tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55208872011-07-31T07:31:43.408-04:00Blog of a twenty-something organizer painter caterer.MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.comBlogger1591100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-56018809287895185162009-07-15T16:52:00.004-04:002009-07-15T16:55:00.624-04:00

I will continue to update this album as I go along. I hope it inspires you to take the time to enjoy your food.http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2012543&id=33501486&l=59e0c15ceb

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-36250581247756323332008-11-17T02:39:00.002-05:002008-11-17T02:45:29.339-05:00

Despite sleep deprivation, I have had quite a successful day. I went to see the West Nile Collective in Williamsburg this weekend, caught a bit of a rock show and got caught in the rain twice. I love the area near the Brooklyn Museum because there are so many barber shops and you can see ladies getting their hair done.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-712854920963568912008-11-14T02:27:00.001-05:002008-11-14T02:29:34.162-05:00

Jeffrey Lewis and the Jackals performed tonight in the Root Cellar. A bit cramped but cuddly, and I am looking forward to seeing Alison again soon.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-61849023588561496582008-11-12T23:17:00.002-05:002008-11-12T23:23:28.748-05:00

I just made some zucchini bread and my room is filled with wafting bread smells.This has been an exhausting day but I very good one; I am feeling optimistic about the future. Little by little I spend more and more time doing the things that I love. I am readjusting my priorities to reflect what is most important this year, and I may get less work done in some genres as a result. In the end it

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-85812622205525890802008-11-10T00:51:00.003-05:002008-11-10T01:37:01.363-05:00

I worked in the studio tonight for a few short hours. It is difficult to let go of control when I feel like I have all my eggs in one basket. Most of the time I would rather cook eggs than paint, anyway. Elaborate toad-in-the-holes or soft-boiled majesties in egg cups with tiny golden spoons.I wrote a paper today about the civil war in Sri Lanka and the merits (and weaknesses) of documentary

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-19385183756045586982007-07-02T13:34:00.000-04:002007-07-02T14:05:21.139-04:00

I have been living in Manhattan working as a caterer for some weeks now. I can see the Brooklyn bridge out my window and there is a fantastic cheese shop down the block from my apartment. I don't really mind being poor... I eat pretty much the same, good foods every day, and I am happy that I have a safe place to sleep and a job.Things I have been doingtaking co-counseling classesgoing cheese

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1166693477844256552006-12-21T04:31:00.000-05:002006-12-21T04:31:17.853-05:00

ugggghh finals

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1162333707684058612006-10-31T17:27:00.000-05:002006-10-31T17:28:27.696-05:00

Look, I'm sorry I'm not the guy from Rushmore. I have other priorities too.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1154910888002903972006-08-06T19:39:00.000-04:002006-08-06T20:34:48.053-04:00

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1154907248153338322006-08-06T19:30:00.000-04:002006-08-06T19:34:08.163-04:00

Junior year Maia"Drew waved at me in the hall today but I saw him five seconds too late. When I turned I saw him putting his hand down. I HATE missing waves so I HAVE to wave at him tomorrow. I feel privileged that he waves at me at all, so when I miss that I feel like an accidental snob. It's just, I've been on the other side too many times."

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1154585823717122832006-08-03T02:15:00.000-04:002006-08-03T02:17:03.726-04:00

My job ends on Friday. Thank god. I CANNOT file any more files. Oh wait, I have work in the morning.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1151899138524460792006-07-02T23:58:00.000-04:002006-07-25T12:29:44.126-04:00

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1150764375713987772006-06-19T20:44:00.000-04:002006-06-19T20:46:15.723-04:00

Work. Hmmm. Dilbert. Yeeeah. Offices! administration... mmm Built to Spill is good. I am so in the mood for this.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1149987953174564742006-06-10T20:59:00.000-04:002006-06-10T21:08:01.423-04:00

