Accountable Infinity However (Letters to Myself)
23 may 2008
i just bought the Amtrak ticket to get to Bellingham. Leave June 3rd, arrive June 5th, $200, no worries. i'm in Madison, staying with Alexis, and soon to see a few other people. Everythng: good.
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21 may 2008
I can ride a bike with no handlebars, no handlebars, no handlebars--the Flobots--
i got fired yesterday around 10 a.m. By 4 p.m. i had solidified plans to move to Fairhaven in about two weeks. In the intervening time i went kite-flying with Ratchel, Jason & Kirk, figured out there's a five bag/250 lb. limit on bringing stuff across country by train, and broke the news to my mom. Which is not to say it all went well, but i think all things considered i'm doing awesome. And really, getting fired hasn't been the worst thing this week, nor is moving (FINALLY!) the best thing this week:
because:
As of 4:10 this afternoon, i have my degree in Geology & Geophysics from the University of Wisconsin-Madison, which was awarded December 17, 2007.
You probably read that right, and yes, it doesn't make sense. But in any case my long voyage through the money issues and impressive bureaucracy of a school like that are over, and i'm a real person again.
And my new favorite song is Handlebars by the Flobots, just so you know.
hands in the air like it's good to be alive--Flobots-- ¶ 15:05 0 comments
i got fired yesterday around 10 a.m. By 4 p.m. i had solidified plans to move to Fairhaven in about two weeks. In the intervening time i went kite-flying with Ratchel, Jason & Kirk, figured out there's a five bag/250 lb. limit on bringing stuff across country by train, and broke the news to my mom. Which is not to say it all went well, but i think all things considered i'm doing awesome. And really, getting fired hasn't been the worst thing this week, nor is moving (FINALLY!) the best thing this week:
because:
As of 4:10 this afternoon, i have my degree in Geology & Geophysics from the University of Wisconsin-Madison, which was awarded December 17, 2007.
You probably read that right, and yes, it doesn't make sense. But in any case my long voyage through the money issues and impressive bureaucracy of a school like that are over, and i'm a real person again.
And my new favorite song is Handlebars by the Flobots, just so you know.
hands in the air like it's good to be alive--Flobots-- ¶ 15:05 0 comments
15 may 2008
quwang!
(an overheard at Racy's volume)
"If I haven't known you for twenty-four years, then what was I doing on a Tuesday in 1984 eating sweet, sweet cake in your house?"
kersterd on macaronixqi, mexicentialsismistic ¶ 12:54 0 comments
(an overheard at Racy's volume)
"If I haven't known you for twenty-four years, then what was I doing on a Tuesday in 1984 eating sweet, sweet cake in your house?"
kersterd on macaronixqi, mexicentialsismistic ¶ 12:54 0 comments
13 may 2008
Now, the interesting thing about a surplus like that is that society doesn't know what to do with it at first--hence the gin, hence the sitcoms. Because if people knew what to do with a surplus with reference to the existing social institutions, then it wouldn't be a surplus, would it? It's precisely when no one has any idea how to deploy something that people have to start experimenting with it, in order for the surplus to get integrated, and the course of that integration can transform society.
(interesting article) ¶ 14:23 0 comments
(interesting article) ¶ 14:23 0 comments
5 may 2008
Once you know you can never go back/I've got to take it on the otherside
Centuries are what it meant to me/a cemetery where I marry the sea-RHCP--
i thought that lyric was "will someone tell me will i marry the sea?" until i googled it. Gotta say my version fit better.
i think i cracked last week so it's an appropriate song. Luckily for you, dear reader, it's hard to describe spine-stiffening melancholy and so forth after one has gotten 92% better, so the gory details will be left out. Everything left in my life that could go wrong did... but now we know that which is unique and beautiful is fragile too. Ah, i should totally write for some lame woman's magazine. Ratchel talked me through the worst of it, and RGE finally picked me up (fucking damn piece of shit car fuck) but made me buy her food, clothing AND accessories... so i'm not sure what that says about us as sisters.
The upshot of all it is is that i'm probably moving to Bellingham in July with Heidi, Ian, and Brenda, with Adam along for the summer. i'll live with Brenda, Kashi, and her 3-to-4 dogs and i am so freaking excited. i need it like the younger brother in Black Sheep needed therapy. The road tip alone has been my future-goal (heh, Freudian-slip-typed "goat," what's that all about??) for months, and it's not like any thing's going right here so might as well actually move to my dream-state: WA! for reals huh? With the added bonus of four of my favorite people ever living within two blocks of each other in sight of the OCEAN. YEAH.
