so i'm a cat by day... delta nu girl by night (seen legally blonde?) :) fun stuff -- the ian's and co. carved several, and by several, i think it was like 8... pumpkins lastnight - each one more intricate than the last- very cool, and we also spun cobwebs about the place with lights and all kinds of stuff :)
my favorite part about my costume? the pink boa, hands down.
ps: we're trying to get cleo to wear a skirt and tiara - if she'll keep it on for long enough...
pps: cleo's a french bulldog, not a friend of mine who won't keep her clothes on.
Friday, October 31, 2003
Thursday, October 30, 2003
st. hallow's eve eve
hmm... post your favorite/most original halloween costume over the years - i think mine has been either the bunch of grapes or dead prom date.. toss up.
joey- can't do ice cream today :( work, then straight to christiansburg for last minute halloween prep, then straight to class from there- maybe this weekend?
"do the thing you think you cannot do" from my calendar this month... eleanor roosevelt (who in my humble opinion had a lot of great things to say)
noteable: cassie made extremely tasty chili lastnight, which of course we ate frito pie style, the only way to eat chili.
also noteable: the ian's are throwing the halloween party to beat all halloween parties, so if you live in blacksburg (or feel like coming to blacksburg), feel free to join us (previous knowledge of the ian's not required, e-mail me for further instruction)
joey- can't do ice cream today :( work, then straight to christiansburg for last minute halloween prep, then straight to class from there- maybe this weekend?
"do the thing you think you cannot do" from my calendar this month... eleanor roosevelt (who in my humble opinion had a lot of great things to say)
noteable: cassie made extremely tasty chili lastnight, which of course we ate frito pie style, the only way to eat chili.
also noteable: the ian's are throwing the halloween party to beat all halloween parties, so if you live in blacksburg (or feel like coming to blacksburg), feel free to join us (previous knowledge of the ian's not required, e-mail me for further instruction)
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
another oldie (is that how you spell oldie?)
so in light of the new darkness... no pun intended - tee hee :) a poem from a few years back about sunsets (or lack thereof)
The Sun Sets on the Gulf of Mexico (And I Forget to Watch)
He asks how long I think it will take the sun to disappear
after it touches the water. Thinking of a movie I saw once
where the sun seemed to disappear almost instantaneously,
I tell him thirty seconds.
“No,” he says. “It takes three minutes.”
Silence lapses between us as fiery light falls
on black water between the breaks of the waves.
He is talking but I am thinking of what to say
next. My gaze is on the water. I hear him
pause, so I smile in what I hope is a valid response,
turn back to the sun on the water.
I forget to pay attention to his watch.
Instead I watch the water until the light fades,
fascinated by the way the sunlight
is carried back to us from the horizon,
dancing along the blackness.
Remembering the sun,
I ask him, “Is it really three minutes?”
“I don’t know,” he says. “Something like that.”
The Sun Sets on the Gulf of Mexico (And I Forget to Watch)
He asks how long I think it will take the sun to disappear
after it touches the water. Thinking of a movie I saw once
where the sun seemed to disappear almost instantaneously,
I tell him thirty seconds.
“No,” he says. “It takes three minutes.”
Silence lapses between us as fiery light falls
on black water between the breaks of the waves.
He is talking but I am thinking of what to say
next. My gaze is on the water. I hear him
pause, so I smile in what I hope is a valid response,
turn back to the sun on the water.
I forget to pay attention to his watch.
Instead I watch the water until the light fades,
fascinated by the way the sunlight
is carried back to us from the horizon,
dancing along the blackness.
Remembering the sun,
I ask him, “Is it really three minutes?”
