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three months shy of five years, and i find myself in a bit of a predicament. for reasons beyond my control, i will be relocating my blog (suggestions for sites are welcome!). i know there are a few of you out in cyber-space who periodically check in. email me, and i will let you know when i find a new home.
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| bloodlines |
[06 Mar 2008|08:52am] |
portishead and coffee- good way to start a morning... my schedule has been a little funk-ified this week, so the munchkins are feeling neglected. lear sits in front of my face on the bed and glares at me until i get up- it's like he knows that every time i press the snooze button, that's 9 more minutes of lap-time he loses. today they seem content- back to my typical caffeine and laptop ritual.
experienced my first lobos game tuesday night. the pit was sold out and the crowd was crazy (especially the little old lady sitting behind us who sounded like a louder version of anne ramsey- of 'throw mama from the train' and 'goonies' fame). good night of cheap entertainment. i've promised jill that i'll keep her company at more games next season.
less than a week ago, i was wearing flip-flops and last night it snowed. i just wish the weather would make up its mind.
my dad called last night to make fun of his fiance b/c she burned a hole in their carpet with the iron and to brag on big g's salt water skills (long story but the gist is that quinn got a new tank, so donated the old one to little bro, much to everyone's dismay- 'tis a rather expensive habit).
it really does look lovely (and much better than when he inherited it).
anyway... politics came up, seeing as the primary/caucus (still confusing me- why do they need both?) just went down yesterday. quinn and angela were considering going out to vote, but there were lines, bad weather, etc- all the usual excuses that keep people at home. i was a little shocked, seeing as my dad is the most right-wing individual i know (but in tx you can vote in both primaries- doesn't matter how you're registered). it's a point of contention- there have been some nasty throw-down arguments, to the point that i try and avoid the topic at all costs these days. curiosity got the better of me, so we started talking about who he might vote for. in his endearing (and ridiculously strong) accent he informed me that he was still upset that fred thompson dropped out of the race. "that guy just looks like a president. he has a fine looking wife, and i watch him on tv at least once a week." all of this said with no hint of sarcasm- as if these are the most valid reasons to choose our nation's leader that he could imagine... *sigh*
Get yourself together
Let the light pour in
Pour yourself a hot bath, pour yourself a drink
Nothing's gonna happen without a warning
Down is the new up
-Radiohead
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| dilemma-ing |
[04 Mar 2008|08:23am] |
i want on-off switches installed in my head (or maybe some sort of clapper system)- i have these tracts of un-useful, unproductive thoughts that play over and over, looping around, never getting any closer to a solution (or continually returning to solutions that i don't like). bah.
finally finished michael clayton- i was quite impressed, but i'm doubting the academy's judgment. tilda swinton was good, but not great.
here's hoping texas pulls through on this rather important day. i hear magglet and jeffypop have been out on the streets, stirring up obama-support. if anybody could rock my vote, it would be those two.
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| what me worry? i never do... |
[02 Mar 2008|12:31pm] |
bbq at tooley's on friday. my first venture into the world of banana pudding production was fairly successful. we played clue and apples to apples- the usual drunken hilarity ensued (at least e and i were amusing each other).
more pictures up at picasa.
not terribly impressed with the film version of the other boleyn girl. too much plot, too little character development. did i mention the dialogue was horrific? however, eric bana makes a fine looking king. i could see pledging my fealty to him...
last night- made it downtown to see the pana sonic, we were born as ghosts, and coma recovery. for a night of awkward moments, the overall experience was better than expected. worrying is a tiring and futile business.
In the spring I'll dust off my lute, stuff my suitcase full of blues
and I'll stir the dust underneath the thrust of my clicking heels
C'est la vie
-St. Vincent
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| snow bunnies |
[01 Mar 2008|05:55pm] |
Ali- sporting a big smile and her super cool vest
Tools
lift ticket
me and mi madre
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[26 Feb 2008|08:20pm] |
it is becoming increasingly difficult to leave abq and make myself return- 3 days in angelfire with seven of my favorite people and beautiful, beautiful snow... i was wishing for a blizzard- anything to be stuck in that condo for a few more days.
i'm a little unsure about the whole snowboarding thing. i was more comfortable the second day, but i hate, more than anything, feeling like a burden. i think another lesson with a stranger is the way to go. caveat- i have a new-found appreciation for anyone who plays contact sports- the force of slamming my own body against the mountain over and over has left me feeling a little bit like death, and i don't appear to be returning to baseline.
i haven't watched SNL in years, but i think this week might be the week i get back into it- ellen page and wilco! woot :)
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[21 Feb 2008|12:39am] |
i know i've posted these before, but this remains one of my favorite songs... shuffle failed me early in the evening, but seems to be back on track- reading my mind, finding me lullabies.
all the sweethearts of the world
are out dancing in the places
where me and all my friends go to hide our faces
avenues run one way
streets they run the same
something in the air here
still keeps me away
though the cops here they can't take me to your house
I get directions and pretend I was somewhere else
all the sweethearts of the world are out littering the bars
and I am still avenues from any place you are...
