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I.F.F.T.D.'s Daddy Longlegs are not true spiders. They are spider like arachnids, belonging to the same class (arachnid) as spiders, ticks, scorpions, and mites. Daddy Longlegs, also known as Harvest Spiders, belong to a different order than spiders, that of Opilliones. Spiders belong to the order Araneae. The daddy long legs get it's name because their legs can grow to be over 12" long. |
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| KArma kitten pulls through - but whats next? |
[Nov. 18th, 2005|08:36 pm] |
My SUV has been having issues lately. Before my recent trip to LA, I had it checked out by two different transmission places because the transmission light kept going off and on. The second place had my car for almost 3 hours. Both places said there was nothing wrong it, and it was driving fine.
So, I drove all the way to LA (400 miles), and then over the Vegas (another 275), because I HAD to be at my girlfriends wedding (well, not just at...in it too). The light came on again on the way there, and it was giving me intermittant problems all the way there and back. I kept having this feeling like it was going to just fall apart and leave me stranded mid-trip, no matter what the 'professionals' had diagnosed.
Well, 5 miles from home, my clutch went out. Not knowing what else to do, and with not too many options that sounded good, I managed to limp it home at 8-12 mph. I took it to a tranny place, and after 2.5 hours of deliberation, they have decreed that my clutch is grinding to pieces and the whole transmission needs an overhaul...to the novel tune of $3500+.
*groan, bitch, moan, whine, whimper*
At least it made it all the way to Ali & Josh's wedding though, and almost all the way back. That's some good luck, or something...
I don't know what I'm going to do yet. I'm moving in 12 days. Kinda don't have the money for a new tranny, but kinda need a car in LA. Kinda almost over the Trooper and ready for something less complicated, and less expensive. But, now it's broken...and I owe more on my loan than it's worth.
*sigh*
I'm gonna sleep on it, and see what I come up with tomorrow. In the mean time, these boxes don't seem to be packing themselves very quickly. |
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| soooooo tired |
[Jun. 24th, 2005|03:54 pm] |
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I dont know anyone in the world who has ever complained about having too many friends...or rather, as one person pointed out several months ago, maybe too many aquaintances that want to turn into friends...either way - I can't keep up and my head hurts. I just want to curl up into a little ball and go to sleep forever. I have friends I haven't seen for 8 months, does that make them not my friend anymore and now only a distant memory? Maybe if the connection was gone...but it isn't. Simple solution? Stop making friends. I'm addicted to people though...I think heroine might be an easier habit to kick (although I'd probably make friends in the drug doing process and then would have the same problem, just with a different calibur of people)
ok, enough bitching about good things...I've got emails to respond to and friends to call back. |
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| cut ~ & ~ paste from my yahoo group |
[Jun. 19th, 2005|03:10 am] |
Hi All
I'm sorry for the stuttering lag in my attendance, life has been normal, which is to say I've been busy. Its about time I at least drop a hello in here though, for any and all who are paying attention.
For any who noticed, are concerned, or curiously puzzled - yes, my website and primary email are down. My subscription to my hosting ran out while I was in NY and I have not had the funds to fix it quite yet. I'm sorry for the frustration of emails bouncing and wondering 'wtf?'...I'll have it fixed asap. In the interim, I can be reached through yahoo at missmeowpurrr@yahoo.com I also found out that the website I first built way back when I was like 17 is still floating around out there...any who are curious are invited to go check out http://quissy.tripod.com Just remember, it was made 8+? years ago and hasn't really been edited since conception.
NY? Did you say NY? Why yes I did =) I just got back from a hair-raising adventure there. It was both eventful and uneventful; a work trip that evolved into an unplanned for vacation. This adventure was definately spattered with more than a few moments of 'what am I doing?' and quite a bit of dragging around by the seat of my pants. My cell phone broke, I ran out of money and I found myself stranded in Times Square with nothing in my hands but the remnants of same-said broken phone. Perserverance, patience and an innate ability to make friends everywhere I go, helped ensure that things all worked out. Not the trip I had expected, but all in all it was fun, and a good learning experience.
Coming home though; still recovering from a lack of quality work in NY, dealing with a broken cell phone, and finding that not only was I swamped with email like normal, but that half of it dissapeared with my domain - this was not what I was hoping to deal with for the first part of summer.
Things are settling though. I got a new phone (a process which was more drama than it should have been, but is over now), and have been slowly dredging through emails and such. I still have a LOT of email to cut and paste from my MS outlook account into a yahoo account to follow up on and such ( a slow and tedious way to process mail).
In other realms of reality - I have several friends getting married this summer. I have started attending weddings and am watching from the sidelines as 'baby fever' spreads like a rumor. I was also awarded 'model of the month' by footnight for my active participation and support of the footnight events. There is a pic and small article at http://www.footnight.com if you go scroll about halfway down the page.
