Graveyard Dirt: Two Worlds and In-between

Yeah, Those

Okayokayokay. All I have left to do - other than email, which is (no surprise) last on my list (OH, YOU KNOW ME TOO WELL, INTERNET) - is hammer something out for Category-Based Archives, Date-Based Archives and Master Archive and I'll be done with my internet-based chores. (<- The ones I've been quietly working on for the past several weeks; the ones that've kept me from writing proper journal entries...yeah, those.)

In the mean time - if you're going through Ms. Graveyard Dirt withdrawal and need a quick fix - stop by and say hello: http://graveyarddirt.tumblr.com

Domestic Witch Blog Award

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Right. Okay. So.

So my obnoxious witch ass was presented with a Kreativ Blogger Award a few days ago by the V. generous Sarah from Crooked Ways. "WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, MS. GRAVEYARD DIRT, BUT IT SAYS DOMESTIC WITCH BLOG AWARD ABOVE!" Yeah, I know. That's because Carolina bestowed upon me the Domestic Witch Blog Award LAST FUCKING YEAR and up until this morning I still hadn't cinched that honor.

(See? SEE? Didn't I tell you that I was bad motherfucking news? Didn't I tell you that you'd ultimately be disappointed with me because one thing I fucking excel at is failing to live up to expectations? SERIOUSLY, INTERNET, CHUMMING UP WITH ME IS AN EXERCISE IN THE WORST POSSIBLE JUDGEMENT. I AM A HOT MESS OF FRUSTRATING CRAZY GILDED BY THE (FREQUENT) USE OF "FUCK". YOU'D FOR REAL HAVE A BETTER CHANCE GARNERING A SEMI-PROMPT RESPONSE FROM A BLACK FUCKING HOLE IF YOU EMAILED IT/PRESENTED IT WITH AN AWARD.)

Right. Okay. So.

So before I handle NEW BUSINESS the responsible adult in me (I SWEAR I HAVE A FRACTION OF THAT...SOMEWHERE - MAYBE IT'S HIDDEN BENEATH MY STRETCH MARKS?) feels compelled to handle OLD BUSINESS. First and foremost I have to thank Carolina, for the award (which was a seriously flattering surprise) AND for putting up with my, uh, unique approach at communication/interaction. (<- I KEEP TELLING MYSELF THAT ONCE JULY 21ST COMES AND GOES (when Saturn moves from Virgo to Libra finally ending the Saturn Return Italics and I share) I'LL SUDDENLY BE //TOTALLY// ON TOP OF THINGS AND I'LL BE AN ENTIRELY NEW WOMAN AND IT'LL BE THE DAWN OF A TERRIFIC-AMAZING-GREAT CHAPTER IN MY LIFE AND I'LL SIMPLY ~DAZZLE~ EVERYONE WITH MY AGE OF AQUARIUS 180.)

(Just let me enjoy my fantasy, okay?)

When I was first awarded the honor (ALMOST A MOTHEREFFING YEAR AGO) I spent a week wringing my hands in exquisite internet despair, not knowing how to choose THREE people from the long list of blogs / journals / diaries I follow. I eventually settled on selecting people who have the distinct misfortune of knowing me (I mean, past the occasional page hit from stat tracking) to the point they all shared a common Ms. GD theme - "OH, GOD, I PROMISE I'LL GET BACK TO YOUR EMAIL REALLY, REALLY SOON, OKAY?".

01. I Have a Garden (you'll also find her on Tumblr as Phoebeb & Twenty-One)

02. Crooked Ways (you'll also find her on Tumblr as Crooked Ways)

03. A Mango Lassie (you'll also find her on Tumblr as Ghoul Next Door)

Right. Okay. So.

So one award down, three witches chosen. One award left, seven witches needing to be chosen and seven "interesting facts" about me need to be invented. (HOLY SHIT, WHAT? //7// FUCKING THINGS? EVERYONE ALREADY KNOWS WHAT MY FAT ASS LOOKS LIKE AND THAT I (OCCASIONALLY) SMOKE METH DURING FERTILITY RITES, WHAT THE FUCK ELSE IS THERE LEFT? (MY WELL OF MYSTIQUE? DRY AS A MOTHERFUCKING PLAGUE OF EGYPT.))

