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Tuesday, August 27th, 2002

Subject:Affairs of the Immortal Heart
Time:10:32 am.
Mood: calm.
My dear and lovely sister, Erato came by to see me the other night.

The silly girl had, once again, fallen in love. Only this time it was to another LJer, heman.

In truth, Erato isn't known for her common sense and she constantly is letting things of emotion get out of control. She told me that she's been reading heman's journal from afar and has quickly fallen for the muscle-bound lug. Of course, heman has no clue what his journal may have set off and he lives in blissful ignorance of my sister's hormone-crazy fantasies.

She came to me to get my advice on how to first approach heman. *snort* Like I would help her diluted dreams.

I sat her down and confidently started lecturing her.

"Are you immortal?" I asked her.

"Duh, Sis. So are you." she snorted back at me with a laugh and a roll of her eyes.

"And who else do you know who is immortal?" I continued to question her.

"Umm... zeus_dot_com, hera_dot_com, aphroditedotcom, echo_dot_com, hermes_dot_come, ares_dot_com, eros_dot_com, god_dot_com, satan_dot_com, psyche_dot_com, apollo_dot_com, pan_dot_com, bacchus_dot_com, athena_dot_com, bob_dot_com..."

I cut her off. "Right. And how many of them are happy in love? How many of them obey their marriage vows? How many of them fell in love and married without difficulty? How many of them just got their hearts torn to pieces by someone they supposedly loved?"

Erato started to answer but stopped short. I could see that she was processing this information.

"Immortals are not good lovers. We're immortal and we tend to get bored with other companions, whoever they may be. No matter how much we love a person, we aren't consistent enough to love for eternity."

Now she really did look heart-broken. "I just want someone to love me unconditionally!" she whined through trembling lips.

And I reached down and grabbed the mass of fluff that had been rubbing against my legs the entire night and handed it to Erato.

"Here," I said. "His name is Jett. This cat needs a home."
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Sunday, August 18th, 2002

Time:2:18 pm.
Mood: energetic.
So, since things weren't exactly pleasant for me on LJ and I felt extremely uncomfortable with all the excess aggression and then the excess sexuality, I decided to abandon humanity for a few days, fly to LA, and get some work done.

I oversaw and inspired some new movies and checked on a few of my old projects. Most, of which, look like they're going to be horse shit now. The worse thing about being a muse is giving a good idea and then see humans, because of their greedy faults, completely destroy it until its the art that suffers ultimately.

Oh well, that's part of the risk, I suppose. Still, it irritates me! That's my work, those are my babies, and I don't ask for any credit (though I won't refuse any either). But they take my idea and turn it around, manipulate it to their own advantages and it comes out like a burp.

Oh, screw it. :-p

When I came back, I found Jett mewing at my feet and I realized I had forgotten to feed him while I was gone for a few days. I quickly fixed a small feast for him, but it's made me realize I really can't keep this cat. He's got to find a better home.

Any takers?

Hey, and where have psyche_dot_com and eros_dot_com gone off to? I hope I didn't cause some sort of quarrel between those two. Or if I did, I hope they're busy making up. ;)

And, it's alright, sis. thalia_dot_com, it seems safe to come out of hiding again.

Anyone else anxiously waiting for isis_dot_com to start writing? I've always admired that lady. :)
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Wednesday, August 14th, 2002

Time:8:00 pm.
Mood: worried.
There's too many harsh, painful words going around right now.

Gods and Goddesses picking and insulting each other.

It makes me very uncomfortable.

So, I'm hiding out until this blows over.

A muse's place is not in battle, afterall.
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Tuesday, August 13th, 2002

Subject:Honey and Chamomile
Time:9:42 pm.
Mood: lazy.
I think I've gotten a cold while vacationing in my human body.

My nose is stopped up and running all at the same time and I think I'm running a bit of a fever.

But I'm such a dork that I refuse to zap it away. Instead this condition intrigues me. So, I keep this cold just to see what else could happen. That, and I'm just hoping someone will come over and volunteer to wait on me hand and foot. I'm missing the invisible servants of Mount Olympus.

I opened my front door this morning and, there on the footstep, was a fuzzy mass of black and while fur with two bright green eyes looking up at me. It meowed a greeting, and I cursed under my breath. But then, I remembered bast_dot_com and I thought it might be a gift from the cat goddess. Either way, I had no intentions of offending any other deities.

So, I brought the cat inside and searched around for anything that would substitute as cat food. I finally found an old box of instant chocolate pudding. I quickly fixed that up and presented it to the little flea ball. He took a few laps and then he left it and sat by my feet again. I guess the runt wasn't very hungry.

