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Round and round...

Mon, 05 May 2008 05:28:36 GMT

I'm spending another summer in New Hampshire; and wondering how it ended up that way again. I'm sure my parents are probably thinking the same thing. But all in all, it's nice to know that I'm going home. No anxiety present about that trip.

"Nowhere I go is quite the same as that sweet home waiting for me, at the end of the day."

And every year I make a list of what the summer will hold. Rarely does it fall into that mold, but might as well keep a tradition on. And when is a better time to make useless lists than when you have a 15 page paper due so soon it could make you cry?

So, the summer,

gardening
blueberries
woods
facebook and television free
books
violin
a little rock climbing
a lot of hiking
hammocks
Patches Patricia Puppy Farrell aka Dog
ticks
early to bed, early to rise: sleep with the sun
Dennis + David + Senegal friends + NOLSies + Alex + new friends
Thesis
GIS
swimming
biking
living consciously and treading lightly
firewood
building
hard labor makes the hands rough, the mind bright, and the soul at peace
cooking and baking skills
family, the good and the bad
screen house
sleeping outside
slackline
practicing the many social skills that atrophy at New College
exploration and understanding of the land
using a chainsaw
driving stick
backing up the trailer
sawmill-ing
bringing some funk to the home-front
centering myself for an insane year ahead

Wed, 05 Mar 2008 23:23:39 GMT

I've got a facebook picture right now of me sitting on Buffalo Girl, harnessed in, being rail meat, bundled up away from the cold dark sky. And every time I look at it, I can't help but think of those days where I wasn't worried or stressed or upset. I thought the world would continue on, just as it was on that boat. By day learning and sailing, and by night venturing into dense British Columbian forests before falling asleep to Isaac's guitar on our sardine can boat beds.

There was nothing I could want more; even the sea sickness is appealing right now. The power of being at the helm, the goofiness of rigging up bosun chairs, the team effort to get up to as many knots as possible. And that was just the sailing section.

Fuck, I miss NOLS so much at this moment and all that came with it. Its sad that I can't share that with anyone around me. I don't even think it's appropriate to email to my fellow NOLSies right now; of course I can always call Bonnie later.

I MISS YOU NOLS. I'll get back to it at some point. But right now I just have to push through day by day, piece by piece.

Fri, 15 Dec 2006 07:45:34 GMT

I hope you found someone you can drink fine wine with. Because I haven't found anyone.

Take note

Sun, 10 Dec 2006 07:20:10 GMT

Best night of the entire semester: December 9th

Thu, 07 Dec 2006 19:03:18 GMT

I MISS YOU.

Tue, 05 Dec 2006 04:53:29 GMT

I'm touring to New Hampshire
Yah there's some good friends
I've been wanting to see
when I get back here
it's gonna be a whole other year
will you be around
but I want you to know I meant what I said when I said that I liked you
cause I really like you
still do

I use livejournal for taking lyrical notes and as a procrastination tool

Tue, 05 Dec 2006 04:15:55 GMT

look bitches: this is my plan for the next forever.
First:

We'll have Christmas, maybe a tree, maybe a whole family, maybe no one.

Then I'll probably look like this (I tend to look like this at home) for a month or so.
HOPEFULLY WHILE DOING THIS:
http://docs.unh.edu/NH/altn57sw.jpg

Then I will go here:

to hear my sister speak.

THEN I WILL FLY OFF TO THE SCARIEST AND HOPEFULLY MOST IMPORTANT SEMESTER OF MY LIFE:

Sun, 03 Dec 2006 02:49:39 GMT

put your ear to the sky
and listen, my darling
oh, everything whispers
I love you

Sat, 02 Dec 2006 00:26:33 GMT

"Show me a 20 year old who isn't in love."
(House)

True true true.

Thu, 30 Nov 2006 18:46:23 GMT

I don't have an ISP. (Forms are due tomrrow? Who would have known?) But I didn't really want to DO a January ISP. I want to do a SUMMER ISP. You either need two math ISPs or two Biology ISPs. It's too bad I still don't know what my AOC is, nor do I have an adivsor to figure this out with. I guess I'll approach Gilchrist about how I can fit biology into the next two years - but she makes me really nervous.

Stressed, but I can do it. (Should I feel lame about being stressed by the ridiculous classes I'm actually taking?)

I need to be more responsible. This semester has been more than worthless and I think next semester will be the most valuable semester of my college career.

Sun, 26 Nov 2006 02:13:30 GMT

I am currently missing a few quasi-important things

~~my bike lock~~
~~my journal~~
my debit card
my student id
my birks
and some other (pink) stuff

We've Got Everything

Tue, 21 Nov 2006 05:34:10 GMT

We were dead before the ship even sank.

http://netzoo.net/modest-mouse-always-a-treat/

New songs, live recordings. Check it.

Tue, 21 Nov 2006 04:14:27 GMT

As I'm about to fall asleep at 10:30, I'm thinking about all the things I'm thankful for. It is the season, right?

I'm thankful for this past year's experiences.
Guatemala, blueberries, my relationships with people and myself, a successful second semester, the journey I've been taking recently.

