Apr. 27th, 2004

huh

Apr. 27th, 2004 10:05 am
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Melpomene
~Melpomene~
Your muse is Melpomene, the Songstress, the muse of
Tragedy. Her symbol is the tragic mask. There
could be several reasons she is your muse. You
could be simply fascinated by the dark and the
plethora of emotions that accompany any good
tragedy. You could also be depressed yourself,
in which case you might try working on making
Thalia your muse...


Which of the Nine Muses is your muse?
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[snagged from [livejournal.com profile] rimrunner]
verbicide: (ahh motherland)
It's a pretty sad day when you're so resistant to doing the dishes that you've run out of forks and have been out of forks for 4 days, yet instead of just washing the dishes, you resort to eating entirely with spoons.

I'm not sure if it's more pathetic or less that I don't have a huge mountain of dishes, either. Just two plates, a bowl and 16 forks used to chunk out portions of wet food for Hobbes. I just particularly hate washing silverware. Especially forks. And I keep forgetting to bring up the Cascade from the car. Today. I will do this today.

This reminds me of a story about Aunt N. Right after she got married (an arranged marriage where she only saw her husband's face in an ill-lit photograph), she moved into his home (complete with sadistic in-laws). Pakistani women (particularly in those days) are expected to take over all the duties of the house. Aunt N rabidly hated washing dishes. It was the chore she most often ran away from at home. But now, here in her home, there weren't any younger sisters to beat into the task. She did it quietly, without complaint.

One day my uncle found out about this through one of the maids at my grandfather's house. After that, every night, he would stand in the kitchen with her and wash the dishes. She would have to stand there with him, because if her mother-in-law saw this, there'd be hell to pay. So my aunt would stand there, chatting with this stranger who was now her husband, watching him wash dishes so she wouldn't have to. To this day, she does all the other household tasks, but he never lets her wash the dishes.
verbicide: (angry)
He seems a decent fellow. I hate to kill him. So, just make him stop assigning us homework. K? Thanks.

Beatrix Kiddo (Black Mamba)



You're the Bride! Strong and determined, you can do anything once you set your mind to it. You long for vengeance and for a happy ending, and will do anything to achieve them.

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[snagged from [livejournal.com profile] dtaylor]

verbicide: (wtf mate)
We're going to DIE.

Oh. My. Fucking. God. The wind is going MAD out there.


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