So mostly been working on that, plans, so forth. Talked to Dave for maybe a total of 10 hours in the past few days (okay, not really, but damn near all day) and i'm pretty sure he's the best person ever. i don't know how to describe his all-encompassing awesomeness without sounding creepy, but let it be known across the land that he really is one of the best friends ever and i'm terribly lucky to (literally) have his ear so often.
In the next few weeks i have to/want to:
--visit Madison (to see Dave, Noah, et cetera)
--visit the cities (to see Tony... and other people?)
--go to Juneau/Waukesha with mom (relatives)
--go to Stanley (to clean my room, wow)
--do several paper projects (scan Willow, finish Books 2.0, et cetera)
--go through CDs and random boxes
--buy a computer desk for RGE
the things that are crossed off the list:
--apply for passport (yes, i found my birth certificate, i do exist)
--deal with lingering UW paperwork (SO VERY CLOSE)
--finish cleaning out my stuff from dad's house
--went through all clothes/miscellaneous boxes in room
--got vanity & other stuff to Stanley
(i'm not even sure how i function as a person anymore. Last time i needed my SSC, it wasn't where i thought it was but a photocopy of it was there. WTF, mate? i don't have a calendar anymore, except the list of places i've applied, and that doesn't really count. Everything is so atemporal without school, so i've got to be slightly neurotic with the lists to ever get anything Done. It is time to get back to it... i used to be good at things (and i will be again).)
reading about the desert in the rain/ferret claws/ghost on the street/motorcycle dreams ¶ 20:22 0 comments
Centuries are what it meant to me/a cemetery where I marry the sea-RHCP--
i thought that lyric was "will someone tell me will i marry the sea?" until i googled it. Gotta say my version fit better.
i think i cracked last week so it's an appropriate song. Luckily for you, dear reader, it's hard to describe spine-stiffening melancholy and so forth after one has gotten 92% better, so the gory details will be left out. Everything left in my life that could go wrong did... but now we know that which is unique and beautiful is fragile too. Ah, i should totally write for some lame woman's magazine. Ratchel talked me through the worst of it, and RGE finally picked me up (fucking damn piece of shit car fuck) but made me buy her food, clothing AND accessories... so i'm not sure what that says about us as sisters.
The upshot of all it is is that i'm probably moving to Bellingham in July with Heidi, Ian, and Brenda, with Adam along for the summer. i'll live with Brenda, Kashi, and her 3-to-4 dogs and i am so freaking excited. i need it like the younger brother in Black Sheep needed therapy. The road tip alone has been my future-goal (heh, Freudian-slip-typed "goat," what's that all about??) for months, and it's not like any thing's going right here so might as well actually move to my dream-state: WA! for reals huh? With the added bonus of four of my favorite people ever living within two blocks of each other in sight of the OCEAN. YEAH.
So mostly been working on that, plans, so forth. Talked to Dave for maybe a total of 10 hours in the past few days (okay, not really, but damn near all day) and i'm pretty sure he's the best person ever. i don't know how to describe his all-encompassing awesomeness without sounding creepy, but let it be known across the land that he really is one of the best friends ever and i'm terribly lucky to (literally) have his ear so often.
In the next few weeks i have to/want to:
--visit Madison (to see Dave, Noah, et cetera)
--visit the cities (to see Tony... and other people?)
--go to Juneau/Waukesha with mom (relatives)
--go to Stanley (to clean my room, wow)
--do several paper projects (scan Willow, finish Books 2.0, et cetera)
--go through CDs and random boxes
--buy a computer desk for RGE
the things that are crossed off the list:
--apply for passport (yes, i found my birth certificate, i do exist)
--deal with lingering UW paperwork (SO VERY CLOSE)
--finish cleaning out my stuff from dad's house
--went through all clothes/miscellaneous boxes in room
--got vanity & other stuff to Stanley
(i'm not even sure how i function as a person anymore. Last time i needed my SSC, it wasn't where i thought it was but a photocopy of it was there. WTF, mate? i don't have a calendar anymore, except the list of places i've applied, and that doesn't really count. Everything is so atemporal without school, so i've got to be slightly neurotic with the lists to ever get anything Done. It is time to get back to it... i used to be good at things (and i will be again).)
reading about the desert in the rain/ferret claws/ghost on the street/motorcycle dreams ¶ 20:22 0 comments
