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[26 Jan 2007|01:08pm] |
Well, first day of classes were Thursday. That would be yesterday. Yes...it's all coming back to me now. Usually, I would give you a brief synopsis of the goings on of that time, but this is my new livejournal, the kind you don't get handed on a silver platter. Oh no, not this time. Now you have to read, you have to enjoy, if you dare. I'm not exactly sure what will come of it, but expect a lot of nonsense and a lot of excitement. If you love words.
Composition is a wonderful course, made even more wonderful by my new professor Julia Rose. Fantastic. Loved it. We did some free writing. It was supposed to be about a place and have a character, but I was trying not to constrict myself to anything. Usually I spend so much time thinking about what I want to write that by the time it comes down to actually doing any writing I'm completely stuck with thoughts. No room for creativity there, I say. So, instead, I blocked everything out of my mind and just went with the first sentence I got. It wasn't anything special, but you can decide that for yourself. Then it just took me somewhere, maybe only somewhere I go. Or maybe you've been there, I guess you can decide that as well.
Any place in the world can be anywhere but here. Sometimes a sentence comes and grows, often it sticks and wallows in the muck of your brain, an aneurysm without the fatalities. But, no, these thoughts are not mine. Not your either, I suppose. Amazing, then, that we have shared them like this, here. And why? Because, for now, we are one? I step in, not cautious for that can mean unwanted pain, but quickly, almost running if I were not so cold already. Rocket, trusty, faithful, always at my side, always with me, ready to lift me up and carry me away if need be. But you, you, you envelop me, embrace me. Love, hate -- this relationship is neverending torture that has me completely enamored with you. I sing, less today than I did before, but still sweet melodies that only you can hear. Lost to your power, they drift back, away from me, but returning, always returning. This game we play, is it not real? When I speak to you, what ears are there to hear me. I once read that unicorns live in your presence, and I do not doubt this is true. But show me something, you know what I want to see. The roll, the crest, the possibility that maybe this time will be the one. Patience is not something I find out here, but still I wait. Out of respect, out of fear. I know what it is to taste you, to lose myself to your wonder and that is more terrible than I can say. Rocket, yes, there you are. Stay near, stay close. My shield, my survival, my weapon. Am I untrusting? Yes, you frighten me. But, by guarding myself form your attacks, however playful in spirit, do I run the risk of angering you? I do not know yet, I apologize aloud. How can we be without trust? I mus try again, for the pebbles are scraping my knees and Rocket is immobile. I turn back to you. This game we play, yes? Tug of war with no rope, a tango with no rhythm. The abusive relationship with no end in sight. The cycle continues: I go back. Yes, I am afraid. No, I shall not be conquered. In this, we are equals.
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| It's Snowing (Again) |
[25 Jan 2007|01:12pm] |
Well, I had decided to stop writing in this, but then I was told that I should start again. Go figure.
I am slightly obsessed with CSI: Crime Scene Investigation. Some of you know this (READ Mom and Dad) and some of you don't (READ everyone else who cares to read this, and I pity you for doing so). However, it has recently occurred to me that there is no logical reason for this obsession. Sure, the show in entertaining, interesting, scientific (although not always accurate or entirely true to real life) -- but what else? Usually, I'm drawn to shows with every changing and conflicting relationships, and while these are present in CSI, they never have the romantic gratification I usually seek. For instance: why won't Grissom and Sarah hook up? Is it the age difference? His inability to connect with his own species? The writers not wanting to have to come up with the consequences of those character's actions? Frustrating, to say the least.
Even more interesting, if you can believe it, is the fact that yesterday I read a short story by Ursula K. Le Guin (fabulous Portland author, if you haven't read her stuff) about a planet (she's a science fiction writer, which I usually don't read, but she's good, as previously mentioned) that is a neural system. It was very interesting, but that's not the point. The point is that previously I had read an article published in a scientific journal about how neurons are portrayed in modern art and to the public and how this influences scientific research and also how people and the media portray and understand neurons. And then I read this story and it deals with how Ursula K. Le Guin perceives neurons and neuronal circuits to work. And, I'm about to leave for neuropsychology (PSYC 243), where I will learn MORE about this fascination topic.
