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Sunday, June 15th, 2008
I gradumajated. It was good. I skipped the afterparty. Also a good decision.

My car broke. (not good). But we got a new one! (good). It's like the old one but newer, cleaner, and gold. (with chrome wheels).

(My Car) )


I cut my hair all off. It was coming for a long time.



I'm still dating Steve. We're doing well. Nothing outrageous, overexciting or radical. Nothing that makes other people wonder about my wild crazy nights (generally). Just enough of this and that.

Things are going to be excellent.

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Saturday, May 10th, 2008
- Today I went to the...
Today I went to the apple store to see if I could buy my mom an ipod. We wern't sure what kind she wanted, but the guy was pretty helpful, and he talked to me about getting a laptop for college. He didn't recommend the Mac Book air and definitely said that you could just use one of the more basic kinds, the basic mac book with the OS 10.5 to get everything you needed to do done. So I think I'm gonna do that. Anybody have any recommendations?

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Tuesday, March 25th, 2008
- A satisfying beginning
Spring Break has started most excellently.  Nothing like drunken partying (of the legal sort) with my family at a very expensive restaurant being very loud (they all had about five glasses of wine and a cocktail apiece. By the time cake rolled around they were singing Auld Lang Syne at the top of their lungs. Awesome? I am not sure yet.) This was followed shortly by very satisfying drunken partying (of the illegal sort).

Then on easter sunday I (hold your breath guys) actually went to church. I know, right? how weird. But Maddie and Steve and I got all fancied up and went to the early service at First Christian to listen to Mr. Bryant talk about social responsibility and watch Paulina play drums. Personally sermons about the responsibility of Christians to spread Christ's message through helping others and passing on love and goodwill are the only ones I can stand. Strict, controlling church environments full of guilt, intolerance and the desire for homogenousness (homogenouity?) make me sick to my stomach.

The next day was bra shopping (I am bigger than I thought I was...) and book-shopping with Christina. When we parked in front of Borders we ended up next to this janky old beater. I mean patched together, shit everywhere car. When Christina calls me over to look in the passenger's seat I'm pretty sure I'm about to see some roadkill or something. Instead, there is a tiny little shivery rat-dog, probably the most lovable and craveable little dog in the entire world. It sniffed at us through the cracked window then shivered some more and curled up again. I decided to steal it. After much persuasion, I decided to wait to see if the dog and car were still there after our errands. It was. What's more, its passenger door was unlocked. This was God telling me that because I had gone to church like a good girl, I could have a puppy. Right?

Well, we went to Greenhill instead. We spent half an hour in the cattery with Jesse Ferreira and a few friendly critters named Tux, Elizabeth, George, Winslow, Bright Eyes and...Tubs. Tubs was not very friendly. I don't think I would be either, if I was named Tubs.

When all that's combined with a lot of Smash and some good (and horrifyingly depressing, thanks Atonement) movies meant a very satisfying start to Spring Break. Still to come: more drunken revelries,  Horton Hears A Who, Movie Dates, More Bleach, a trip to Bandon, and oh god that one essay for Alderman.

current mood: chipper

(Find The Mystery)

Thursday, February 21st, 2008
I am siiiiick.

All cough-ey and feverish and gross gross gross feeling.

(Find The Mystery)

Monday, February 18th, 2008
Our version of Scrabble:

Scrabble - Things that are Words, things that Should be Words, Things that are Almost Words, and Cairo.

Among the accepted words

UNBEMOAN
SMOXEN
LOUDWOOF
GERALD
CAIRO

In other news, driving, moving, terrified about the future, Alderman's AP Independent Goverment Class, I'm taking French Two (God knows why), Nuns and Adventure. Also beautiful routines. I love routines. Simple and fun and stupid and reliable.

(Find The Mystery)

Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008
- Where's the Love?
I'm watching Jesus Camp and I had to say something. The first day of this camp the pastor tells all the kids they're liars and they're phonies and that they need to repent. All the kids are crying. And I was thinking. In the dirtiest, most heathen angry mosh pit in the world, there's still going to be somebody to catch you and put you back right or to get you out of there if you get hurt. And in the middle of this church there are these kids sobbing on the floor and nobody even is looking at them. How can a mosh pit be a more supportive, unified place than a church? That seems very wrong to me.

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Saturday, January 5th, 2008
YES I FINALLY HAVE THE FIRST HALF PARAGRAPH OF MY RESEARCH PAPER MAYBE JUST MAYBE I CAN GET THIS THING FINISHED SOMEDAY HOPEFULLY BEFORE ITS DUE ON TUESDAY


Edit: The rain that's turned my property into marsh is now snow and is transforming the house into a frosty wonderland, all crispy and cold with big, fat flakes falling from the sky.

(Find The Mystery)

Friday, January 4th, 2008
    Life seems a little simpler when one parent is cut out of the living situation. When it's mom and I I get cut some slack. As long as I get work done and clean up after myself I can be pretty much wherever, whenever. When it's dad and I as long as I tell him exactly where I am and who I'm with I don't really have to do any work or clean up after myself, plus there's this refreshing sense of reasonable-ness in the air.