I went to On The Rocks last night, and they sang a combination of "She thinks my tractor's sexy" and "save a horse ride a cowboy" followed by "street spirit" by radiohead. That is f*cked up. But it was fun anyway. The girl in front of us drank too much and left, so we had a good view. Everyone was drinking, but what else is new. I need to leave Eugene and go to a concert, but that prolly

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1149528571556498202006-06-05T12:50:00.000-04:002006-06-16T23:52:21.276-04:00

I just checked my own blog and realized that the last post about Assassins has been up for a LONG time.Once you don't talk to people for a week or so, it's easy to become jealous of strangers. And even easier to be jealous of acquaintances. Eeek! Then it's time to CALL SOMEONE.I've decided going to What the Heck Fest probably isn't worth it. Someone would have to convince me to do it. There

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1146026724312465122006-04-26T00:40:00.000-04:002006-04-30T00:56:08.286-04:00

I have adapted to living in a state of constant paranoia and fear. There is no dignified option for acquittal, I must simply continue shooting people and evading to the best of my abilities until I truly meet my match. I hope they do not come in a scary form -- if you're good, you're good, you don't need to be a pansy and wear a mask to execute me. Who am I going to tell anyway, once I am out

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1140758467138373712006-02-24T00:19:00.000-05:002006-02-24T00:21:07.150-05:00

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1139701762794005392006-02-11T17:45:00.000-05:002006-02-11T18:50:57.436-05:00

I bought a gold fur coat last weekend and when I get back to Eugene, I'm going to wear it everywhere and be ridiculous. I'm listening to Rilo Kiley while getting dressed and dancing around. I'm in love.I spent a long time this morning trying to track down Rose's phone number and being unsuccessful. I remembered something we did in the summer when we were 14, told Christine about it, and felt

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1136590170945673372006-01-06T18:13:00.000-05:002006-01-06T18:29:30.986-05:00

I'm bored today and not sure what to do because I have to finish getting dressed and make lunch before I can go anywhere, and it's already 3 PM. I'm going to go buy jackets and books this afternoon, that's the plan. It's also rather important to figure out ways to use three avocados before they go bad. I've forgotten how to make guacamole again.I have practically NO goals for this break, and

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1135387375751810492005-12-23T20:22:00.000-05:002006-01-19T11:07:37.780-05:00

Hey Anthony, I miss you!

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1135229857391229712005-12-21T23:51:00.000-05:002005-12-22T00:44:39.616-05:00

I've been listening to And You Will Know Us By The Trail of Dead off and on for the past two days. I imagine what it looks like to perform this kind of sound when I hear it. The guitars are intensely attached to stairs of violent motion, I think.I've not much to report, since jetlag takes away my motivation. My mom got the new PNCA catalot in the mail, and a picture of me is on the cover. How

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1134618221267725792005-12-14T22:39:00.000-05:002005-12-14T22:43:41.276-05:00

We went to a Christmas party in Sylvia's room, with lots of tinsel and egg nog and Travis took pictures and I guess it could have been classier (reference 4 facebook photos of "Veronica's Ass"), but major kudos to Sylvia for the excessive tinsel and toe-tappin' holiday pop playlist.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1133643220171267222005-12-03T15:32:00.000-05:002005-12-03T15:53:40.726-05:00

I wish I had written something earlier to all of you. I've rediscovered my love of saunas and my perpetual procrastination of taking care of myself. I'm taking Survey of African Art next term, and it's almost completely unknown to me. I'm making less plans/risking more misadventures and being a little more paranoid about paper writing. I've been painting enormous paintings and liking it.If I

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1132765054115317522005-11-23T11:44:00.000-05:002005-11-24T01:35:45.253-05:00

Hey so woooo it's Thanksgiving weekend for EVERYONE in the sphere of my knowledge. I'm happy for them, but (secretly) I'm bitter! Christine is being a sweetheart, playing me Erlend Oye dance songs to make me cheer up. Um, I'm sticking around campus for all of today, and then I'm being picked up by my first cousin once removed for Thanksgiving with her/my relatives in New Jersey.I miss all of