So, there you have it. Expect more, but not tons, of these helpful little tips for living, or snippits of my ever-chaotic life and mind. And WHY did episode 402 have to end with "TO BE CONTINUED"?
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| Circles... |
[18 Nov 2006|10:28am] |
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Wow, it is the morn of November 18, the final show of Urinetown. It has been quite a ride, let me tell you. But one that I'm so glad I took. My cast and crew are a group of extremely dedicated and talented people who have all pulled their forces together to create this amazing show, and all in only 7 weeks. I'm still reeling from the fact that it actually happened, and I'm blown away every time I watch the show, because it is so good. Not beyond my expectations, but that's because I really didn't have expectations. This whole show has gone so fast that I didn't have any time to think about what I wanted to have happen. But I'm sure if I had that what it has become is far better than anything I would have envisioned.
I wish I had a better way of explaining how I feel about this show. It occurred to me on opening night that this was the first full-length anything I had ever directed, and I just happened to choose a sixteen-person musical. I think I'm insane. But, all the heart that has gone into this show, from me, from the cast, from the crew -- it shows. Watching the musical on opening night, and I feel like it was the first time I really got to watch it (without taking notes or observing errors), I got goosebumps after almost every scene. There was so much energy, so much love and trust flowing through the cast as they performed. And, as I sat there, I couldn't remember directing a single thing. It was like I just sat in rehearsals in a coma and watched as the show developed around me.
Last night, after the show, Jamie's aunt came up to me and introduced herself. She said she was a director and that she was absolutely amazed by the show. She said a bunch of stuff about how I had so much focus and continued going back to the point I was trying to make and that the show flowed so well and a ton more stuff that I don't even remember because the entire time I was standing there smiling and nodding and trying to remember if I had ever thought about any of those things. I just sat down and decided to direct a musical, whatever that means.
So, tonight is closing night. I'm not a crier (I never cry at the end of shows), but I've already cried once during warmups on opening night when I was trying to tell the cast how terrified I was. Not because I thought the show would be bad in any way, but because for the first time I felt completely powerless. I had given up any control I had over the show, and it was one of the scariest feelings I've ever had. I suddenly realized that I was no longer important, I no longer had any role to play. Now I just had to sit back and watch what I had created, but it wasn't me and I don't give myself hardly any credit, so it was like I was losing control over something I was only pretending to control in the first place. It's hard to explain, but I definitely was crying. We'll see what happens tonight.
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| Because I Can... |
[05 Nov 2006|11:17pm] |
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Okay, procrastinating time! (Actually, all I have to do is go to bed, so that's pretty lame procrastination...)
I'm enjoying my list theme, so it shall continue.
Recent Updates in my Ever-So-Exciting Life:
- Urinetown is SO FUCKING GOOD! Seriously, those of you who don't get to see it should be so sad, you are missing one of the most incredible theatrical experiences ever.
- I changed my major! Again! I am an official Neuroscience & Behavior major. Hopefully I'll have all that official stuff squared away by...oh...Tuesday?
- Next semester, if all goes according to plan, I will be taking only three classes and they will only occur on Tuesdays and Thursdays
- On that note, I will be leasing my instructor's horses (yep, all of them!), so that I can ride whoever I want, whenever I want. EEK!! That means I will get to choose any of the following: Cadillac (my favorite...hehe...), TB, 8 yr, 17.1hh, seal brown; Eclipse, TB, 12 yr, 16.1hh, black; Dante, Quarter Horse, 9 yr, 15hh, chestnut; a-pony-who's-name-I-forget, 12hh (yay, ponies!) And, she might be buying another horse...oooohhhh...
