Last night's extended LJ communication with Audrey spurred me on to write a little bit of my speech. After all, a mere 3 weeks separate me from certain death... er, whatever you want to call it. So I wrote a little bit and then went to bed only to wake up in the middle of the night after having one of those incredibly sustained dreams of public ( Read more... )

I MISS AUDREY.

Oh yeah, and I'm in Ottawa now.

How do you write a valedictory address?

It's really early and I'm going to work.
It's really early and I'm on Livejournal and going to work.
There is something wrong with this.

I got my rez info. I'm definitely in party central. This is more hilarious than you will ever know.

I really have nothing else to say.

There has to be some sort of entry in THE BIG BOOK OF GROWING UP that congratulates you on having martinis with your mom and her friends while discussing worldly issues.

I give up more easily than I was taught to think.

Like everyone I have private and public selves. I have the facts and I have the opinions, it's just a matter of projecting them in a coherent manner. I think having my running back is making me a little more confident, but for awhile there it was touch and go. When I don't have any endorphins pumping through me, self doubt becomes a big part of my ( Read more... )

1. I can jog but not run quite yet.
2. I have made lots of money.
3. I am learning French.
4. I am boycotting music festivals for no good reason.
5. I am immediately questioning my boycotting of aforementioned music festivals.
6. I am boring.

New summer goal: find facts, form opinions.

Ah. I feel so accomplished ( Read more... )