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modaya:: 5/31/2001 Found laurie and her gf (perhaps), and had the most insane night in the wrong part of town. I scribbled it down last night to post it, but it is way way too long to be included here... it was a bit of a deliverance early morning, in a place that makes Trainspotting to be an episode of Burnet's @the secret garden@, shit I hate these british keyboards still! Found a better cafe Easy* franchise. Anyway, I ended up on Arthur's Seat, and what a view of the night! Stellar, though not many stars, and the sky to the north was echoing the say all night, if you can unpack all that. Anyway, I'm going ot get scolded for taking the wrong bus, I'm sure of it. I wish I had a car. I'm just not used to buses. And I'm too freaked out by English money to take a cab. Plastic I can handle, because it is just an illusion. Laurie was laughing at me for being inconsistent... cash for bus, cash for scotch, but nervious about cabs. Anyway, it is fuuking cold here. I know I can handle it, but I don't want to handle it. Going window shopping with Laurie when she gets back from work, meeting at my room in 30 min. Then she can do my daytime purchasing, and rag me more for being the midnightbitch, as she calls me. Such is life. modaya:: 5/30/2001 Well. I'm here. Sccribbling out my nasties in a flea bitten cyber cafe who will not get a notivce by me in my Blog. That's for sure. I hate the british keyboard. It is cold. The sun comes up at 3am. Ohmygod! But the Royal Hotel is nice. Such a beautiful view. Off to find Laurie. Maybe Edinburgh will not be so bad... modaya:: 5/27/2001 They tell me that buffy is dead. Perhaps this is a good thing. Unless she becomes a martyr. THis is a response to a thread on the topic of Vampire Community Leaders that I though was worth keeping. > Sylvere I could kiss you! But then again, I consider the notions of things vampirc and any sort of social organization to be mutually exclusive, invalidating, and excreable. Any of these Vampire Church and House of St. Germaine things are, to me, classifiable along side cults, rpgs, and political parties. I should say, that this doesn't attack anyone individually. All SaSm
I just got word from spazz that my absentee postmaster Wodja will be returning to Cordes soon. I'll have to make an appearance when gets there, to see what packages and love letters have been piling up. I'm hoping that _the Bleeding Pen_ will have arrived. Such fun. Back to shopping for CDs. Sasm modaya:: 5/26/2001 Thank good for DVD... and subtitles. I watched The Bride Wore Black (1967) . It is insanely great and old. Best thing is the link above. Have a look at the DVD title. It SHOULD be But it isn't. :: by Sarah Smiles :: no 3798428 :: 0 comments
I posted this to Farm Poetry today. I should work on it more, but i sort of like it as it is. modaya:: 5/25/2001 Just what every blood sucking revanant needs on an off night when she's too bloated to move, and mydol just won't work: Etch a Sketch simulator! Oh, the humanity of it all. modaya:: 5/24/2001 I feel like I'm part of a very very stupid nation. Perhaps I can get French citizenship. Sigh. Or at least learn a language of readers. What's that, I wonder? The No-Book Report: Skim It and Weep (washingtonpost.com) The No-Book Report: Skim It and Weep More and More Americans Who Can Read Are Choosing Not To. You can find Sarah on the Night Shade Poetry Collection, at the bottom again! ;-) But it is so wonderful. Thanks to Pandora, and her crew. From FarmPoetry Message 2771 He may have joined, this silient icarus, Icarus, as we know, was a deep thoughtful soul, As we all know, pigs cannot fly, modaya:: 5/23/2001 I'm now listed on www.bust.com @ Girl Wide Web: Links. In case you can't find me here. B-)
Nothing official yet, but Spazz just called me to say that The Bleeding Pen is out. And I have two poems in it!!! PRINT. Too much. modaya:: 5/21/2001 Check out my New Design for SarahSmiles.com. I've been online almost a year, and I'd like to try something a bit more cool. Comments welcome. A response to Magpie's poem: to ache: What is it to scream; What is it to love; What is it to live; I met this really strange "whole bunch a woman" tonight. She was busking near the opera house (Ya, I'm back in Lyon). Candice from Boston was getting hastled for busking, so we dragged her off to a cafe. She promised to learn how to sing Sarah Smiles for me. Perhaps we'll find it and play it for her, no? modaya:: 5/19/2001 Ohmygod^22 I sent off some poems to Night Shade Poetry Collection tonight. I hope they take them. It would be nice to get something out there and being read.