- Halloween party at my school was awesome! Well, except for when someone pulled the fire alarm at 12:20 and we all had to exit the building into 35 degree weather. That part was not so great.
- I have been pretty much consistently happy for...five months. That may be gloating, but it's also true!
I've decided that happiness should be like love: No matter what happens, it's always there.
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| Some Updates... |
[15 Oct 2006|07:41pm] |
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Just thought that seeing as it's October break, I might as well give ya'lls a little update. Oh what fun, eh? Yes...okay...
BULLET POINTS (Oh, so fun!)
- Urinetown is going AMAZINGLY well! I'm so proud of my kiddies...
- Finally submitted my independent major proposal. I'll get it back with comments from the committee after Oct. break
- Spoke with an awesome professor in anthropology who is going to let me do an independent study with her second semester junior year on the competing theories of how dogs became domesticated. We're going to investigate the reasonings behind the two most debated perspectives: phylogenetic (a biological idea) and anthropological (a historical idea). COOL!
- I'm buying a car. Right now it looks like it's a '94 Dodge Spirit that looks like an artery (the entire thing, inside and out, is blood red). It's scary...
- I'm most likely going to Kenya for JYA, so that would be Sept.-Dec. 2007. WHAAA?!
- It's STILL sunny here! It's crazy! Not exactly warm, but sunny!
- I'm going riding Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday this week because it's break! YAY!
- I was offered a paying job, $10/hour, at the place I'm doing my field work. If I can fit it into my schedule, I'm totally doing it!
I'm going to go sit outside and read Atonement (book for composition, but it's really good!). Better put on a scarf and gloves though...brrrr...
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| Whaa?! |
[04 Oct 2006|09:11am] |
Wow, it's been a while. A while a while. Yep. Hm...I'm just checking e-mail and stuff before going to riding, so this will be short. Let's see...
Things That Have Happened:
- Auditioned people for Urinetown, cast Urinetown, and now we're rehearsing Urinetown
- Really enjoying riding
- Women's Chorus is good, but the second soprano section is really "young," i.e. there are 4 of us from last year and a bunch of freshman, so it gets a bit frustrating at times.
- Field work is awesome. I'm training a pig named Franklin!
- Almost done with putting together my major. It's stressful, but it will be worth it when it's all said and done
- I'm taking a ballroom dancing class that is amazing! and awkward...
Yeah, that's about it. Well, no, of course there's always TONS more, but that's all that's worthy of my noting as of now. Hrm...
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| Oh Yeah... |
[15 Sep 2006|11:19pm] |
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Well, I have only one exciting thing to report, so listen up!
Today I received a VERY exciting letter in the mail. It was absolutely amazing. That is because it was from the one, the only, the very talented, Shannon! WAHOO!!
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[09 Sep 2006|01:57pm] |
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Yes, it's been a while. I haven't really had time to sit down and write anything, I've been so busy! But that's good! First off, to make Shannon (and possible others) happy, here's my address (it's the same as last year, and it won't change ever unless I move off-campus)
Box 2601, Vassar College
124 Raymond Avenue
Poughkeepsie, NY 12604
So, yes. Well, I've had an exciting week! I finally found a place to take dressage lessons, and it's only 26 minutes away from Vassar, so that's AWESOME! YAY! I have my first one Wednesday morning, whee! Then, yesterday, I had my first day of field work. It's SO wonderful! The animals are all amazing and the people are great and I'm really excited! I got to just dive right in helping them with a brand new draft horse they just got who is really nervous and skittish and stuff. They found I had horse experience and were like "Okay, you take care of him!" Haha...it was awesome. He's super sweet and has a bunch of problems, but he's great. There are pigs and sheep and goats and chickens and roosters and ducks and horses and cows and it's fantastic! WAHOO! Hehehe...
