Aug. 29th, 2005

anigo: (bpal)
I just ordered a bunch more imps from somebody who was offloading all of hers..

Black Lotus - Born in the shadows of a Temple to Set, this corrupted Egyptian scent evokes images of black pyramids, river demons, and bleak, deadly desert sands. Black lotus flower, amber, myrrh and sandalwood.

Brisingamen - The amber necklace of Freyja, Norse Goddess of Love, Sex, Attraction and Fruitfulness. Her magnificent necklace was bough from four Dwarves [Alfrik, Berling, Dvalin and Grer] at the price of four nights of her passion. When Brisingamen graces your throat, no man can resist your charms. A glittering mantle of rich golden notes: five ambers, soft myrtle and apple blossom, myrtle, and carnation.

Delirium - Non compos mentis, indeed! A contrary, conflicted scent, bubbling with merry madness. Contains apple, rose, and lemon.

Hollywood Babylon - The essence of innocence shattered: glittering Egyptian amber and heliotrope, infused with the sweetness of strawberry and vanilla - dragged into debauch by lusty red musk and a dribble of black cherry. (Now if that discription alone doesn't excite you then I don't know what will)

Masabakes - Masabakes is a Cantabrian demoness that governs lustfulness and lechery. In order to tempt virgins to corruption she employs the aid of her lackey, the imp Tentirujo. Under the cover of magickal invisibility, the imp caresses maidens with mandrake root, instilling uncontrollable passion and wantonness in the unsuspecting girls. Thick black currant with the darkest, deepest myrrh, a drop of bitter mimosa and the slightest touch of mandrake dust.

The Apothecary - Tea leaf with three mosses, green grass, a medley of herbal notes, and a drop of ginger and fig

The Caterpillar - Heavy incense notes waft lazily through a mix of carnation, jasmine, bergamot, and neroli over a lush bed of dark mosses, iris blossom, deep patchouli and indolent vetiver. ([livejournal.com profile] niffer8 might get this one as I've discovered I'm really not a big patchouli fan)

Wanton - Feminine sexuality in it's rawest form. Palmarosa, red sandalwood, attar of rose, patchouli (Ditto this one)

Hades - The gloomy Hades enriches himself with our sighs and our tears. The Unseen. Eldest brother of Zeus, Husband of Persephone, Lord of the Underworld and Commander of the Demons of the Underworld, God of Wealth, whose epithets are Clymenus [Notorious], Eubuleus [Wise in Counsel], and Polydegmon [He who receives many / The Hospitable]. Though he is a dark, morbid and morose deity, fierce and relentless, and is stern, pitiless, and sometimes cruel, he is by no means an evil God. His justice is true, even-handed and absolute, and he is possessed of unbreakable loyalty, single-minded devotion to duty, and immense courage. A dark, palpably sacred chthonic blend: black narcissus and cypress, stephanotis, opoponax, labdanum, onycha and ambergris. (Sounds down right nasty)

Kweku Anansi - Vetiver, dusty pepper, nutmeg, thyme and grass over a deep, mossy wooden core.

Blood Kiss - Lush, creamy vanilla and the honey of the sweetest kiss smeared with the vital throb of husky clove, swollen red cherries, but darkened with the vampiric sensuality of vetiver, soporific poppy and blood red wine, and a skin-light pulse of feral musk.

Rosalind - Dew-covered berries and fresh green grasses with a faint breath of spring flowers.


I WANT THEM NOW!!!!!!!!
anigo: (dum)
Very shortly I'm going to do my ru/alk for the night. This is the big one again that I did a couple of weeks ago - 58 minutes (5 min/1 min x 8 + warm up and cool down). The one that I came home and thought I was going to have a brain aneurysm. Ok, aside from the brain aneurysm I did ok, and it was the heat that caused the brain aneurysm, not the ru/alking itself, but none the less it's got me a bit apprehensive. Actually, I'm more than a bit apprehensive. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be able to do it. Except that would be a self fulfilling prophesy so I'm thinking positive... I'm thinking positive... I'm thinking positive. I did it once before. I cut myself some slack and went back a couple of weeks so I wouldn't feel like I was doing more than I could. I can do it. I really can. I'm just sure I'm going to cramp up like a tiny ball of tinfoil, all crumpled and sharp edges...

Ok, it's not that far. I can do it... I can do it... If I start to stretch now, a good 40 minutes before the baby sitter gets here, then it will be a breeze. I can do it... In the real world to a real runner it's NOTHING. It's child's play. I should be able to do it even without having done 8 weeks of working up to it.

oh my.

***Update***
Did it. 7 km in 61 minutes, of which I ran... 45 of them! Yes, not the 40 as required, but 45. I found I'd misjudged the distance out and was further out than I had expected so I ran the extra way back.

YAY ME!!!!!!

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