they call her mississippi.. but she don't roll to me Forum

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Fri Feb 23, 2007 1:25 am

so i went to interview with kaplan this afternoon after a few hours of "can i just blow this off and study for my cryptography exam" i decided heck with it, went to the inteview, stumbled around downstairs until someone pointed me to the right room (only 3 people i had to ask), i met my interviewer. she was extremely cute, and since the other candidates bailed out, i only had to present to her. easiest thing i've blown off after two hours of preparation since my last math test. anyways... this story leads me then back downstairs of this building, which also holds the office of admissions and records. with a few minutes to kill until work i go back over ro the transcript office. cause i'm still missing my spanish transfer credit from last summer. they sent me to yet another office when lady number two gets pretty bitter towards me when i ask her if she can check on my transcript problem. she tells me that i should contact the other university, yeah.. did that... they've sent two, the last one in late december. so she goes to check to see if they put it under my celled name instead of given name. i knew this was highly unlikely since i always use my real name for anything remotely official, but oh wait.... there it was, under my real name. seeems someone had just overlooked it..... thanks UG... enhoy my money... it's all yours...

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Fri Feb 23, 2007 1:30 am

so i'm going e.e. cummings for a while... and going all lowercase.

speaking of good ol eec.. here's a favorite.

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Sat Feb 24, 2007 9:57 pm

projectplaylist.com... it makes me happy

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Mon Feb 26, 2007 3:10 pm

know what i haven't seen on here that i thought i might.. people typing up and comparing their lsat writing samples.. just to see what other people wrote on the same prompt.. anyways.. i'm just vicariously caring about lsat score release for the feb. crowd.

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Thu Mar 01, 2007 1:41 am

Interesting Fact.... Japanese woman on the right in my current avatar.

Spent a year living with a family in the United States. In Vermont. I loved that about her, what a way to experience America. Anyways... I'm done now.

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Thu Mar 01, 2007 4:42 pm

you said Is
there anything which
is dead or alive more beautiful
than my body,to have in your fingers
(trembling ever so little)?
Looking into
your eyes Nothing,i said,except the
air of spring smelling of never and forever.

....and through the lattice which moved as
if a hand is touched by a
hand(which
moved as though
fingers touch a girl's
breast,
lightly)
Do you believe in always,the wind
said to the rain
I am too busy with
my flowers to believe,the rain answered

-eec

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Thu Mar 01, 2007 5:40 pm

watchin mtv juvies i heard a really sad exchange

boy: i'm alright mom, i'm just a little sore still

mom: i love you, i'm not going to be able to come visit every day because gas is going up..

boy: it's ok, i understand

mom:i'll be there for your hearing on friday.

man that's sad.

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Fri Mar 02, 2007 3:25 am

there's been a lot of threads recently when i've started to post a reply.. then just thought better of it, or didn't want to answer and replies to it or qualitfy myself, so i just clcked on the next thread.

maybe i'm maturing.. or i've just gotten even more lazy... but either way i guess it's alright with me

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Fri Mar 02, 2007 11:14 am

<------ Let's Play Name My Avatar!

Correct answers get to feel good about themselves....

ready

set

go

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Mon Mar 05, 2007 3:27 pm

i'm back from gatlinburg...

hate that i was sans internet for 3 days, but loved the relaxation

a few notes

1. north georgia is beautiful
2. there are more rednecks than i remember
3. when sliding down a flight of wooden stairs, blankets are a must.
4. no matter where i end up for law school, i'll always love the places i've come from/been.
5. i'm addicted to playing pool
6. it's hard out here for a pimp.

more to come after group presentation tonight.

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Tue Mar 06, 2007 12:50 pm

this is why i missed 3 days of TLS-scouring

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Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Wed Mar 07, 2007 5:30 pm

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i love this picture

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Thu Mar 08, 2007 12:31 am

Alf, are you my father?!

eh, probably.

probably the scariest exchange i've ever seen on TLS

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Mon Mar 12, 2007 1:18 am

It's time for my annual gambling addiction... damn you march madness..... damn you

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Wed Mar 14, 2007 12:10 pm

i just blew out my flip flop

(i also love my maple turkey, swiss, and miracle whip sandwiches)

(((i might even marry it)))

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Wed Mar 14, 2007 1:37 pm

eec
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a far better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
--the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for eachother: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Wed Mar 14, 2007 6:29 pm

Three New CDs

Gym Class Heroes - As Cruel as School Children

Silversun Pickups - Carnavas

Fall-Out Boy - Infinity on High

those probably say a lot about me (well the part of me that went music shopping last week)

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Thu Mar 15, 2007 3:24 pm

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^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Andys, ABoozer, Slashs, Finger, and Oozes

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Fri Mar 16, 2007 10:33 am

As a concerned member of TLS I strongly advise everyone to defer for a year until the 08 cycle.