Today Katherine, Sarah, and I went to Mother Earth's 28th anniversary sale (everything was 20% off, woot!) and we entered raffles to win stuff, and I won a gift basket! YES! I never win anything, so that was super cool! The only problem is that I won it just as we were checking out, so I had already bought a bunch of stuff, and now I have more food than I know what to do with! Ah well, we'll probably have a movie night tonight and end up eating a bunch of it.
I'd love to say more, but I've got work to do and I've been procrastinating for a while...so...until next time!
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| It's A Winding Road I've Been Searching For A Long Time... |
[29 Aug 2006|08:49pm] |
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Wow, I just drove (with Sarah) about 2000 miles in 3 days. GO US! WAHOO! It was good fun and I'm really happy to be back at Vassar! LOVE LOVE LOVE! Hehehe...um, I'm going to keep this short 'cause I'm exhausted! YAY! Or...well, something like that! Uh...yes, good luck to all of you starting college, it's a hard transition but it's well worth it. Those of you still in high school -- haha, suckers! Yep, sorry, that's just how it is. However, do enjoy those years.
Um...I would report a lot, but, as stated above, I'm tired. I think I'll go to bed now. YAY!
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[22 Aug 2006|10:33pm] |
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Well, it's certainly been a while. I doubt I'll go through everything that's happened in the last [almost] 20 days since my last entry, but I'll point out some of the things that come to mind (aka that may be exciting).
The dog I was Pet Pals with at OHS, Barley, was adopted to go try out to be a drug sniffing detector dog for the Washington State Department of Corrections. So, I think that's pretty awesome because I trained him! WAHOO!
Um...had my birthday. Just as a heads up to those of you who have not reached this point yet: 19 is not a very exciting age. Yet.
I'm in Boulder, CO right now staying with Sarah and her family for a week. It's been fun so far (and it should continue to be that way!). The first night I was here we went to see As You Like It at the Colorado Shakespeare Festival, which was AWESOME. And the guy who has been the artistic director (predominantly) for that past 25 years is retiring so we got to see the company and his colleagues say goodbye to him. It was really sweet. The next day Sarah took me on a tour of downtown Boulder (it's very cute!) and that evening we went to Chautauqua (it's this park/building/historical site. Basically, it's cool) for dinner and then saw this rather strange ballet put on by a company called Lemon Sponge Cake Contemporary Ballet. Yeah, I think it was a little too contemporary for those of us who don't dance ballet. The next day was Sarah's birthday, so her mom and I went with her to skating and filmed her. Then we left and went across the street to a place called the Butterfly Pavilion which was really cool. It's this center that's devoted to educating people about insects and other invertebrates and then they have a room where there are butterflies EVERYWHERE! It's beautiful! I had my camera with me, luckily, so I got to take lots of pictures. One butterfly landed on me, it was very cute! Then that evening I went out with Sarah and her friends for a birthday dinner at a place called The Tea House which was nice. Good tea. Then that brings us to today when I went on a hike with Sarah's mom to Isabelle Lakes (it's in the Rockies). It was very beautiful and so nice to go hiking! The weather was gorgeous, about 70-75 degrees F up in the mountains where we were (10,300 ft - 10,800 ft). There was a thunder/lightning storm as we were walking down, but it was far away. Then Sarah's grandmother came over for dinner for a joint birthday dinner for the three of us (her grandmother's birthday is very soon, or maybe it was today, I don't actually know...) and then Sarah and I decorated her car that we're driving to Vassar. It looks pretty awesome. Speaking of the car, I have been driving it and I'm doing fine! Tomorrow I'm driving to Denver with Sarah's mom (yeah, I'm going to be bff with Sarah's mom after this trip because Sarah skates every day) to see the sites around there.
Mmmm...yep, going back to school soon, got a lot to do! YAY!