I'm thankful for the people in my life.
Corri, David, Randall, Brittney, Michael, Alex, Janie, Megan, Jill, Dennis, Jenba, Allie, Max, Robbie, Christina, Camille, Alton, Morgan, the welcoming and friendlier B-dormers, my beautiful new first year friends, all my past and current roommates, the kids like Rio, Carl, Jasmine, and John whom I don't see often enough, my Alton people who I haven't seen in too long, even MX people I don't keep track of,friendly and caring professors, and my supportive parents.

I'm thankful for special things.
My bike, my skis, my shelter, water, food, books, music. The sauna, my home, my safety, my health, Patty, my notebooks, extra small classes, honey bees.

I'm thankful for New College.
I'm thankful for the sun and our planet.

I'm thankful for my woods, the trees, and all the growing things (she provides).

I'm thankful for what peace exists. I am thankful for the possibility of peace that continues to exist.
I'm thankful for the love that exists within everyone, and the love that has been shown to me from so many people.

Mon, 20 Nov 2006 21:59:09 GMT

Apparently our sauna is finally complete and functioning.

It's going to be a good December.

Charm?

Sun, 19 Nov 2006 06:03:14 GMT

A jumped-up pantry boy
Who never knew his place

...

He doesnt see
His days are tumbling
Down upon him
And yet he tries so hard to please
Hes just so keen
For you to listen
But no-ones listening
And when you put it all together
Theres the model of a charmless man

It's amazing how one evening can change your entire out look on such important things.
I'm ready to go back to the New Hampshire woods that took such good care of me in my youth.

Fri, 17 Nov 2006 01:11:19 GMT

you had yourself a crazy lover
you got a job up in alaska
you took the path of least resistance

I'm feeling this positive/negative.

How can someone so consistently mess up as much as every instance? How can someone so inconsistent mess up so consistently?

I like songs about drifters, books about the same. They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.

modest mouse

Mon, 13 Nov 2006 14:35:58 GMT

Foray into Pancake Making at New College #1:
Relatively bland.
Need more baking powder?
Really good with bananas.
Maple and brown sugar is way too sweet.
But bananas with maple and brown sugar is the bomb - even though that doesn't involve pancakes.
*I don't think I like the recipe I'm using. (I wish I had the one from home.)

To be continued later this week.

Mon, 13 Nov 2006 02:03:39 GMT

Pancakes tomorrow starting at 9:30 I think.
Come and get some if you wish.

Sun, 12 Nov 2006 12:44:12 GMT

The best part of my morning was when, as I was leaving my room at 6:45, I saw Carl and Rio sitting upstairs talking. They waved to me.

I just fed the bees, and I am starving. Pancakes? It's too bad I don't have bananas.

*no pancakes until tomorrow because I don't have baking powder, bananas, apples, blueberries, or chocolate chips.

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 20:43:57 GMT

I just ate an entire box of Strawberry Fields. RIDICULOUS BEHAVIOR.

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 06:21:30 GMT

also I forgot the highlight of my day was when Barry gave me a pinecone.

"I am going to make it through this year if it kills me."

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 06:06:52 GMT

"we're gonna take a walk outside today
we're gonna see what we can find today"

a weekend consisting of
short haircuts and being uncomfortable in my skin and situation
unbalance, rebalance?
puzzles
laughter, ridiculousness at the gangsta wall
trying to feed some bees (fucking all the shit up)
eating well
Mote, beaches, and thai
Aaron, Hooch, Lisas, Brittney, Morgan
The loss of a boy [best] friend.
MONICA CAME BACK.
Milo and Otis for Sunday movie night
tea.
Mountain Goats.
Moon rings.

"'Tis the gift to be simple,
'tis the gift to be free,
'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
It will be in the valley of love and delight."

Fri, 03 Nov 2006 21:20:36 GMT

It might be the cider, it might be the chai, but this is the worst chaider I've ever had.

(And I miss home because of it, but next time I go home, a little bit of New College will go with me. Lovelovelovelovelovepeacejoy.)

Tue, 31 Oct 2006 13:59:36 GMT

Do y'all like candy corn? 'Cause there's a plenty lot of candy corn up here.

BALLET DANCERS ARE TOO DAMN SKINNY.

Sun, 29 Oct 2006 21:41:57 GMT

let me count the ways
that I abhor you,
and you were never a good lay
and you were never a good friend
but, oh, oh, what else can I say...
I adore you

Some Ani from Math Clinic. Whole Foods really cheered me up.

You've got the Perfect disguise and you're lookin' o.k.
From the bottom of the best of the worst, well what can I say
'Cause you cocked your head to shoot me down, down
And I don't give a damn about you or this town no more
No cause I know the score
Need me to fall down, so you can climb up
Some fool ass ladder, well good luck
I hope, I hope there's something better up there
Cause you cocked your head to shoot me down, down
And I don't give a damn about you or this town no more
No cause I know the score
Well good luck believing every word that's said
I hope you have enough space in your head
I don't know, broke my back

Modest Mouse's song.