I don't know what I'll do with him now. I'm calling him Jett. No particular reason, it just seemed like the name. I shouldn't keep him, but I can't help but find his presence comforting and enjoyable.

Bah! I think I'm going soft(er).
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Time:2:49 am.
Mood: indifferent.

You are a muse.

What legend are you?. Take the Legendary Being Quiz by Paradox

Well, duh! :-p
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Monday, August 12th, 2002

Time:5:04 pm.
Mood: amused.
I had to update my user info for my sister, thalia_dot_com's arrival.

Silly girl. :-p
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Subject:Cake and Doughnuts
Time:4:03 am.
Mood: content.
I visited Orpheus yesterday.

I went into the Underworld, (paid quick respects to hades_dot_com), and into Tantalus. Dreadful journey, but a mother has to check on her son every once in a while.

Needless to say, he's spending his life with Eurydice in eternity. When she died the first time, I remember how he wept, but when she left him the second time he sobbed and sobbed. He gave up all reason to live then and just waited for his death.

I swear, if Prozac had been around then, things might be different!

Anyway, when I was visiting, the happy couple was having a little squabble over flower arranging. Orpheus wanted lilies and Eurydice wanted roses in the centerpiece. I quickly sent both of them the inspiration to compromise to make a beautiful arrangement. I didn’t want my visit spoiled by some distracting flowers. :-p

I brought both of them the Moulin Rouge DVD, which we watched together. The look on Orpheus’ face when the "Like a Virgin" sequence began was priceless! Eurydice sobbed through the final scenes and I thought I saw tears gather in Orpheus' eyes, but I know he would never admit to it. Both agreed they enjoyed the movie (Eurydice more than Orphie).

He told me later that Kurt Cobain had tried to kill himself again because he heard that one of his songs was used in this movie. I found that to be funny. :)

Eurydice put together a fantastic dinner of doughnuts and cake (when you're dead, you don't have to worry about your health, of course). I talked to Orphie and tried to convince him to get a journal at livejournal.com, but I don't think I won. Oh well.

I talked to Eurydice alone for a few minutes and tried to give her some advice (specifically about flower arranging). I'm trying to be a good mother-in-law. After the whole mess that happened between psyche_dot_com, eros_dot_com, and aphroditedotcom... well, I don't want that to happen to my family or me. So, I try to be extra careful and support my son's marriage to dryad.

Anyway, after that, I left the happy pair and, after another dreaded journey in which many greasy old, dead men winked at me and pinched my ass, I came back to the surface and to my apartment.

Right now, I'm glad I can have a chance to take this bra off. I now understand why women burned them in the 60's and I'm about ready to inspire another bon fire. :-p
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Friday, August 9th, 2002

Time:7:06 pm.
Mood: annoyed.
Ugh! What is with my hair?

This mess is supposed to be my crowning joy? I don't think so. More like my crowning pain.

I could blame persephone_com for the heat that makes it frizzy... but I don't want to start any arguments. :-p

This world definately needs some better hair products.


I guess I'll have to come up with a new formula myself and then sent the inspiration to some lowly mortal.

I bet it will cost an arm and a leg, though.

Sorry, girls, I have no effect on merchandising.
That's satan_dot_com's realm, I believe.
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Subject:Introduction to Seduction
Time:4:42 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
Hi. I'm Calliope. I was a muse and I still am one, technically. Now, though, I am existing in a human body.

As far as I know, the other muses, my sisters (Clio, Euterpre, Thalia, Melpomene, Terpsichore, Erato, Polyhymnia, and Urania), are still on Olympus.

I have all the talents of a muse. I can inspire the dullest person with rhythms and waves of talent and creativity... if I wish to. Sometimes, when I'm feeling mischievous, I send bad ideas, to the non-talented. That's where pop music comes from, you know. :-p

Mortals are so easy to fool and convince. But our fates are forever bound with these silly creatures. Ironic, no?

Most people think I can only inspire philosophy, eloquence, and epic poetry. While, those have been my strong points in the past, I have many other talents. Actually I can inspire just about a bit of everything. Music, art, painting, sculptures, poetry, writing, etc. I can do all.

I even have a slight knack for advice, though psyche_dot_com is the undisputed queen of psychological healing, I promise. :)

My sisters’ specialties just always overshadowed my talents. But no more! And now Urania won't be able to steal my hair brush anymore either. :-p

I think now I'll go and bake some chocolate chip cookies. I'm seriously craving some earthly ambrosia (aka chocolate). :)
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