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1131825370095490562005-11-12T14:31:00.000-05:002005-11-12T14:56:10.106-05:00

I just practiced pilates and my posture is REALLY good right now. I'm going to go to the common room to paint/do some hwk before this afternoon is completely gone. I was up until 5 last night, a late friday night! I was dressed like an anime character.. how strange. Even tho I only slept 7 hours I feel quite nice, quite nice indeed. Oh and below there, that's a mango.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1130791173297734522005-10-31T15:28:00.000-05:002005-10-31T15:39:33.323-05:00

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1130301739755141482005-10-26T00:41:00.000-04:002005-10-26T00:42:19.763-04:00

I am not a doormat, and I am not a fad, and no, I am not any of those things.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1130210857495549062005-10-24T21:42:00.000-04:002005-10-24T23:27:37.550-04:00

Sigh. Plato wrote Gorgias for classes to read. Charcoal was invented for artists to scratch with. Roommates were invented to socialize the timid. Dating was made to make the masses agonize over small details. Flourescence was made to pull people together into small rooms with better lighting.I wish I had a matchbook collection so I could light things on fire.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1130029757076140662005-10-22T21:09:00.000-04:002005-10-22T21:09:17.083-04:00

wait, maybe not?

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1130029162058084722005-10-22T20:47:00.000-04:002005-10-22T20:59:22.063-04:00

Hey, midterms are over. For the most part I TOTALLY kicked ass. Life is pretty wonderful right now; I'm happy. I spent the whole night with Anthony last night, and went out to dinner with Kent's dad + girlfriend at a El Salvidorian restaurant in Kingston tonight. Yessss for candied plantain. Yumnish.Woo, happiness. Not much to blog about. Nat also came over last night, we played him some

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1129782898432269912005-10-20T00:31:00.000-04:002005-10-20T00:34:58.436-04:00

Hey. I'm up late again, Christine has been awake for 30+ hours now, we're writing papers. I had another freakout today in class, I'm just too tired to function, and I can't talk about time management to adults without crying. They all want to make charts for me, and I just want to cry. And weep and cry and weep... doing anything challenging for an extended period of time in the middle of the

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1129708466338740162005-10-19T03:52:00.000-04:002005-10-19T03:54:26.346-04:00

I am up at four in the morningI am covered in charcoalthe damn proportions are not workingportfolio midterms are tomorrow, and this is sooo out of proportionand I COULD do better, given another daythis really sucks.la la lalala la...

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1129487984573270822005-10-16T14:39:00.000-04:002005-10-16T14:39:44.576-04:00

travelled the world under your spellcast on me in a motelturned my rainclouds into rainbowsbut i couldn't even tellas days apart turned into weeksmy memory played hide and seekwhile i was playing show 'n' telli took your trust and set it free

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1129447060446122712005-10-16T02:41:00.000-04:002005-10-16T03:17:40.506-04:00

I just got back from an off campus party at a house called WallBack. We walked a looong way 'cross campus, practically dragged by Ananda and Danny, who wouldn't let us sneak away when Christine and I tried to. Everyone else consumed a beer or two on the walk, I declined yet again. I found the whole journey entertaining, a long Odyssey in search of the rumored party of the night. One walks and

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1129134126663997122005-10-12T12:04:00.001-04:002005-10-12T12:22:06.710-04:00

Christine has returned from the land of New Jersey, and has brought avocados and other such fresh fruits with her. Yesss I'm no longer without bosom buddy to talk to, to confide in all my ramblings that come RIGHT before I go to sleep at 3 AM.I can't believe that I actually have someone to talk with when things get rough waay over here at school. Apparently Bridget dropped out of NYU and went

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1128658740448525022005-10-07T00:18:00.000-04:002005-10-07T04:51:09.493-04:00

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1128409076111102982005-10-04T02:47:00.000-04:002005-10-04T02:59:41.603-04:00

