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S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place.

I propose a toast to my self-control. You see it crawling, helpless on the floor.

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THE DOLE OF THE KING'S DAUGHTERby: Oscar WildeSEVEN stars in the still water, And seven in the sky; Seven sins on the King's daughter, Deep in her soul to lie. Red roses at her feet, (Roses are red in her red-gold hair) And O where her bosom and girdle meet Red roses are hidden there. Fair is the knight who lieth slain Amid the rush and reed, See the lean fishes that are fain Upon dead men to feed. Sweet is the page that lieth there, (Cloth of gold is goodly prey,) See the black ravens in the air, Black, O black as the night are they. What do they there so stark and dead? (There is blood upon her hand) Why are the lilies flecked with red? (There is blood on the river sand.) There are two that ride from the south to the east, And two from the north and west, For the black raven a goodly feast, For the King's daughter to rest. There is one man who loves her true, (Red, O red, is the stain of gore!) He hath duggen a grave by the darksome yew, (One grave will do for four.) No moon in the still heaven, In the black water none, The sins on her soul are seven, The sin upon his is one.

I'd like to meet:

myself in 10 years.....and Katt Williams

Music:

In A Dream I Saw You Walkin - Like A Kid Alive And Talkin - That Was You. In The Classroom You Were Teachin - On The Streets You Were Policing That Was You. To The One I Now Know Most - I Will Tell Them Of Your Ghost Like A Thing - That Never, Ever Was. And All That Ever Mattered Will Some Day Turn Back To Batter Like A Joke. Behind Thin Walls You Hid Your Feelins - Take Four Legs To Make A Ceilin Like A Thing. In A Dream I Saw You Walkin, With Your Friends Alive And Talking - That Was You. Well I Saw It In Your Movement - And Even Though You Never Knew It - Well, I Knew, Just How Sweet It Could Be - If You'd Never Left These Streets. You Had Me Worried! So Worried - That This Would Last... But Now I'm Learning - Learning That This Will Pass...
Your sorry eyes, they cut through bone. They make it hard to leave you alone. Leave you here wearing your wounds Waving your guns at somebody new.Baby Im a lost Baby Im a lost Baby Im a lost cause.Theres too many people you used to know They see you coming they see you go. They know your secrets and you know theirs This town is crazy, but nobody cares.Baby Im a lost Baby Im a lost Baby Im a lost cause. Im tired of fighting Im tired of fighting Fighting for a lost causeTheres a place where you are going You aint never been before Theres no one laughing at your back now No one standing at your door Is that what you thought love was for?Baby Im a lost Baby Im a lost Baby Im a lost cause Im tired of fighting Im tired of fighting Fighting for a lost cause.

Movies:

Gilda, Dracula (Coppola's version), Black Narcissus, No Country For Old Men, Royal Tenebaums, Shaun of the Dead, Pan's Labyrinth, Fight Club, Lord of the Rings, Anchorman, Beetlejuice, Sleepy Hollow, The Lost Boys, From Dusk Til Dawn, Neverending Story, Say Anything, Teen Wolf.

Television:

WILL & GRACE. Family Guy. Inuyasha. Law & Order (all of them). Nip/Tuck. I Love New York 2. Star Trek Voyager or Deep Space Nine. X-Files (not post-Mulder). Best Week Ever on VH1. The entire Nick-At-Night line-up.

Books:

Are you kidding? If it's written, I'll read it. Some favorites - The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde.... The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath..... The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis.....Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll.....The Vampire Chronicles and Tales of the Mayfair Witches by Anne Rice..... On the Road by Jack Kerouac Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides......Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell...The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams.....The Shining by Stephen King.....Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut

Heroes:

OSCAR WILDE......"When our eyes met, I felt I was growing pale. A curious sensation came over me. I knew that I had come face to face with someone whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself." - The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde.............

My Blog

Confessions

confessions:[xx ] I Talk A LOT when I get really nervous.[xx ] I am really ticklish.[ ] I'm afraid of the dark.[ ] I can't sleep in a room if the door is open[ ]I can't sleep in a room if the door is ...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 07:42:00 PST

I don’t wanna go to work...

1) According to your ex, you are?"What can I say? You know what I'm saying?"2) Do you tell your best friend(s) EVERYTHING?Yeah. That's why we're all crazy.3) How have you felt today?A little hungove...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 04:31:00 PST

On Assholes...

I consider myself a fairly intelligent person, and others concur with me on that point, so it comes as a suprise to me that really simple shit sometimes makes no sense. Is it just that the bulk of hu...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 01:58:00 PST

This song has been in my head for days......

.......and I finally remembered what it was."Waiting For the Sun" by The JayhawksI was waiting for the sunThen I walked on home aloneWhat I didn't knowWas he was waiting for you to fallSo I never made...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 04:18:00 PST

I’ve been on myspace for 6 hours.......

Are your parents married or divorced?: never marriedAre you a vegetarian?: no, I LOVE meat!Do you believe in Heaven?: no, but I hope the people I've lost are there.Have you ever come close to dying?...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Thu, 23 Aug 2007 03:16:00 PST

Mina......

At The Door of The HouseA thousand women's eyesRiveted to the unrealisableScatter the wash-stand of the card-tellerDefiled marble of Carrara On which she spreadsColor-picture maps of destinyIn the...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 09:54:00 PST

happy birthday to me......

Ok. So technically my birthday is the 2nd. But it's that time of year again, and I've started my reflecting early. Lots of things going on in Stephi Land. Not much that's good. I've been kind of ...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 05:48:00 PST

...heavy...

"The flowers smell like flesh, flesh like sex, sex like love but it is the love she cannot precisely recall, cannot retrieve as she tries to rise to that screen of memory: and failing falls, fall...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Mon, 12 Jun 2006 01:27:00 PST

hey Jupiter

no one's picking up the phoneguess it's me and meand this little masochistshe's ready to confessall the things that I never thoughtthat she could feel and hey Jupiternothing's been the sameso are you ...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Mon, 05 Jun 2006 11:31:00 PST

Simile of Sorrow

Misery is manifold.  The wretchedness of earth is multiform.  Over-reaching the wide horizon as the rainbow, its hues are as various as the hues of that arch - as distinct too, yet as intima...
Posted by S.A. Cutright, making the world a weirder place. on Fri, 05 May 2006 12:51:00 PST