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                <title>LEAVING!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2007 10:00:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ after months of my inactivity on my site it should have been pretty clear already that I have moved on from this community. <br />
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It was a wonderful place to start and grow as an artist, but its no longer what it used to be and I will be having this particular account closed. <br />
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Thank you for those of you that have supported me so graciously over the years!!!!<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>general state of not bad</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2005 14:03:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Brave Mädchen kommen in den Himmel <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bored.gif" width="19" height="15" alt=":bored:" title="Bored" />...  böse Mädchen kommen überall hin <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strip.gif" width="21" height="17" alt=":strip:" title="Take it all off!" /> ! <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/devilish.gif" width="15" height="16" alt=":devilish:" title="Devilish" /><br /><br />News from Germany: I have been accepted  to the program, and have been awarded a  stipend (amount unknown)...will be  studying at LMU in Muenchen!!!!!!!!  SOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo excited!!!!!  <br />
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I will likely be doing my brushup  courses at Freiburg (4 weeks) and  Dresden (8 weeks). <br />
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Of course, if there are models or  photographers in the area who would  like to collaborate with me on a  project, I would love to continue with  my photography while I am abroad. While  in Dresden I will be close to friends  in Prague and a bit further away in  Slovakia- trips will be made! <br />
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Not much school left to plow through,  but still enough to be daunting- four  weeks...and most of my friends are  already happily at home for the summer  and employed (or relaxing...I am so  envious...)<br />
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Every week seems like a midterm week.  My Bio/art class is by far the most  difficult class I have had to tackle  her at the U, and I wouldn't be  surprised if it stays a top runner. I  have made so much progress, however,  and have retained so much. My drawing  skills are improving, as well as my  lab-writing techniques - my general  knowledge of certain areas of  evolution, on which the class is based  (trees, flowers, skulls, flight)- and  my observation skills are being honed.  It will feel like a huge acoomplishment  to make it out of this class with a  strong grade- which at this point I  still think is attainable if I keep up  the pace I've been setting for myself. <br />
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Appreciating the support that seems  overflowing from you all... <br />
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big hugs from my end.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2005 19:52:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My brother earned his driver's license  today. I am so proud!!! <br />
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Feeling better. Thank you.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>down</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2005 10:22:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" alt="Sad" title="Sad" /> sometimes...<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Wallflowers<br /><br />I hate the anticipation of a brief  relief of stress being met simply by  another brick wall. I hate outside  pressures. I hate mascara smeared by  tears, and tears when they linger on  the outside of a nostril. I hate the  unmistakeable high-pitched tone in my  voice that signals when I'm about to  lose it. Blotchy red. <br />
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I also hate the inability to move  foward, to get past something- to "let  something go". And I hate it when you  don't have anyone near that can  empathise with your need to keep ahold  of that something. <br />
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My parents are in Alaska now, and mom  just packed up my room. She said they  didn't know which crap I'd want to keep  and which to throw away, so they packed  it all. They found my "outdoor survival  kit" (garbage bag, fishingline,  pocketknife, magnifying glass,  waterproof matches, flint) stuffed in a  bandaide container. They went through  the papers and assignments I kept from  gradeschool, and the open journals I  kept. I wonder if they found the silly  notes I kept from Trent, or the paper I  folded up to remind me why suicide is  selfish. <br />
I know they probably went through my  trinket collection (dried starfish,  shells, seaurchins, dragonflies, fish  earbones and small abilone and  feathers). They packed up my letters,  my old tapered, too-light, too-big in  the butt jeans that I hated and my  tee-shirts with paint on them from that  summer. They probably went through my  photoalbum- another summer. <br />