I guess that's about it for now, or maybe I'm just sleepy and brain dead- but its bed time anyways. Here's wishing everyone a great summer; filled with an abundance of peaceful moments to pause over, a handful of rash decisions to make you wonder later and plenty tantalizing sites that make you drool in an almost embarrassing way, right before catching yourself.
smiling because I can,
Liriel |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 10th, 2005|09:58 pm] |
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I am sooooo far behind on my email, yet again...it's ridiculous, or at least it used to be. Now it's just common place. I kind of look forward to the times when I go away now, because even though the mail just piles up while I'm gone, at least I have a mini vacation from it. For now though, it's time to make some food, and then get back to the grind... |
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| another sunrise |
[Apr. 10th, 2005|09:57 pm] |
The sky is a sea
of choppy white clouds
crashing against
a grassy shore
and they would have taken
the town out with the tide
if not
for a grove of trees
which stood steadfast
in their wake
unfettered
by their repetitive barrage |
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[Apr. 10th, 2005|09:57 pm] |
I lack focus
and with how clearly
I can see
with my eyes squeezed shut
I’m afraid to open them
and see who’s standing there
right in front of me
maybe another version of me
an older me
perhaps filled with regret
of things I haven’t yet done
or a younger me
so full of aspiration
and promises made to self
I can’t even remember |
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[Apr. 10th, 2005|09:57 pm] |
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Her hearts been empty for quite some time, and the dilapidated smile she hangs on her hollow frame like a tattered for rent sign isn’t attracting any attention. She’s not after a lease agreement; she even gave up on the idea of a deposit. All she wants is a hug, and one good sigh...the kind that stems from coming home after a long days work. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2005|09:56 pm] |
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Writing is one of my ways of experiencing myself more intimately. Sometimes the words come out in such a torrent that I am lucky to catch even a small handful of them and get them on paper. In the rush to capture as much as I can I lose track of what I am capturing and get concerned only that it is caught. Sometimes I am surprised by who I find out that I am when I read my experiences of myself. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2005|09:55 pm] |
It is only one voice
but it is mine to use
however I choose
and no one will hear it
if I do not |
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| little things |
[Mar. 19th, 2005|11:00 am] |
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I just got another inquiry from an aspiring model who decided I was a success and she wanted my advice. It always suprises me a little bit, and makes me smile, when I get email from teenaged girls trying to make their dreams coem true, and asking what steps I have taken and if I have any advice for them. Sometimes I forget what I do for myself, and what I've done for myself, and it is nice to have a reminder of such things. The fact that these girls pick me, out of however many other portfolios they come across, and seek out my advice and opinion is almost surreal. Getting the random messages from guys saying they like my pictures is pretty common, but when a gal decides to seek me out for information and what not it is a real nice reminder and affirmation that what I do is real, and not just some internet fantasy fed by a handful of would-be boyfriends. |
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[Mar. 19th, 2005|10:55 am] |
giggle giggle bounce bounce
Jonathan is here for the weekend he he he
such an easy way to put a huge smile on my face.
=D |
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| note to self |
[Mar. 16th, 2005|12:31 pm] |
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Just Do It! When it comes to the process, the what can be defined by the why and the how. So before getting wrapped up in too much pre-emptive processing over too many considerations, create the moment. Often times it's like an algebra problem. You have your given and accepted information, you can just sit there and calculate the exact probable answer over and over and over again and hope you are right. But, that is not the recomended mathmatical process. You throw out a few variables, plot a few points on a graph called life, and through making your mark at your points in time you find the graph line. |
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[Mar. 16th, 2005|12:28 pm] |
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If you come in peace, then why are you so heavily armed? Loaded up with your munitions of guilt and remorse, accusations at hand and defenses ready, so camoflauged in all your white I can't hardly see your white flag. Perhaps because you used it to write the to do list of all our undoing, one miscommunication at a time. |
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| random thoughts from my oh-so-random mind |
[Mar. 16th, 2005|12:21 pm] |
In the process of 'what', the 'why' is more important than the 'how'. A million variations in method can be waylayed once purpose is defined.
Inspiration is fleeting, but creativity can be cultivated.
Success comes one acknowledgement at a time.
If you're going to get ahead of yourself, it's best to be behind yourself 100%.
Art is mans most essential medium for self-discovery.
Deep sea diving must be such an intense experience. To be totally immersed in water, your head enclosed in a little glass jar and watching as tiny bubbles of your life escape with every exhale. Salvation strapped to your back in a steel tank. |
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[Mar. 16th, 2005|12:14 pm] |
The jealousy of morning
I've never seen so many shades of gray. They snuck in under the subtle cloak of night, gently nudging the world into waking. It's as if the shades of gray had gotten jealous of the tones of pink and hues of orange that always chased them away from mornings first breath. And so they decided to take over for a change, because all the color in the world is still subject to light and shadow. A new day emerged, as fog meandered trails through a misty haze that nuzzled the green of the hills. A patch of fog conspired with a cluster of trees before erupting into laughter and dancing off across the tops of the hills and teasing anyone who cared to take chase. |
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| update - copied from my yahoo group |
[Mar. 16th, 2005|12:12 pm] |
Hello Richard, and everyone else...
