Too busy thoroughly enjoying my life and my summer to make a real post but ( Read more... )

My body recoils at the idea of more coffee, but i can't stay awake. I'm hitting a wall and I can't be. I just need my brain and body to work for a few more hours, but it's not happening.

On a better note, I'm volunteering at In Other Words, Portland's one and only feminist book store and community space. Come visit me on shift this summer!

I was sitting in the library today, and someone on a motorcycle rode by on Woodstock, and everyone sitting around me looked up totally alarmed as if the sound heralded the apocalypse.

"Yeah we're all here, chewing our tongues off, waiting for the fever to break." - The Mountain Goats

after one long season of waiting,
after one long season of wanting,
i am breaking open.
my insides are pink and raw.
and it hurts me when i move my jaw,
but i am taking tiny steps forward.
and i, i feel sure that my wounds will heal.
and i, i will bloom here in my room.
with a little water.
and a little bit of sunlight.
and a little bit of tender ( Read more... )

This weekend was what I needed, and essentially functioned as a preview to the summer.

Creating an outside living room (complete with a lamp) drinking 40's and jokingly chanting "the Drag Prom song" at passersby between popping in and out of the PDX filmed by bike festival (aka hipsterfest '09)
Doing a bangup job facilitating the consent workshop, ( Read more... )

Guess who doesn't have enough units to declare a major?

I'm definitely taking the fall off. This place is some bullshit.

Edit: Apparently I can declare, and was just hearing wrong information from everyone else. I'm still taking time off though.

I randomly got really sick in the library  tonight. Like I threw up and had chills sick ( Read more... )

I just found out my anthro paper is about three times more complicated than I thought it was. And I have a day less to do it than everyone else in my class because I'm leaving Portland at 8am tomorrrow morning.

Please come visit me in the library. I will need all the moral support I can get.

( A quiz that is mildly effective at entertaining, but wholly effective at time wasting. I'm a really big fan of these things, and they have kind of an institutional place in my livejournal universe. )

I miss the really simple, uncomplicated, bashfulness of high school relationships. I forgot how it felt to feel like I knew everything, and now that I know a little bit more (but still hardly anything) I realize how innoccent and mischevious and ahead of myself I was. I think part of the reason why things are more complicated now is because I ( Read more... )