“I don’t know,” he says. “Something like that.”
i remembered!
just for the record, october 28th is my freshman roommate's ex-boyfriend's birthday -- that's what it was.
and stop with the arizona-virginia competition already- they are both incredibly wonderful places to live - if not complete opposites :)
lots of work to do - and i'm hungry! (irrelavant? maybe) and i might kill a co-worker or two today - maybe even olphin since i've already thrown several things at him today.. it's a war zone in here!
happy wednesday! :) the day before the day before friday...
and stop with the arizona-virginia competition already- they are both incredibly wonderful places to live - if not complete opposites :)
lots of work to do - and i'm hungry! (irrelavant? maybe) and i might kill a co-worker or two today - maybe even olphin since i've already thrown several things at him today.. it's a war zone in here!
happy wednesday! :) the day before the day before friday...
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
october 28th sounds familiar...
as if i should remember that date for some reason, but i don't-- so if you know what i've forgotten, tell me!
i had a wonderful extended weekend, spent lots of time driving around on the blue ridge and skyline parkways :) we got to see luray caverns, which was really cool :) would have been so incredible to be the first people to discover it (by candlelight and lanterns, no less!)
my mom goes home today though :( -- back to the 100 degree az weather - amid discussions of traffic and crime, wonder if maybe phoenix isn't the place i go back to - just a thought.
it's suddenly cold here, ice on my windshield this morning- or thick frost, whatever - and since the time switch, it's like INSTANT winter, dark after work - but this year, i have last year's good memories, so i'm looking forward to winter :)
i'm the proud new owner of "life for rent" dido's latest- which so far, i love.
"tomorrow's back to work and down to sanity
should run a bath and then clear up the mess i made before i left here
try to remind myself that i was happy here before i knew that i could get
on a plane and fly away
from the road where the cars never stop going through the night
to a life where i can watch the sun set and take my time, take all our time"
-dido, sand in my shoes
i had a wonderful extended weekend, spent lots of time driving around on the blue ridge and skyline parkways :) we got to see luray caverns, which was really cool :) would have been so incredible to be the first people to discover it (by candlelight and lanterns, no less!)
my mom goes home today though :( -- back to the 100 degree az weather - amid discussions of traffic and crime, wonder if maybe phoenix isn't the place i go back to - just a thought.
it's suddenly cold here, ice on my windshield this morning- or thick frost, whatever - and since the time switch, it's like INSTANT winter, dark after work - but this year, i have last year's good memories, so i'm looking forward to winter :)
i'm the proud new owner of "life for rent" dido's latest- which so far, i love.
"tomorrow's back to work and down to sanity
should run a bath and then clear up the mess i made before i left here
try to remind myself that i was happy here before i knew that i could get
on a plane and fly away
from the road where the cars never stop going through the night
to a life where i can watch the sun set and take my time, take all our time"
-dido, sand in my shoes
Friday, October 24, 2003
toes go in first
HAPPY BIRTHDAY RYAN! :) (note the caps, this is important enough for caps, and on this blog, that's saying a lot)
ah friday- only 3.5 more hours here at work and then i'm off on monday! yay! it's funny to actually think of it as counting the hours though, 'cause i usually don't - mostly i don't have enough time work, but that's another subject.
you know what i just realized? my "out loud" language just collided with my written language when i tried to type out: "a whole nother" and realized that in no way is "nother" a word - yet i do it all the time in speech - weird.
i'm pretty sure i did well on my midterm, but time and mostly grading will tell --
today, lots of group meetings and whatnot, and then i get to go pick up my mom! :) we're touring the blue ridge and skyline parkways on sunday and monday :) fun stuff --
ps: cleo had a bath lastnight and this morning i spritzed her with pearberry body splash, so she's all primped and ready for her grandma - and tomorrow's her birthday!
ah friday- only 3.5 more hours here at work and then i'm off on monday! yay! it's funny to actually think of it as counting the hours though, 'cause i usually don't - mostly i don't have enough time work, but that's another subject.
you know what i just realized? my "out loud" language just collided with my written language when i tried to type out: "a whole nother" and realized that in no way is "nother" a word - yet i do it all the time in speech - weird.
i'm pretty sure i did well on my midterm, but time and mostly grading will tell --
today, lots of group meetings and whatnot, and then i get to go pick up my mom! :) we're touring the blue ridge and skyline parkways on sunday and monday :) fun stuff --
ps: cleo had a bath lastnight and this morning i spritzed her with pearberry body splash, so she's all primped and ready for her grandma - and tomorrow's her birthday!
