Whoever decided I should do an online journal for my final project was our of her mind. I have about 20 different pages started, none of them are finished, of course. And more still need to be created. This is all suddenly much more than I planned on doing.
And I've changed my color scheme three times, which means going to all 20 of those pages and making changes. Plus, I still need to write my Jesus Hike piece.
BLAH!
*end rant*
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Hammock Weekend
This weekend should be set aside from sipping iced tea while lying in a hammock with my boyfriend.
That probably won't happen because I don't actually have a hammock (yet) and I have to spend a large amount of time in front of a computer doing various school stuff.
If I were to officially decree it Hammock Weekend, would my school work disappear? I think I need the power to make decrees.
That probably won't happen because I don't actually have a hammock (yet) and I have to spend a large amount of time in front of a computer doing various school stuff.
If I were to officially decree it Hammock Weekend, would my school work disappear? I think I need the power to make decrees.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Tunak Tunak Tun
This is what I come home to after my 14-hour day. I really don't have any words. I don't think my brain is going to make it much longer. And this just did me in.
And why am I posting so much in one day?!
And why am I posting so much in one day?!
What Could Have Been
I am about to sit down and do some revisions on this poem. I've found I don't like posting finished poems here but rather things I want to work on. I don't know why. I used to only want to share finished stuff. Who knows when/why there's been this change. Here's this nonetheless.
What Could Have Been
I used to sit and think about what
could have been if I hadn’t driven
away, down the open highway,
watching you in the rearview mirror,
but if I had not left then I would never
have found the courage to say no.
You would have won my affection
without even trying, though I would
eventually blame that fuzzy feeling
that creeps into my head
when we go above 10,000 feet.
And you would have kept me with
promises of a custom-designed
log cabin in the mountains in which
I could write and not worry about the
bills because you would take care
of me. You would take me around
the world with you, buy me horses
to ride through the meadows. You
would marry me in a castle near Aspen,
and give me all the children I wanted.
If I had not left then I would never
have taken the time to realize that
all those promises would have turned
me into a Religious Republican who
doesn’t hold hands in public, who
doesn’t cuddle at night, who would
give up that cabin in the mountains
for a groomed lawn and a mini-van.
What Could Have Been
I used to sit and think about what
could have been if I hadn’t driven
away, down the open highway,
watching you in the rearview mirror,
but if I had not left then I would never
have found the courage to say no.
You would have won my affection
without even trying, though I would
eventually blame that fuzzy feeling
that creeps into my head
when we go above 10,000 feet.
And you would have kept me with
promises of a custom-designed
log cabin in the mountains in which
I could write and not worry about the
bills because you would take care
of me. You would take me around
the world with you, buy me horses
to ride through the meadows. You
would marry me in a castle near Aspen,
and give me all the children I wanted.
If I had not left then I would never
have taken the time to realize that
all those promises would have turned
me into a Religious Republican who
doesn’t hold hands in public, who
doesn’t cuddle at night, who would
give up that cabin in the mountains
for a groomed lawn and a mini-van.
Digging Up a Jersey
So I'm driving to work this morning, and what do I hear? Some crazy person decided to bury a Boston jersey under what is to be the site of the new Yankee stadium. I laughed. A lot. Read more here.
Now, I don't like the Yankees or the Red Sox. It hurts a lot when they play each other, because I have to cheer for Boston. But I hate them so much. It's not good for my health. So yeah, seeing them both act like idiots makes me smile. Two things about this amaze me-that the guy who buried the jersey couldn't keep his mouth shut long enough so that the shirt would have stayed buried and possibly really become a curse, and how childish everyone is being over it.
Granted, if it were the Cardinals, I'd probably want to sue as well. This all got me worried. Maybe the Cards did poorly last year because someone did curse the new stadium! This does not explain how they also did well in the new place, but I don't always think rationally when it comes to baseball.
I wonder how many "curses" are going to be revealed now that this one has caused such a stir. Everyones going to be claiming to have cursed something. It could be highly entertaining. And destructive.
Ok, going back to being amused.
Now, I don't like the Yankees or the Red Sox. It hurts a lot when they play each other, because I have to cheer for Boston. But I hate them so much. It's not good for my health. So yeah, seeing them both act like idiots makes me smile. Two things about this amaze me-that the guy who buried the jersey couldn't keep his mouth shut long enough so that the shirt would have stayed buried and possibly really become a curse, and how childish everyone is being over it.
Granted, if it were the Cardinals, I'd probably want to sue as well. This all got me worried. Maybe the Cards did poorly last year because someone did curse the new stadium! This does not explain how they also did well in the new place, but I don't always think rationally when it comes to baseball.
I wonder how many "curses" are going to be revealed now that this one has caused such a stir. Everyones going to be claiming to have cursed something. It could be highly entertaining. And destructive.
Ok, going back to being amused.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Reasons not to get married cont'd
more! I know, you've been waiting.