So this is what I believe:*I believe that college dances are meant to give guys hard ons and there is no other purpose to them*I believe that I can't finish my homework, perhaps ever*I believe that if I could get raped in NYC if I'm not careful late at night*I believe that Carey and Drew are probably never going to write me back*I believe that I'll go back in December, and not be able to solve

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1128358289953611592005-10-03T12:50:00.000-04:002005-10-03T12:51:29.960-04:00

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1127087999912718572005-09-18T19:45:00.000-04:002005-09-18T19:59:59.976-04:00

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

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1126577798433227232005-09-12T22:08:00.000-04:002005-09-12T22:16:38.436-04:00

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

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1126372820861787882005-09-10T13:16:00.000-04:002005-09-10T13:20:20.866-04:00

I slept in late, Dan is yelling outside the dorm room door. Hi Dan. "Gaaah!" you yell. "Raaa!"It's rather perplexing toDear christine and IWhy 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.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1126236022576686642005-09-08T22:59:00.000-04:002005-09-09T00:52:55.126-04:00

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1126199032754325792005-09-08T12:53:00.000-04:002005-09-08T13:03:52.760-04:00

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 SeminarInterpreting Hispanic Texts (300 level!)Drawing IThe Athenian CenturyI'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

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1125941104311554952005-09-05T13:18:00.000-04:002005-09-05T13:25:04.320-04:00

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

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1125525934755081322005-08-31T17:54:00.000-04:002005-08-31T18:05:34.760-04:00

I'm sitting at my oak desk and it is Wednesday. Drawing I was awesome this afternoon because I now am required to draw for hours and hours on the weekend in a whitely lit studio building (open 24/7!). There will be senior art majors there, sitting and smoking and staring at their art. There will be silly people who purposefully cover themselves in charcoal in order to look artsy, and don't

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1125299246854205892005-08-29T03:03:00.000-04:002005-09-03T15:57:42.353-04:00

Me on the first day (I look scared).*Steven Stevenson*Narayan, looking pretty damn fly.Ricky = being a sexy man.Steven and I fiddling.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1124569133377229422005-08-20T15:53:00.000-04:002005-08-20T16:18:53.386-04:00

I want to do this school a little justice, so here is one snapshot of where I live.Currently, my dorm is Tewksbury. It's a grey building with a lot of haphazardly fitted windows all over it, and is gray and aging like a condemned building. When you first enter the building with your keys, old carpeting and the smell of funk envelopes you. We have a large empty carpeted common room with some

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1123394590580427302005-08-07T02:01:00.000-04:002005-08-07T02:03:10.590-04:00

I'm at Bard. Most of you have no idea how late it is right now, so my God, if you want to know more, email me for all the crunchy nutty carmelly goodness. Mmm did I mention carmelly?

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1122930740423818242005-08-01T17:03:00.000-04:002005-08-01T17:12:20.430-04:00

I wasn't able to sleep last night, I just laid there and thought about leaving.I wish I had more time here so that I could give people more of a chance to get to know me. I'm going to leave home when it isn't a happy social place for me, so I feel like I'm running away instead of happily saying "see you soon."Going to college was something that my mom never even dared to dream about, so she is

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1122700123772267112005-07-30T01:03:00.000-04:002005-08-01T17:16:30.880-04:00

So I AM LEAVING ON AUGUST 4TH. Eep! All packed, all stuff shipped off, I officially have no clothes and no bathing suit and no freaking shoes in Eugene.I love to dance! I dance for hours for no reason, and (this time) I'm not exaggerating.Black Eyed Peas, Ciara,and random radio crap. Makes me so I have to move.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1122268789328964212005-07-25T01:19:00.000-04:002005-07-25T01:21:03.930-04:00

Danika you are so BEAUTIFUL!!!!

