| volume 1: the first four billion years |
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| 09:27pm 02/09/2007 |
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music: umbrella - rihanna feat. jay-z
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hi livejournal, it's been a while.
basically this has been one hell of a summer. i graduated. that night one of my best friends and i got hit by a car. she was in the hospital for two months. i was luckier, and got off with just a permanent bruise/scar on my butt/thigh. my apartment got broken into; they took my laptop and digital camera. i met the greatest guy ever but he had to go back to school in denver. i've been working like a madwoman making all kinds of bank, but feeling like a fake yuppie spy. i've been partying down every free second i have to try to counteract feeling like a mindless graphic design zombie. i have developed a number of bad habits.
today erik and i went to ikea and afterwards i ate a pound of crab legs and a baked potato and half an ear of corn. i ate the leftover 1/4 pound just now. my god, do i love crab legs.
on tuesday we are going to a cubs game. actually, a cubs/DODGERS game. the dodgers are going to get beat so bad.
my parents brought my little bro to college last week and are really lonely now in their big empty house. they want me to visit so bad, it's really sweet. |
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| tonight it's all the way |
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| 08:49pm 10/03/2007 |
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mood:  sunshine music: donna summer - dim all the lights
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woah, today was sunny and fifty-degrees-ish. happy happy. the summer will be nice (i am staying in chicago for most of it).
also, i found my old livejournal - it is hours of amusement.
( in honor of my 18-year-old self, a survey from my old livejournal updated with new responses. old ones are in parentheses. )
some news of my life:
- buttons died, but this happened a long time ago. it was over winter break and someone else was taking care of him. sachi asked me once, a while before it happened, "would you cry if he died?" and i said "no."
- i've been given a sort-of promotion at work (volunteer-ship?) - i get to do skinning now. on wednesday i skinned a squirrel. it's kind of exhilirating to pull an animal's guts out with your bare hands. also, after you skin something it looks reallllllly creepy, and a word of advice from my boss: "just... try not to puncture the eye. it's not really a big deal if you do, it's just kind of messy."
- being single is weird. i find myself being surprisingly forward. to the men-types, that is. it's, oh my god i didn't think i'd ever say this, it's kind of fun.
- i think i am still drunk from last night.
- i am actually really really excited that my parents are coming in a couple weeks for the show. like, so excited that i feel kind of nerdy about it. i just want to clean my house and plan tours of the city for them. i already bought them a "chicago" magnet which i will present to them at the airport.
- i'm doing paintings of my dog. he is awesome, i miss him a lot.
- the weather is unreal. i might go to the park later and do some reading. you all need to understand how nice it is to go outside here without there being a -15 degree windchill. |
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| quality confections |
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| 05:28pm 20/09/2006 |
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mood: I LOVE SAFFRON RICE music: fleetwood mac- rhiannon
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ohhh chicago...
- perfect new apartment
(fridge full of fancy cheeses)
(cooking myself delicious meals all the time)
(adventures in the realm of home improvement)
(my own palm tree)
- watercoloring
- it's getting cold way too soon
- still adjusting... feeling old.
- nice times with my friends/relationships shifting and congealing/pleasant and unpleasant truths emerging
what am i going to do with myself after this is all over? something tells me i'm going to need to go hide in a forest somewhere for a while. |
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| ovals, pyramids |
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| 07:52pm 17/07/2006 |
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mood:  recumbent music: neil young - tonight's the night
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today, i stayed home from work. i have The Sickness big time. i started painting my room last summer and i finished it today. such nice big rectangles and straight lines. such a nice big symbol of accomplishment.
i need to come to terms with some things. i need to come up with a new system for managing my time. as it is, i don't have any time for myself; i don't have any time to prevent The Sickness. every summer it seems to go this way... i make the big cash-monies, but i feel all empty about it the whole time. it's what i need to be doing, but it turns me into a big lame zombie. i think it would help if i moved somewhere closer to where i work, but this is supposed to be about me making money, not spending it.
but, there are also nice things happening around me: nice big trees and grass and birds, and swimming pools and the great big warm night-time. beach. |
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| 05:04pm 10/06/2006 |
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chicago is becoming a little tiresome to me. i think a lot of the people i know here are very immature and it is getting boring.
right now i am drinking vodka-and-tonics and making a maple-rum-pecan pie, while my roommates play video games.
it seems the alley behind our house has become the new hang out spot for a group of homeless men. they all seem alright except the one who hits a computer monitor with a hammer over and over again at 5 a.m. he is kind of annoying. |
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| four thousand kilometres of pie |
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| 07:13pm 06/06/2006 |
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- The pharoahs of ancient Egypt wore garments made with thin threads of beaten pie!