Thursday, October 23, 2003
The God Who Loves You - by Carl Dennis
It must be troubling for the god who loves you
To ponder how much happier you'd be today
Had you been able to glimpse your many futures.
It must be painful for him to watch you on Friday evenings
Driving home from the office, content with your week—
Three fine houses sold to deserving families—
Knowing as he does exactly what would have happened
Had you gone to your second choice for college,
Knowing the roommate you'd have been allotted
Whose ardent opinions on painting and music
Would have kindled in you a lifelong passion.
A life thirty points above the life you're living
On any scale of satisfaction. And every point
A thorn in the side of the god who loves you.
You don't want that, a large-souled man like you
Who tries to withhold from your wife the day's disappointments
So she can save her empathy for the children.
And would you want this god to compare your wife
With the woman you were destined to meet on the other campus?
It hurts you to think of him ranking the conversation
You'd have enjoyed over there higher in insight
Than the conversation you're used to.
And think how this loving god would feel
Knowing that the man next in line for your wife
Would have pleased her more than you ever will
Even on your best days, when you really try.
Can you sleep at night believing a god like that
Is pacing his cloudy bedroom, harassed by alternatives
You're spared by ignorance? The difference between what is
And what could have been will remain alive for him
Even after you cease existing, after you catch a chill
Running out in the snow for the morning paper,
Losing eleven years that the god who loves you
Will feel compelled to imagine scene by scene
Unless you come to the rescue by imagining him
No wiser than you are, no god at all, only a friend
No closer than the actual friend you made at college,
The one you haven't written in months. Sit down tonight
And write him about the life you can talk about
With a claim to authority, the life you've witnessed,
Which for all you know is the life you've chosen.
To ponder how much happier you'd be today
Had you been able to glimpse your many futures.
It must be painful for him to watch you on Friday evenings
Driving home from the office, content with your week—
Three fine houses sold to deserving families—
Knowing as he does exactly what would have happened
Had you gone to your second choice for college,
Knowing the roommate you'd have been allotted
Whose ardent opinions on painting and music
Would have kindled in you a lifelong passion.
A life thirty points above the life you're living
On any scale of satisfaction. And every point
A thorn in the side of the god who loves you.
You don't want that, a large-souled man like you
Who tries to withhold from your wife the day's disappointments
So she can save her empathy for the children.
And would you want this god to compare your wife
With the woman you were destined to meet on the other campus?
It hurts you to think of him ranking the conversation
You'd have enjoyed over there higher in insight
Than the conversation you're used to.
And think how this loving god would feel
Knowing that the man next in line for your wife
Would have pleased her more than you ever will
Even on your best days, when you really try.
Can you sleep at night believing a god like that
Is pacing his cloudy bedroom, harassed by alternatives
You're spared by ignorance? The difference between what is
And what could have been will remain alive for him
Even after you cease existing, after you catch a chill
Running out in the snow for the morning paper,
Losing eleven years that the god who loves you
Will feel compelled to imagine scene by scene
Unless you come to the rescue by imagining him
No wiser than you are, no god at all, only a friend
No closer than the actual friend you made at college,
The one you haven't written in months. Sit down tonight
And write him about the life you can talk about
With a claim to authority, the life you've witnessed,
Which for all you know is the life you've chosen.
Tuesday, October 21, 2003
from the archives....
this one's from awhile back, but as i've been away from arizona for some time now, it's appropriate ;)
Most of All, Your Skies
Arizona, I feel you calling me
deep inside late nights when I am almost asleep,
I feel your breath through the window
-a raspy dust-filled breeze-
drift across my cheek
and whisper past my ear.
Arizona, I sleep fitfully and wake from dreams of you
only to feel the loss of your landscapes,
a saguaro cactus silhouetted against your twilight,
your mountains basking in strands of sun,
the intoxicating scent of orange blossoms in spring,
the way palm fronds thrash in a summer monsoon,
but most of all, your skies. There are so many.