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Home won't ever be a home again. Even  though my friends all moved away after  I went to school- this time its  different. Camp won't exist at all. Its  not the same for someone who's lived a  "normal" life, a "normal" childhood.  Not that many people I knew grew up on  a floating town. Whenever I moved as a  child, my home went with me. Whenever I  moved as a teenager, (boarding school,  Austria), I could always go home. Now  home will have to be sold. Oregon is  home to, but not like Alaska is to me.  I knew it had to happen, but I wish I  was ready.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>no way</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2005 07:38:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" alt="Flirty" title="Flirty" /> kiiiiiiiiiiisses!<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Missy Elliot & Timbaland<br /><br />NO waY! <br />
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DD??? TOTAL Surprise- thank you  Cathrine and Mike!!!!! And to all of  you who have left me such great  comments- thank you!!!<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <br />
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The latest: <br />
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Juggling many things and my  prioritizing leaves something to be  desired at the moment- <br />
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My classes are: Number Theory  (*wimper*), The Illustrated Organism (A  combined Bio/Arts class that satisfies  a lab requirement, studio arts credit  and writing credit in one....what does  this mean? The end of my social life as  I know it....), and Study of German  Cinema (whew?).<br />
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I am still working at the coffee kiosk,  and the rugby season is off to a  BEAUTIFUL start. Our rookies are  pumped, I am pumped, and have been  working out like a mad woman to make up  for my loafing around over winter  break. I feel myself getting toned and  tougher. First test will be this  weekend, as we are having a tourney  against RPI, SUNY Albany, and  (Naskau?). <br />
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Wish me luck and no broken bones (or  torn ligaments)!!! <br />
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Still waiting on response from  Germany... god this sucks to be in  limbo... I had to put in my $150 dollar  housing deposit here just in case....  but I will think positively!!!!<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>spring trimester</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 19:38:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/worry.gif" alt="Worried" title="Worried" /> uh ohhh...<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Keb Mo<br /><br />I'm back and already intimidated by the  work load my new classes will be  dealing me... <br />
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Anxiously awaiting a reply from the  German/American Exchange program and  hoping for something positive. <br />
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Thinking more and more (as I day dream  about photography, fashion, media, and  sift through other photographers works  while I should be doing my other  homework) about pursuing this art thing  and taking it a step further. <br />
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Work that is so hot it makes me cry:  BRUNO BISANG<br />
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Also love: Ellen Von Unwerth, Jeanloup  Sieff, Mona Kuhn, Flor Garduno, Dianora  Niccolini, Anton Corbijn, David Bailey  and Greg Gorman. Check them out NOW! <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>Ahhhhh sweet relaxation!</title>
                <link>http://fidget.deviantart.com/journal/4830139/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 16:06:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Made me laugh: <br />
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"You can't say that! That's like saying  'I'm not a killer- Charles Manson says  so!'"<br />
-Jon<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt="Very Happy" title="Very Happy" /> all smiles<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Kraftwerk<br /><br />SO RELIEVED!<br />
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Finals are over, portfolio is turned  in, and final essay as well. My room is  cleaned up (a miracle), my bag is  packed, and I am ready to head home. I  feel festive. I feel sexah. I feel  GREAT!<br />
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I love the end of a term and new  beginnings. What will Spring bring?<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>Yuck</title>
                <link>http://fidget.deviantart.com/journal/4681288/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2005 21:23:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" alt="Nauseated" title="Nauseated" /> Bleeeeck!<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Radiohead & Damien Rice here and there<br /><br />This is one of those nights. <br />
Those nights were you really want to be  at the party <br />
with your boyfriend and your (his...)  friends, <br />
having fun- <br />
but a number of factors lead you to  believe <br />
that going back to your room to call it  an early night is a "good idea".<br />
 None of these "reasons" seem like good  reasons <br />
at the point on "those nights" before  you go to bed, <br />
as you are thinking about being alone <br />
in your vacant double dorm room on a  Saturday night...<br />
wondering if you made the wrong  decision. <br />
I decided to have fun with the rugby  girls last night- <br />
something I hadn't done in a long time.<br />
 Powerhour- blacklabel fourty for me, <br />
