Long Time Gone

It's been soo long! Sorry. Mostly to Rachel because you said you wanted me to blog :)

I don't have a lot of time, but I want to talk about GLEE!!!

As most of you know, the new season started last night and I had the privilege to watch it tonight with a favorite sister wife of mine ;)

Anyways, mostly I just wanted to talk about how happy it makes me. It is so super funny and hilarious and I just want to dance and sing and be happy all day long.

This season guest stars are Britney Spears, Justin Timberlake, and John Stamos! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Basically I cannot explain my love for Glee.

The end.

Liminal Spaces

I love synthesis, amalgamation, the yin-yang, basically anything that has two contrasting ideas and plays them against each other to create something profound and better than the two existing halves on their own.

What I do NOT like however, is liminal spaces. The no mans land between ideas, places, thoughts, etc. There is no synthesis in liminal spaces, it physically cannot be. Being on the threshold nothing is real anymore. (At least thats how it feels to me). Grooms typically carry their bride through the first threshold because it is a myth that devils hang out in doorways. I definitely agree that devils stay in liminal spaces. Hit you while you're alone and trapped kind of a deal. I feel like for SO long I have been in this liminal space, I'm a post-grad living in an undergrad world, I know what I want to do with my life but have made no recordable progress made to achieving my goals, I have lost two of my roommates and now am waiting for the others to get here, I have a job, but am anxiously awaiting other and better opportunities. I used to love liminal spaces, I thought they were the in-between area before you move on to a world of possibilities. But now I feel like Winnie the Pooh, half way in Rabbits house and half way in the outside world - completely and utterly stuck.


Look at his face, clearly liminal spaces are not a fun place to stay.

Once I called liminal spaces "scary and exciting". But now I have lost all of my excitement and fear has taken over completely. I feel exactly like this: "One's sense of identity dissolves to some extent, bringing about disorientation." Thank you wikipedia for that.

Lastly, I do LOVE thinking, writing, and reading about liminal spaces, as long as I do not have to face my own. :)

Fear

Why is it that every time I kill a bug in the shower or down a drain I am filled with fear and panic that it will come back up and seek its revenge against me? I hardly ever feel bad when I squish a bug, but sending it down the drain gives me the creeps. If I have to take a shower after I send the dastardly spider down to the depths of its death, I can't take my eyes off of the drain the whole time I'm in there. And if I have to turn around, I whip back really fast, just to make sure he hasn't snuck up on me. Sometimes I let the water run for a few minutes before I get in just to make sure he's really dead and gone. And I get all paranoid and I feel like bugs are crawling all over me. Its a very unsettled feeling and its the worst in the world. Is this the work of bug ghosts? Are they tormenting me for hurting their friends and loved ones? Probably. Goodness knows I'd do the same thing if someone sent my mom hurtling to her death down a drain, and drowning her in the process.

Conclusion:
Spiders and other bugs,
Stay out of my sink, toilet and shower. PLEASE. I will send you down the drain, and I don't want to have that unsettled feeling all because of a little thing like you. Thank you.
Best regards,
Dana

How do I love thee?

Hi, my name is Dana, and I'm an addict.

What am I addicted to you ask?
Harry Potter.

I can't help it. There was a time in my life when I could answer the most ridiculous question about HP. Now I have mellowed a little bit, but my love has not lessened an ounce. J.K. Rowling is a genius and the more I study the more of her genius I discover.

To be fair, the movies are nothing special. They are amazing and fun, yes, but in comparison to the books they fall flat every time. Especially Ginny in the movies, yuck, who would want to kiss her? Shes not even funny or a real person. Anyways. The new trailer came out fairly recently, and I can't wait! I really have a great feeling about this one. And you know what makes me even more excited??? They're showing it in 3D. You know how I feel about 3D. This movie is going to change my life (hopefully).

In true HP trailer fashion, the trailer doesn't show anything explicitly, so if you haven't read the book you have no idea what they're showing, but it still looks exciting! And sometimes even the most seasoned reader gets excited by the prospect of a new interpretation!!

Here it is folks, this is one you'll want to watch full screen, and hit repeat multiple times. All in all, its going to be EPIC (and I don't use that word lightly).

Findings

I am frantically (lie) working on my second to last paper of my undergrad career (more on this later) when I happen to come across this comic during my research (also a lie, really would anyone even believe that?). Never mind the lies and fabrications, I think this is hilarious, and hopefully its not just me in my crazy sleep-deprived state (truth!)

By the way, a line in my paper says "This is where Hemingway refused to stop, collaborate and listen"...a little too much? Do I care if it is? Nope, because I think it is just about THE funniest thing ever. I'm so glad I'm hilarious.

Black and Brown Make a Frown

I consider myself progressive. Yet there has always been one thing which I could never handle. Black and Brown. Together. In an outfit. YUCK. It would send shivers down my spine. It also didn't help that I hate the color brown more than anything. Then, the winds started to change in September when I bought these fabulous brownish shoes to wear with an outfit that...had....black...in...it. Before I would have refused to let those brown shoes go anywhere near my feet, let alone with some black! Then a few weeks ago I bought this fantastic bag at Target. It is BROWN. Weird, right? And now I wear my brown bag with everything, and I LOVE it with my black clothes. I am now semi-over my fear of black and brown. I still hold some prejudice for dark brown paired with black, but light brown is in my good graces.

Here is a picture of me in a black and brown outfit.

Dear Frank from the Bachelorette,

I love you. If Ali breaks your heart, I'm also a blonde from California. :)