Yes, I am okay. I'm sorry. I appreciate your care and the contact. I know it's not like me to dissapear for a month. I have been so caught up in a whirlwind of travel, false leads and potential opportunities that I have scarcely touched ground long enough to breathe let alone catch my breath. The pile of papers and discs on my desk is daunting, and I did admin work for years...
I have been investigating an opportunity to go to Japan, and it was something that looked like it was going to be almost immediate. The proposed leave date was March 30th, and I was frantically trying to figure out how exactly I was going to make a 3 month trip happen in the span of 30 days when I had no passport, a sick snake and a bunch of work booked. I was determined though, as I tend to get, and put a lot of energy into the idea. Reality though settled in in the form of not enough information and just too much stuff and it looks like that is postponed temporarily.
I did an awesome shoot with the wpfg in Auburn, and also shot with Todd Hido, Oscar Bettencourt, Sean Chamberlain and a few others. I've got cd's on my desk that I need to review and respond to from several photographers (sorry!!) and I really need to update my portfolios too. My OMP actually just ran out of battery juice so I'm a free member for now...oh well. A lot of the sites all want to charge now, so I am going to try and decide which ones actually do me good enough to warrant it. I don't fault them for wanting to make a dime, but I'm on like 30 sites...and that would be excessive in the fees and what not.
I am sending out to some other talent agencies in LA that have made requests through some of my portfolios, and I am starting to focus on getting some more of my commercial type work going. I have been a starving artist basking in soft light for a while now and I am hoping to explore another side of what I can do and see if it is a lil more lucrative.
I just got back from Vegas where I saw Cirque De Soleil for the first time, their new show KA is awesome, and it was totally inspiring. It made me more aware of how much live performance really is missing in my life, and very happy to the idea of making more things happen in that area as well. There were all kinds of magicians playing in Vegas (did not see any of the shows though) and I kept thinking how much fun it will be to perform there with Ray Divine. There are so many acts there, and it was a whole new re-awakening, and new addition to my already full platter of wants and desires as far as things I want to experience and accomplish. Another project on the to-do's, but I need to start exploring some more of my performance art, beyond photography.
I have been writing a fair amount too. And I think my website is getting redone by a pro so maybe I will have it updated and some new stuff, photos and writings, up in a while. Since I know some of you like to read my stuff though, I'll go post a few things to my livejournal (including a copy of this probably since I lag on going there too) and y'all can go check it out is you want to. (yes, I' just said y'all).
Anyways, I gotta try and dig through some of this pile on my desk, and start to pretend I'm playing catch up. I think I need to readjust my thinking. I'm never going to catch up. I think that maybe I am actually keeping up, I just always have plenty of stuff on hand for tomorrow and the next day because I'm overprepared. :) There, much better. *sighhhhhhh*
thank you...
Liriel |
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| a moments ponder - the randomness of walking through the living room |
[Feb. 19th, 2005|02:46 pm] |
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Quote of the moment: "If god had intended us to all be the same he'd have given us all braces on our legs" from the movie Forrest Gump. What a thought. If god had intended us all to be the same would he have made us perfect? And if we were all the same, i.e. with braces on our legs, what new definition would perfect then gain? |
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[Feb. 13th, 2005|07:34 pm] |
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I like cemetarys, they are very respectful places full of such a diverse montage of energies that have all been cherished or given homage in some way. When you are buried, it is usually by people who are attached to you, and celebrate your life as they mourn your passing. Burial is a very intentional thing, you can't just accidentally cover someone in 6 feet of earth and mark it with a specialized stone, right next to 25 similar ones. Every person who lay under that earth was transported and lain to rest there for a reason. I spend so much time with people; talking with them, learning with them, hiding from and amongst them. I like to wander through cemetarys and see who is buried, and how they are marked, whether or not the graves are maintained and how much thought went into their creations. There is something disturbing and delightful about being surrounded by people who aren't asking for anything, they are simply resting where they lay. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2005|01:54 pm] |
There is going to be a book published and I am going to have my quote in it!!
The book is at www.WhyIModel.com and the final version comes out in summer!!
"I model because it is the rawest form of self-expression, and the most intimate way to live in the moment. No words escape my lips, not even a breath, nor blink of an eye. But in the space of a moment, a photograph can convey such intricacies of humanity. Sharp or subtle, light or dark, the camera captures exactly what you give it to capture at that moment and there is no more honest feedback on the self." |
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