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31 December 2010 @ 11:59 pm
I realized that I need to start keeping a list of books I'm reading this year. I always mean to keep a list, but I'm actually going to do it this time.

Books Read

1. Island of the Blue Dolphins - Scott O'Dell, on 1/1/10
2. The Waters & The Wild - Francesca Lia Block, on 1/11/10
3. I Am an Emotional Creature - Eve Ensler, on 2/28/10
4. Stargirl - Jerry Spinelli, on 3/5/10
5. Between Mom & Jo - Julie Anne Peters, on 3/13/10
14 April 2010 @ 07:14 pm

I'm a first-time guinea pig owner and just got my first one yesterday. He is sneezing a lot, like every few minutes (at least we think it's a sneeze) and were wondering what could be causing this and how often it's normal. I know an upper respiratory infection could cause it, but maybe certain foods or bedding could as well? 
20 February 2010 @ 01:23 am
 We got the townhouse apartment. :) Tomorrow, we figure out our move-in date for certain and get our new address! Great birthday present. 
16 February 2010 @ 12:07 am
Change of plans: Emily (if you don't remember who I'm talking about, we saw Amanda Palmer with her) is going to live with us in a two-bedroom apartment for $200/month. The rent for a two-bedroom with her will be slightly cheaper, and we want to help our friend have a place she can call home for a year. It hadn't really occurred to any of us, but then Emily texted me a few hours ago, Cat and I talked it over, and I just got off the phone with her. She is going to look at that second apartment with us tomorrow. Since we're getting a two-bedroom now, it will be an actual townhouse instead of an apartment! We'll have a BALCONY. My god. It sounds wonderful.

I'm a little nervous about moving in with another friend, especially one I don't know very well yet. But though I don't know her extremely well and haven't known her for super long, it's been so great knowing her. She is so sweet. And awesome. And she is a neat person, as in, she won't leave the dishes in the sink for five days. My fear is that we'll end up feeling the same way about each other that Erin and I feel about each other now. But Emily is responsible, nice, and definitely not afraid to speak her mind if needed. She seems to have a good head on her shoulders.

Cat and I are looking forward to this. Also, Emily and I haven't had the time to see each other much, and even though we're friends, we know we could be really great friends but we just haven't had the time to get to know each other well enough. Now, we will have plenty of time.

Current Mood: pleasedpleased
10 February 2010 @ 03:59 pm
This girl is awesome. I think she must be the original creator of the change purse we saw in Bust. She has made tons of great things and she's so young! Basically my age and so creative. I am inspired to be more crafty. I need to learn to sew, it's the most basic thing and what I need to know for most of the things I ever want to make.
03 November 2009 @ 02:34 pm
It's gonna be awesome.

21 October 2009 @ 12:11 pm
Oh my god. I just found out that Amanda Palmer is going to be four hours away, in North Carolina, next month. And Cat just recently said that we can't drive to Charleston, which is an hour and a half away, because she doesn't trust her car Lucy to make it.

I am so upset! AMANDA PALMER! And I can't go. I wish we knew someone else going or something, so we could ride with them. But I don't even know anyone else who likes her, except for people who don't drive.

Only a few SC people are on here, but do any of you know anyone who is going? 
17 October 2009 @ 02:39 pm
Libba Bray love. I respect her more than any other writer (her and David Levithan, who she hangs out with, by the way! Oh my god, perfection.

From her most recent post:

I think this will be one of those odd, not-quite-right-in-my-skin posts today. Last night, the family and I went to see “Where the Wild Things Are.” It was a weep-fest among the three of us. Some folks on Twitter asked if the movie was too scary for a five-year-old/seven-year-old/fill in with age here. I loved Maurice Sendak’s response. Apparently, he said that if the adults were too scared, they could go and let the kids stay. LOL. But it’s true. I think kids are much less afraid of the darker, sadder aspects of life than we give them credit for. It’s the adults who can’t quite bear that sadness. It’s as if we, too, fall victim to magical thinking; we think we can protect kids from life’s inherent injustices and cruelties, from the knowledge that things fall apart, that our anger is powerful, and that, ultimately, underneath it all, we are alone in a big world in a vast universe. And we try to bridge that loneliness with our connection to other people, people who disappoint us as much as they love and complete us. Life is hard. Growing up is hard and it never stops. Thank heavens for art.

Anyway, it’s been a long time since I saw something that felt as if it pierced through every piece of my armor and jostled my atoms inside. I’m still waiting for those atoms to settle. I always loved that book. I think I identified with Max. And I loved that he could be so angry and not have to be penitent in the end. He could just sail away and return when he felt ready to rejoin civilization.

There’s a moment in the beginning of the film that involves a snow fort. I won’t spoil it for you except to say that it doesn’t end well and Max’s response is so nakedly honest and true that I was completely disarmed. I felt what he was feeling. That happened a lot. There are many silences in the film. (Someone said that the book has only ten sentences? Must hunt down my copy to verify this.) At times, Karen O’s soundtrack (which helped make it for me) is filled with the kind of humming children do when they are playing unselfconsciously. It has howling and screeching. It’s primal.  It’s terrific. Yeah, it’s getting a workout on my iPod today.  

I think that’s what I really respected about this movie: Spike Jonze and Dave Eggers  and Karen O trust us to have whatever feelings we’re going to have. They don’t explain. They don’t try to take the hurt away. They don’t reassure. They don’t patronize or spoon-feed or lie. They let us be. And when we are ready, they let us return, changed. I guess that’s what ideal parents do, too.

It really made me think about art and writing, about how we approach what we do, about that trust between the writer and reader. I am hoping I can take some of these lessons to heart in future writing and allow the work to be. It’s certainly left me with lots of thoughts/feelings/questions to sift through. Thanks, Spike, for letting me get in touch with my inner wild thing for a bit. We’re never too old for rumpusing.

I am very excited to be seeing this tonight.

What did you guys think of it? 


21 September 2009 @ 03:39 am
As part of my speech for Public Speaking class, I had to choose a manuscript to read from. It was allowed to be anything, and I wanted to choose something that is really important, so I decided to read from a book by Eve Ensler. It was hard to choose which book, but I finally decided on The Good Body.

This is what I read:

I am stepping off the capitalist treadmill. I am going to take a deep breath and find a way to survive not being flat or perfect. I am inviting you to join me, to stop trying to be anything, anyone other than who you are. I was moved by women in Africa who lived close to the earth and didn’t understand what it meant to not love their body. I was lifted by older women in India who celebrated their roundness. I was inspired by Marion Woodman, a great Jungian analyst, who gave me confidence to trust what I know. She has said that “instead of transcending ourselves, we must move into ourselves.” Tell the image makers and magazine sellers and the plastic surgeons that you are not afraid. That what you fear the most is the death of imagination and originality and metaphor and passion. Then be bold and LOVE YOUR BODY. STOP FIXING IT. It was never broken.

Cat said I would look so weird reading that in front of the class, because I'm so thin. She was probably right. I bet it did seem strange. But Eve Ensler, in my opinion, is one of the most important women out there. She's just so freaking amazing. Anyway, I'm hoping that these words meant something to at least one person who listened to me read them.

I'm becoming more interested in feminism, LGBT rights, and general equality and 'loving yourself' kind of stuff every day. I want to be more active in all of those things, to become more comfortable with myself and fight for myself, as well as fight for others and help them. What I really want is to be the next Eve Ensler.

The main point of this post was to share what I read outloud, though, and I hope you guys like it / realize how true it is and decide to run with it!