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| 07:32pm 06/05/2006 |
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today was an extremely awesome day, and it will only become more awesome.
i opened (of course) and then the rooommates and i culminated and went to eastwood lake.
we "stole" a red canoe.
we attempted talking to a freshman--sophomore high school boy studying geometry and he simply said," (with headphones and pretending four hot girls in bikinis at a picnic had not joined him) can you leave? i am trying to study."
we danced to portishead semi-provocatively in front of children less than six.
we walked the edge of a damn with warning signs: "Keep Out".
we invited children to canoe and their mothers intervened, informing that the children had not yet learned to swim.
we took lots of pictures... erica and elizabeth diving off of the goose-poo covered dock, etc.
all good things to help end the semi-ghastly semester.
and i discovered that my better half will most likely remain in chapel hill until december. WOOT. i cannot explain how happy this makes me. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i love you dearly, erica. |
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| 09:04pm 06/04/2006 |
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so, i know it has been probably a year since i have posted. and now i am only posting because i don't want to delve into any of the amounts of work i should be doing.
but i do want to tell a little story:
It's Saturday around 6 pm and Erica, Elizabeth, and I are jamming to a mix Erica made specifically for this drive. This drive to Wilmington to see Stephen's band, the End of Detroit, and his brother's band, Oblique play a benefit show entitled Rock Against Rape. We've just passed the Raleigh/Benson split and things start to go wrong. I feel my car lose speed and notice that the cruise control light is still on. Cool. So I put my foot to the pedal... nothing... and still losing speed dramatically. In the left lane and not able to make it to the right shoulder, my car loses all speed on the shoulder half-way in the grass. After inspecting the hood, which isn't smoking, thank god, I come up with nothing. I mean it is just a bunch of metal and plastic pieces, right? I proceed to call Kali and a man in a blue pick-up truck walks over to see if we are okay. He looks under the hood, and I think it must look the same to him as it does to me. He conludes, "It must be the alternator." and adds, " Are you girls going to be okay?" Not yet knowing, we reply, "Yes." Thanking him for his kindness, he returns to his truck and drives away.
We return to the inside of the car and discover that Elizabeth has AAA. (OH how she is a godsend!). After pretending to be Elizabeth on the phone unsuccessfully, Elizabeth takes over and a tow-truck should arrive within 45 minutes. We step, again, out of the vehicle onto the blustery green shoulder and proceed to take crazy pictures. Tired of this, we return to the car and listen to music. Blue lights flash and our first cop visit occurs. We inform that there is a tow truck coming. Back to car. More blue lights maybe twenty minutes later. Same deal. Back in car, listening to more music specifically designed by Erica for our pleasure. In the midst of Postal Service's Such Great Heights, the cd player begins to cut on and off. Now, I've run out my car's battery.
So proceeds our rendition of Disney songs, including the Aladdin and Jasmine duet and Ariel's Part of Your World.
At the triumphant close of Part of Your World, a tow truck appears beside of us.The forty-five minutes becamer two hours. We all step out of the vehicle, continuing our song and meet Bobby Lee, our driver for the next hour.
He directs us to the cab of his roomy truck with blaring soft rock. And we turn to watch him attempt to load my car up. It's a lengthy process, because we later learn that Bobby has left his flash light in another truck and cannot see where to hook my car to. He uses his lighter unsuccessfully, as passing cars continue to blow the flame out. Thirty minutes later, my car is being pulleyed towards the dock of the truck. This is a slightly eery sight, because my flashers are on and my windshield wipers seem to have started for no apparent reason. The wipers are also moving extrememly slow, as the battery is nearly dead. Christine definitely pops into my head. Discussion moves to naming vehicles and Baxter is decided. We have Erica's Bojangles, Elizabeth's Sophie, and my dying Baxter.
A little after nine, Bobby Lee returns to the truck and we set off for the trip back home. We make a stop at a gas station for Bobby Lee to tighten some straps while we peruse junk food inside. Junk fooded up and car strapped tighter, the road is ours again. And we learn that Bobby Lee has only been doing this job for a month.
And that he hails from the Kentucky side of the famous family feud that inspired Huckleberry Finn.
And that he has three children and a 29 year old wife.
And that he saved his leftover pizza from somewhere outside of Fayetteville for his wife.
And that his dad was an abusive alcoholic.
And that he was wild in his days and doesn't mind if his boy is too, but his two girls better not do anything he did, because he does have a rifle.
