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Tuesday, August 31st, 2010
2:43 pm - DUNE 2012
I'm realistic. I realize that the Dune movie will have to cut a lot to fit into a two hour time frame. And that the decision of the director should be what can I cut while still telling the story accurately? Every time I go on IMDB all the Dune fans are ranting about what can't be cut and coming up with these things, that to me are absolutely the things that should be cut.


The Fenrings, and all subplot revolving around them. It's a cool story but absolutely unnecessary to the pivotal themes of Dune. No one who hasn't read the book cares about a failed breeding project. Not to mention the Fenring/Harkonnen child never becomes a plot point anyway.

Thufir Hawat.
There are two many side characters for a movie. Thufir does not serve as important a role as Gurney or Yueh and you can't cut Duncan entirely without messing up future sequels. Yueh is needed to be the betrayer and Gurney for the link to the smugglers but Thufir can be cut.

Fremen Years in Between
Yes yes its important that Paul essentially becomes a Fremen and enlists them to help him. But we don't need Jamis's death or a lot of the in between. No need for Paul's firstborn son who dies or all of the ways which Paul

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Sunday, August 29th, 2010
6:21 am
From an interview with Australia's sci-fi channel:

"Joss also spoke about Spike, who he felt ultimately became the most fully developed character in the Whedonverse, coming from the lowest rung in Season Six (when he forced himself on Buffy) to someone who literally earned his own soul, as opposed to Angel, "who had a soul thrust upon him for a hundred years and moped about it."

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Sunday, March 14th, 2010
4:27 pm
LJ people of the world unite!

I say I will write alot then I don't. But in my defense I don't post much on facebook either. And I don't quite understand exactly what Twitter is but I don't want to know.

Friends, I love you but I do not need to see updates like "eating a sandwich". Okay cool. Enjoy it. 

I saw Public Enemies and it was boring. Saw District 9 and it was surprisingly thought-provoking not to mention just overall enjoyable. I love the little guy.

Why does Sandra Bullock have an Oscar? Why? I know they don't mean that much and awards are kind of bullshit but I like to think there is some validity to them. Just take away her "I'm usually in romantic comedies but this time I wasn't" oscar and just give it to Jeff Bridges. He can have two. He's that good.

Want to watch The Last Station. Had no idea it was about Tolstoy till I saw the clips from the Oscars. So they do still matter! It had my lovely James Mcavoy in it. Not to mention the beautiful and ageless Helen Mirren.

The new Jodi Picoult book was satisfying as always. A little bit thinner than the others. Kind of stretching for controversial topics. I should look up what next year's book is about.

Training=misery. But now I can ramble on incoherently about how retirement benefits are calculated. Yay me.

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Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010
6:52 pm
Another Ode to the Woman of Dust
Anne, I have not written you
As of late, I grow to fear
Your mesmerizing dark.
Too late now, to save you
Why should I try?
Your throat has dissolved
Leaving ash and dirt that
Bears no small mark of blood.
Your hands have long ceased
To pray. Your tomb is faint
And nondescript, but isn't that
As it should be? Just a box,
Just an old chest of arrows.
True, you are not the queen
Attached to lace and monuments,
And they still argue about Greensleeves.
True, every wispy actress with
Sorrow in her big, bulging eyes
Tries to capture the essence of Anne.
This tale leads nowhere.
No confusion, no mystery.
Devious, yet innocent meets
Blade, merciful yet deadly.
What lesson left to glean from this?
But shouldn't they know,
Shouldn't someone know
Beyond all doubt, that
Some men are perilous monsters
Without redemption of the crown?
I write you because I am
Moved by your small bones,
The long, frail piano fingers.
In love with the undeservedly dead,
I want them to remember
The way I remember.
A tower endures more than
A single-minded woman.
Brick and stone stand but
Blood and bone dissolve.
Your form could be on display,
The glorious gold of Tower Green.
Pearls and jewels could adorn the
Small white letters of your name,
But you would be dust either way.

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Sunday, February 21st, 2010
8:38 pm

It is so appropriate to color hope yellow, like that sun we seldom saw.

VC Andrews, first author I ever truly loved.
Misunderstood, forgotten, unappreciated.
Not the perfect writer, but you wrote with passion, feeling, and an astute awareness of the complexity of human beings.
Dozens of novels with your name attached though you only wrote seven.
Your beautiful imagery repeated over and over in the ghostwriters books.
Your themes: The repercussions of sexual oppression, the inheritance of our parents mistakes, the propensity for evil within every human, the impotence of revenge, the sinister nature of religion...
all reduced to trashy plots in the later books and now mocked as if you only ever intended them to be guilty pleasures.

For I think of us more as flowers in the attic. Paper flowers. Born so brightly colored, and fading duller through all those long, grim, dreary, nightmarish days when we were held prisoners of hope, kept captives by greed.

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Wednesday, February 17th, 2010
6:42 pm
Woke up with a sore throat today.

Very busy in the office.

There were birds in the vent in my bathroom on Monday.

Doing well at the gym, going higher levels on the machine.

My little cat is adorable. So is Louie.  I miss them when I'm at work which is maybe sad.

I cannot wait to see the new Doors documentary that's narrated by Johnny Depp.

I had a cinnamon-vanilla latte the other day from Borders. Oh my god. delicious.

The customer service people at Blue Cross Blue Shield are horribly inept.

Start my 2nd 3 month training session next week. Will be a nice break from claimants.

Mary is coming over tonight. I think we are getting Apsara. Though it's been a little bit Crapsara lately.

Honey Dew's kahlua cream coffee is amazing.