Sarah, I should be able to come up with something good in a year. (<- I'M JOKING, I'M JOKING. Well, partially joking. I mean, let's be honest, it's not like I have a stellar track record, right?)

PS: Footnote thanks to Domestic Witch for creating the award.

Caught Up w/the Bride

With an exception of providing links to a few journal entries (SPRING W/RANDOM INTERVALS OF WINTER and HELLO, OLD LADY) I think that's me caught up with Bride's Day (Imbolc) 2009.

In the next few days I'll be posting this year's pictures, accompanying recipes and break the celebration down into profanity riddled chunks of partially caps lock text, but if you can't wait that long to get your fix you can always plunder the CAILLEACH and BRIDE sections of my archive for past entries regarding the Bride and the Old Woman.

RE: Cleaning Day (I & II)

I've been working on the same effing journal entry for DAYS now. The post's become so long that I've decided to cut it in half for easier digestion. The first part is CLEANING DAY I (which is buried beneath an entry or two since it was saved as a draft on Nov. 20th), and the second part will - HOPEFULLY! - be done by tomorrow.

Social Networking

I'VE RESPONDED TO AN EMAIL! (THAT'S ONE DOWN AND 51 MORE TO GO! WOO!) EXCUSE ME WHILE I POP OPEN A BOTTLE OF ELDERFLOWER AND LIME CIDER TO CELEBRATE.

(I'm conveniently "forgetting"/not mentioning all of the Livejournal comments I need to respond to. And all of the Flickr comments AND emails I need to reply to. And all of the Twitter and Tumblr nudges I've gotten recently. AND, ALSO, LIVEJOURNAL'S INSTANT MESSAGES AND, ALSO TIMES TWO, ALL THE BUILT UP CORRESPONDENCE ON MYHOODOOSPACE. <- OH MY GOD SOMEONE PLEASE PRY "SOCIAL NETWORKING" OUT OF MY DIRTY LITTLE WITCH HANDS BECAUSE I'M CLEARLY NOT RESPONSIBLE ENOUGH TO INTERACT WITH OTHERS.)

I See You Looking

I love seeing variants of Ms. Graveyard Dirt turn up in my stats; I know you're looking for me, and I can see you. (Although I can't be held responsible for the repercussions of typing out my name three times in front of your computer monitor in a darkened room.)

Full Moon Upheaval

AHOY, FULL MOON UPHEAVAL! (Oh, HEY!, HELLO! and HI! nightmares, fighting, sickness and exhaustion - AWESOME TO SEE YOU, IT'S BEEN WHAT...A MONTH SINCE THE LAST TIME WE SAW EACH OTHER? HOW TIME FLIES WHEN YOU'RE //NOT// HAVING NIGHTMARES, FIGHTS, BEING SICK AND/OR EXHAUSTED!)

As much as I'd love to continue pushing (MUST WRITE! MUST DOCUMENT! MUST MAKE DIGESTIBLE SERVING SIZES OF MY LIFE FOR THE WORLD TO SEE!) I ran out of gas a few days ago and haven't had a chance to recover. The in-laws are away tonight so I'm going to shake my hair loose, throw off my clothes, don an apron (MY NEIGHBORS HAVE SEEN MY NAKED ASS SO MANY DAMN TIMES THAT IT ISN'T EVEN WORTH CENSORING IT ANYMORE), get as high as possible and lose myself in the kitchen with Roy Orbison.

If you find yourself desperately missing CAPS LOCK and unnecessary references to my NAKED ASS (<- whose numbers border on the ridiculous, yo) then please feel free to stalk my semi-new livejournal account "msgraveyarddirt". I've also uploaded a crazy amount of pictures to Graveyard Dirt's Flickr account; a lot of them don't have commentary because I haven't written the correlating journal entry, but they'll give you an idea of what to expect later this week.

Tweets to the Tweet

Mademoiselle Graveyard Dirt is now on Twitter as Graveyarddirt. (OH, WE'LL SEE HOW LONG //THIS// LASTS.)

Still Life

Every picture tells a story.

(I just haven't been motivated enough to write them down...yet.)

Flickr Update

Flickr photostream updated.

#1 Source for Voodoo Socks

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This is what makes it all worth while.

Flickr Update

Graveyard Dirt's FLICKR PHOTOSTREAM has just been updated. In the next few days I'll hopefully get around to writing the entries they're meant to accompany. (FAMOUS LAST WORDS.)