My sole reasoning is that I want to be in 1L with some of ya'll..... but yeah... really... there has been so many awesome acceptances in this cycle....TLS-ites kick ass.

added: personal works, vol 3 (still the early years)

Letter to Mary from the Chaplain:

starting from the beginning is getting harder to do

I’m forgetting there was a time

that it wasn't about you

it wasn't the crushing need to hold you in my arms

or the feel of exhilaration that you'd fallen

head over heels

for my subtle charms

for once I didn't care to show off the prize I’d won

I hung tightly to the words you softly spoke

telling of the hurt

that your beautiful heart it had stung

it was too important to bear

as another of a line of lines

another connection that

existed within my mind

why were we crossed over

before we met at all

to what degree does this mean

that we're destined to fail

from predetermined ideas

from friends' minds exhaled.

I'm sorry if this means that I’ve lost you from the start

the one I truly wanted to and meant to keep

free from the bindings I’d carelessly

wrapped around me

and carefully I touch you

wordlessly, mindlessly, crying softly inside

that you'll understand

my want to be free

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Sat Mar 17, 2007 2:18 pm

the reason i'm lucky to have found an understanding girlfriend at all....

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Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Sat Mar 17, 2007 9:15 pm

sometimes i wish karma was more pronounced...

what goes around comes around... and i wish it would hurry up for some people....

pm if you want more site related specifics

added: personal works, vol. 2

a different view

i longed for your ideals

America

but they had stopped being yours somewhere
along the road
a lot of people felt what they felt
and no one wanted to be alone

i tried to define your integrity

but too many others were busy abusing
it's proud stance
they twisted you right and left
and rationalized it to death

i wanted to be a leader

representing your bright minds
but i found that they didn't want me
or want to
be accountable for their crimes

i thought we were on the high road

and then i saw that we
had slipped into something
people call individuality
and equals selfishness and

after it all
we lost out love for our fellow man
and we lost our common sense
we can't break open others souls
and we can't tolerate the discoloration
of our own.

and we forgot that we can think for ourselves.
America has become someone else.

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Sun Mar 18, 2007 2:07 am

(in dedication to someone else who loves eec)

you being in love
will tell who softly asks in love,

am i separated from your body smile brain hands merely
to become the jumping puppets of a dream? oh i mean:
entirely having in my careful how
careful arms created this at length
inexcusable, this inexplicable pleasure--you go from several
persons: believe me that strangers arrive
when i have kissed you into a memory
slowly, oh seriously
--that since and if you disappear

solemnly
myselves
ask "life, the question how do i drink dream smile

and how do i prefer this face to another and
why do i weep eat sleep--what does the whole intend"
they wonder. oh and they cry "to be, being, that i am alive
this absurd fraction in its lowest terms
with everything cancelled
but shadows
--what does it all come down to? love? Love
if you like and i like,for the reason that i
hate people and lean out of this window is love,love
and the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love and the reason
that i do not fall into this street is love."

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Sun Mar 18, 2007 4:55 pm

this describes me better than i ever could...

If you came back, you wanted to leave again; if you went away, you longed to come back. Wherever you were, you could hear the call of the home-land, like the note of a herdsman's horn far away in the hills. You had one home out there, and one over here, and yet you were an alien in both places. Your true abiding-place was the vision of something very far off, and your soul was like the waves, always restless, forever in motion.

-johan bojer, Le Emigrants

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Mon Mar 19, 2007 11:07 am

my next project, since my fantasy book is on hold, will be a wandering piece that incorporates several stories inspired/written by TLS-ites.

it'll be great fun to write.. and take my mind of my courses this semester.

From the foot of the Great Khan's throne a majolica pavement extended. Marco Polo, mute informant, spread out on it the samples of the wares he had brought back from his journeys to the ends of the empire: a helmet, a seashell, a coconut, a fan. Arranging the objects in a certain order on the black and white tiles, and occasionally shifting them with studied moves, the ambassador tried to depict for the monarch's eyes the vicissitudes of his travels, the conditions of the empire, the prerogatives of the distant provincial seats.

Kublai was a keen chess player; following Marco's movements, he observed that certain pieces implied or excluded the vicinity of other pieces and were shifted along certain lines. Ignoring the objects' variety of form, he could grasp the system of arranging one with respect to the others on the majolica floor. He thought: "If each city is like a game of chess, the day when I have learned the rules, I shall finally possess my empire, even if I shall never succeed in knowing all the cities it contains."