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| "Mom, it can't be over!" |
[05 Aug 2006|11:41pm] |
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Yeah, I actually said that about 20 minutes ago, with tears streaming down my face. I am THE biggest dork ever. That's right, I just sobbed through the entire 2 hours of the Dawson's Creek Season Finale, which actually aired over three years ago. Wow. I don't even know if I can say more, I just had to get that off my chest. Seriously, though, it's so strange how much I absorb tv and movies. Rather scary, actually. I mean, I only watched about 1.5 seasons of Dawson's Creek when it was actually on, unless you count the every-other-episode I watched in New Zealand, which aired the show about a year after it's US debut. Yeah, I remember sitting in our living room, next to the fire place (no fire), on my beanbag that the boys later threw into the fire place (again, no fire), watching this strangely addicting show on Channel 2. Theme Song: "No matter what you do, you only wanna be with 2!" sung to the tune of "no matter what I do, I only wanna be with you!" Yep, those were some good times. I think the weirdest/scariest thing about watching it, especially now that I'm older is noticing how many maneurisms I picked up from the actors on the show. Yeah, I'm dead serious, I DO things that I've picked up from watching this. It's really creepy when you think about it for too long. And what's even weirder (okay, I've spent a lot of time thinking about this...) is that I don't know if I'm doing something, say, Katie Holmes, would do, or if I'm doing something Katie Holmes would do playing the character of Joey. Isn't that WEIRD?! Or am I just tired and depressed because my show is over. Thank goodness I had Taggers here to keep me company and get me through the hard times. Well, I'm working at the barn tomorrow, so I need to get some shut-eye. Peace out, yos.
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| They Broke A Record In Salem Today |
[12 Jul 2006|11:48pm] |
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Apparently, it hasn't ever rained in Salem on this date in the 100+ years that they've been recording the weather. And it rained today. Wow, that's something to smile about.
I worked 7-12 today. SO EARLY! I seriously haven't woken up that early (6:00 a.m.!), except for plane flights, in over a year. And, I mean, c'mon, at least you can sleep on a plane. Not so in this case, at 7 I had to be up-and-at-'em signing in dogs as they rushed through the open doors of LexiDog. Plus making sure the escape artist Cody (Pomeranian/Shi Tzu mix puppy...so cute!) wasn't escaped out of said open doors, plus making sure dogs weren't eating each other, plus cleaning up after them, etc. Yeah, I love my job! But 7 was a little early for my tastes. Oh well, it's a bit more subdued than the afternoon shift when they've all just woken up from naptime!
After that, as though I hadn't had enough dogs for the day, I went to the humane society to pick out a pet pal. I chose a German Shorthaired Pointer named Buddy. He's super sweet but SUPER hyper. My goal is to get him to beyond awesomeness as a dog, and today we worked on bonding (always a good thing), sit (which he already knows, but not by the word, just the hand signal), down (he's learning...slowly...), drop it (while playing fetch, a favorite of his), and learning to walk on a gentle leader. I think he's going to be really fun to work with, although hopefully I won't have to work long because I want him to get adopted asap! It's hard because he's in one of those middle-ages (7 years old) where he's not super young, but he's got plenty of years left if kept healthy and TONS of energy for now. Anyone looking for a dog?
Mmmm...yes...truly a dog day. Tomorrow: horses! Ah...I sound like an animal freak. Wait, I AM an animal freak! Oh goodie!
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| It Will Come... |
[06 Jul 2006|01:09am] |
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You know those nights where you really want to sleep, but you just can't? Or, you keep telling yourself, "Hey, go to sleep!" but your body is not cooperating with your brain? This is one of those nights. I have been doing the equivalent of nothing for about the past hour. Surfing the net, dare I admit to it. Yes, this is my current sad existence.
