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| I thought of more good 2009 moments |
[03 Jan 2010|12:51am] |
10. Opening for Dufus on Valentine's Day
9. The positive response, and especially the return letters, to my letter this summer.
8. The play Casey wrote as Devin's present at our Secret Santa party
7. Bithes, Bimbos and Ballbreakers' opening night
6. Being in silence at Taize - crying in the silent church, reading about Jennifer Finney Boylan riding her bike through Cluny and talking to someone there about time, playing with clay, enjoying my own company.
Honorable mention (though there isn't much order to these, anyway): Saving that turtle that was wandering across Route 1!
This exercise made this seem like a pretty good year, which I wouldn't have expected.
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[01 Jan 2010|01:33am] |
Top five moments/periods of 2009! L Sid asked.
5. Last night of camp: Club Q!
4. House sitting in Providence: talks with Laura and Mindy, specifically.
3. Ian and I, apartment!
2. Meeting my niece. She's amazing.
1. Restoring Kaniakapupu.
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[16 Dec 2009|11:35pm] |
Someone from class called me "RJ" today as if it was a word and it sounds like "urge" and I reaaaally liked it even though it was probably an accident. Ha.
Oh God I can't believe how much I am not writing this giant paper due Friday. Goodnight.
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[09 Dec 2009|01:35pm] |
jan: Friends, I'm in fucking Hawaii.
feb: Oh gosh guys, I've been putting it off because I'm poor and wasn't sure if I'd buy the right thing but a new labret stud arrived this morning.
mar:
dear friends,
WHO IS IN THESE PICTURES?
apr: as if I didn't love this woman already, she plays the uke: http://www.myspace.com/ukeboxheroes
may: joan of arcadia is being WAY too relevant to my life right now.
june:
back
I guess I'm not a heinous pig whore
and I really like sesame street
july: so!
aug: lol @ "so when are YOU having a baby?" insinuations at my brother and sister-in-law's baby shower today.
sept: oooh i did done did it
oct: Today I was walking down a hall and Amy Stevens, the school's computer lady/Women's Studies professor/queer enthusiast waved at me, so I said, "Hi, Amy", and she said, "RJ, right?"
nov: I was going to write this in a message to him, but seriously?
dec: "Dear R.J., I am in receipt of your letter requesting a release from the spring semester portion of your 2009-2010 Residence Area Occupancy Agreement (RAOA)."
Ugh, I wish I was still in Hawaii.
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[05 Dec 2009|05:10pm] |
So today is Ian and I's fifth anniversary, and we really are planning nothing special except sushi, and have sort of talked about how five years seems like a lot and we should be making elaborate plans to sweep one another off of our feet, but we're not because we have, you know, school and work.
So, today I was looking up Christmas songs and realized that the ukulele chords to All I Want For Christmas is You are really doable.
Ian works at a little deli/cafe called Helen's Place on Spring Street, which is major commercial area in Williamstown, and every year they have a Williamstown Holiday Walk or something to that effect, it's a whole day of sales and raffles and carols and dogs dressed like reindeer - particularly on Spring Street. So, Spring Street would be busy and all Christmas'd out.
I planned to go to Helen's Place under the guise of bringing Ian his winter jacket, as today is also the first real snow we've had - it's very fluffy and Christmasy and pretty. And I would hand him the jacket and my ukulele would be underneath, and in the middle of a crowded cafe I would play two verses of "All I Want For Christmas is You" on the ukulele and then say "Happy Anniversary" and kiss him and everyone in the cafe would put down their festive peppermint cocoa to clap and the children would remember this day for THE REST OF THEIR LIVES
...BUT HELEN'S PLACE CLOSES EARLY ON SATURDAY.