The backyard flooded in this really loud, bizarre rainstorm that started around four and was over by eight. But in those four hours the whole landscape of my little world changed. The creek is this huge swollen muddy rushing thing and the field and yard are like marshland. It's still raining, but the sun is out.

I want to go to the beach in a comfortable sweater that staves off the cold even as it gets all sandy and dirty.  Who's in?

(Find The Mystery)

Thursday, December 13th, 2007
"If,", she repeated, "you don't have a pencil, but are old enough to read and write--this is what the guy means, isn't it, you dope--scratch the number somehow on the roadside."
    "With your little claws, Lolita."

(Find The Mystery)

Friday, December 7th, 2007
- Somee updates


My FCP is on Tuesday and  I think we're going to kick ass. Who couldn't enjoy a seventy minute period in which they receive both M&Ms and Condoms?




Also, The Golden Compass is a really great and worthwhile movie, go see it!

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Thursday, November 15th, 2007
- The Four B's that make girls throw up and thoughts on roofies.
The Four B's of Why Your Girlfriend is Probably Throwing Up

Bars, Blowjobs, Bulimia and Bpregnancy.


Recently, a friend posted an interesting essay on misogyny and the male responsibility to be respectful and attempt to cut down on violence against women. As many of you know, it is estimated that one-fourth of women are sexually abused in some way during their lifetime. That's a lot. And I do believe that it's important to catch the rapists and encourage a society where women are respected and held as equals.

However, I am going to say this: It is every adult woman's responsibility to be prepared for a bad situation. I'm not saying unprepared women are asking for it or deserve/d anything. I'm not saying that children should be scared to walk on the streets. I'm not saying ANYBODY should be afraid of walking on the streets. But I am saying it is very stupid not to acknowledge the risk and take advantage of the opportunity to prepare. A six-week self defense class, a quick ten-minute lesson on how to use pepper spray correctly, and a catalog of emergency numbers (rape hotlines, battered women's shelters, whatever you think you may need), stored in a cell phone could all be lifesavers, or at least help other women even if it can't help you. Designate somebody to call who lives near you if an emergency occurs who can support you and help you. If you can't face a family member make it one of "those friends" who can always help. If your living situation changes, find a new person in your new area. Keep the information in your medical records up-to-date in case doctors need to treat you while you're unconscious or nonresponsive.  These things are so easy. Again. I'm not saying it's necessary or even wise to be afraid, but being prepared can you know, save some lives or virginities or whatnot.

(1  Brave Enough To Find The Mystery)

Monday, November 12th, 2007
My two best friends like eachother! Yay!

(Find The Mystery)

Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
I really enjoy French. Really I do. And I was secretly relieved when Madame snapped at me with "CE N'EST PAS UN CHOIX!!!" when I suggested taking a withdraw/fail and roading out early. But goddamn I'm so bad at doing my French homework. I always used to either already know or pick up the concepts so quickly that for the last three years I haven't had to work at all, and now that I do I have no idea where even to begin, haha. hah. shit.

No more marching band is fine with me, though I'm sure I'll miss it within, like, a week. I don't think I'll join Winter Guard (no time, not enough people. Fun people, I mean). but I do love the flag work.

Also, I'm taking this from Jesse:


"For the first three people that reply to me and re-post this challenge, I will send you something. It might be something I've made, or something cool from my hidden stash, it might be a mix CD, or a rubber duck, a book I think you will enjoy, or something else that is completely awesome. Whatever it is, I promise that I will get it to you in 365 days or fewer. The only thing you need to do in order to participate is to be one of the first three to reply to this, AND post this thing on your journal."

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Monday, October 15th, 2007
- Romantic sponges they say do it
A Mills College student called me today. She was very nice. I am still extremely unsure about a women's college. I mean seriously, if I list off the people closest to me right now I get a dozen guys, a guyish girl, a drinking partner, and an underclassman. That, to me, doesn't sound like Women's College material. Especially because if I remember right Makaya laughed at me really, really hard when I told him I'd applied.

Livejournal hasn't been a place for me to vent my confusion and angst since sophomore year but I feel like symbolically I should, so here's a placeholder that represents all the craziness that is this time of year. Go fall flings and the end of marching season!






I think that covers about 1/6 of the crazy.

(Find The Mystery)

Sunday, October 7th, 2007
Happy Fall!

So to the final three people or whoever who don't know, we didn't make finals, and Thurston beat us out at FOB. But Friday night we won the Varsity game against South Medford. So that's good.


Sarahdee says she can cut/bleach/dye my hair on Wednesday if I can make the appointment. I think I'm going pink. Who supports? (Comment with your opinion! Comments will be screened, because I feel like it).

I have realized that downloading the 24-disc Radiohead discography and the 1-disc Radiohead Platinum Hits Collection yield approximately the same results.

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