1. To put out of usual or proper place, position, or relationship.
2. To displace (a body part), especially to displace a bone from its normal position.
3. To throw into confusion or disorder; disrupt: a continuing drought that dislocated the state’s economy.
Dislocate was held at Livejournal, and ran from approx 2001 to 2010 (though it got very sparse from about 2006 onwards). It was designed to cover random musings, tangent thoughts, curious/interesting finds on the internet, quotes, things that don’t fit anywhere else.
it’s too hot today. currently 29.4C in the fabulous Brisvegas (according to the BOM). can’t think of what to say — odd to be lost …
amongst everything else, i got time on tuesday to go through everything in my room, and work out exactly what was stolen.. the candle still …
a missing duck, a grounded lizzard, M is never on at the same time, ditto with t – around but we never run into each …
hmm.. someone sent me a CardWish… however, i’m having trouble picking it up.. i’m not sure if it’s my system, or their server, but it …
back, alive, ok, overwhelmed, confident, glad it’s over – but sad it’s ended. some details of the last week: http://angelish.diary-x.com/journal.cgi?entry=200112161311 there’s more, but i’ll probably …
i’m alive.. too much to contemplate to seriously update.. just busy and emotionally & physically exhausted..
email to send to someone who’s going away for a few days; email to reply to – one that needs something soft and sympathetic; waiting …
i’m downloading The Rolling Stones’ Angie ….. you might say it was a rather odd day.. not really that odd.. it’s just that after yesterday’s …
i don’t know what it means, but the sound of it verbalized flooded my head when i woke up. odd dreams of Christmas killing people. …
actually, not all that lazy.. we had a film crew in at rehearsals today.. we did one of the dances, then the John/Angie fight scene, …
wrote this in a note book, Thursday, 29th November, can’t remember the time..
washing the self of tide and time,
wandering listless, naked and profane,
obtuse, acute, resolute, ardent and arduous,
I’m everything and nothing,
part and parcel, and yet, left behind..
beg, borrow, steal,
it’s all the same to me.
I’m everything and nothing to me.
got the ‘where the hell have you been?’ question, my apologies.. it’s kinda hard to spend time sitting at a computer when you’ve got a …
batty: i use to howl and my dog shorty would howl and if we were blessed mama dog would howl with us batty: the only …
woke up in a grumpy mood, with an aching-for-no-apparent-reason shoulder. have some play script stuff, and corporate script stuff to do this weekend. joy. still, …
well, Brad was a tad late, but that’s ok, i got the phone off him.. [and it works! knowing Louise’s history with mobile phones (and …
dad decided he wanted me to go shopping with them… 6 hours at Garden City, and i got home, exhausted, with 45 min to get …
i should be back on later today.. have a few things to do this morning.. try about 8pm or so [duck standard time]
http://www.cnn.com/2001/US/11/20/deadly.duck.ap/index.html thanks to pa for the linkage…
it appears that .f2g.net has died. dammit. i guess i’ll move the site or something, that is, if i can find the time to do …
uh huh, i have hair.. it was recently (well, two weeks or so ago) dyed gasp black, then this afternoon, cut again. whee. just thought …