-whiskeytown
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| the sun & the moon, the moon & the sea |
[20 Feb 2008|08:38pm] |
not much to report. feb's magic word has been avoid- avoiding exercise, school-work (specifically, anything involving the "M" word), social obligations, responsibility, life in general... as revenge, sleep has decided to avoid me. i am soooo ready for march.
spring is teasing, and i'm happy to see her slowly return. after a few weeks of slack, it's been a week of perfect running weather. tonight- slightly overcast, threatening rain, light breeze, amazing clouds... made my heart hurt it was so beautiful. my love of abq temporarily returns. poor city- no one should be forced to deal with my fickle affection.
It's in your head
God how your stars are falling
Just tilt the world again...
-people noise
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[15 Feb 2008|10:46am] |
As a child on the island, you'd doze,
As the light of the moon reflected off your toes.
And the wind off the water felt warm
In the calm of the night that came before the storm
You would dream of the ocean,
Waves from the Aleutians crashing on the shore
And you'd dream of the Maori,
Alive in the South Sea.
You always said that you'd be fine.
There's no predicting what could happen in a lifetime.
Maybe you've just lost your mind.
Well, there's a lot to be said for what's been left behind.
-girlyman
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| 'til we were falling... |
[09 Feb 2008|11:10pm] |
And here in our hovel we fuse like a family,
But I will not mourn for you.
So take off your makeup
And pocket your pills away.
We're kings among runaways...
-the decemberists
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[08 Feb 2008|04:15pm] |
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edie bear turns one today. and i am sick sick sick for home...
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| me talk pretty one day |
[01 Feb 2008|04:24pm] |
barack was lovely. i was down in the overflow room, so watched the majority of the speech on the big screen. but i had a brief view of him in person, which was really all i wanted.
i'm too cynical to be involved in politics... my problem- i want so badly to fall in love with the portrait of america that he paints. this borderline utopian world, where every american has a living wage, a college education, quality healthcare, a green economy... i sit and listen to his words, and instead of becoming more hopeful, i come up with a billion questions about feasibility. i don't think that it can happen in four years, or even eight. deep down, i don't really believe that it can ever happen.
the end result, he has my vote (assuming he beats out hillary- my fear of labels is keeping me out of the super tues fun), but i'm prepared for disappointment.
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| cheap sunglasses |
[27 Jan 2008|11:20pm] |
hiding from the paparazzi or getting ready to throw a gang sign...
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| the bells ring no |
[26 Jan 2008|01:54am] |
i forgot my favorite moment of this less-than-spectacular week... i'm testing a 13 year old girl on wed at the neuropsych clinic. i won over her approval pretty quickly, earning "cool" status before our lunch break. however, she was shocked and dismayed to learn that i don't have kiddos of my own. "how old are you anyway?" i tell her the truth, expecting a "damn- 27 is old" type of response. instead i get "really??? i thought you were WAAAAYYYY older than that..."
ego=0, teenager=1
So should you go lookin' for a testament to youth in verse,
dedications to the same old curse,
don't blame the stations when they play you like a fool
and like a fool you get played with
Baby, think twice, maybe it's not all,
maybe it's not alright
Oh my sweet witness, can't you hear the voices?
They're telling the children to rock for their choices...
-the new pornographers
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| parallel lines move so fast... |
[24 Jan 2008|11:06pm] |
what's the immaterial substance
that envelopes two,
that one perceives as hunger
and the other as food
-kings of convenience
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| malaise |
[24 Jan 2008|06:09pm] |
we have created a monster with our healthcare system. doctors are soooo afraid of complaints and lawsuits that they fail to do their job. for the simplest of diagnoses, they refer out, so if, by some infinitesimally teeny chance it's something more serious than is apparent on the surface, they covered their bases. well- f-u, student health. and f-me for not following my gut and ignoring their advice. i have viral conjunctivitis- pink eye caused by my lingering cold. disgusting? yes, i'm aware. i look like a less rabid version of the 28 days later zombies. i go in this morning, wanting nothing more than a prescription for eye drops. instead, the doctor completely freaks me out, suggesting that it might be an infection of the iris and that i need to see a specialist immediately and that they are going to dilate my eyes and do some other procedures to rule out any serious complications. so i cancel my entire afternoon, go sit in another doctor's office for an hour and a half, only to have this dude look at my eye for less than a minute, write me a scrip for a $70 unnecessary antibiotic ("it's viral, but just to be safe"), and send me off to walgreen's to buy over-the-counter fake tears. my day was wasted, my eye still hurts, and i am in a horrible, horrible mood.
i just want to be healthy. 100%... or maybe 110%- is that too much to ask?
i did do laundry, so now i have clean pajamas- a silver lining to every dark cloud. i think it should be a viable option for more (all?) activities to be completed in pj's.
Hey look kids you need to change your tune
That avenue you traveling unraveling soon
You'll be battling doom but does it matter to you
Worried 'bout who was laughing at you
Your appearance is more important that what's really real
'Cause here it is situation's bad not meaning good
-Handsome Boy Modeling School feat. Del the FH and Barrington Levy
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| weird fishes |
[19 Jan 2008|12:22pm] |
In the deepest ocean
The bottom of the sea
Your eyes
They turn me
Why should I stay here?
Why should I stay?
I'd be crazy not to follow
Follow where you lead
Your eyes
They turn me
Turn me on to phantoms
I follow to the edge of the earth
And fall off
Everybody leaves
If they get the chance
-radiohead
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