However, in much more exciting and happy news, I did get to go riding today. At the beach. On the beach. So good. I just walked down to the little stable in Neskowin and was like, "Uh...I want to ride." The lady was really nice and asked about my experience and stuff, including a question I've never gotten before which was, "How many days have you ridden?" I'm standing there thinking, 'Didn't I just tell you I've been riding for ten years?' but then she was like, "Ten, twenty, thirty, fifty, over one-hundred times?" I think I laughed, perhaps a little rudely, and said, "Oh yeah, way more than one-hundred times!" So she goes, "Great! We have a ride at one, but the only horse left is a little skittish, so we only want people with at least one-hundred days of riding experience on him." Ha...go me. I was thinking about it though, and I've probably ridden over 600 times. Which, when you think about it, sort of sounds like a lot, and then sort of sounds like not that much when you compare it to "I've ridden for ten years." Seriously, just read them:
"I've ridden more than six-hundred times."
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"I've ridden for ten years."
Craziness, eh? And the really crazy thing?! If I had ridden every week for the past ten years, that would be 520 rides, so 600 really is more! WHOA!
Yeah, now that my dork-schpeal is over, I shall continue my horseback riding narration:
Ehem...
So, I quickly walked back to the condo, changed (why, yes, I did bring my riding boots. How clever of me!), and walked back. I was placed on Tucker (that was the name of my first dog) and told that every once in a while he likes to bolt, but just rein him in and all is well. So, no worries (okay, I was a little worried, but who wouldn't be, eh?). Once everyone is on we ride down to the beach, and then begin to walk alone the coast. It was a beautiful sunny day (I have lovely sunburn lines to prove it), and I was very content. The guide came over to me and asked if I had been told that Tucker is afraid of the ocean, anything that moves faster than a bullet in the Matrix, and water in general. I was like, "Um...not exactly." Then, this is my favorite part, she goes, "Did she tell you what to do if he does start running?" So, my intelligent comment of the day, I say, "I'm assuming I should stop him." She gave me a slightly odd look and then told me that I can't just pull back on the reins (duh, lady). Of course, me being the smartass that I am, I interrupt and say, "Oh, well, of course not. I'd probably turn him in a circle and then--" but then she interjects, "Yeah, that's good, but sometimes you have to just wiggle the reins back and forth." And she ever-so-kindly demonstrated on her not-too-appreciative steed. I smiled and said, "Okay," while thinking, 'Half-halt? Do they use that word in western riding?' Okay, I can be a condescending bitch, but I'm tired so this story is going to be told my way from my current perspective. Hahahaha...anywhoos...so we get to the "first running spot" and only the guide, myself, and one other lady decide to run, so the rest of the group stays by the shore while we three force our horses away from the herd, climb up into slightly deeper sand, stop, get a countdown, and blast off at the speed of light. Sweet! God, I love doing that. Haha! Especially the part where the guide goes, "Oh yeah, you might want to grab onto the back of the saddle because they whip around when they first take off." This somehow did not register in my brain, and when Tucker spun around I felt like a rodeo queen going into a barrel racing event. It was awesome. I almost didn't grab the saddle for the second run, but I decided that I shouldn't push my luck. All-in-all it was good fun, and Tucker didn't take off once. I would really like to credit myself for this, and I think I can for some part. He did spook, but I was watching him and stopped it after about three prancing steps. No, I'm not a horse goddess, but anyone can see when a horse is paying attention to something that it shouldn't. I basically just distracted him every time he got a bit too focused on the waves or a kite or a small child, and we were good as gold.
Oh, one more little anecdote: There were two girls, probably about 14 years old also on the ride. One girl thought she was really hot shit on a horse (from her mother I gleaned that she'd ridden only twice before, both times on the same trail ride that we were on), and the other was her less-enthusiastic but still horse loving friend. Well, Jenny talks to horses. Anyone who has ridden horses for a while talks to them, it's just something you do. Everytime I passed these girls, I was having a running conversation with Tucker (who, of course, was responding but not in anyway that they could see. And I don't mean verbally, I'm not that crazy), and each time whatever they were talking about would instantly cease as they stared in wonder at the crazy girl on her crazy horse. Yeah, I felt pretty cool.
