14.2.07
Teapots and Knit Socks.
For the past few days I'd forgotten that Valentine's Day hadn't come yet. For me, my Valentine's Day was last weekend, when Kalan came to visit me. We had a really great weekend together and spent our time (besides the obvious, of course) just talking and enjoying being together. We were lucky this time since it'd only been two weeks since his last visit, but now I won't see him again for another month. However, that month away is our three-year anniversary.

Three years. Seems like quite a bit, but I feel like we've been together so much longer. Our dedication to eachother has only grown stronger over the years, and I couldn't be happier. We still call eachother every night, not out of obligation (which is odd to me, since I am most definitely not a phone person), but because we want to hear about the other's day. I sit and I think about the two of us cooking dinner together or napping on the floor and I just feel happy. I couldn't love anyone more. I know in my heart that we have many, many more Valentines together.

This very sappy entry brought to you by the fact that it's Valentine's Day. Avoid the commercialism and just be with the people you care about! Or make something, dammit!

And for a really great entry about how Valentine's Day should be apporoached, check out Yarn Harlot's take on the holiday. It's like she's reading my mind.
Unknown at 12:58 PM


  ¢ prénom:  Catherine
  ¢ âge:  Twenty-One
  ¢ berceau:  Raleigh, NC
  ¢ en ce moment:  Georgia
  ¢ poste:  crudesunlight {at} gmail {dot} com
  ¢ préféré:  Knitting, singing, playing guitar,
     writing music, collecting vinyls


amigone
Boredom Incarnate
Fantasyscape
Inner Voice
Mososo Kruppe!
Razored Wings
The Seraph's Atelier


  ¢ StarSpine Hoodie
  ¢ Gold Pullover
  ¢ Coupling


Je t'ai croisée
Un samedi soir
Et j'ai jeté sur ta silhouette
Une poignée d'épices colorées
Mon but était clair
T'envoûter
Tout en restant
Libre-moi et libre-toi
Car le roi de l'amour
N'a plus besoin d'esclaves

Adieu, adieu la nuit
Adieu tristesse, adieu les larmes
Je ne suis plus celui
Que tu as connu, plus le même
Ô bel enfant
Qui a tant pleuré
Adieu tout est fini
Adieu les larmes, adieu la nuit

Et le soleil de minuit a brillé pour nous
Jusqu'à l'arrivée du jour
Alors nous nous sommes séparés
Comme déjà saturés des délices du futur
Et j'ai marché seul
Guidé par ton ombre
J'ai traversé la ville déserte
Encore étincelante
Du voyage des rêveurs

Je t'ai croisé un samedi soir
Et déjà j'aimais l'odeur de ton rire
Et le soleil de minuit a brillé pour nous
Jusqu'à l'arrivée du jour

~Arthur H 

 
 Music
  ¢ Arthur H
  ¢ Blackfield
  ¢ Camille
  ¢ The Dissociatives
  ¢ Eisbrecher
  ¢ -M-
  ¢ Megaherz
  ¢ Nine Inch Nails
  ¢ Oomph!
  ¢ Porcupine Tree
  ¢ Silverchair
  ¢ Steven Wilson HQ
  ¢ Tweaker

 Other Links
  ¢ Craftster
  ¢ EML Studio
  ¢ Feministe
  ¢ Girls Read Comics
  ¢ Marnie Maclean
  ¢ Pandemian
  ¢ PostSecret
  ¢ Rainbow Parcel
  ¢ Stumptuous
  ¢ Tom and Lorenzo
  ¢ TWoP
  ¢ VG Cats
  ¢ Yarn Harlot
  ¢ You Knit What Part 2


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