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1121747509362895612005-07-19T00:31:00.000-04:002005-07-19T00:31:49.370-04:00

I burnt my elbow with boiling water and it hurts.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1121316021790096372005-07-14T00:39:00.000-04:002005-07-14T00:40:21.796-04:00

Thank you Anna.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1121214507184294942005-07-12T20:04:00.000-04:002005-07-12T20:30:36.410-04:00

I plan to make a spy movie featuring myself stealthily investigating some sort of government building or food shop while Combustible Edison's "Short Double Latte" plays. I've decided to add the electronic breakdown four minutes into "Violent" by The Faint when the guards/food shop employees bust out to pursue me.Naturally my film will premiere in a dusty old theater near you.

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1120677966453260652005-07-06T15:25:00.000-04:002005-07-06T15:29:06.330-04:00

THE SANDWICH

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1120456938697154502005-07-04T01:54:00.000-04:002005-07-04T02:02:18.706-04:00

LORETTA The deal was if I came to the Opera with you you'd leave me alone forever. -She looks for his response. He makes none.- LORETTA I went with you. (pause, nothing) Now I'm gonna marry Johnny and you're

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1120112028425199852005-06-30T02:13:00.000-04:002005-06-30T02:18:20.580-04:00

Wow, it seems like all I do lately is write letters to people. I lose track of time while I write and write and write.. this time, though, it wasn't for anyone who might read this blog.*sigh*It's time for me to tell people how I feel and WHAT I WANT... to be a happier person.For example, he called again, like I thought he would. Even after I say what I want, he calls.It is less cruel to leave

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1119835824004225272005-06-26T21:26:00.000-04:002005-06-26T21:30:24.013-04:00

I just turned on my computer and checked my email.Then there was a fizzing noise and a huge cloud of smoke surrounded the back of my desk.Now my room smells like melted plastic.Oh god, I hope all the JPEGs on my computer are safe.It's like when Carrie Bradshaw's articles were scrambled because she forgot to back them up, 'cause she didn't know what a ZIP drive was. You know you're screwed when

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1119585823317898282005-06-23T23:59:00.000-04:002005-06-24T00:03:43.323-04:00

Tonight's theme is Wilco's "Alone": the early version from the Yankee Hotel Foxtrot demos. Shakin' sugar from a sugar spoonPeppermint tea afternoonAlone, alone, aloneTaking a shower take another napWatching television take a bathAlone, alone, aloneFeel like a book, but I just cant start itFeel like a lover, brokenheartedLook in the mirror at the face in the glassLook like a question no one ever

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1119509495965666652005-06-23T02:42:00.000-04:002005-06-23T02:51:35.973-04:00

Tonight I saw Kingdom of Heaven, starring Orlando Bloom, and he was suprisingly REALLY good in it. Thank god, I was losing faith in him, and I need to be SOMEWHAT justified in having a ginormous poster of him on my wall. Soo much gore in the movie. Rachel and I were cringing into each other every time someone's head was cut off, or partially severed . . . it varied from time to time.Aah, the

MaiaLouisenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5520887.post-1119412648298192762005-06-21T23:53:00.000-04:002005-06-21T23:57:28.303-04:00

I think that Jamaican reggae-soul music is the christmas carol of the summer season. Think about it, they embrace "the almighty" while bongos play and you hear waterfalls and wind and stuff. It gives me a similar feeling to listening to "Noel" next to a lighted christmas tree, cozy and happy and reading a book. It's optimistic about happiness and goodness in people, I think.I was listening to

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The monsoon has started!Isn't there supposed to be a tsunami today???

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Rawr I went to this weird party last night.There was an awful lot of pot there.I thought weed was powdered, not in kernels.Oh, how naive I am.I slept really really well over there though.Listened to Belle and Sebastian and danced with my arch-nemesis.Talked a lot, was sort of happy.So I feel pretty good right now about doing SOMETHING, at least.I saw the light outside at 8 AM this morning, and a

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Not to be trivial, but.I'm taking my food handler's test tomorrow.I haven't studied yet.I need to locate booklet about said test.Oh, and other things are abysmal.