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dave end auuugh
I regret missing his show errgh
"If there is someone who cannot stop dreaming about you, you better hope they have the decency to call or write, because that is a pretty good indication of the fact that you are not alright, no, you are not alright. And I hide myself away with DVDs and Marvel, but you do something far worse, you are hiding underneath her skirt, away from all the people who love what you say, they want to help. You make you make, you make your ideas come true. And I don't have girlfriend, but I have a room with instruments in it, and I've made an album or two, and half of my songs are about you. But I'm not gonna call or write."
I also quoted him in my application for this, ha ha.
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[22 Oct 2009|01:06am] |
- socks
- boxer briefs
- that is really all I can think of
- what does this say about me?
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[13 Oct 2009|01:47am] |
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Ian just said "merlot" in his sleep. Not usually a sleep-talker! Weird.
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[06 Oct 2009|11:31pm] |
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Faces is clearly in the background of Questionable Content today. Sometimes I forget that it's set in Northampton and that I, you know, go there; and then I remember and wonder whhhyyy is QC not way more queer?
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[18 Sep 2009|03:47pm] |
um. got me some new icons. sometimes i don't fully understand the internet. makes me feel old.
on the topic of sesame street: being super grover for halloween hell yes
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[18 Sep 2009|09:58am] |
I met the kid! And I brought her soft books with sesame street characters talking about love, hugs, smiles and kisses as a welcome-to-the-world present.
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[12 Sep 2009|11:38pm] |
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niece is coming tomorrow!
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[26 Aug 2009|10:30pm] |
so on my public blog the other day i posted about freee documentaries on the internet, which fill my heart with joy.
and tonight I just found out that But I'm A Cheerleader is on google video. which is magical, because I realized I lost my copy a month or so ago.
internet, is there anything you can't do?
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[04 Aug 2009|01:46pm] |
Ian called out a fellow biodude on making rape jokes.
Swooooon.
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[02 Aug 2009|05:05pm] |
lol @ "so when are YOU having a baby?" insinuations at my brother and sister-in-law's baby shower today.
ugh @ the sheer amount of pink.
I already bought the little babe one of these, and this is on its way from the internet (I also ordered this, but the place I ordered from was sold out, so I'm going to check a place in Providence down the street from where I'm house-sitting next month - avoiding more shipping fees if I can will be good). But I was kind of freaked by the idea of my niece wearing almost exclusively pink for the first two years of her life, so I ordered this for her when I got home today. Hopefully they'll end up using it- they have mountains of clothes at their house to sort through.
yeah, so, sometimes I think I exaggerate how ingrained gender is into all our choices, and especially our consumer choices, but then I try going to, you know, any store.
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[22 Jun 2009|02:14am] |
Livejournal. It's been a while. I joined twitter. I'm so sorry.
Twitter is so much more intimidating than facebook, though. Maybe because Jay fucking Smooth, Bitch fucking Magazine and Gov. Arnold fucking Schwarzenegger read what I say. The Governor of California was my first follower, and I'm not following him. How does this happen?
After Taize I was in a very healthy mental space for a bit. Very accepting. Now it's a bit, well. You know how brains are. I'm trying, always trying.
I watched Revolutionary Road on the flight back. Northwest airlines carries an impressively wide selection of depressing movies. I always seem to be more moved by secondary characters and plots than the main one. Maybe I still see myself as a secondary character. Or maybe the writing is just better in that kind of area. Or maybe I'm just making the exceptions the rule because I only notice the exceptions.
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[11 May 2009|03:52pm] |
joan of arcadia is being WAY too relevant to my life right now.
at least people in my life don't execute people for me?
oh gosh remember joan of arcadia you all?
i had a big crush on the boy(s) on this show.
i am home from school now (as evidenced by watching the scifi network [joan of arcadia is scifi?] in the middle of the day) and am surprised that i am capable of cooking food for myself!
OK now God is using a rip van winkle metaphor about love but there WAS NO ROMANCE IN RIP VAN WINKLE. I read it! God should know this.
the resemblance is not helping.
oh now season one of lost is on!
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