Beth is teasing me that I look like the madonna. God how I hate having my picture taken. This was taken in a cafe in Lyon, can you guess which one? Or was it Arles? I only have two images, and I'll play with the other one, and see if I can get it up too. It is better to play with pictures, when you have nothing to say, than it is to fret about having nothing to say. But that's how it goes, when you're talking to people face to face, there's less to confide in your journal, no? :: by Sarah Smiles :: no 3702391 :: 0 comments
I AM SARAH!!! Behold the first face of Sarah Smiles on line. Look and weep. I don't know if I should laugh or cry. I feel powerful and violated. But I'll get over it, which ever side is valid. Good night, sweet sarah, good night. :: by Sarah Smiles :: no 3697552 :: 0 comments modaya:: 5/17/2001 modaya:: 5/16/2001 I'm on the road.. hoping to see beth and noor (see picts and search archive for them) for a bit of fun. Be good. I'm on the road.. hoping to see beth and noor (see picts and search archive for them) for a bit of fun. Be good. modaya:: 5/14/2001 I got email from THE BLOOFER LADY. The ranking god on Vampirology. She told me that I made a mistake in saying she was from Halifax. But I didn't. Sarah Dorrence said that. I corrected her. Ah. For shame. But I'm thrilled nonetheless. Sasm modaya:: 5/12/2001 I rejoinedFarmPoetry... after someone left. This is based on two wonderful poems already posted by Pigglet and Pitchfork... Ode to a liquid drop of life My thoughts upon that liquid drop of life The source, I know, of misery and fear In endless night I cloak my misery, But lo! I find each night I think of you, For you, my drop of life, are not the blood, modaya:: 5/10/2001 Piglett's Sty (see below for rationale) I didn't know you then, playing in your sty. I stood upon a dusty cliff, overlooking hill and dale; II Oft the thoughts and words and dreams got lost upon the waves, At last, one night, she found the farm, and she thought her journey done, And as she spoke her first fine words and listened at the farm, Piglet's two poems: Too Late and Beauty are the most witty things I've read this week, if I read subtexts... they inspired me to this poem... I'll post it in a second, when I'm finished. modaya:: 5/9/2001 Harumph. Exhead is having loads of fun spamming farm poetry: FarmPoetry Messages :2654-2683 of 2683. I just can't imagine being a member of the group without Big Brother shutting me down again like he did on his list. It is a learning experience. I thought that my caustic wit was a bit silencing, but he's showed me that it is not the case. When you stop some one from speaking with technology, or hound them, then you are silencing them. I feel better about that. modaya:: 5/8/2001 Yahoo groups is down. I chatted with a strange fish all night, a remarkable poetic denisen of the deep. However you spell it. Oh, and Emmalicious, my web mistress, saved my bacon by identifying why my web page failed and autoforwarded in some web brosers. I had left some code in that was doing it. Bad sarah. But how was I to know? Sheeesh. modaya:: 5/5/2001 Oh, yes, and there was a response from the list:Re: Nosey Rod that almost made me pee myself. I can't believe it! They're after me:"Rod A". Like I'm not just some gutter snipe? I need a life, but they need more than that. modaya:: 5/4/2001 I love Yahoo! Groups : FarmPoetry! They write better than I do. They're more friendly than I am. And they seem to be having more fun than I am. And they don't seem to mind a vampire on the farm. Yeeehaaa! modaya:: 5/3/2001 This poem, called Farewell, is my final It seems my voice is broken Well? If you look at Rusty Blades below, you'll see that I got into a fight again with an insufferable twit. And I am just not good enough at letting things slide. I mean, who could a) be so stupid to call themselves "Akira Katana" and not realize it is a stupid name, and b) get upset when someone politely, and with full references, suggest that you might consider something less obtuse. But no, Ms Katana decides to get all parentally condescending, and can't even properly phrase a sentence. Nothing gets me more pissed that poorly written abuse. Well written abuse is an art form. Finally, after I sarcastically noted that I was shocked she'd not just told me to piss off (trying to point out that her semi-articulate inanitities we unbecoming a poet), she finally told me to fuck off. Such a useful poetic phrase. Remember we're on a poetry list... though this was all off line, otherwise I'd post the whole sordid story. ANYWAY, Susie Creamcheese here was just too thick for words, so I wrote a poem (Rusty Blades), and posted it to Dark Poets. I did make sure that it was poetry, and thus acceptable to post. Though it was hostile, but it was verse. After a couple of days, as other posts came through, I realized that mine was not there... either it was censored, or I was being moderated still... from the last outburst of mine, that was due to the non-expression of the rules of the site... for which I got trashed by a previous member. I decided that I'd better move on. If the nice guy who monitor's the site doesn't feel comfortable letting me loose among all the dark poets, I'm just not that welcome. I'm not one to negotiate in this regard. I found another list called FarmPoetry (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/FarmPoetry) who look like fun. I hope they can handle my stuff, but it looks like they know how to edit and critique well, without going PMS over the whole thing. I have no regrets with DP, aside from these two thunder bitches in denial of their inherent illiteracy, everyone's been nice, and the poems were fun to read. Now to VampireFarmPoetry. PS: I'm not using my dial-up connection... thus the long lines. Sniffle. Back to me tomorrow... monothought. Oh, she's so cute! Spazz showed me boo's LiveJournal. I still can't upload large files. Bummer. And I was suposed to go out to a club tonight, but I couldn't get my act together in time, and they left without me. Bummer. But my package of books arrived from Aix, and I got an unabridged version of Ann Radcliffe's The Mysteries of Udolpho. NOT BUMMER. So, I'm still doing short posts, and that's the best I can do, but all is well with the world. modaya:: 5/1/2001
Part one and two are for a poem I posted to dark_poets@yahoogroups.com. I think they will refuse to post it, and I'll get nuked from the group. So, I thought I'd put it here. Hope it tricks the heart. Rusty Blades One strange night a month ago When Sarah pointed out, gingerly When one awakes from Indigo Dreams Thus sits sarah in her warm cave -omitted- |
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