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I'm going with kind of a French vintage feel. Lots of colors in seafoam greens and carnelian reds, with bright splashes of orange. Plus scantily-clad women. Scantily-clad women are key.
The theme continues with the Mucha seasons above my altar, but ends with the "Red Hot Riding Hood" posterette given to me by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
egosomnio. You can't see them, but above all of that, close to the ceiling, is another pentacle print by Noble, plus two zen pictorials on Simplicity and Beauty.
Around my calender are Goddess tarot cards that work nicely as archetypal reminders. They were given to me by Heather and Rac, and they're beautifully rendered. A lot of my RA training stuff is also up-- kind words and the like. Also there is the signed Angelina photo that Anna gave me.
Fishies! And the bookshelf I painted myself. Fear not for Scout's water-- it's the fungal remover. His fungus is slowly receeding, but he's due for another medicine dose later tonight.
Boring bed.
My mother hand-stitched this Asian butterfly. It's so intricate and beautiful.
This painting was done by a friend and former co-worker, Jessica Watson. Her work is so vivid and interesting. This one reminds me of how I feel when I'm in my city on a warm summer night full of potential. I hope to own some more of Jessi's stuff in the near future.
This is my room during the day, with white sunlight streaming in.
And this is my room at night, with comforting soft white lights twinkling. I need to retain this calm.
Also, I received a summons to the campus's main desk today. Waiting for me were beautiful Stargazer Lilies, in a vase. No name was included in the card. No one I've asked is fessing up. Aster seems to think that the numbers under the short message may very well be secret code, so maybe the CIA is secretly testing me. :) Whoever you are, I'd like to know, so fess up. I won't be effusive, but I want to know. Thank you. They did help, and they smell wonderful. Thank you, thank you so much.
The mass this morning went as well as can be expected. The incense, the response of the congregation was so grounding, comforting. And I'm so proud of Mark. He spoke well and with conviction. His brother would be proud.
I'm going with kind of a French vintage feel. Lots of colors in seafoam greens and carnelian reds, with bright splashes of orange. Plus scantily-clad women. Scantily-clad women are key.
The theme continues with the Mucha seasons above my altar, but ends with the "Red Hot Riding Hood" posterette given to me by
egosomnio. You can't see them, but above all of that, close to the ceiling, is another pentacle print by Noble, plus two zen pictorials on Simplicity and Beauty.Around my calender are Goddess tarot cards that work nicely as archetypal reminders. They were given to me by Heather and Rac, and they're beautifully rendered. A lot of my RA training stuff is also up-- kind words and the like. Also there is the signed Angelina photo that Anna gave me.
Fishies! And the bookshelf I painted myself. Fear not for Scout's water-- it's the fungal remover. His fungus is slowly receeding, but he's due for another medicine dose later tonight.
Boring bed.
My mother hand-stitched this Asian butterfly. It's so intricate and beautiful.
This painting was done by a friend and former co-worker, Jessica Watson. Her work is so vivid and interesting. This one reminds me of how I feel when I'm in my city on a warm summer night full of potential. I hope to own some more of Jessi's stuff in the near future.
This is my room during the day, with white sunlight streaming in.
And this is my room at night, with comforting soft white lights twinkling. I need to retain this calm.
Also, I received a summons to the campus's main desk today. Waiting for me were beautiful Stargazer Lilies, in a vase. No name was included in the card. No one I've asked is fessing up. Aster seems to think that the numbers under the short message may very well be secret code, so maybe the CIA is secretly testing me. :) Whoever you are, I'd like to know, so fess up. I won't be effusive, but I want to know. Thank you. They did help, and they smell wonderful. Thank you, thank you so much.
The mass this morning went as well as can be expected. The incense, the response of the congregation was so grounding, comforting. And I'm so proud of Mark. He spoke well and with conviction. His brother would be proud.
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Date: 2004-09-04 06:50 pm (UTC){hugs}
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Date: 2004-09-04 06:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-04 09:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-05 02:12 am (UTC)If you were allowed to paint the walls and/or ceiling, what color(s) would you paint them?
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Date: 2004-09-05 02:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-07 09:38 pm (UTC)And if I could, I'd paint my walls a deep red, or maybe just one, with the rest a rich cream color. With gold accents. or maybe a rich, dark golden yellow.
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Date: 2004-09-07 11:35 pm (UTC)Heh. That was my first thought when I looked at the layout.
But you know... I don't think I've ever done the traditional sitcom 'sit bolt upright' thing. If I wake up suddenly from a dream, I find I'm almost inevitably flattened out with my arms pressing into the bed on either side... sort of like I've just hit the ground from a height.
I don't think a shelf above my head would bother me...
-Hyp.
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Date: 2004-09-08 09:04 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-09-05 03:33 am (UTC)Also, that poster of 4 pics above the lilies? What are they called? Because my mum had a smiliar big poster (of one woman) when I was a kid, and I know she loved it. It's her birthday in October, and seeing that has inspired me for something to get her, but asking her what they are would kind of spoil the surprise. :P
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Date: 2004-09-05 03:46 am (UTC)Example 1. (http://www.buy-posters-online.com/b2-288-Posters-Seasons.html)
Example 2. (http://shop.store.yahoo.com/whimzical/mucha.html)
-Hyp.
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Date: 2004-09-05 03:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-05 03:03 pm (UTC)You can find just about anything online if you know how to look ;)
-Hyp.
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Date: 2004-09-05 09:27 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-09-05 11:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-05 04:34 pm (UTC)I hope you find out who gave you these gorgeous flowers :)
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Date: 2004-09-05 05:00 pm (UTC)Hate it when that happens. My first thought is always "My God, what have I done?"
When I was in high school, our Housemaster had a blackboard on the wall outside his office. It was generally covered with notices for the day, and the like, but the first item was always "I NEED TO SEE:", with a list of names.
I took to avoiding the House whenever possible, because I hated walking up the main path, with that board at the end of it, never knowing if my name would be on it.
Now, on those rare occasions when he did NEED TO SEE me, it was almost invariably something inconsequential. ("Ah, Hyper. I was talking to Mr Burney today - he told me you'd aced a Latin test. Well done.") Nevertheless, I always got that cold feeling when my name was up there...
The last time I can recall it happening was when the phone at my desk rang last year. My manager said "Can you just pop up to my office a moment?"
Urk... what have I done?
She wanted to tell me the company had just given me a raise. But that 'summons' never fails to get to me...
-Hyp.
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Date: 2004-09-07 09:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-07 11:39 pm (UTC)I had a wonderful college job :)
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Date: 2004-09-05 07:22 pm (UTC)