Evening skies filled with dust illuminated in color
by the fading sun. Skies filled with clouds
that missed black by mere shades, rolling overhead
across cerulean on late summer afternoons.
They all drift about me as your breath does-
pulling me into the only place where I can find you.
Most of All, Your Skies
Arizona, I feel you calling me
deep inside late nights when I am almost asleep,
I feel your breath through the window
-a raspy dust-filled breeze-
drift across my cheek
and whisper past my ear.
Arizona, I sleep fitfully and wake from dreams of you
only to feel the loss of your landscapes,
a saguaro cactus silhouetted against your twilight,
your mountains basking in strands of sun,
the intoxicating scent of orange blossoms in spring,
the way palm fronds thrash in a summer monsoon,
but most of all, your skies. There are so many.
Evening skies filled with dust illuminated in color
by the fading sun. Skies filled with clouds
that missed black by mere shades, rolling overhead
across cerulean on late summer afternoons.
They all drift about me as your breath does-
pulling me into the only place where I can find you.
pointless post
apparently some of us are bored with the pumpkin ice cream subject - so i'll move on (for now). let's discuss... how to safeguard yourself and your belongings while traveling. no just kidding, that's the subject of my daily survival calendar today, i don't really want to discuss it. but it's too late now, we're discussing it. or at least i am, that's not to say "we" as in me and the mouse in my pocket.
...moving on...i need some halloween costume ideas - the prevailing so far is that 4 of us girls are dressing as each of the 4 seasons - i think i'll be autumn - but we're still trying to come up with something better :)
...moving on...i need some halloween costume ideas - the prevailing so far is that 4 of us girls are dressing as each of the 4 seasons - i think i'll be autumn - but we're still trying to come up with something better :)
Monday, October 20, 2003
pumpkin ice cream!
guess what's in my freezer? that's right! if you didn't guess from the title, it's a quart of pumpkin ice cream - i haven't even tasted it yet, i'm waiting until cassie's home so we can enjoy it together- am i a great sister or what?
good intentions
so this morning, i've taken back control of my desk and my inbox, and created a new weekly schedule for myself, down to when i'll pay bills and (hopefully) go to the gym. let's see if i stick to it, i have good intentions at least! i got to work a 6:30 am this morning- how great is that? cleo and i dragged ourselves out of bed early this morning (cleo got a new bone yesterday, life is good for her too).
exciting stuff for the week: sarah's at her interview as we speak- hopefully it's going wonderfully (i'm sure it is), a friend of mine got engaged this weekend, my mom will be here on friday, and my midterms are this week! (that's exciting because they'll soon be over...)
and the question for the day/week is: "if you wrote a book about your life (or someone else wrote it, whatever) what would the title be?"
exciting stuff for the week: sarah's at her interview as we speak- hopefully it's going wonderfully (i'm sure it is), a friend of mine got engaged this weekend, my mom will be here on friday, and my midterms are this week! (that's exciting because they'll soon be over...)
and the question for the day/week is: "if you wrote a book about your life (or someone else wrote it, whatever) what would the title be?"
Sunday, October 19, 2003
unexpected outcome
so, i had plans tonight to study with ryan at easy chair, but we ended up at the math emporium right next door. i've never been, and from the stories i've heard, i always envisioned rows of computers (elbow to elbow) in a dismally lit room with a low ceiling. instead, i find a huge room with a decently high ceiling, full of big roomy desks organized in little workgroup circles - and here's the best part, the computers are beautiful brand spanking new imac's :) so i'm happy - but, obviously, not doing work... so i'll go do that now -
Friday, October 17, 2003
pumpkin ice cream....
so- joey and i went to the ice cream crank today - and NO pumpkin ice cream! they sold out! she said they've been selling a gallon a day - anyway, they'll have more tomorrow. in light of the ice cream situation, i'm posting a poem from a few years back- quite relevant ;) especially if there's no pumpkin ice cream to be had...