Hm...I don't really feel like going to bed any more than I did twenty minutes ago. Damn. Actually, I feel like writing but that's not going to happen because I have nothing to write about! Oh joy. Right, maybe I'll read until my eyes close on me.
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| My God, I Love Wireless Internet |
[02 Jul 2006|11:03am] |
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Wow. Yeah, this is fantastic! So, here I was thinking that I'd have to drive all the way to Lincoln City (okay, it's not that far...) and pay to use internet at the doughnut shop (which really isn't that bad seeing how it's a doughnut shop and they are SO TASTY!), BUT...I'm getting wireless right here, at my condo! Okay, so I'm stealing wireless from somewhere else, but still, that's pretty cool. Granted, it goes in and out, but...YAY! Hahaha...I'm so weird.
Anyway, the beach is cool. Something is wrong with Maisy, which is making me worried, but we took her to the vet yesterday and he said that there was nothing physically wrong with her, so if she doesn't get better he'll have to do bloodwork and such. Poor puppy...
Yeah, not much else to report. Yay for life!
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| This Is More For My Skittles Partner-In-Crime... |
[25 Jun 2006|10:34pm] |
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But other people can read too! Ha...yeah...
Haven't updated in a while. Haven't really seen any point in doing so. BUT, I will. WHEE!
Today I had my first lesson at the Ultimate Piaffe. It was HOT. Ugh...but fun. I'm riding an Oldenbury/Draft cross named Illusion who is an old schoolmaster trained up to level 3 dressage, but he's been losing muscle in his top-line so I have to ride him in sidereins. So that's too bad. Today was VERY SCARY. I mean, Darrel (my trainer) is really nice and all, but he has these six elements of dressage, or six steps or six components or something like that, and that's all he talks about. It's kind of difficult to wrap your head around! I mean, it's good and he has the right intentions, because that way at least I can know what it is I'm doing rather than just following instructions from a trainer, but it makes me feel really dumb when he says something and I'm like, "Uh...that sounded like aoibbasgr9oahgaowbgonaisdbn to me..." What he's teaching me I'm pretty sure is what I've been doing with Allison in NY, except she doesn't explain it the way he does, so I'm constantly afraid I'm doing something wrong, which is not a good way to ride. I think I just have to get used to Darrel, 'cause he has this funny way of saying things where I think it's criticism, but he'll be saying, "Yeah, Jenny, you're really getting it! That looks great!" and my body cringes and I feel like an idiot and then, several seconds/strides later, my brain kicks in and is like, "Hey, dumbass, screw his inflection, that was a compliment." Yeah, I'm riding in harmony with my being.
ANYWAY, it was fun. And I'm excited to keep learning. Also today I went to the Humane Society and hung out with a woman named Janet. We staffed the Feel The Love Desk, which is located in the entryway to the dogs. We answer questions and help people if they want to see a dog. Basically, it's awesome (for me). She was really nice, and we talked during all of the slow moments.
After that I came home and watched Camp. Terrible, terrible movie. Good music, though. I went in the hot tub (which was almost colder than the air temperature. Almost.) and floated fancy-free. Now I'm tired, but excited because my friend Katherine is in town and I get to see her tomorrow! YAY!
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| Dogs dogs dogs dogs dogs... |
[15 Jun 2006|11:04pm] |
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Had my first day of work today! WHEE! I'm excited, it's going to be a fun job. Plus, my scrubs (which all daycare employees are required to wear) are hot pink. Now, I just read the employee manual, and pink is not listed as one of the approved colors, but I don't care! The other four girls enjoyed it today, and I love it, so ha! If someone tells me they're not okay I'm going to put up a fight. Grrrr...
