schoolbuses and city buses and I still do not understand it.
4. There's usually someone standing directly in front of the rear exit for about ten stops, making it extremely difficult both to get by on the way to the back of the bus and to get off.
5. In this city at least, on certain bus routes at a particular time of the afternoon, there are always huge groups of Asian teenagers chattering loudly and obnoxiously, bumping into everyone and completely ignoring the presence of other human beings. If you see any of these kids anywhere else when they're alone, they're utterly silent and take up as little space as possible. It's bizarre.
6. On bus routes going up to the bridge or any other historic places, there are always tourists carrying maps who sit anxiously by the front, trying to hide their nervousness by getting chatty with the bus driver or making touristy comments to their comrades.
7. Men always sit with their legs wide apart. Always. I'm sorry, but I highly doubt your junk actually takes up that much space.
8. There is always the pretty girl checking herself out in the window.
9. Speaking of Asians and old people, there are always (in this city) little old Asian ladies who will push their way past you to get on the bus first and they will shamelessly take up as much space as possible with lots of plastic bags filled with god-knows-what.
10. Sometimes, during a traffic spat, or if someone on the bus is being particularly obnoxious (talking on the phone, or a child screaming), other people on the bus will look at each other, sigh, and laugh, as though for a moment they have bonded, and then they will spend the rest of the ride avoiding each other's eyes, even if they get off at the same stop.
3.11.2010
Once Were Chimps
Why is it that the guy I'm always least interested in is the one who actively pursues me? Am I just attracted to the embarrassingly shy ones?
And really, I'm sorry feminists, but if you let a guy chicken out and make the first move yourself, you will always be making the next move as well. Yeah, I've heard guys think it's cute, sexy, whatever, when a girl asks the guy out. But how many of them actually stick around? I don't know why some dynamics exist the way they do, and it's weird to think that for a while we were just chimps. Then somehow shit started getting complicated, cavemen started being monogamous, others got polyamorous, gender roles were established, then partially torn down, then reconstructed then deconstructed in order to be reconstructed again. And really, from where I'm standing, although people can be easily lumped together, there's still a large degree of unpredictability among individuals. Not originality mind you, just unpredictability.
And really, I'm sorry feminists, but if you let a guy chicken out and make the first move yourself, you will always be making the next move as well. Yeah, I've heard guys think it's cute, sexy, whatever, when a girl asks the guy out. But how many of them actually stick around? I don't know why some dynamics exist the way they do, and it's weird to think that for a while we were just chimps. Then somehow shit started getting complicated, cavemen started being monogamous, others got polyamorous, gender roles were established, then partially torn down, then reconstructed then deconstructed in order to be reconstructed again. And really, from where I'm standing, although people can be easily lumped together, there's still a large degree of unpredictability among individuals. Not originality mind you, just unpredictability.
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