Chocolate and Cherry Summer
It felt as if we spent that summer standing
in the frozen food section of Grand Union,
relishing the icy rush of air
when one of us chose a flavor- reached inside
to grasp the cardboard pint, ice crystals
melting almost instantly underneath our fingertips.
The rest chose quickly, I always struggled to choose. Agony,
almost. Cherry Garcia was guaranteed to be
delicious, but what if the new Apple Crumble
was better? I’d stand for what felt like hours, grasping
my plastic spoon from the deli. Open the door-
close it. Open, reach – let it close again, feeling
the frozen air mingle with the warmth
around me- and fade.
They’d all be gone by then. Some from frozen foods
to the cashier, others already outside at the picnic
table on the side of the store. In desperation,
I’d reach for Cherry Garcia, the taste
of chocolate and cherries already
on my tongue, settled into a lack
of originality but contentment
in the certain.
Chocolate and Cherry Summer
It felt as if we spent that summer standing
in the frozen food section of Grand Union,
relishing the icy rush of air
when one of us chose a flavor- reached inside
to grasp the cardboard pint, ice crystals
melting almost instantly underneath our fingertips.
The rest chose quickly, I always struggled to choose. Agony,
almost. Cherry Garcia was guaranteed to be
delicious, but what if the new Apple Crumble
was better? I’d stand for what felt like hours, grasping
my plastic spoon from the deli. Open the door-
close it. Open, reach – let it close again, feeling
the frozen air mingle with the warmth
around me- and fade.
They’d all be gone by then. Some from frozen foods
to the cashier, others already outside at the picnic
table on the side of the store. In desperation,
I’d reach for Cherry Garcia, the taste
of chocolate and cherries already
on my tongue, settled into a lack
of originality but contentment
in the certain.
Thursday, October 16, 2003
on logic...
it's not that i'm not a logical person, in fact - more than 40 hours a week or so, all i do is make logical decisions. it's just that (engineers, stop reading here) i find logic really boring! i'd rather spend my time thinking about aspects of the world that have no right answers. so hopefully that will dispel any future discussions about my lack of logic, or need for logic, or anything of the sort.
i wonder what a public forum on former relationships of mine would be like... oh wait, that's what this has become. thanks so much joe for that. although, in the future, you may want to think ahead and post it on your website instead of mine, you'd have a bit more people to back you up. for the record, i don't think you're a stalker, etc. as for my response, it will be in an e-mail. to you. in the future, keep any future discussions of our relationship to e-mail please (my e-mail has not changed), feel free to post what you had for breakfast or your good deed for the day, etc.
can't you people have a heated discussion about something like poetry? it's a good thing i have no deep dark secrets or i suspect i might someday see them posted here as well :)
ANYWAY- my 3 hour class is this evening (blah!) so i think i'll stay at work to finish my homework since i've still got two problems to do- at least i think it's only two...
and sarah will be here this weekend to interview with volvo! so wish her good luck - or ... if you don't know her... think good thoughts about a girl you don't know who might move here if her interview goes well :)
i wonder what a public forum on former relationships of mine would be like... oh wait, that's what this has become. thanks so much joe for that. although, in the future, you may want to think ahead and post it on your website instead of mine, you'd have a bit more people to back you up. for the record, i don't think you're a stalker, etc. as for my response, it will be in an e-mail. to you. in the future, keep any future discussions of our relationship to e-mail please (my e-mail has not changed), feel free to post what you had for breakfast or your good deed for the day, etc.
can't you people have a heated discussion about something like poetry? it's a good thing i have no deep dark secrets or i suspect i might someday see them posted here as well :)
ANYWAY- my 3 hour class is this evening (blah!) so i think i'll stay at work to finish my homework since i've still got two problems to do- at least i think it's only two...
and sarah will be here this weekend to interview with volvo! so wish her good luck - or ... if you don't know her... think good thoughts about a girl you don't know who might move here if her interview goes well :)
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
is it friday yet?
today = craziness :) but it's also been fun buzzing about since most things are turning out well, it's just that there are so many things, that's all. project due today... take home exam today...and then sarah will be here this weekend! yipee!
it's been "blustery" lately to quote winnie the pooh, another aspect of fall that i much enjoy- windy and cloudy and all around the type of place you would set a mystery.
joey- when are we having ice cream? next week is good for me :) or friday afternoon - are you still playing frisbee?
how is it time to leave work already? i started typing this post before lunch i think.. ah well, here it is in all it's posting glory...
