Apr. 10th, 2008

delga: ([life] that's zen --is it?)

First set of replies (finally) for the top 5s meme which is still open (hint, hint). [livejournal.com profile] melliyna asked me for my top 5 moments from Life. Spoilers below the cut, and images, too. This format was shamelessly NICKED from [livejournal.com profile] razorxrosary.

top 5 moments from Life. )


[livejournal.com profile] melliyna also asked me for five reasons why Mac and Stella work as a couple. I don't have any old school caps on my laptop right now, or I'd show you scene-by-scene. You'll just have to make do with some icons I made last year, and my being VERBOSE. As per always.

top 5 reasons why Mac and Stella work as a couple (csi: new york) )


I need to go and buy a train ticket back to Soton today. Aie. There's not a lot else going on right now. My gran is still here, I still have class work to get caught up on. I really need to buy Eugenide's Middlesex, too, so I can give T her copy back. Work, work, procrastination, work.


Watched NCIS yesterday - Gretchen Egolf guest starred, aw. I felt so good after I saw the episode. I'm glad it's back, even if we're only getting a handful of new episodes.

delga: ([sarah connor] restraint.)

GUYS. Can you imagine the SHEER BATSHIT that would be flying around if the Galactica got to Earth post-Judgement Day?


delga: ([csi:ny] some days you're the dog.)

csi:ny, 4x16, right next door. )

delga: ([Random] tranquilise.)
The City In Which I Loved You
by Li-Young Lee

And when, in the city in which I love you,
even my most excellent song goes unanswered,
andI mount the scabbed streets,
the long shouts of avenues,
and tunnel sunken night in search of you...

That I negotiate fog, bituminous
rain rining like teeth into the beggar's tin,
or two men jackaling a third in some alley
weirdly lit by a couch on fire, that I
drag my extinction in search of you...

Past the guarded schoolyards, the boarded-up churches, swastikaed
synagogues, defended houses of worship, past
newspapered windows of tenements, along the violated,
the prosecuted citizenry, throughout this
storied, buttressed, scavenged, policed
city I call home, in which I am a guest...

a bruise, blue
in the muscle, you
impinge upon me.
As bone hugs the ache home, so
I'm vexed to love you, your body

continues. )


What a beautiful poem; one to read and re-read and renew.


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