But mostly, that he likes Johnny Cash and driving on the road in his own truck where he can smoke cigarettes.
After hitting some stand-still traffic, we arrive in Chapel hill close to 10. Bobby Lee informs us that he will need two cigarettes when he gets out of the truck. We get out and grab Sophie, grab our stuff from poor Baxter, and say goodbye and thank Bobby Lee.
And begin our trip again with some of the wonders of Freddie Mercury's voice.
This time we make it.
And it only took us six and a half hours to get there. |
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| 03:59pm 07/06/2005 |
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we stocked our shelves at starbucks with the new coldplay today, which i must say i already have because my dad is awesome. my dad is also awesome because he scored tickets for our family to enjoy their already sold out concert together. SWEET. yeah, my parents are cool. :)
as of late, it's been busy, but in a boring sort of way. (besides this trip to wilmington)
we went to the beach sunday of memorial day weekend. by we, i mean almost all of the girls who work at starbucks, which includes myself, erica, kali, alex, and mathilde. relaxing with awesome people in the sun and yuengling doesn't get much better. After waiting for 2 hours, we also enjoyed dinner at waterstreet cafe.we may have had to wait too long, but we did get a round of drinks on the house(awesome). Our pitstop out was Trios to hear Tom and the Wells and The Dung Beatles (tribute Beatles). It ended up being less of a pitstop and more of Mathilde acting crazy because she adores The Beatles. We headed back for Chapel Hill around 1am. about 30 minutes later, a flat tire decided to grace our presence. which led to waiting for an hour for AAA to come to the rescue of girls who can't change a flat. needless to say, there was much photography of erica sleeping taken and a few photos of the rest of us dancing on the side of the highway with some angry fire ants.
and then driving 50mph on 40, we arrived back at my house somewhere arounf 5:15am. So, me with no sleep, headed to work at 5:30am. With all of that, it is decreed that we will never make a trip like that again unless none of us have to open. Regardless, it was great memories and good bonding for starbucks girls. :)
and kali has moved up here. YAY! rid of fayetteville for good. :)
i must also add that Madison Rose sounds awesome... i can't get the gossins plus zach out of my head. when stephen came up to help kali move, i got to hear their first real demo. worth the $120,000 spent on it. definitely.
other than that, i have been working, working.
Erica is also a WXYC Dj, finally, and her first show was Saturday night/Sunday morning from 3-6am. I tuned in at 3am on www.wxyc.org (you can too) to listen to her, sadly i fell asleep as soon as my head hit my pillow. next week i WILL stay up. :) i promise. despite missing the first show... i'm so proud of you erica ;)
we spent a good amount of the weekend distressing furniture and making the amount of furniture Kali brought up with her not so chaotic. i'm definitely not one for living in chaos. :)
and that's really about all.
i think that's a pretty darn good update. :) |
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| 04:29pm 22/05/2005 |
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Clean Sweep: After a Sunday night close, all employees arrive for some late night cleaning(and bonding!) to make our store shine for the district manager dinosaur who will be checking in to make sure we're doing everything right. Ha. Fun stuff for the many Starbuck's slaves who reside in the same household.
Hey, we'll make it fun. :)
Despite that today, I've done a whole lot of nothing today, besides watch Spike Jonze's music videos. Which I have to say, are extrememly interesting and beautimous.
And yeasterday, my day off this week, we played football, basketball, had a late-night cook-out, and played hybrid trivial pursuit/uno. It was quite the eventful day/night. Shannon and Heath finally gave me some clues on shooting the ball and I made a couple of baskets.(YAY!) I must say, not looking like an idiot the entire time made me feel really good inside. I also had some nice spiraling when we tossed the junior-sized football. :)
SWEET.
And tonight, Kali will have "officially" moved up here and starts work at Starbucks's tomorrow morning. :)
Working in the same place is going to bring back serious high school memories from Logan's and our days of dancing on benches. :) Thankfully, there are no benches at Starbuck's, just tables. |
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| 04:25pm 14/05/2005 |
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So, today I didn't do too much, even if I did get up at 8am. But there was a reason behind it. Yesterday, when I went to pick up my new sweet green chair from the PTA, I was driving Erica's car and noticed a couple of clothing bags in the trunk. I assumed she was donating them and did so for her. I even got a tax receipt. So, when I picked her up from work, I showed her the tax receipt, proud to have helped her out. With a slightly dumbfounded look, Erica informed me that I had given away the majority of her winter clothes. That was the incentive for me to get up this morning. I got to the PTA, explained the situation, where they then pointed me to a huge truck piled with black bags. Perhaps, they said, it is one of those.