"i would explain, but then you would understand my explanation, not what i said." - j. richardson (again)
it's been "blustery" lately to quote winnie the pooh, another aspect of fall that i much enjoy- windy and cloudy and all around the type of place you would set a mystery.
joey- when are we having ice cream? next week is good for me :) or friday afternoon - are you still playing frisbee?
how is it time to leave work already? i started typing this post before lunch i think.. ah well, here it is in all it's posting glory...
"i would explain, but then you would understand my explanation, not what i said." - j. richardson (again)
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
something profound...
or at least, i feel like i should say something profound since my posts of late have been basic journaling - so i'll post some james richardson "aphorisms" --
"There are silences harder to take back than words."
"Our lives get complicated because complexity is so much simpler than simplicity."
"Who breaks the thread, the one who pulls, the one who holds on?"
"Pessimists live in fear of their hope, optimists in fear of their fear."
okay, that's enough profoundness for one day - it's tuesday.. which means it's the day before the day before FRIDAY!
"There are silences harder to take back than words."
"Our lives get complicated because complexity is so much simpler than simplicity."
"Who breaks the thread, the one who pulls, the one who holds on?"
"Pessimists live in fear of their hope, optimists in fear of their fear."
okay, that's enough profoundness for one day - it's tuesday.. which means it's the day before the day before FRIDAY!
Monday, October 13, 2003
public apology
this is my official apology to ryan for not coming to visit him lastnight...at midnight... :) and tell him all about my trip - which i will do, this evening, if he lets me. that better ryan?
back to the daily grind...
...and i'm not talking about the blacksburg coffee shop. i had a great albeit very full weekend :) amanda and ben are happily married, i was able to catch up with the purdue crowd (thanks for housing me jas) :) and my stepdad loves my dog (as i knew he would). yesterday in d.c. we did a bit of a random sampling, including ford theatre, american history smithsonian, the white house, and a coffee shop that serves s'mores (thanks to ryan's suggestion).
and most importantly, this weekend, i discovered (drum roll please).... IKEA! that's right, i'd never been, and it's what my life's been missing! a factory size showroom of stylish furniture and accessories - my every dream come true...(i'll end this shallow post here).
and most importantly, this weekend, i discovered (drum roll please).... IKEA! that's right, i'd never been, and it's what my life's been missing! a factory size showroom of stylish furniture and accessories - my every dream come true...(i'll end this shallow post here).
Thursday, October 9, 2003
greetings from indiana!
well i'm here! -- i think the "why i'm an engineer and not an english major" post will wait until next week-- long convoluted story - well, not long.. but maybe convoluted. i'm currently typing from jason's laptop, we're re-bonding since i've been lax at keeping in touch lately... apology to all for that actually - if it's any indication, i went a week without talking to my mom! (used to be at least twice daily) -- so, interviewing tomorrow, and more importantly, will be able to drink coffee from none other than vienna espresso tomorrow (my second home in college)-- okay, back to re-bonding, have a great weekend!
Tuesday, October 7, 2003
lost blog...
so i was sitting it 1312's living room typing on ted's laptop and i lost the entire thing! and it was long too! ah well, to cover the basics:
-thought it was funny cause ted thinks the whole blogging thing is weird to begin with
-just took part in eating an x-large veggie pizza +pepperoni (also funny to me)
-ryan contributed the survey question "would you rather be attacked by a lion in a prarie or a shark in the ocean?" please make his day and contribute your opinions -- but don't tell him how much money it would take for you to kill my dog, because he wants to know that too.
exciting news also included in lost blog (each with punctual "yay!")
