MaiaLouise

Blog of a twenty-something organizer painter caterer.

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Location: Eugene/New York, OR/NY, United States

I am reading little bits of twenty different books at once, practicing yoga, meditation, Alexander Technique and learning how to cook Indian cuisine. I do my best at everything I spend time on, because each activity is its own work of art.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Jogging can be nerdy too!

This midmorning Christine and I went jogging and it was AWESOME, except lacking without our day glo wrist and head bands. We're going add to our already established weirdness by rolling out of bed early every morning to sport our day glo to the world. Hell yeah.

I need to get some homework done before my spanish tutoring session tomorrow. And eek, I have work tomorrow too! Being a projectionist makes me want to have a heart palpatation. Huuuuge roman temples are projected upside down and everyone looks at you... I miss the days of filing and taking rickety hospital elevators up and down and down and down..

I miss everybody back home very much, and I wish you all could be here.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Apricot and Papaya, TIGHT!

Good evening!

1. I'm happy to report that the Williams trailer is NOT currently filled with incense smoke!

2. The Camera Obscura is blasting, and Christine is cutting my bangs.

3. Columbian Steve just called her cell phone, so another faraway friend is getting a rundown of our digs. Yeeah for us and our trailer trash lifestyle!

4. Today we finally got washers and dryers in the dorm! Yay. To celebrate Henry did his laundry in his underwear.. at least I think that's why he's walking around in his underwear.

5. I got granola care package from my parents, and ate granola all day on Sunday. It was mm mm good.

6. The lighting in the Bard library sucks. Bzz bzz.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

"rawr."

I slept in late, Dan is yelling outside the dorm room door. Hi Dan. "Gaaah!" you yell. "Raaa!"

It's rather perplexing to
Dear christine and I
Why your yells are never quenched?

Haha, you've stopped now. I wonder how the Knights of Salsa bash went last night. Ah, well, I'm going to B+G to pick up some packages from my parents.. I'm hoping to score some sweet cereal.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

My Hot Room Mate (no joke)

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Wading

Three days: 3:30 AM, 5:30 AM, 4:00 AM. Thus the bed times go.
Hm, what to tell about on here? I've got my final schedule.

Freshman Seminar
Interpreting Hispanic Texts (300 level!)
Drawing I
The Athenian Century

I'm having problems with time management, and haven't finished any of my readings for The Athenian Century today. I don't mean to worry y'all, but I'm just not going to go today. I can't handle being silent in another small group discussion -- I need to use the time I could be painfully in class today, and actually do some of the work. The only worry is, I don't know how many unexcused absences I'm allowed in that class...

I have classes on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, and a four day weekend every week. If I could get all my reading for The Athenian Century done in time for class, this would be a sweeeeet deal.

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Last night I stayed up late with Narayan talking about affection and what it means. He's on my wave length with things, however idealistic we may be. The fact that we are both idealistic about cuddling really allows me to be around him more often, as opposed to other people who don't pay attention to how they feel, or think critically about how they may be affecting others. When people don't know what they want, they don't know their boundaries.

I love knowing Narayan, I think he is a really kind person.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Theseus taught young men to crossdress!

Well, last night I ended up staying up until 6 in the morning, while Narayan and Christine deleriously puttered on homework. At least I got to sleep in this morning, but I'm surrounded by this heavy feeling of doom. I can't find any charcoal, and I can't do my art homework.. and I've got to read a Theban play and translate a long spanish article for tomorrow, IF I decide to enroll in this uber hard 300 level spanish course this term. I'm so tired of not having a finalized schedule! I THINK that working hard would be better than watching videos about stupid experiments done on mulleted people in the 80s (which is fleshing out to be one of my few last alternatives). I like spanish though.. I shouldn't be afraid of my abilities.. I should just go for it. And stop letting boys into my room late at night so that I am able to go to bed earlier.