To sum my time amongst trash bags, I was only able to recover some of her cherished shoes. Hopefully, when fall returns, Erica won't hate me too much. I feel awful, torn about it. But mostly, I feel pretty darn stupid. :)
That is probably the most eventful part of today, other than cleaning up the house, sorting out bills, and cleaning broken window panes that will become future art projects.
I must also add that my best friend sang Yellow last night in Wilmington, and even if she thinks she sounded horrible, I have to let her know that I am proud of her for at least putting herself out there. ;)
A sidenote-- I can't seem to stop dreaming about the house we're moving in! I'm so excited that yesterday I went and picked up just about every paint swatch Home Depot carried. Yes, I am that dorky. It is those little things that keep me uber happy.
And movies on tv today: Mission Impossible, Disturbing Behavior-- both movies starring a new Hollywood couple. Publicity leaks in unexpected ways. :)
Tonight, I will be closing at work and also opening in the morning! FUN!
And with today being that day when our Seniors are leaving us, I'm sure Starbucks will be packed with proud relatives and whatnot. (in other words, wish me luck) :( |
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| 08:41pm 10/05/2005 |
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Summer is officially here( or feels that way)... and i had to make a post because i haven't posted in such a long time.
I figured that was reason enough to get me to this point.
and that my photograph is on this semester's Cellar Door FRONT cover. yes. Heather rocks. (especially when she talks in the third person)
And if anyone wants to know what I have been up to recently, I'd usually respond that I've just been working at lovely ol' Starbucks. But it happens that recently, the answer has become a little more exciting because a. erica, tyler, kali and i have locked a 1930's, hardwood floors, screened in porch, downtown carrboro, "funky millhouse" to live in next year!!!!!!!!
b. i went to wilmington for an eventful, to say the least, evening with kali and stephen. i have definitely missed wilmington. :) and while we didn't make it to the whiskey this time, we still enjoyed several hot spots. (and by we, i mean kali and i)
c. following wilmington i headed to n. myrtle to chill with my mom, grandma, erica, and lil' sis' for a super relaxing mother's day.
d. while in myrtle, my mom and grandma bought erica 4 jello shooters, which allowed for her to perform "Don't Speak" in a karaoke bar. even erica singing karoake brings a tear to my eye. (sorry for the cheese factor, but it's true)
e. i wish there was an e... but i think all of these fun facts close out my interesting list.
well.
before i become uninteresting again... |
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| 06:23pm 16/04/2005 |
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Your dating personality profile:
Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate.
Big-Hearted - You are a kind and caring person. Your warmth is inviting, and your heart is a wellspring of love.
Funny - You laugh often. People never accuse you of lacking a sense of humor. You don't take yourself too seriously. | Your date match profile:
Religious - You seek someone who is grounded in faith and who possesses religious values. You believe that a religious person can enhance your life.
Funny - You consider a good sense of humor a major necessity in a date. If his jokes make you laugh, he has won your heart.
Practical - You are drawn to people who are sensible and smart. Flashy, materialistic people turn you off. You appreciate the simpler side of living. | Your Top Ten Traits
1. Liberal
2. Big-Hearted
3. Funny
4. Religious
5. Outgoing
6. Adventurous
7. Sensual
8. Practical
9. Romantic
10. Wealthy/Ambitious
| Your Top Ten Match Traits
1. Religious
2. Funny
3. Practical
4. Big-Hearted
5. Adventurous
6. Shy
7. Conservative
8. Intellectual
9. Traditional
10. Romantic
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| 07:45pm 28/03/2005 |
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So, things have been quite crazy for me as of late... and I can't even pinpoit a beginning or an end to it all. And I'm not even sure if I should say it on this public journal, but my semester will be ending ealry this year so that I can focus on more important things, and hopefully get myself back to a place where I enjoy reading literature (something I had enjoyed for most of my life).
So, for now, I will just be living and working in Chapel Hill and maybe concentrating on writing. I don't know yet really, it is rather early to make those kind of implications.
Perhaps, as I will have much more free time, I will be posting here a bit more as well. :) |
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| 12:45am 11/03/2005 |
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So, this evening Erica and I arrived back from Asheville at about 5pm. And I have to say it was one of the more enlightening experiences I've had; enlightening the dark and definitely scary path I will take as a first year teacher ("novice teacher"-new teacher lingo) two years from now.
