I really want to watch Labyrinth (you know, the movie about David Bowie’s crotch? lol). I’m currently listening to Magic Dance and it’s not helping. In fact it’s making it worse, but I just wanted to post this:
You remind me of the babe.
What babe?
The babe with the power.
What power?
The power of voodoo.
Who do?
You do.
Do what?
Remind me of the babe.
Fun stuff.
Pictures speak a thousand words, right? What words do these speak to you? To me, they’re as profound as any of the number of quotes I’ve fallen in love with.
These are two images that I just happened to run across while running a few Google Image searches. They are possibly two of my favorite pictures I’ve randomly found online. That, for one, should definitely tell you something about me. Especially since I’m not one for saving internet pictures. Regardless, I fell in love with these pictures because they are both highly impractical. And there is something sensual about them in a less than conventional way. It may seem somewhat odd that I find these two pictures of women with books sensual, but to me, it makes perfect sense. Most people wouldn’t argue the statement that sensual does not necessarily mean sexy, racy, risque.
While these pictures could easily be referred to as “sexy” they are in no way racy, vulgar, obscene, or any of a slew of other words.
But they…
are inspiring;
model attributes I value in myself, or at least strive to instill in myself (including a little bit of impracticality when it comes to following your passions);
stand as perfect examples of how attractive being consumed with something you love can be;
are calming;
make me want to pick up my newest book (Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand, actually)
show a little class;
show a lack of refinement.
It makes me sad to think that there are so many people that could never appreciate the sensuality of these images. Being bombarded daily by the media and even people we know with a skewed sense of sensuality, and sexuality, is something that I only wish was a non-issue. I know there are many who agree because of the effects these have on young girls. Or who agree because as Christians we’re held to a higher standard and this makes that harder. Or even those who agree because it is sad to think that so many women (and men) have so little regard for themselves. I agree with all of these people, but these aren’t the MOST important reasons to me. It breaks my heart because this skewed sensuality has led to skewed beauty. I think that this is the reason so many people find it difficult to find beauty in the little things, or even refuse to try.
I hope you all find the above pictures beautiful, or at least are able to understand why I do. If you don’t, know you’re in my thoughts and prayers.
“As things stand, a woman born in Swaziland in Southern Africa can only expect to live until she’s 39. But a woman in Switzerland can expect to live until she’s 84.
“It’s crazy. In Belgium, there are 449 doctors for every 100,000 people. In Tanzania, there are two.
“These aren’t just numbers. These are people’s lives. That’s why it’s time for justice. And that’s why your power is so powerful.”
This is on my bulletin board above my desk. I see it multiple times every day. It’s been there since November and it still breaks my heart. The only thing I don’t agree with is my power being powerful. It’s God’s power. Regardless, I feel that these are just two statistics out of an entire world of pain, suffering, illness, etc. I want to do something about it so badly, but I don’t know how or where to start. That breaks my heart as well.
So, it has recently been brought to my attention that on May 9, the Merc is hosting a Lindy Hop workshop.
I’m tempted to go. It’s $50-$60 depending on when I register, which I think I could justify.
My problem is that I don’t wanna go alone. I hate going places by myself (unless its the Denver Diner). So, does anyone wanna join me? It’s a beginner’s workshop, so you don’t have to have a background in swing, just a willingness to try it! So, if you’re free on that Saturday, have the cash for it, wanna spend a day with me having a bit o’ fun, and don’t have any major health issues that would prevent you from being able to enjoy the experience, you should let me know!
I just finished George Orwell’s 1984.
I had been anticipating reading it for probably close to 2 years (and just never got around to it).
I’m definitely glad that I did finally read it, but I was expecting it to rank closer to the top on my list of “Books Everyone Should Read”.
