| compile-ation,,, "i'm right here, & don't look back" |
[Oct. 20th, 2009|11:40 pm] |
drive to the junction. follow the train tracks. become a boxcar explorer, and then do it again
tonight we drove to Wisconsin so that we could sit in a diner made of metallic siding and smoke indoors. As we returned to minneapolis and the golden skyscrapers lit up the clouds over head, Jess whispered to herself "i can't believe we live here." the doors, light my fire
Dan and I had a long, damn good conversation over more Mozart cassettes and shamanism
well okay, this is everything i've got, these are the things you should know, and some memories i've got tucked in my back pocket. essentially this is what's left of me on this here laptop that was never shown on this journal. think of this as a proper bookend.
fleeting. "girl from the north country", reading mark twain in the living room/occasional tattoo parlor of our home as ashley gets her half sleeve and we melt in lovely comfort.
( excuse me sir, I'm lost: I'm looking for a place where I can get lost: : : : : ) |
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[Oct. 16th, 2009|05:46 pm] |
cold rain and cold snow
shivers, frustration, heartache
homeward bound |
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| WARRIOR woman |
[Sep. 14th, 2009|03:17 pm] |
2 and a half month-update:
Who knew 10 weeks could do so much. For now all you really need to know is that everything's turned out okay. I paint more now than I ever have before and I love it, even though it keeps me a bit of a recluse and my roommates kinda resent me. but that's okay too--i may be a hermit but I'm also more independent than I ever have been before (and that's saying a lot if I do say so myself). Separating from the people I live with (which now includes ms. Bug, who is back from California and homeless so she's essentially moved in with us for now) has been really healthy for me, I think. I don't like Attitudes, which have emerged, and I like being on my own so I've removed and fulfilled myself in those ways. Donna came and went this summer, but Every moment was treasured for me and mostly I just can't wait to see her again. Took the overnight bus to Chicago back in August, slept under a stage at Lollapalooza, drank tequila at the end of a dock dangling feetsies into Lake Michigan, hotboxed on Lake Shore Drive and played frisbee on the train. I guess I've had some crazy experiences out there on my Own here in my own city--riding the bus late at night while witnessing crimes and police busts and wandering junkies. I love Minneapolis more and more every moment of it, though, and backyard night-picnics in Northeast with my friends are just...
It's getting to be that time of the year. "Pretty girls don't light their own cigarettes" new rooftops new inspirations new seasons. Sophmore year is going by pretty smoothly so far. I bus a half hour to campus every morning but I drink my coffee in my takeaway cup as we ride through downtown and across the River and I build myself up for the day. Astronomy is taught by a bushy-'stached scientist who shows us rainbows in the morning. Cultural Studies is a killer, I love it so much I die everytime we challenge and get challenged and THINK so, so much. I've got my first evening Photo class tonight which will be a breeeeaze, and anything to get me back in my darkroom can take whatever else it wants from me.
I keep spilling things on myself, but I wake up in the mornings and go to bed at night and do worthy things in between so if I spill, I spill. Started my second job yesterday (two mindless and frustrating jobs, deer god), which is pretty hard but hey, I'm supporting myself as a full time student in poverty during a recession, and I'm making it by alright. I got off yesterday an hour and a half after I was supposed to, but went right to Dan's new house. We watched Annie Hall and got high to last us the night--then we curled up in his bed and fell asleep to Chopin on cassette.
Oh, I went to an open rally President Obama held in Minneapolis on Saturday. Stood in line with some pals and over 15,000 other people for about 4 hours in the morning, but got amazing seats. It was a totally stunning, surreal, magical experience. The President! Speaking! Inspiring! Empowering! Right in front of me! What an experience. I still can't believe I got to scream YES WE CAN in unison with thousands of other hopefuls to mr Barack Obama in person. He told us the story of where "fired up ready to go" came from. Storytelling with the president. ahmazing.
Anyway. That's a little bit of what's been up with me. I'm probably doing too many drugs and drinking too much and staying up&out too late, but jesus i'm gonna get everything out of 19 I can. Despite my hungry stomach, I feel full. Really full.
And for the record, I check my Friends Page almost everyday still--I try to keep up as much as possible.
so Maybe I'll update again in another 10 weeks! paha.
Oh, and as a note--everyone should listen to Madonna's new song Celebration, the original & benny benassi remix. The video rules too. I don't know man, It makes me want to dance more than any song I've heard in a long ass time. That woman shows 'em how it's done. So download it, watch it, and go dance. See ya soon. |
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| this is my goodbye-face |
[Jul. 5th, 2009|09:29 pm] |
I'm not going to use this anymore.
E-mail me at proper.coffee@gmail.com if you want to keep in touch, I would love it if you did that.
Bye, beautiful people! |
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[Jun. 27th, 2009|05:04 pm] |
Minneapolis Pride Festival! This church is down the street from my house, and all the festivities are essentially in my front yard. Walked around for a few hours with my buddy Jon, saw some beautiful touching hilarious and crazy shit. Got free penis candies, a couple buttons, a sticker, and some sore feet. All around fantastic. Tomorrow's the parade, which Jon is in--He promised to throw me some candy. I love that Minneapolis has such a huge Pride Weekend, I'm told the biggest in the Midwest. Living in what is nicknamed the Gayborhood is turning out to be kind of a treat. |
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[Jun. 25th, 2009|12:16 am] |
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Watching the Incredibles after smoking free hash with neighbors? Wednesday nights RULE. |
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| sitting on the Mississippi |
[Jun. 23rd, 2009|03:54 am] |
We stay up drinking wine and watching Casablanca; we decorate the living room in sundresses while listening to Frank Sinatra on vinyl. We sit on the front stoop sharing a joint with the new neighbors and overlook the park. We can watch couples nap under the trees together from our steps; a big and bright Dogwood keeps my bedroom cool during these unbearably hot days. Things here are, pretty much, perfect. |
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[Jun. 20th, 2009|05:50 am] |
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fourth sunrise in a row. nothing quite beats a clear dawn after a hazy dusk. |
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[Jun. 20th, 2009|02:34 am] |
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i got deja vu tonight when my new roommate told me that someone just told her that another person was cleaning the kitchen floor with laundry detergent...it was our housewarming party. glasses were broken, hook ups were made (as were fools), people passed out on our brand new living room floor (so proud!). Lots of new friends meeting old friends and new friends becoming old friends. laughs and ridiculous and minneapolis and home. i mean, after all, a home is never a home until bathrooms are vomited in by complete strangers; ahhh :) |
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