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It's been about a thousand years since i've updated this thing, but that's just the way it goes sometimes. I don't really know where to begin. Renn Fayre happened and the feast that we prepared for 2000 people was delicious and could have fed 4000. (that's what happens when you put jews in charge.) my boy and i had a bit of a falling out, but i've become really attached and realized that i was constantly expressing the fact that i "really want it to work". it's been a week or so and i guess it is working again. he's absolutely a dumb boy, which i think in some way i've always wanted. that's isn't to say he's unintelligent (god knows i'm far too elitist for that to ever be a problem for too long -- see last winter) he's incredibly smart. i think he's smarter than me, which is a good thing, but he doesn't which is also a good thing. what i mean when i say that i think he's a dumb boy is that he wants desparately to be a good boyfriend and cares for me a lot, but don't really know how to read between the lines -- ever. so, say, if i'm working on a feast for 2000 people for 6 hours a day for a week, it doesn't necessarily register to him that said project was important enough for him to attend. attend, that's what it is. he is incredibly smart, but not entirely attentive to the world around him, which is not the say he's self-involved. good god, i think everything i've said has had some sort of qualifier. it's difficult to describe people. but other than the falling out, the fiesta went swimmingly. i got to kiss a boy i've had a crush on for two years and make out with another one i've always found attractive. and that's kind of what renn fayre is about. only next year, it's a party thrown for me, and you can bet your ass i'm not spending 30 hours working on it. and i'm going to be drunk+ for the whole time and so help me if i am not going to be making out with people constantly.
i'm going to be working with one of my profs this summer, which will involve going down to berkeley to do some data collection. it should be really interesting and a fantastic experience. and maybe even a jumping-off point for my thesis.
i've found a place to live. it's a really cute little duplex and i'll be living with a girl i like over the summer (we will be naked all the time and sew because we can) and then will, the perfect roommate and probably a great friend in the making next year. he was in charge of the feast. he loves to cook, he loves to travel and took a semester off in order to go to japan and learn to cook. he loves stinky cheese and dark beer and good music. and he likes my art. i think it's really sweet because he actually asked if i would put it up all over our new place. no one's ever asked. of course, my mom put/s up my art, but since i've lived with people here, no one really has. it's nice to have someone again (think amelia, riana, jami) that genuinely enjoy what i do. plus he makes electronic music so we've decided that we're going to force one another to do art more. but the best thing about the house (other than the hardwood floors) is that the washing machine and dryer are right across the hall from my room! no more walking down two flights of stairs every time i want to do/chang my laundry. and i'll hear it go off! i will always have clean clothes because i can be lazy and still get my laundry done.
i'm going to try to get rid of most of the things i own. i am keeping my art supplies and my books and trying to get rid of most of the other shit. it's going to be really hard. i'm such a pack rat, but we're moving into a place that has basically no storage and frankly i think that's a good thing. there's no reason a person my age should have so much shit. it's gone.
i'm going to be working with one of my profs this summer, which will involve going down to berkeley to do some data collection. it should be really interesting and a fantastic experience. and maybe even a jumping-off point for my thesis.
i've found a place to live. it's a really cute little duplex and i'll be living with a girl i like over the summer (we will be naked all the time and sew because we can) and then will, the perfect roommate and probably a great friend in the making next year. he was in charge of the feast. he loves to cook, he loves to travel and took a semester off in order to go to japan and learn to cook. he loves stinky cheese and dark beer and good music. and he likes my art. i think it's really sweet because he actually asked if i would put it up all over our new place. no one's ever asked. of course, my mom put/s up my art, but since i've lived with people here, no one really has. it's nice to have someone again (think amelia, riana, jami) that genuinely enjoy what i do. plus he makes electronic music so we've decided that we're going to force one another to do art more. but the best thing about the house (other than the hardwood floors) is that the washing machine and dryer are right across the hall from my room! no more walking down two flights of stairs every time i want to do/chang my laundry. and i'll hear it go off! i will always have clean clothes because i can be lazy and still get my laundry done.
i'm going to try to get rid of most of the things i own. i am keeping my art supplies and my books and trying to get rid of most of the other shit. it's going to be really hard. i'm such a pack rat, but we're moving into a place that has basically no storage and frankly i think that's a good thing. there's no reason a person my age should have so much shit. it's gone.