-sarah (roomie from college) is interviewing with a company in the area and could be moving here! yay!
-good friends of mine getting married in baltimore this weekend :) yay!
-going to purdue to interview and recruit more boilermakers to southwest virginia on friday :) yay!
-my stepdad will also be in baltimore this weekend, so ian, my sister, and i will be exploring d.c. with him :) yay!
okay, that's a recap... it was written so much more eloquently before though, i promise!
-thought it was funny cause ted thinks the whole blogging thing is weird to begin with
-just took part in eating an x-large veggie pizza +pepperoni (also funny to me)
-ryan contributed the survey question "would you rather be attacked by a lion in a prarie or a shark in the ocean?" please make his day and contribute your opinions -- but don't tell him how much money it would take for you to kill my dog, because he wants to know that too.
exciting news also included in lost blog (each with punctual "yay!")
-sarah (roomie from college) is interviewing with a company in the area and could be moving here! yay!
-good friends of mine getting married in baltimore this weekend :) yay!
-going to purdue to interview and recruit more boilermakers to southwest virginia on friday :) yay!
-my stepdad will also be in baltimore this weekend, so ian, my sister, and i will be exploring d.c. with him :) yay!
okay, that's a recap... it was written so much more eloquently before though, i promise!
Monday, October 6, 2003
yawn ...
still dragging around on this monday morning -- but it's tweedle's birthday today -- so that's happy :) seems like everytime i go into a weekend, i have all these plans and things i need to get done, and usually get like 30% of them done. i need to get better at that -- joey, maybe you can give me some scheduling advice :) ha ha - or maybe it's the discipline piece i'm missing... speaking of discipline, i'd better get back to work!
Saturday, October 4, 2003
palm reading
so this was a while ago, at steppin' out in august actually, but i had my palm read - it was funny. she told me i was a good person, that i liked to help people, blah blah blah -- who would argue with that? i can't imagine someone responding "actually, that's not quite true. i'm a bad person, and i hate people" -- but anyway, it was worth the novelty of actually doing it i suppose :) has anyone else ever had their fortune told or palm read? i'd like to hear some mystical story about how some prediction came true or something :)
well, it's saturday and i'm at work, so i suppose i should actually get some done!
when she read my palm, she looked
into my eyes and told me things i could
have easily told her about myself. shouldn’t
she have been looking at my palm? still, i nodded
silently and smiled at all the right
pauses while she weaved my life into death
with love and everything in between.
well, it's saturday and i'm at work, so i suppose i should actually get some done!
when she read my palm, she looked
into my eyes and told me things i could
have easily told her about myself. shouldn’t
she have been looking at my palm? still, i nodded
silently and smiled at all the right
pauses while she weaved my life into death
with love and everything in between.
Friday, October 3, 2003
ah, friday
it's a beautiful friday - work, and class, and past due homework! nice though, to be able to have some time to spend on it this afternoon. i was thinking today how funny it is that a year ago, i had nothing but time on my hands - and knew maybe 1 or 2 people in blacksburg -- actually, that's kind of what that poem... i can't remember the title at the moment -- but it was about how simple life was -- and there was something very pure and real about that -- but at the same time, while most people describe simple as a good thing, i was incredibly bored! i'm much happier now even though i'm typically racing around trying to get everything done in time.
just pre-weekend thoughts i guess- :) back to homework!
ps: for those of you blacksburg residents - "libra extravaganda" is this weekend at the ian's place :) saturday night!
just pre-weekend thoughts i guess- :) back to homework!
ps: for those of you blacksburg residents - "libra extravaganda" is this weekend at the ian's place :) saturday night!
Thursday, October 2, 2003
frantic thursday
not to be confused with manic monday.. i'm on vacation today -- but not for vacating reasons -- i took mike to the airport this morning and am now frantically finishing off homework for tonight's class --
thanks to all for a wonderful birthday (both sparkling conversation, and gifts - what more could a girl ask for?) :)
here's the "twenty" poem as promised:
In Anticipation of My Twentieth Birthday
Twenty. Something smooth about the way it slides off my tongue.