plus whatever else I decided to consume  in my state of stupidness.<br />
 I don't weigh very much, just in case  you haven't guessed. <br />
I usually have a decent record, but <br />
lastnight overestimated myself - <br />
my cold was not a positive addition  either. <br />
I feel like I've been puking the whole  day. Couldn't study for my econ exam  that is looming up on Monday. <br />
Tired as hell, and still not feeling  hot. <br />
So I decided to stay home, to get a  good nights rest<br />
and its become one of "those nights".<br />
Don't you hate it when<br />
you don't mean to hold someone back at  all<br />
but they think that you do?<br />
Fuck. I think I could go to sleep now.<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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LOVE!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>HA!</title>
                <link>http://fidget.deviantart.com/journal/4644074/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 08:28:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/flirty.gif" alt="Flirtatious" title="Flirtatious" /> smoochy smoochy<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: the Gods of Rock<br /><br />Ridin' down the highway! <br />
going to a show!<br />
stopping on the byways!<br />
Playing rock in roll!<br />
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Its a long way - to the top, if you  want to rock'n'roll- <br />
its a long way ! to the top- if you  want to rock'n'roll-<br />
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If you think its easy doin' one night  stands- try playin in a rock'n'roll  band- <br />
its a long way to the top if you wanna  rock'n'roll!<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>Seing in a New Light</title>
                <link>http://fidget.deviantart.com/journal/4620661/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 08:51:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/redface.gif" alt="Haphazard" title="Haphazard" /> a bit out of it<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Smashing Pumpkins - Zero<br /><br />So, its on- the show I mean. So far I  have heard no feedback from Science &  Engineering professors who might  recognize certain locations... I think  this is good. But I would love a little  controversy. I think it has stirred  things up to a considerable degree  already- but I have heard some very  positive things- even from my  professors whom I sent invitations to.  I am incredibly pleased to have it  finished- and the presentation is just  beautiful. My parents, being in the NW  and all, could not come to the opening,  but they had a bouquet delivered for me  and it really makes the presentation. I  should go and water it today... <br />
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Anyway- I have grown SO MUCH from this-  and have had the opportunity to work  with two great mentors and some  faaabulous models- two of them my own  friends who I would have never thought  to ask...but I put up flyers and sent  emails and what do you know? <br />
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I am so thankful to them. <br />
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Hope you enjoy my show! I will post the  ones I have up in my exhibit and  probably a few more. It should take me  a while though- at my pace <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> And there  are twenty two of them! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:10:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My gawd I've been so manic lately!! In  contrast to recent entries, this one  will be brief and bonny, just to let  you know that I've got it pretty good  and complain much more than I should be  able (and apologize sincerely). By the  way, I made my boyfriend late for work  today. I can't say I'm sorry for him  though...<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>AAAAAAAA!!!!</title>
                <link>http://fidget.deviantart.com/journal/4478741/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2005 10:36:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm just about to tell my project  advisor to go suck an egg.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/ignore.gif" width="26" height="15" alt=":ignore:" title="Ignore" /> <br />
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Other than that, I have a working  title: Seeing in a New Light- A  Spectrum of Artistic Nudes...which I  will need to solidify within the next  two weeks because, guess what folks???  I AM GOING TO HAVE AN EXHIBITION!!!!  Yes indeedy, yours truly is going to  have a solo exhibition in the student  gallery! <br />
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Disapointment: I will not be receiving  IEF Grant reimbursement for modeling  fees for my project, which last term  alone amounted to $200 dollars out of  my pocket. I understand their reasoning  - a student should not be expecting to  work with "professional" models, and  SHOULD be able to find friends and  peers to take their clothes off for  them...but let me ask you- what student  in conservative upstate NY is going to  take their clothes off at ANY other  occasion than a drunken frat party  orgy?????????? Yeah. That's what I  thought! JUST ME!<br />
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I spent for EVerrrrr doing a model  search and found two awesome gals, oh,  wait "professional models" from NYC  willing to work with my "budget"- still  I will (meaning though I did not get  funding, I'm going to continue- this is  important to me) be dropping near $250.  I wish I had made a bit more over the  break with those 40+ hours of retail  sales... <br />