4. You've already created the guest list.
5. You'll get better health insurance.
6. You're ready to have children.
7. You're spouse-to-be does not want kids, but you're confident you can change his/her mind once you are wed.
8. You're bored.
9. Your rent is increasing so you've decided to move in together.
10. Your parents don't approve of you living together without being married.
11. Your grandmother is holding a present hostage until you get married.
12. The tax refund will be better.
13. He's good at World of Warcraft.
14. Planning a wedding will full the void during those periods of time you no longer have class.
15. He/she makes money, so you won't have to work any more.
4. You've already created the guest list.
5. You'll get better health insurance.
6. You're ready to have children.
7. You're spouse-to-be does not want kids, but you're confident you can change his/her mind once you are wed.
8. You're bored.
9. Your rent is increasing so you've decided to move in together.
10. Your parents don't approve of you living together without being married.
11. Your grandmother is holding a present hostage until you get married.
12. The tax refund will be better.
13. He's good at World of Warcraft.
14. Planning a wedding will full the void during those periods of time you no longer have class.
15. He/she makes money, so you won't have to work any more.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Today is rainy
Yesterday's post turned out to be way more depressing than I intended. I just wanted to listen to that song and it turned all crazy. Anyway, feeling much better today. I actually have been revising poetry all morning. And have so far not wanted to burn any of it. That's a good sign. I did delete a very lovely stanza though. And that was sad. But the poem is thankful.
I would like to go outside now and take a walk or something, but the rain continues to linger. I could always take a walk in the rain, but that's an entirely different mood.
Perhaps I will stay locked to the computer and get to work on my lit mag.
I would like to go outside now and take a walk or something, but the rain continues to linger. I could always take a walk in the rain, but that's an entirely different mood.
Perhaps I will stay locked to the computer and get to work on my lit mag.
Friday, April 11, 2008
La Vie Boheme
This is a clip from "Rent," one of my favorite musicals. Once, this song fit me perfectly. I was the "crazy liberal" of the family who stood up for what she believed in and cared about living life to its fullest. A friend and I even sung part of this song in a bar once. Crazy times.
In the movie, Mark gets a job and ends up feeling he sold out because he's not focused on his art anymore. Recently, I have been feeling the same way. I am so busy with school and work that I do not have the time or energy to be firey like I used to be. Not that I have lost my ability to stand up for what I believe in, it's just different.And I do still have my writing, because of school, but it is a very different thing to write and to write for school. I'm certainly not dancing on the bars screaming for tolerance anymore. And not staying up until 3am working on a novel.
I have come to realize that its probably good that my life has changed. I can't be a wild college student forever. I'm glad that I've grown up and all that. But still, there's a difference between being responsible and losing part of yourself. I don't think people see this fire in me very often anymore, and that's just sad.
Anyway, just enjoy the clip!
In the movie, Mark gets a job and ends up feeling he sold out because he's not focused on his art anymore. Recently, I have been feeling the same way. I am so busy with school and work that I do not have the time or energy to be firey like I used to be. Not that I have lost my ability to stand up for what I believe in, it's just different.And I do still have my writing, because of school, but it is a very different thing to write and to write for school. I'm certainly not dancing on the bars screaming for tolerance anymore. And not staying up until 3am working on a novel.
I have come to realize that its probably good that my life has changed. I can't be a wild college student forever. I'm glad that I've grown up and all that. But still, there's a difference between being responsible and losing part of yourself. I don't think people see this fire in me very often anymore, and that's just sad.
Anyway, just enjoy the clip!
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Reasons To Not Get Married
Most people who know me well know that I have an odd aversion to marriage. Odd in that I want to get married some day, but in a way also do not. It's quite difficult to explain. Mostly, I just try not to. Sometimes my poetry reflects these anti-marriage/pro-love sentiments, but that can only make my audience more confused. I don't expect people to understand. I just wish people would stop asking me why I have no ring on my finger. I will when I am good and ready!
Anyway, I figure in order to clear my head a bit, I need to make a list. Or two. One for reasons not to get married, and one of reasons to get married. I will occasionally post reasons here.
Like this:
Reasons To Not Get Married:
1. All your friends are doing it.
2. You're almost 25 and you always said you'd be married by the time you were 25.
3. You found the perfect dress.
Anyway, I figure in order to clear my head a bit, I need to make a list. Or two. One for reasons not to get married, and one of reasons to get married. I will occasionally post reasons here.
Like this:
Reasons To Not Get Married:
1. All your friends are doing it.
2. You're almost 25 and you always said you'd be married by the time you were 25.
3. You found the perfect dress.
Monday, April 7, 2008
Vegas in a nutshell
Flying over Denver's night lights made me smile. 5.5 hours on a plane did not. Very little sleep. Cool morning breeze. The smell of dirt and flowers. People trimming gardens. Fountains that weren't frozen. Construction. Walking. Flip flops with jewels. No we are not married. We don't want your free shows. Wet palms. Taste of spring on my tongue. Playing craps and rolling sixes. Mr. M likes his fours. Crazy old man bets $400 on the 10. Walking down the strip. Mango smoothie. Meeting friends. Walking back down the strip. Blisters on feet. Part monorail, part walking down the strip again. Teaching slots. Up early. Berry Martini for breakfast. Down the hall to meet the bride. Champagne and cookies with makeup and dresses. Me in a hot black one. Boys losing money when they should have been getting dressed. A quick sprint over to the chapel. A Vegas wedding just like in the movies. Pictures inside. Pictures outside. Pictures inside. A small snack. Lounging. Walking barefoot through a casino. Heels suck. Diner with Russians. Biggest chicken ever plated. Lots of chocolate cake. Statue with no head. Cab ride down the strip Fountain show. Seeing the lights. Man preaching about God and sinners when "What if God were one of us" comes on the speakers. More fountain romance. Two cripples hobble back to the hotel.
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