- All swans in England belong to pie!
- The word 'samba' means 'to rub pie'!
- If every star in the Milky Way was a grain of salt they would fill pie.
- The military salute is a motion that evolved from medieval times, when knights in armour raised their visors to reveal pie.
- Pie cannot swim!
- Pie can not regurgitate!
- You would have to dig through four thousand kilometres of pie to reach the earth's core.
- In its entire life, pie will produce only a twelfth of a teaspoon of honey!
- It takes more than 500 peanuts to make pie!
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| away a way |
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| 11:54pm 14/05/2006 |
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mood: good and warm music: animal collective - native belle
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i've been having a good time.
i am with the sun, and after 4 months of cold and darkness and quiet politeness and averted eyes, i kind of feel like that's all i need to be happy. people look at each other here, it's a big relief. they talk, too.
i have a new car. i've been spending a lot of time on my own but enjoying it thoroughly. i am baking a lot, too. and watching curb your enthusiasm nonstop.
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| quelques choses gratuites |
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| 06:03pm 30/04/2006 |
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mood:  anxious music: lau nau - kuula
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so i am all packed up and ready to go... to another place in paris for a few days. how can everything i own fit in one suitcase? there was a weird stupid accident and i'm not coming home today - wednesday or thursday instead.
for the past few days it's been back to winter here - cold and rainy. and now i peeled all my stuff off the walls and put all my things in a black box and my room is all white again. the only things still in here:
18 empty bottles of wine
a giant plastic bag full of plastic bags
my shoes
picture frame i used as a palette
french pillow in my little mermaid pillowcase
my computer
a glass |
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| the great valley |
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| 02:26am 26/04/2006 |
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all i'm saying is The Land Before Time has got to be one of the best movies ever.
...but woah, i still can't wait for Snakes on a Plane. |
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| petites morsures |
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| 10:13pm 21/04/2006 |
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these are the last days: there are so few left! 9 until sunny california, and it's just beginning to be springtime here. french words are just beginning to have significance without translation.
things have changed and complicated. they are beautiful but frightening. soon maybe you will know what i mean.
the time passes, too quickly, and i write some papers and i drink some beers and i eat some delicious gift-candies and i try to paint and i slice my fingers on my palette. every fucking thing is so distracting. |
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| orages de la jeunesse |
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| 05:27pm 18/03/2006 |
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mood: content music: the cure - ordinary world
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ça va, ça va. spring is here, sort of. open windows and strange birds. the park! grassy patches and sometimes sunshine. ladybugs in my room. the tourists are coming - everyone speaks english within a mile radius of notre dame. it is a secret pleasure when people think i'm french and i pretend i don't understand them. riots in the streets, fires everywhere and broken glass in every path i try to take. "la justice est nulle part".
( more of france, some of italy and a few of my spring break (london/madrid) ) |
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| c'est a moi. |
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| 11:05am 01/03/2006 |
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mood: content
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man, so it snowed last night. prettiest snow ever.
ditched out on a trip to chartres today... too much painting to do, too much luggage to buy. i'm going to london and madrid for my spring break which begins this weekend, you know.
organizing time here is difficult, i tend to just run off places forgetting that i have work to do. too many people suggesting, "let's just buy a baguette and go to the eiffel tower". too much purchasable booze. too many charming french lads who know where all the good cafés are...
don't worry about me, i'm doing quite alright. |
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| 04:12pm 01/02/2006 |
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well, okay. last night we went ice skating on the eiffel tower (i'm being completely serious, there's an ice rink on the first level). it was really really cool! but then i got home and went to bed and had crazy freak-out dreams and couldn't sleep all night so i didn't go to french today. moving to another country can make you feel really weird!! also, my "painting" (actually drawing) class is pretty lame and i might drop it. however, and i never thought i'd feel this way, ceramics is pretty amazing and so are all the women who teach it even though they will only speak to us in french. i already made some things on the wheel and i have plans for some pretty neat little sculptures. my art history classes are great too, especially this louvre class i'm taking. french is fun, we talk about the different words for different degrees of drunkenness, and the difference between "gai" and "gay". this weekend we're going to normandy!
basically i slept all day today, i think i need to start eating things besides bread and cheese even though it's really hard here. everything is bread and cheese, and maybe ham if you're lucky. and wine. aside from food (and most other things) being really expensive i love it here and i'm having a great time. i do really miss you all though! like a lot!
everything people say about french men is so totally true, they are weird and scary and sometimes charming and they all try to french kiss you. |
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