tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44287505007300339332011-04-21T20:12:51.763-07:00I eat fairy dust.emsleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12993245289610248887noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428750500730033933.post-52555637643992728182009-01-05T14:33:00.000-08:002009-01-05T14:38:34.770-08:00So I am going off to this cute boy, about my alter ego... sometimes with one contemplation... i get lost down the rabbit hole, you might have to save me and send reinforcements I tell him, or just be a UNICORN, this will be my only means for retrieval...they have magical powers, and they are the light of my alter universe.<br /><br />we can sit in my unicorn magical cave, and have my elf servants tend to us. on nintendo inspired toadstools, ( you know red with white polka dots )<br /><br />((((i think this is code for ---emily is stoked about going out for coffee with you.)<br /><br />--- enter said cute boy...<br /><br />" YOU HAD ME AT NINTENDO"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428750500730033933-5255563764399272818?l=emsleysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>emsleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12993245289610248887noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428750500730033933.post-70440399333226790272009-01-05T13:41:00.000-08:002009-01-05T14:41:00.051-08:00<strong>This is so terribly 2005 of me isn't it,( i say that because an old friend of mine got me on this trend...I was a little late on the online journal train...as i was late to graphic novels, and getting into anime!!!)) Emily starting a blog. Wow. What could I possibly have to say? LOTS...I have countless musings about the single life of a 23 year old, that I find...well for the most part quite amusing.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>I just saw a Sex In the City about the war between singles, and marrieds..is this really true. My best friend is dating a guy, I barely see her anymore, except every fortnight. ...sigh. When people start dating do they lose their independance? Why am I so disgusted by the idea of that...Like there is so much I have to do before I tie the knot...Is Marraige Death?? I layed in the arms of a familiar stranger the other night... " do you think i'll find someone who can flail their limbs....I hope I can find someone who can flail their limbs and so absouloutely random and absurd things at the drop of a hat..." ....." do you think that our youthful sensibilities die as we grow.... I don't think i will ever change in that regard....</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>--he lay there lifeless in my arms.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>I will always doodle names, write short poems, and practise lavish scavenger hunts in my head for that perfect mate, if he does infact EXSIST... .. </strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>I would have married Oscar Wilde...but it seems they put me in the wrong ERA..So much of me feels like I was born in the wrong time period, Will assures me living in the time of Jane Austen, would be awful...I still strongly disagree...I am at the point where arranged marraige seems a little bit better than no marraige at all....? and yet...TRAVELLING...does that all go out the window when you get married? I don't think so...I think I could travel the world with my spouse, tasting of exotic spices! sigh...I bought a Wedding Magazine for my friend yesturday as a joke, they both we're somewhat horrified upon it's presence ...why are we so terrified? Why is the union of marriage such a prison to some? what a word full of such duality in us. I view myself as a seperate entity at this time...but the idea of fusing with anothers genius' excites me beyond compare. </strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>I am going to leave you with this..</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>transparent love.</strong><br /><strong>I am like that of a jellyfish...</strong><br /><strong>sticky.</strong><br /><strong>mushy.</strong><br /><strong>beautiful.</strong><br /><strong>simple.</strong><br /><strong>complex.</strong><br /><strong>hard to hold.</strong><br /><strong>if you touch me i sting you...</strong><br /><strong>sometimes i sting myself.</strong><br /><strong>in the end...i float on.</strong><br /><strong>unaware of those who threaten me.</strong><br /><strong>inspiring </strong><br /><strong>compelling</strong><br /><strong>FRAGILE.</strong><br /><strong>unique</strong><br /><strong>alien.</strong><br /><strong>I am all.</strong><br /><strong>I AM LOVE.</strong><br /><strong>transparent.</strong><br /><strong>Love.</strong><br /><strong></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428750500730033933-7044039933322679027?l=emsleysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>emsleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12993245289610248887noreply@blogger.com0