Maybe its bad that I have two sentences about coffee here.

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Sunday, February 14th, 2010
8:12 pm
I don't know why doing my taxes is so ridiculously complicated this year and I am barely getting anything back.

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Saturday, February 13th, 2010
7:15 pm
I joined a gym. I like going to it, its less awkward than I thought it would be. I didn't really have what I thought were the right clothes or shoes and I was intimidated by all the machines and people, but I got used to it.
My plan is to go at least three times a week. I do the treadmill, cycling, elliptical. Someday I may do a class if they have something other than yoga or pilates.

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Sunday, February 7th, 2010
12:06 pm
Why did I just realize that Bernard on Lost is Holland Manners on Angel?

I was thinking today how great a year 2009 was...

-bought a car
-met Joss Whedon TWICE!!!!
-moved to a much better apartment
-got my girl, my little lovey Ms. Pacman, from the Scituate animal shelter
-got a job that I like with good pay and benefits that might actually become my career
-got laid off but it worked out perfectly. Had a month off then found my current job.
-finished my novel

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Saturday, February 6th, 2010
5:51 pm
It's February sixth and Michael Jackson is still dead.

"Am I amusing you
Or just confusing you
Am I the beast
You visualised
And if you wanna to see
I'll be grotesque
Before your eyes"

Ran errands all day. Finally home and not going anywhere else tonight.
Time for Super Mario on the WII!!!! So much fun.

I have to ease back into this journal entries thing! Someday soon there will be a novel in here.

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Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010
8:52 pm
I am singlehandedly bringing LJ back. It's way better than facebook. I am using my old school icons as well.

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Monday, January 18th, 2010
11:11 am - Ariel Rising

Ariel was a bird,
A grey bird with soft feathers.
Soaring through a hostile sky.
Tumbling down to uneven grounds.
Ariel flew and died and
Breathed on white paper.
She bled out without a
Single opening of the skin.
Laying down silent yet still
Abrasive, unabashed, assuming.
Ariel, dark, dangerous creature
Hawk drenched, spinning wildly
Under the glare of a captor.
Twiggy stronghold in shambles,
Beak stained and corroding
While it is stuffed with flavor.
Spread over a heavy plate
Wings reaching towards children.
Roasted, strewn with spices
Her offspring waiting, afraid
Devourers will take them as well.
Ariel eaten.
Burning tongues on her descent.
Fluids wiped up with napkins
Majestic flight through a maze
Of intestines and soiled stomachs
Sounds uttered, but not heard.

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Saturday, January 16th, 2010
9:24 pm
posting for the sake of keeping this thing alive :)

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Wednesday, May 27th, 2009
7:34 pm
I love my father.
This is why.

I went to the basement to find "Ariel" by Sylvia Plath and "Birthday Letters" by Ted Hughes which I know I have. While down there I also find

New Selected Poems-Ted Hughes
Collected Poems- Ted Hughes
The Collected Poems- Sylvia Plath

which I had no idea I had. Why do I not know this? Because my dad shops frequently through used bookstores and when he finds things he thinks I should read he buys them for me. Or when he buys stuff for himself in hardcover, he'll give me the paperbacks. So my book collection is so big I don't even know what books I have.

Like I said. Love him.

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Friday, May 22nd, 2009
3:11 pm - Assia.

Barren woman.

Is there more to you

than languages, burnt countries

and compulsive child murders?

You survived the Aryan plague, but

could not outlast the will of ghosts.


Was it her,

your extinguished rival,

did she push you off the edge

or did your vampire, poet-lover,

turn the words around?


You rolled in her sheets

and baked bread in her oven,

it was only fitting that you

commandeer the distinction of her death.


But unlike her, your doppelganger,

you did not tape the door.

You needed a companion,

someone to share your disjointed dreaming

leaving no heirs to the disease.


Were you thinking of her,

your housemate, when you decided

your content had expired.

It must have been,

only natural, only necessary.


You acted for her.

In jealousy,

you inspired her husband.

In empathy,

you nursed her children.

In friendship,

you turned the same dial.


What did you think would happen?

There is no respite for the dead

and their methods overwhelm their means.

You cannot be Other,

but not shadow.

Intrusion comes at a price.

You cannot take some,

without taking all.  

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Tuesday, March 31st, 2009
8:48 pm

That just sucks...

Thanks Mr. Andy Hallett, for taking a character that could have been silly and transient and making it one of the most endearing and entertaining characters in Whedonverse. A character that looks ridiculous but somehow still we could all relate to him.

On a happier note, yay for Alyson Hannigan and Alexis Denisof on their little Whedonite baby, Satyana.

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Sunday, March 1st, 2009
12:14 pm
Patton Oswalt is going to be a guest star on Dollhouse AND he is writing a story arc of Firefly/Serenity in comic form.


I love how there are so many Whedonites, even other celebrities.

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Wednesday, November 12th, 2008
1:20 pm
i need a full-time job in providence. needed one six months ago. anyone who knows of ANYTHING let me know.

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Tuesday, November 4th, 2008
8:40 am - Obama/Biden 08!
Don't forget to vote today!

America, you have one more chance to renew my faith in the intelligence of this country. Don't fuck it up!

Obama/Biden 08!

Also, for Massachusetts residents, Yes on Question 2!

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Sunday, August 10th, 2008
2:56 am
It's 4 A.M and the people who live in the upstairs apartment are lighting off fireworks on the deck.

That's right, fireworks.

This is after, of course, the yelling, stomping, banging, etc. that has been going on since 2:30 A.M.

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