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I woke up at 4:30 this afternoon, after 12 hours of "sleeping" after the all night party. I didn't sleep very well, it was more akin to pretend-sleeping, since so much caffeine was keeping me awake. My mocha kicked in about 3:45 when we were all moving to leave.Now I've left behind all these people I barely started to get to know!Maybe people get more sentimental this time of year. Last night

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Ughf I am so very SICK right now and I miss bunches of people, and I got no sleep last night for good reason, but now I have obligations to meet people and get things signed and try to slide past south administration (is. psycho AV policies etc) so I can finally leave this school behind.Hey you, call me! Actually I'm kinda losing my voice. My sister kept yelling across the house at me, she got

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I am going to a dance party.I am late.It is my dance party.I am late to my own dance party.

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"As I sat in a dark smokey bar last night, sipping Glogg and listening to the Smiths play from the Juke box in the corner, I couldn't help but let my mind drift to an old friend and wonder how he might be all these years later.Carl was one of my few friends in high school, and possibly the only one I liked. he wrote poetry endlessly, played guitar in a prolific band, spoke of Keats like he was

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long agothe delicate tangles of his haircovered the emptiness of my handwould you like to hear it again?

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"My "love life" has had a really rough time this year. It makes me question how I feel about my own sexuality, my desires, my necessities, and most of my opinions have changed dramatically.Adrienne Rich says that we need to "insist that work be as meaningful as love and friendship in our lives." When I first read this a few weeks ago I thought that she was crazy. I had always believed this. I

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I make up idioms that don't work a lot. Hitler often comes up inappropriately when I babble. But I NEVER babble, I only rant and chatter. I made a to-do list two days ago, and haven't done anything on it. It is posted on my bulletin board and, although beautifully scribed, it taunts me.I wish I didn't have to work, because WORKING=PERGATORY. People file and scan things in hell, I am sure.

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P.s. Hey Lucas, I'm sorry I didn't go to Blockbuster to say heeeyo on Sunday! Life has been rather talkative and hectic of late, as I'm sure you could have guessed. But I'll call you later in the week so you can give me all the flourescent lights and efficient-cute-blockbuster-coworker-girl lowdowns.

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I'm listening to Prabir online and diddling with stuff on my desk. Six dimes fit perfectly around the circumference of a franc. I have palmfuls of old coins on my desk from when this Russian (Czech?) gentleman visited my elementary school class and gave us a bunch of change from his wallet. Well... was pressured into forking it over by (us) small child robbers. I like to seal letters with wax

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Such a nice daySuch a nice night.Chancey is back to normaland his brother is his doppleganger?everyone I know is huggableexcept for Ottobut oh wellthat's okbecause I hug girly people too.

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It's really lame not to do your homework for looooong longlong extensions of time while completely dorking out trying to figure out how to play some card game in your new linux system when you could be reading David Sedaris and (gasp) actually be accomplishing your homework by doing so.It's laaame to stay inside your house because you are upset about going outside after being yelled at by your

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I miss Anna, so I listened to Sheryl Crow on the radio when I took a shower this afternoon.Anna always listens to the radio; it follows her around the house with every activity she does.It's silly of me, but I miss Carey even though he only left yesterday. Writing correspondence makes me sad sometimes, because I think of it as taking a photograph of who you were just then, to show to a person who

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I have been having the most amazing weekend, and now I feel like I have an enormous hangover or something. I went babysitting this afternoon, and Tre played with action figures and killed them about a thousand times. He is adorable, and very hyperactive.. he likes to pretend he is flying.I read him a story called "The Long, Long Letter." That should definitely go into the Children's Book Database

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Today I went to the park.I hid in the grass.I listened to my mixed CD and was happy.