There are probably two favorite parts to my week there--and the first is just as we arrived to our hotel Sunday evening. After shouting in excitement for Carolina's rather beautiful turn on Duke, I went outside for a bit to check out the awesome location of the hotel I found on the internet, while Erica prepared herself for a nap after the rather tiring drive. And then to my surprise, this lowly Days Inn had a great view of the mountains and, as it was the right time of day, the sunset. It's not everywhere you can really see that. And see it the way everyone imagines it to be.
The second is my visit to what I now know as the KIPP Academy (Knowledge is Power Program). There is a school I couldn't keep my mouth closed for. AMAZING.Each student signs a contract of excellence they must live up to, or they get the boot. And I could go on about all the details, but to those who aren't educators or going to be educators, it might be boring. But the important part of this is that I went into a 7th grade Language Arts classroom where every single student was raising their hand to be a part of the class interpretation of the novel they were reading, The Pearl, by Steinbeck. The teacher was throwing out questions so quickly, and they were all keeping up with him. I read that book in middle school and loved it, but didn't get the same sort of connection with it that these students were getting. And I almost started to cry, I was so moved by the connection and excitement they had for this. And yes, I know it sounds cheesy. But it was definitely one of those moments, where I paused, and remembered why I wanted to get into this crazy career of teaching. I saw a lot of passion from all the administrators in this system...and it definitely invigorated me.
And I guess there's probably a third favorite moment, or rather moments, to the week I spent in Asheville. The second day we arrived, it snowed just about all day. But the snow didn't stick, it was just sort of floating around us as we walked from school to office or vice versa. There is nothing I love more than a bit of snow. I almost felt as if I was walking in A Christmas Carol in March.
So, I've decided I will definitely apply to that school system when the time comes, but it won't be my only option.
But it's been a horridly long day... that won't be ending until the early morning hours for me, but I don't have to work tomorrow night, so I can check out Ash at the Cradle and relax a bit, because it is Spring Break.!!
P.S. Super sad note: Haven't received Federal Tax Refund, so our trip to Boston is CANCELLED, until money can be saved at a later date. :( Such is life. As we know, Boston isn't going anywhere... so we'll get there someday. |
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| 02:15am 27/02/2005 |
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things that were awesome today:
*hanging out with Fellows at a more interesting Regarding Race conference. (i.e Dani, Liz, Meredith, Brian, and Nick totally make mostly wasted days fun)
*going to the Dirty South Improv Festival! !!!! Where Lauren was forced to make out with raw meat in front of her parents!!!! :) And on that note, got to see Charlie, whom I haven't seen in a super long time. :)
* the EP release party at Local 506 for Bellefea. Awesome. Desark, also amazing.
* Well, and before that, the peanut butter and crackers Alicia had handy. MHHHHHMMMM.
* And then, after that, realizing how awesome Jon Mackey is. He's a good friend to have... because he lets me stand in front of him during shows.
* and finally, going to the store to get some Vicks 44 for a horrid scratchy cough.
And to end the post, so I can sleep...
what will be most awesome about tomorrow:
*Going on a "photography" roadtrip with Tyler in the early am. that totally deserves a post on its own. :)
and one more... "Awesome!"
* Blonde Redhead! (where a certain irish man might break out in a jig) |
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| 04:37am 20/02/2005 |
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tonight i had a blast bowling and playing imaginiff.(the game that is best with our own made up rules) and even though i came in last both games, it was still fun to dance and shake it like a polaroid with a few good friends.
what was most interesting was the boy at the snack bar who asked me to purchase alcohol for him. he was like, don't you remember what it was like to be a teenager?
wow. way to make me feel old.
and i might say that i still feel like i am a teenager (some ways more than others). and while i got some free fries out of the deal, i did not contribute to his delinquency and snuck out before he could notice i had left. :)
and on another note, erica said that if she were any 60's movie, it would be psycho. i said the sound of music. (out of the choices), i believe i was correct.she doesn't murder people and disguise herself as a woman. she is more the sing-songy joyous gal tralabanting about on a hill. who else concurs?
and with that, i'm going to get back to not "putting baby in a corner". |
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| 09:56am 17/02/2005 |
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mood: chipper music: Madonna music to remember
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I think I must say that it is awesome to work in the early am when it is quite slow... because I am then done with work for the day, receive free beverages for the those hard early morning hours, it makes me up and at em' for class, and it puts me in a better mood. So, yeah.