Saw A Prairie Home Companion with my parents and grandma. That was fun! Especially because my dad grew up in St. Paul and his best friend Rich Dworsky (I don't think I spelled that right...) is the guy who plays piano for A Prairie Home Companion so he's in the movie and he wrote a lot of the music for it! WOW! Hehe...awesome...also, his sister sang adult Nala's voice in The Lion King...serious cool.
Hm...I'm not sure what I'm going to do tomorrow...horses, dogs...? So much to choose from!
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| I Should Just Go To Bed... |
[10 Jun 2006|11:41pm] |
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Yeah. Mmmm. Everyone needs to go see the movie Cars. It's wonderful! I was laughing so hard I was crying. It's amazing.
Along with that (well, actually, this is completely unrelated, but roll with me), I got a job! YAY! Pearl District LexiDog, here I come! HA! Very excited about that one.
Also, I went to the Rose Festival Grand Floral Parade this morning with my dad. Wow, I love that parade. It's so exciting, and so fun to watch. I can't wait for next year: the big 100! WHOA!
Hrm...what else...? Well, if anyone is looking for an adorable black lab mix, they should go adopt Barley from the Oregon Humane Society. I played fetch with him today, and, let me tell you, he is fantastic. Very high energy, but well worth it. He knows his commands down pat. Sit, down, drop it (well, we were working on that one, but he's VERY smart!), all that jazz. He's really cute. Just thought I'd put that out there...
Okay, I'm sure I could sit here for a while longer and think up all of the exciting or not-so-exciting things I've been doing, but I'm tired and I still have an episode of Dawson's Creek to watch! HAH!
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| Doncha Know... |
[07 Jun 2006|12:30pm] |
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Apparently I'm good at doing accents. Who knew?
Just on a whim (and because it's my livejournal and I can do with it whatever I choose), I've decided to share this little anecdote with you. See, when I was a kid, one of my favorite songs was Mairzy Doats. I thought it was so clever how it was nonsense words put together to make phonemes that sounded like real words. Actually, I still think it's pretty cool! Hahaha...anyway, I thought I'd try and see what would happen if I tried to write out the lyrics, and then if I looked them up and found how the words are really spelled. Yeah, it's that exciting for me too. Well, here goes!
Mairzy doats
an doezy doats
an littlamzy divey
akiddle eadiveytoo, wouldn't you?
Oh
Mairzy doats
an doezy doats
an littlamzy divey
akiddle eadiveytoo, wouldn't you?
If the words sound queer
and funny to your ear
a little bit jumbled and jivey
sing, "Mares eat oats,
and does eat oats,
and little lambs eat ivy."
Oh
Mairzy doats
an doezy doats
an littlamzy divey
akiddle eadiveytoo, wouldn't you?
akiddle eadiveytoo, wouldn't you?
So, how close did I come to the real thing? Let's Google!!
gunteranderson.com says:
Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you
Yes, Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you
If the words sound queer and funny to your ear
A little bit jumbled and jivey
Sing, "Mares eat oats and does eat oats
And little lambs eat ivy"
Oh, Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey
A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you
A kid'll eat ivy too, wouldn't you
I'm trusting Gunther W. Anderson as my trusted source on this one. Hey, I have to say, my attempt wasn't half bad. Not exactly good, but not bad. Kudos to me.
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| How Cool Am I? |
[03 Jun 2006|11:43am] |
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I just made (on Ty's computer) Sarah, Emily, Katherine, and myself on Sims 2 University. HA! I'm not going to play, but it was fun making Sims that looked (sort of) like us. Wow...
Yep, just wanted to share.
P.S. Just so you know, here's what happened in the first couple minutes of the game (that I watched without doing anything, just letting Sims be Sims): Sarah and I immediately sat down in my dorm room and started talking. Katherine came into my room, turned on my computer, and started playing games. Emily went to her dorm room and I haven't seen her. Ha...craziness...
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| Am I Tired? |
[01 Jun 2006|11:49pm] |
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I just realized that I used the phrase "In other news," twice in my previous entry. I think I'm a little tired. Oops.
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