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Hello, I'm in town again.. naturally.School is SO BORING, I have a terrible case of senioritis. There is simply no work left to be done! Jocelyn said this morning "Oh, we've fulfilled all our requirements for the year. So there is nothing left to do." And no, we cannot leave the room.God, I'm listening to a really pretty Smiths cover right now.If only I could get into Bard!Listen to this.

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Mmm I'm so excited, I'm going to Port Townsend.port townsend washington is intimidating but I will go anyway

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7:05. Drew turns 19 at 7:05 Post Meridian. SET YOUR CLOCKS PEOPLES. PUT THE COUNTRY ON NATIONAL ALERT. WOOOWOOOWOOO.

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When my sister turned 19 I told her that the 19th year is associated with hair metal bands and wild fornication. Plus tattoos, porn, faulty lotto tickets, and road trips in beat up roadie vans. So yes, happy birthday, and I wish you the best in all such pursuits for the next year.On another note, I'll declare to all my readers in Europe, SE Asia and Australia (and the world!) that Andrew

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Pssh so I'm doing a presentation on Stendhal next week, which I didn't read up on today because I was getting my prom dress fitted. My mom thinks that the dress looks better than the majority of the Oscar dresses this year, which is cool. Ha, I even bought chandelier earrings to match, just to be uber Nicole Kidman. I really can't decide if I'm in love with the dress yet.. I suppose I'll just

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Aha, so it seems there is much less time in my life than I first imagined.I only have FOUR classes... but my silly amount of free time is now being snatched away as each little assignment is contorted into something tedious and awful.I've been reading about the Cold War in my Keylor textbook for three hours today. It's INTERMINABLE. I mean, I would be fine with having to read ONE PARAGRAPH of

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My mum just found a wildflower patch in our yard, and gave me one.It smells like homemade berry ice cream on the Fourth of July.Listening to: A Minor Incident - Badly Drawn Boy (harmonica dance!)

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Sup. Today I went to the dentist. At dentist's offices there is always annoying jazz that you can't control or turn off. I've spent too much time today sitting in irritating places... case in point the hospital. In the hiring department, where I volunteer, people are always laughing obnoxiously. God, I wish they would just shut up. Especially when they are SO LOUD.. this one woman is constantly

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"Sometimes you see another person -- perhaps just crossing the street in front of your car at a stoplight -- and for a moment your entire being is focused on that human being; that person's history; their nature- the possibilities seem endless, but then the light changes and they are gone forever." - Jimmy Webb Acclaimed composer/songwriter/producer

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. -Picasso

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One college essay I wrote was about metaphors: show that you can be a master of metaphor. I decided to write my thoughts about a multimedia movie I made which combines the song "Street Spirit" by Radiohead with 21 Picasso paintings. I wrote and wrote and wrote and inked over 90% of what I wrote. It took a week, and this is what I found. Lines are too complicated for me to decipher.

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Ugh, I'm so TIRED of working on college applications. I have a lot of homework to do, and this is completely frustrating and lame, especially when you're trying to describe what you do in a day, and it bores you to death. My life is severely interesting because I am surrounded with severely interesting people.. I'm trying to convey what I feel about things but all I see is " I I I ".. and that

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www.toothpastefordinner.com

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Hey. Long time no see. I don't have much time right now.. I'm going to go shuffle papers at the hospital soon. I've been listening to Nikaido Kizumi, she's reeeeally good, thanks Lucas :) Maria loved her, too. Maria's gone and I miss her terribly. I can't believe I put her on that train back to Washington, it's positively awful. I've been ODing on Radiohead and Nick Drake for the past few

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PHYSICS AND ANYONE WHO LIKES IT SHOULD BURN IN HELL.

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I've just finished doing dishes while listening to the mixed CD I made for Nick. Before that I listened to Maria's Django Reinhart mix. I miss ~~~~+=+=s!! I've got a wall of lush tinkling piano dancing nostalgia. I'm debating whether to go to Portland or not -- I wish Drew and Rose could come... inevitably I'll get lost and stop driving in the middle of cracktown's cracktown. *dance dance!!

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