jumpship303

I had a dream in which I had really long, pretty, blond hair. Less curly than it is naturally and more wavy like what I envy on California girls (or what I would envy if I had an unnatural and irrational distaste for people from California). I wonder what that means.

Apparently whipster is an enormous turd. I have not experienced any of it but I am definitely taking into account what reliable people have told me.

I made sweet potato gnocchi for Alysha today (damn vegetarians and their non-meat-eating-ness on Thanksgiving) which I really, really hope will come through.

I need to get out of town for a few days. I'm getting the bug.

Julio lives.

The last week or so of my life have been so bizarre. Strange things afoot at the circle K corral indeed. When I'm done with my papers/recovering files I'll fill in more.

julio has kicked the bucket for the time being. should probably more distraught about it than i am. strange things are afoot at the circle k.

and guess what...?

I DON'T CARE.

besides that, sleep over with rachel was probably the best thing either of us could have done.

I didn't try very hard to go to Josh's birthday thing.

Babywatching Ian was great. I am too old to be a babysitter, so instead, I baby watch. We played the piano, played the trash can like it was a drum, and when I gave him a stick he went fucking haywire on that shit. Then we raced cars and laid on the floor and put our fingers in our mouths. And Desmond stuck his head in my mouth. He's an awesome little dude and I am so stoked I get to see him grow up.

I have so much homework to do, it's piling up. Yikes. That's what I get for being a junior (ish) and a little lazy this semester, oh, and or deciding to be way ambitious and basically have two majors (one major and two different minors/concentrations). It's not hard, it's just trying to balance my time better is finally catching up with me.

Been working more lately, yes, good thing about the holidays.

Fashion show was interesting. Free show before that was fun.

Things are interesting. I need a vacation.

I wish I could go back in time and not make this promise. It's one I don't really want to make good on because I need some outside interpretation.

I don't know where to begin recounting the last few days.

Frank Turner was awesome, he was super nice and since we drove down from Denver says to hit him up the next time he's in town for guest list spots. Sure, I'll take them. An attractive british dude (he looks like Daryl! holy crap!) who covers Billy Bragg and Bruce Springsteen all in the same set is definitely someone I'd go see time and time again.

I had a really interesting text conversation the other night that I am still processing.

This weekend I am finishing/rewriting my paper on China's economic policies post great leap forward, finishing my american government current issue paper, beginning and researching my study on the domestication of dogs by native peoples in america and sleeping. Oh, also, going to a fashion show, working, babysitting, and if i can find the time, girl date with rachel.

i'm a master lurker.
but not even on purpose.
i always stumble across people purely on accident. thanks matt!

also, catching up with long lost friends is interesting. mike got married this summer.

supposedly ian, wife and baby are moving here if wife can find a job. i can tolerate her if my best friend and "niece" are close by.

this situation with liv's parents is heartbreaking and i'm lacking words to be a good friend.

i am sick sick sick sick sick.

i listened to trial all day and hated humanity.

I'm still down here.

Drowning in caffeine.
Carbonated and caustic.
I'm scared to death of my TV.
Ninety thousand screens over sixty cycle hum.
High definition projection of the horrible things I've done.
You aren't the bastards of young.
You aren't the sad troubadours troubled by modern love.
I am the troubled sometimes, living out a b-side...
No, I am not dead, but often wish I was.
There is no relief, no retreat from this heavy shepard's crown.
I must lead my vast parade of sheep.
There are no right answers.

I'm still down here.




I haaaaaave quite a bit on my plate lately. Went out Friday, went out Saturday, went out Sunday, went out Monday, went out Tuesday, stayed in Wednesday, went out Thursday, went out tonight. I am peopled out for a little bit.

Lots of interesting things have transpired lately, between Mick, Whipster, Nando (kind of) and Half I don't know which way to turn or what exactly to think.

I'm stoked for Real Deal 2010. The closer it is, the more stoked I get. Being 24 has so far been awesome and the whole rule of threes for me holds true. Maybe it's a mental thing, but I'm liking how this is proceeding and I am going to force it to carry over into the next year.

I've registered for classes, but I have a hold on one of my education classes as I fucked up something with declaring a major and minor.

We're going to Utah in December (yuck) for me to look at U of U because apparently they have a good historical archaeology program, which is rather mindblowing. I guess now that I have fun friends that live in Utah versus my BFF who I love dearly but is much more of a homebody than me, I could handle living there. I'd probably move into the Sious House and be den mother. As long as one of the girlfriends can deal with it. And as long as I don't do anything regrettable (or not) with Nando. Abba? Nando. Hahaha.

Then in the new year: Chicago, Boston and Seattle. Climb until your lungs give out.

Oh, also.
Invitation to a really good friend's birthday hang out. I am not going. We got into an argument about why I am not going and now I feel like shit, but seriously. I go out with he and his friends whenever he asks, regardless of where it is. Crocs, the Sports Column, the Pour House, basically anywhere in Lodo is my last choice of bars to go to, but I go anyway. I asked him to come to the larimier lounge the weekend before my birthday and he totally blew me off and it wasn't until the next day that I heard from him: "yeah, that's not really my type of bar." Oh, I know, and you think that I like being interrogated for being "emo" by your fucking bro friends? Ugh. Cranky mccrankerson.

This kid really wants to be my boyfriend and I'm a robot and am incapable of human feelings. Oops. I promised a hang-out on Wednesday. Damn it. Fortunately I work 5-close so I can postpone it or something until I figure out how to deal with telling him I'm not submitting myself to anyone, ever, period.

In other news, halloween night was fun. I went to matt bush's and saw his house (fucking cuuuute) and saw some old pals from when I went to his prom with him. It was super fun. After that I went to the covers show at the blastomat. Johnny Cash, Black Flag and Cro Mags. Good times. Afterwards, Rachel, Ashley and I left to crash a party that the sociopath was supposed to be attending. She wasn't there, but it was cool to see Cody and Keri from HS. After that we stopped by another party that was breaking up as we got there.

Today I worked. I spent a bunch of money on stupid shit this weekend. I can't wait for Tuesday.

In this life it has been all or nothing. I'll live through a heavy drought and come out better on the other side and then there's a deluge of "I'm sorries" and "my biggest regrets" coming my way.

Someone that I don't have a clever nickname for (yet) may be staying here Monday night. I have what is akin to an AA sponsor to keep me accountable and respectable. (though all I want to do is give in to this reckless life that I've been prone to as of late.)


A night spent remembering and reminiscing is better than a poke in the eye. I never want to forget what was good.

I got an A on my essay test that I thought I wrote really poorly. Reading back over it I did make pretty decent arguments, though I can see the places I had issues and was trying to force versus letting my ideas flow naturally. Fortunately I managed to form coherent sentences and transitions to my support from Schama.

Now working on a paper regarding economic developments within China since the great famine of the great leap forward, and what the human and interior cost is for those economic developments and why this excess of money is not being internally invested.

THEN working on a paper on enlightenment ideas and either their practical application in politics, science or religion. Haven't decided yet.