And now, before the afternoon, I am sitting in Starbucks getting some work done for tomorrow and drinking a london fog (yummy). For me, that is absolutely fabulous. ;)
and as i am getting stuff done and just wanted to post that little note, i will part. for now. |
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| 04:56pm 16/02/2005 |
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yeah. last night i finished some work for class and went to bed at 11:30.
Woke up today at around 3:30pm. found out erica didn't go to class either.
yeah, that's worthy of posting. |
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| 10:01pm 15/02/2005 |
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Today was a seriously long day. I did however accomplish quite a bit.
I wrote a poem for class.
I went to class.
I went home, made pasta, ate pasta, and cleaned house.
I went to Starbucks to read.
I read.
I enjoyed spending time with Danni before heading to a Teaching Fellows meeting.
In which afterwards, we ran across several parts of Franklin St. screaming as if we'd just discovered that our boyfriends heads were decapitated. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. If only there was a boyfriend to discover decapitated. However, we would all be awesome in scary movies.
And then after that, we checked out Community Bike at the Skylight. And it was probably my favorite and the funniest show I've ever witnessed. Lauren rocks as "Sarge". :)
And now, since air hockey plans fizzled, I must continue reading. Alas, Uncle Tom's Cabin calls. (which is probably is more boring than Moby Dick because you don't have to think while reading it--Stowe throws all of her themes right in your face.) And maybe that isn't a bad thing, but only for those who don't like brain stimulation. |
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| 09:58am 15/02/2005 |
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this places my feelings a bit.
What I remember of you.
Only the moon and I was crying.
I cried until the hum of the engine
lulled me to sleep and stirred next
at our destination, some fast food place,
the place where we met you.
Fast forward or rewind, I’m not sure which
and we’re sitting on the greens watching
you take your swings. Bored, we explored
the clubhouse. Inside, the fake paneling
created night, except for the one lamp
illuminating a neglected pool table.
Hung towering above us were animals
that almost made me believe I was wearing
ruby slippers and skipping along in Oz.
We managed to tiptoe curling irons from
forbidden places. Our giggles were louder
than we thought and broke the glow
of the screen. Tears came from the pain,
I should have seen the iron still on the floor
but perhaps you felt the stinging too.
A throbbing foot covered with a wet washcloth;
I sat quiet forever watching football with
you.
You drove this time and I cried again.
Only this time it was for leaving you.
I think it was bright when we arrived
and bright when home returned to my sight.
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| 02:52am 15/02/2005 |
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so, i just got back from shannon's... and felt the need to post that Indiana Jones is a lot creepier than I remember (the temple of doom that is).
but it was nice to meet a bunch of friends after a long night at work on V-Day. And more so when you've had a few. Few woodchucks. :)
However, coming home to sleep, write, and drink alone, not as fun.
but back to poetry... |
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| 03:57pm 14/02/2005 |
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I thought I'd post because it is indeed V-Day. Not D-day, mind you. :)
Good things about today:
1. Lunch with Tyler (Subway is now toasting because Quiznos is better)
- Tyler definitely makes me feel a bit better about life. She is awesome and even offers to go with me and find counseling! Gosh exclamations are so easily overused.
2. Erica made me a V-day mix including Magnetic Fields (subject title) and Kitty by The Presidents of the United States of America. Awesome.
3. Working this evening. It will keep my mind off more important matters.
4. I have an idea for my poem tomorrow, i just don't know how to put it into words. (hey. it is a start)
5. nap. (hopefully)
6. who went to class today? heather. watch out.
Really bad things about today...
1. The test that I thought I couldn't get worse than a C (in fact thought I did better)... yeah well that turned out to be a big ugly D. And scrawled on the blue book near my unsightly grade,in that horrendous red, (i love seeing red. not.)..."see me in my office hours about your progress." slightly upsetting is an understatement.
things i need to get out and do:
1.buy a flash for my awesome camera
2. take a road trip and try out my eye for new photos.
3. finish "upholstering" our sofa
4. finish the projects i've started in my room. (or at least bought the materials for)
5. write in my journal more (not this public one)
and most recently, the most enjoyment of my days comes from hanging out at shannon's--drinking and playing random board games made into drinking games. wait, i already said the drinking part. :)
i also recently have really enjoyed driving in my car alone. it may not clear my head entirely, but it does just enough for sanity's purposes.