Not like nineteen.
nineteen sounds almost already forgotten,
Was it just last year that nineteen seemed new?
Now it tastes stale in my mouth,
and i can’t help but scrunch my nose
as the last syllable squeaks out-
The same one that has cursed me
since I left twelve:
High school football games on Friday nights
cheering ecstatically as we watched the scoreboard reflect
the first homecoming win in ten years. After school
tennis games, into bed every school night by eleven.
Shopping with mom on the weekends for squeaky new
sneakers and that perfect dress for prom, coming home
after midnight curfew was practically sacrilegious-
Sunday night family dinners- ten problems due in math
tomorrow, an essay this week for English,
and we thought it was a lot. Those mornings when breakfast
at IHOP was more important than first hour
and pancakes had never tasted so good.
It all hangs on to nineteen, hovering
inside that last syllable.
But Twenty…
Twenty tastes like chai in a new apartment,
that first night we spent on the balcony-
four girls with their first taste of real freedom.
Twenty says I am in college- and have failed
more tests than I ever thought possible.
Twenty has never been afraid of the dark.
Twenty has never come in before curfew.
Twenty speaks of sophistication-
silk shirts paired with expensive skirts.
Twenty stands its ground
without seeming stubborn.
Ends one age and starts another,
dangling years like charms from a bracelet.
thanks to all for a wonderful birthday (both sparkling conversation, and gifts - what more could a girl ask for?) :)
here's the "twenty" poem as promised:
In Anticipation of My Twentieth Birthday
Twenty. Something smooth about the way it slides off my tongue.
Not like nineteen.
nineteen sounds almost already forgotten,
Was it just last year that nineteen seemed new?
Now it tastes stale in my mouth,
and i can’t help but scrunch my nose
as the last syllable squeaks out-
The same one that has cursed me
since I left twelve:
High school football games on Friday nights
cheering ecstatically as we watched the scoreboard reflect
the first homecoming win in ten years. After school
tennis games, into bed every school night by eleven.
Shopping with mom on the weekends for squeaky new
sneakers and that perfect dress for prom, coming home
after midnight curfew was practically sacrilegious-
Sunday night family dinners- ten problems due in math
tomorrow, an essay this week for English,
and we thought it was a lot. Those mornings when breakfast
at IHOP was more important than first hour
and pancakes had never tasted so good.
It all hangs on to nineteen, hovering
inside that last syllable.
But Twenty…
Twenty tastes like chai in a new apartment,
that first night we spent on the balcony-
four girls with their first taste of real freedom.
Twenty says I am in college- and have failed
more tests than I ever thought possible.
Twenty has never been afraid of the dark.
Twenty has never come in before curfew.
Twenty speaks of sophistication-
silk shirts paired with expensive skirts.
Twenty stands its ground
without seeming stubborn.
Ends one age and starts another,
dangling years like charms from a bracelet.
Wednesday, October 1, 2003
october 1, 1980
ooh so today is my birthday (a grand ol' 23!) and it's the first day of october! three cheers for october -
in other news... a virus attacked the blogspot so all the comments have been cleared unfortunately... maybe they'll be back, but if you're wondering where they've gone to, now you know!
i feel like i should post a birthday related poem... but don't have one with me. i do however have one at home, which i will post later :) it's about turning twenty, which is funny to look back on at this point (a whole three years ago).
random but useful: www.imdb.com -- great site for anything movie related - who's in the movie, who said what and what they said.. etc. share the internet wealth ;)
in other news... a virus attacked the blogspot so all the comments have been cleared unfortunately... maybe they'll be back, but if you're wondering where they've gone to, now you know!
i feel like i should post a birthday related poem... but don't have one with me. i do however have one at home, which i will post later :) it's about turning twenty, which is funny to look back on at this point (a whole three years ago).
random but useful: www.imdb.com -- great site for anything movie related - who's in the movie, who said what and what they said.. etc. share the internet wealth ;)
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