Actually, it was useless for Marco's speeches to employ all this bric-a-brac: a chessboard would have sufficed, with its specific pieces. To each piece, in turn, they could give an appropriate meaning: a knight could stand for a real horseman, or for a procession of coaches, an army on the march, an equestrian monument; a queen could be a lady looking down from her balcony, a fountain, a church with a pointed dome, a quince tree.

Returning from his last mission, Marco Polo found the Khan awaiting him, seated at a chessboard. With a gesture he invited the Venetian to sit opposite him and describe, with the help only of the chessmen, the cities he had visited. Marco did not lose heart. The Great Khan's chessmen were huge pieces of polished ivory: arranging on the board looming rooks and sulky knights, assembling swarms of pawns, drawing straight or oblique avenues like a queen's progress, Marco recreated the perspectives and the spaces of black and white cities on moonlit nights.

Contemplating these essential landscapes, Kublai reflected on the invisible order that sustains cities, on the rules that decreed how they rise, take shape and prosper, adapting themselves to the seasons, and then how they sadden and fall in ruins. At times he thought he was on the verge of discovering a coherent, harmonious system underlying the infinite deformities and discords, but no model could stand up to comparison with the game of chess. Perhaps, instead of racking one's brain to suggest with the ivory pieces' scant help visions which were anyway destined to oblivion, it would suffice to play a game according to the rules, and to consider each successive state of the board as one of the countless forms that the system of forms assembles and destroys.

Now Kublai Khan no longer had to send Marco Polo on distant expeditions: he kept him playing endless games of chess. Knowledge of the empire was hidden in the pattern drawn by the angular shifts of the knight, by the diagonal passages opened by the bishop's incursions, by the lumbering, cautious tread of the king and the humble pawn, by the inexorable ups and downs of every game.

The Great Khan tried to concentrate on the game: but now it was the game's purpose that eluded him. Each game ends in a gain or a loss: but of what? What were the true stakes? At checkmate, beneath the foot of the king, knocked aside by the winner's hand, a black or a white square remains. By disembodying his conquests to reduce them to the essential, Kublai had arrived at the extreme operation: the definitive conquest, of which the empire's multiform treasures were only illusory envelopes. It was reduced to a square of planed wood: nothingness . . .

. . . The Great Khan tried to concentrate on the game: but now it was the game's reason that eluded him. The end of every game is a gain or a loss: but of what? What were the real stakes? At checkmate, beneath the foot of the king, knocked aside by the winner's hand, nothingness remains: a black square, or a white one. By disembodying his conquests to reduce them to the essential, Kublai had arrived at the extreme operation: the definitive conquest, of which the empire's multiform treasures were only illusory envelopes; it was reduced to a square of planed wood.

Then Marco Polo spoke: "Your chessboard, sire, is inlaid with two woods: ebony and maple. The square on which your enlightened gaze is fixed was cut from the ring of a trunk that grew in a year of drought: you see how its fibers are arranged? Here a barely hinted knot can be made out: a bud tried to burgeon on a premature spring day, but the night's frost forced it to desist."

Until then the Great Khan had not realized that the foreigner knew how to express himself fluently in his language, but it was not this fluency that amazed him.

"Here is a thicker pore: perhaps it was a larvum's nest; not a woodworm, because, once born, it would have begun to dig, but a caterpillar that gnawed the leaves and was the cause of the tree's being chosen for chopping down . . . This edge was scored by the wood carver with his gouge so that it would adhere to the next square, more protruding . . . "

The quantity of things that could be read in a little piece of smooth and empty wood overwhelmed Kublai; Polo was already talking about ebony forests, about rafts laden with logs that come down the rivers, of docks, of women at the windows . . .

from Invisible Cities - Italo Calvino

(great book... highly recommend it)

Slash2049 · Post by **Slash2049** » Mon Mar 19, 2007 9:19 pm

so.. while i'm just screwing around working on some stuff... i'm gonna post random pictures and quotes.....

view from the road trip

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(also.. blog name is a line from a gym class heroes song..)

added: personal works, vol. 1 (the early years)

A Darker Shade of Khaki.
what you disappear from the face of the earth
and expect everyone to be waiting for your return...

it doesn't work like that
it never will

i can't keep holding on
listening to the same repeated tired song

and laughin when i hear your voice
because it's caught a smile in my throat

you can't keep striking out on your own
and striking out and returning home

i should just let you come back
to a dial tone

did you expect to see me lying face up on your bed last night
or did you just want to sleep and find me when the time was right

i shouldn't have let you come over anyways

when i called you a liar i meant it.
but not to me.. you lied to eternity

when you said you'd love me til it ended.

did you think i wanted to listen
to how amazing life was without me

and how it ended so badly?

did you think that when the end of the world came
i'd still be holding on to the last way out

long enough for you to jump in...?

did you really think i couldn't move on?

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