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Lucky

found you on a bar stool crying, looking like the liquor crowned you queen

About Me

S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero, Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo. ............................................................ ............................................................ ....................................Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized (2) upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust (3) restaurants with oyster-shells: Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead you to an overwhelming question . . . Oh, do not ask, "What is it?" Let us go and make our visit.In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo. (4)The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening, Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains, Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys, Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap, And seeing that it was a soft October night, Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.And indeed there will be time For the yellow smoke that slides along the street, Rubbing its back upon the window-panes; There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate; Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo.And indeed there will be time To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?" Time to turn back and descend the stair, With a bald spot in the middle of my hair-- [They will say: "How his hair is growing thin!"] My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin, My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin-- [They will say: "But how his arms and legs are thin!"] Do I dare Disturb the universe? In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.For I have known them all already, known them all:-- Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room. So how should I presume?And I have known the eyes already, known them all-- The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Then how should I begin To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways? And how should I presume?And I have known the arms already, known them all-- Arms that are braceleted and white and bare [But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!] Is it perfume from a dress That makes me so digress? Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl. And should I then presume? And how should I begin? . . . . . Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? . . .I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.. . . . .And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully! Smoothed by long fingers, Asleep . . . tired . . . or it malingers, Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me. Should I, after tea and cakes and ices, (5) Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis? But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed, Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter, (6) I am no prophet--and here's no great matter; I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, And in short, I was afraid.And would it have been worth it, after all, After the cups, the marmalade, the tea, Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me, Would it have been worth while, To have bitten off the matter with a smile, To have squeezed the universe into a ball To roll it toward some overwhelming question, To say: "I am Lazarus, (7) come from the dead Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all"-- If one, settling a pillow by her head, Should say: "That is not what I meant at all. That is not it, at all."And would it have been worth it, after all, Would it have been worth while, After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor-- And this, and so much more?-- It is impossible to say just what I mean! But as if a magic lantern (8) threw the nerves in patterns on a screen: Would it have been worth while If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl, And turning toward the window, should say: "That is not it at all, That is not what I meant, at all.". . . . .No! I am not Prince Hamlet, (9) nor was meant to be; Am an attendant lord, one that will do To swell a progress, start a scene or two, Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool, Deferential, glad to be of use, Politic, cautious, and meticulous; Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse At times, indeed, almost ridiculous-- Almost, at times, the Fool.I grow old . . .I grow old . . . I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.I do not think that they will sing to me.I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black.We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
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Princess Bride, Mirror mask, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, ewoks battle for endor

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don't really watch much Your Theme Song:

"Creep" - Radiohead

Your Passion is Orange
Your sex life is driven by your wild fantasies.
For you, sex is a dramatic performance where you are the star.
And you love putting on a wild act for your lover, trying to top last night's show.
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TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name: Hillary Darling
Birthday: November 28th
Birthplace: Libertyville, Il
Current Location: Raleigh
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 5'6''
Right Handed or Left Handed: Right
Your Heritage: euro mutt German, English, Polish, French Canadian
The Shoes You Wore Today: none yet! when i put some on they will not have laces
Your Weakness: reality tv, harry potter books, girl movies
Your Fears: people finding out who I really am
Your Perfect Pizza: mushroom and tomato
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: settle in to raleigh again, make good friends
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: kthxbai
Thoughts First Waking Up: oh coffee....i need coffee
Your Best Physical Feature: eyes, hands smile
Your Bedtime: after midnight
Your Most Missed Memory: cannon music camp
Pepsi or Coke: i dont drink soda
MacDonalds or Burger King: i dont eat fast food
Single or Group Dates: single dates, group outings
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: liptons
Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate monster
Cappuccino or Coffee: coffee
Do you Smoke: yes i do
Do you Swear: oh for the love of pete...
Do you Sing: do pigs fly? yes yes they do
Do you Shower Daily: NO, I AM HYDROPHOBIC?! yes i shower daily
Have you Been in Love: yes. i dont like love so much right now. i would rather have a corndog
Do you want to go to College: been there done that
Do you want to get Married: yes i do
Do you believe in yourself: yes I do
Do you get Motion Sickness: yes I do
Do you think you are Attractive: yes I do
Are you a Health Freak: no i am not
Do you get along with your Parents: ermmmm yes
Do you like Thunderstorms: I love them...with a book and covers, or a somebody warm and cuddlesome...oh wait i dont have anyone warm and cuddlesome
Do you play an Instrument: cello
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: oh yes
In the past month have you Smoked: yes I have
In the past month have you been on Drugs: nope drug free for me!
In the past month have you gone on a Date: nope
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: i hate them
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: i have eaten oreos but not a box of them
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: no darn it and I am a sushi hoe!!
In the past month have you been on Stage: yes i have...rockstarish!
In the past month have you been Dumped: nope
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: nope.....
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: no
Ever been Drunk: er, well...yes. quite a few times.
Ever been called a Tease: yes but i am over that phase now...
Ever been Beaten up: nope
Ever Shoplifted: yes...gum when I was 10
How do you want to Die: 90 and still in love
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: teach...and not be a grown up
What country would you most like to Visit: japan
Number of Drugs I have taken: number? what is this? hugs not drugs
Number of CDs I own: i like my itunes
Number of Piercings: oh well...lots
Number of Tattoos: many and all over
Number of things in my Past I Regret: i couldnt count. but i made a resolution not to regret, just to live
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this has been the strangest few weeks of my life. I am back in raleigh...and that is great. I know I am home. I guess I will always be a carolina girl. I have a job that I enjoy. I am still slinging ...
Posted by Lucky on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 08:15:00 PST