And as I just want to make this post longer, I'm going to put up a very rough poem and see if anyone has ideas for the next revision.
I want to write my own map
Leaving a room littered with tabs and caps,
we stroll to the BP at the hour homeless huddle
the doors for warmth, talking depression, unused maps,
and friends we can’t make. Chip varieties are
fluorescently illuminated in my arms—I then walk
out of that night doting on my dreams traveling afar.
Four aluminum space shuttles whiz on like camping flares
as I smudge red grains at the edge of yellow lines.
My shot—so I stick my thumb into the wet air.
Time drizzles and another silver home peaks on the hill,
and slows at the sight of my universal signal.
I meetmy driver--
jeweled acrylic nails drumming on the wheel,
siren red lips drawn outside lip lines and gold dread
extensions, each ending with a wooden bead. A grayed
beagle raises his brows in sleep beside her kitten heel,
her lacquered toes peeking out on the ridges of the pedal.
“Take a seat, hon. This isn’t one of those lazy
Sundays spent sipping lemonade and baking pies.”
The engine guts—all I can stare at is the glue
hardened around her false eyes, smile,
and look out at the soon to be wet, never blue,
horizon. (I take these chances only in sleep).
I particularly don't care for the title... and the traveling afar line in the first stanza... it is a rhymed poem, but that rhyme seems a little forced. Any suggestions would be extremely appreciated.
and i end with, i wish i had someone to cuddle with. valentine's day is a worthless day created to make too much money. hey, it's the truth. |
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| 03:24pm 31/01/2005 |
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so, apparently i should start dating random people i meet on the street, as opposed to internet pervs, especially when they offer free food!. :) i say this because, today, whilst walking to my car with alicia, lisa, and lauren, a city bank employee, who was handing out free food flyers to the pita pit, applauded the fact that i was short. and in doing so, he found out i was a twin, as was he. very interesting. an odd occurrence worthy of posting at least.
tonight, bright eyes in raleigh... and dinner with three amazing people-- tyler, shannon, and of course, my better half. ;)
so, this weekend erica and i went to fayetteville briefly to celebrate my lil sis's b-day, 12th b-day to be more specific. she is getting so big! and picky. we spent a lot of sunday trying to get her to settle on new bedding and ended up with a bunch of pillows and no comforter. nothing suited her well enough. but, this weekend, i must say, reminded me that i have awesome parents.
so, i returned home rather late last night and attempted reading moby dick (blegh, in as good a way as possible). i ended up getting some work done, and with a little productivity meandered to my couch to watch wonder boys and drink the opened hornsby's we were too tired to drink saturday evening.
speaking of saturday evening, kali came up this weekend with the cutest kitty, gizmo. we had great fun eating lots of food and doing minimal, but fun, shopping.
and as i have more moby dick reading to conquer, i will end this post.
and for some reason, my language seems inherently choppy. and comma-happy. |
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| 02:35pm 24/01/2005 |
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mood: chipper music: lauren's computer
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So, lauren, alicia, and i are sitting in my living room, all chatting via livejournal and laughing our arses off because of how unbelievably nerdy we obviously are.
because i haven't posted in such a long time, i will give a run down of how things have been going as of late.
most importantly, leites has given me a new name, that of party girl. which he says i shouldn't take in a bad way, because it isn't in that slutty way, but in that i'm meeting people way. and i guess this new name stems from my good nights at Lindas, under the careful supervision of the great bartender mary butterton. mary is a fellow starbucks slave that i wish wasn't going away to chicago next year, but i will definitely come and visit. ;)
and besides work and doing really well on my french quiz today (i think), we've made trivial pursuit nights at shannon's a regular occurrence and an occurrence i really enjoy. i feel this is the semester where i actually have friends. yay for me. :)
and apparently i like getting noodz on the internet... or something similar. don't make fun of me guys. ;)
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| 10:56pm 17/01/2005 |
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mood: chipper music: rufus wainwright
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so i'm posting to say that i'm headed to see The Cities at the Local 506. woot.
and after spending the last two hours narrowing down a rather large stack of poetry books to two poems (to bring into 34P tomorrow as an exemplary poem), i'm tired out of reading poetry.
and to sum things up... trivial pursuit nights at shannons are awesome. they are making my life much more interesting... in all realms.
and because i feel like saying it.... alicia rules. it is only at her house that watching the golden globes can be fun. and because it needs to be said... only guys that are extreme idiots and assholes treat her badly. yeah.
:)
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