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Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
04 August 2012 @ 08:56 pm
Last night I dreamed of an all-female family reunion on what seemed to be a Southern plantation. I didn't recognize any of the women at first, but I think I sensed my paternal grandmother was around somewhere. It seemed like most of them would have been from my father's side and I joked that we all must be related somewhere down the line since most of us had the same last name. They laughed, and some of the people seemed to be from current time. Everyone appeared to be either cooking or getting food together. There was one familiar woman who was sitting in a rocking chair on a porch near the front of the house. She turned to look at me and I asked her name. She told me her first name and that's when I realized who she was. I told her her last name and she seemed startled that I knew it. I said, "You're my great-grandmother," (from my maternal side) which seemed to startle her even more. I'd only seen her from a picture a few times, but it was her. I woke up shortly after that and I have no idea why my interaction with her would be so strange. I really would have liked to have met my maternal grandmother since she also died before I was born.

I also had a dream about being engaged to an English sailor and we were walking along this wooden boardwalk near water. I was wearing a silver ring with labradorite chips that I showed to an older couple who were sitting by and interested in seeing it. As we walked along, I saw lots of yellow baby geese running along the boardwalk and I tried to take a picture of them with my phone, but they were moving too fast. There was one brown baby goose among them whose name was Horace. Or possibly Horus. I'm not sure how it was spelled or how I knew it was his name, but he was the goofiest, sweetest one of the bunch and I liked him right away. People around me kept insisting he was a duck, and I kept correcting them that he was a goose - he was too big to be a duckling.

I've been having lots of weird, symbolic dreams lately, but these were some of the nicest and strangest.
 
 
Music: David & Steve Gordon - Call Of The Medicine Drum
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
28 July 2012 @ 10:10 pm
Trying to catch up on my LJ reading since my internet has been out for almost a month. Just when I was getting ready to call it in for repair, it suddenly came back up on its own today. Weird.

Hope everyone is o.k. :)
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
07 April 2012 @ 07:41 pm
Earlier today, I was thinking, if you were to break me down into various objects, influences and elements, it would be the following:


  • 3.6 gallons of rebellion

  • 2/3 bottle of captured rain

  • about 15.56% Arthur Dietrich

  • six cups of graveyard soil

  • two cups of sparkles and glitter

  • half an ounce of multi-colored candle wax

  • a pinch of weird sardonic wit

  • 3 ounces liquid silver

  • one Philadendron leaf

  • a capful of dove's blood

  • 2% Bill Hicks

  • a handful of rusted nails

  • .2072% German expressionism

  • a dollop of The Blues

  • a few squirts of electronica

  • a tiny empty vase

  • four drops of extra virgin olive oil

  • an owl feather

  • four drops of Spanish Fly

  • 12.3 ounces of shadow

  • a packet of ground up guitar strings

  • a chunk of sugar skull

  • 1/2 cup Tori Amos

  • 1/2 cup Mike Patton

  • 1/2 cup Bob Dylan

  • 3/4 cup Mark Linkous

  • a half-used matchbook

  • a few grasshopper antennae

  • .03% pens with purple ink

  • a whole box of solitude

  • a few drops of Kwan Yin

  • 1 1/2 quarts of curiosity

  • .001% black widow spider venom

  • one ripped edge of a tarot card

  • some violet petals

  • a jar of space alien fluids

  • a leopardskin jasper bead


Subject to change as I discover more pieces of myself.
 
 
Mood: okayokay
Music: The Shins - It's Only Life
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
03 March 2012 @ 11:07 pm
My God…how have I never heard this song before? It's fucking perfect. I'm just stunned.




In other news, the death of Davy Jones has been heartbreaking. I didn't post because I haven't wanted to talk about it. The Monkees have been a huge part of my life, especially my childhood, and I'm having a hard time accepting he's gone. At least he spent time with his horses before he died.
 
 
Music: I Go To The Barn Because I Like The - Band of Horses
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
25 February 2012 @ 01:11 pm
I was out eating breakfast this morning and a nice very elderly man came by my table on his way out and gave me these two small rocks that he painted.

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He didn't want anything for them, he always keeps some in his pocket to hand out to people during the day. He showed me that sometimes he paints white flowers, sometimes he only paints one flower - sometimes ladybugs. He picks up the small rocks on this walks, takes them home and just enjoys painting whatever he's feeling at the moment. I thought it was such a beautiful gesture, I almost cried. I told him that he made my day and I really appreciated it. I also told him I was so glad he kept his creativity flowing - that is so important for a person to be happy and giving out these rocks to people really spreads that love and happiness. He smiled and went on with his day. I'm going to put them on my altar.

It really inspired me to pay it forward. I think I'm going to make some little origami butterflies and just give them out to random people. Keep the moments of happiness and love moving along.
 
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
09 February 2012 @ 09:28 pm
The other night, I had a dream about a leaking ceiling turning into a flood that rushed down the hallways and walls of an abandoned hotel where I was living. Everything was gray and white.

I've been listening to a lot of Enigma - brings back peace and memories. I've decided to become more vocal here after taking a much needed break. I might eventually decide to get into why I left for awhile, but I just needed to separate myself from my journal for a bit. I don't know if this was a good decision because I find my thought processes have suffered without regular writing. Not that they were all that stellar to begin with.

On the technological front: I got a MacBook Air last year and it was my first experience with a Mac. I like it - much different than Windows. And, strangely enough, I got a HTC Titan not long ago that runs Windows Mobile 7.5. So I haven't abandoned Windows - I'm just one of those annoying neutral equal opportunity Mac/Windows people.

Might follow some of the writing prompts to get back into the swing of things. :)
 
 
Music: Le Chat Du Cafe Des Artistes - Charlotte Gainsbourg
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
08 February 2012 @ 08:58 am
I've decided I'm not going to get any work done today with this picture of James Roday on my desktop.



So, in the interest of productivity, I have to take it down and find a less-attractive alternative James Roday picture. Which is actually a rather impossible task.

This incredibly superficial post has been brought to you by the letter "J" and a 6 episode Psych marathon last night.
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
25 October 2011 @ 10:29 pm
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Music: Exit Music (For a Film) - Amanda Palmer
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
17 September 2011 @ 01:10 pm
What is the strangest thing in your closet?


Probably my Halloween Michael Myers costume. I would imagine there aren't too many people who have that hanging in their closet. And it can be rather disconcerting going in there without the light on and suddenly seeing the mask staring back at you when you're looking for something. I've scared myself quite a few times.
 
 
Liane, Klutz Queen of the Galaxy
28 August 2011 @ 10:44 pm
What’s one thing that you love to do all by yourself?

Everything. I used to think it was because I was an only child and very comfortable with myself, but now I'm starting to wonder if perhaps I have some kind of social anxiety issues. It's been a long few months.


Hello. It's been a long time since I've felt like writing. I've been quiet, but I have been reading. Choosing to do this journal prompt is my way of easing back into talking here, I suppose.

Love you guys.