While Orwell did an excellent job of portraying his vision of dystopian society, all the way to the very end, I cannot help but be a bit upset and angry at the outcome. At the same time, I understand that the outcome was inevitable and any other ending would’ve nulled the entirety of the work. (If you are not familiar with the book and it’s ending, I recommend that you go read A Brave New World by Aldous Huxley, THEN 1984 by Orwell. This is to ensure that you can see the way the two novels vary, and to ensure that you read the better of the two novels (ABNW, IMO) without the altered point of view provided by 1984.)
So, now I’m wondering about the validity of Orwell’s novel. I mean, the fact that there was only 1 conceivable ending has to say something about the quality of the work. I’m just not sure if it is proof that this is a literary masterpiece (the novel set up so perfectly that only one ending is possible), or that it is a poorly written piece of limited scope (a singular ending seeming to point to the fact that the entire novel was overly-contrived and left with little room to develop itself).
When it comes down to it, though, I know that this is exactly how Orwell intended it to be. Is not my disgust and simultaneous acceptance of the inevitable conclusion his purpose in writing the novel? Even more pressing: is not my disgust and simultaneous acceptance of the inevitable conclusion a very real and palpable example of doublethink in action?
After close to 5 months of job-hunting, this morning, I finally recieved an offer for a position that I interviewed for. I consider myself lucky, no, blessed, to have only had a 5 month down time (I know a lot of people who were on the hunt for around a year!). I am incredibly excited to work for this company, and am stoked that it’s not simply answering phones or standing at a retail counter. The president of the company knows that I am a student, and maintaining my status as a full time student is a condition of retaining employment with this company, and they’re willing to work with my schedule.
I knew God had something amazing for me, but I never would’ve expected this. I think it’s a really good thing. 
It makes me a little sad to think that I’m going to have to start budgeting my time better and that my free time just got cut in half (at least), but I still do have some, and I don’t have to worry about working weekends. Hoo-Ray.
Now that that’s settled, I need to keep praying about living arrangements for after May. God provided me with this job, though, so I have no doubt that he’ll arrange for a place to stay as well.
I just started reading 1984 by George Orwell yesterday. It has been a book I have been anticipating reading for a very long time, but for some reason or another, I keep getting distracted by other books.
Anyway, I’ve already encountered a quote I find it worth posting. It is written in the context of the main character, Winston, as part of his job, rewriting a portion of the newspaper to make “the Party” look infallible. After completing the task (by creating and telling the story of the life of a certain Comrade Ogilvy), the narrator informs us:
“Comrade Ogilvy, unimagined an hour ago, was now a fact. It struck [Winston] as curious that you could create dead men but not living ones. Comrade Ogilvy, who had never existed in the present, now existed in the past, and when once the act of forgery was forgotten, he would exist just as authentically, and upon the same evidence, as Charlemgne or Julius Caesar.”
I’m loving this book already, and am so excited to read more.
Ah, my first “blog” post in quite some time (and my first on here)!
Essentially, there are two reasons for me to post this:
a) to tell you (whoever “you” might be) why I decided to start a blog;
b) to have real content for me to work with the actual layout and appearance of this page.
So, I decided to start a blog because, well, I enjoy it. However, having recently cut almost all ties with MySpace and Facebook, I don’t really have an outlet for it. Sure, I can keep my thoughts in a notebook or saved as a .doc and my pictures saved as well, but there’s just something about being able to share them (or at least selected thems). Even if no one actually cares, it makes me feel special anyway. And, yes, I do know that I am really that much of a nerd.
Mostly what you can expect to see here is quotes from books that I fall in love with, philosophical and theological thoughts (because I like feedback), and random pictures.
For a bit of a taste of the kinds of things I write about and the way I write, you can feel free to check out my MySpace Blog ( http://blog.myspace.com/alixmargaret ). It doesn’t have any book quotes, though (those were all on my Facebook and didn’t come back after I deactivated my account then reactivated it).
Anyway, I’m kinda excited for this. I’m curious to find out if I actually stick with this. So, bear with me.