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Its crunch time. Midterms, my last one  of which was Monday, are out of the  way, and now everything ELSE is back IN  my way!!!! My year abroad application  is due Monday, and I STILL haven't  received my transcripts! *TWEAK*  Projects, Shoots, Homework, Quizes,  Club preparation, work, exhibition  prep- *tweak* GAWD. <br />
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AND TO TOP IT OFF I HAVE BEEN SEXUALLY  DEPRIVED FOR A WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frustrated.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":frustrated:" title="frustrated" /><br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>Damn</title>
                <link>http://fidget.deviantart.com/journal/4340776/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 07:13:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ NOTE TO ASPIRING MODELS: <br />
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I am in need of your help! I am looking  for outgoing, artistically-bent  individuals that are in (or as far as  three hrs. away from) the ALBANY, NEW  YORK area to participate (at this time,  TFP only) in my Visual Arts Soph.  Honors Project (an artistic nude  study). Samples from this project have  been recently posted to DA. Please note  me if you are interested!!!<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/ashamed.gif" alt="Ashamed" title="Ashamed" /> Ugh<br /><br />Ever have one of those "Fuck- I'm  stupid" realizations...except that it  lasts for a whole day?<br />
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Yeah. This is one of those. <br />
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Put on a happy face and try to deal  with it an in the end, you're still a  hypocritical, ass-kissing poser - like  me! Atleast I feel like one... <br />
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This is a "should I change my major"  day...Poly Sci is kicking my ass.  Political science doesn't seem to be  the profession suited for knee-jerks,  and I feel (sadly) that I am becoming  one- that is when I get back a reading  reaction from my professor that says I  haven't substantiated my argument/make  unclear points I feel like I have  somehow let myself down in the wake of  becoming passionate about the  reading...I guess its that I don't  quite know how to read her. Or maybe  I'm just as dumb as I feel. No, I'm not  fishing for compliments, just wallowing  in self pity is enough for me today. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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On another note, I've narrowed down my  choice of German University cities for  next year to these: Bonn, Bremen,  Freiburg, Dresden, Tuebingen. My  application is due at the end of the  month. If anyone has things to note  about any of these universites or their  location, let me know!! I am at a bit  of a stand-still.<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>back to school</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jan 2005 15:41:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ NOTE TO ASPIRING MODELS: <br />
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I am in need of your help! I am looking  for outgoing, artistically-bent  individuals that are in (or as far as  three hrs. away from) the ALBANY, NEW  YORK area to participate (at this time,  TFP only) in my Visual Arts Soph.  Honors Project (an artistic nude  study). Samples from this project have  been recently posted to DA. Please note  me if you are interested!!!<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/police.gif" alt="Arrested" title="Arrested" /> Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm<br /><br />Whew. So I'm back at school after a  month of working retail at home on my  winter break... another thing to cross  off my list of future "careers". My  parents seem to be heaving sighs of  relief- glad, I am sure, that my  whorishly expensive education will not  be "wasted"... We'll see. I hope I  don't let them down... <br />
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Spent my birthday (Dec. 31st) here with  my boyfriend and our buddies at their  apartment- it was a whole hell of a lot  of fun. My birthday is becoming almost  like every other day though. Truth: I  am a selfish individual and crave  attention and presents and all that  stupid stuff on my birthday...being so  close to christmas, I often miss out.  Its so hard being me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> <br />
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Anyway- the second term of my Visual  Arts Soph. Honors project is in full  swing- I am applying currently for a  grant (that will, hopefully cover  modeling expenses!!) I would like to  exhibit my work somewhere on campus-  but if I was even granted the honour- I  am nervous about how it would be  received- the majority of students on  this campus aren't what I would  consider "artistically informed". I  think many would scream pornography-  and I would get so frusterated I would  want to take it down. I think maybe I  am getting the cart before the horse...  I don't even know if they will let me  put them up...maybe too big of a step  for the administration to take. <br />
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I still have not thought of a  title/running theme for it. The photos,  aside from being some sort of artistic  nude or other- are sometimes quite  different from one another in  "Theme"/look/content/lighting- I feel  like I'm breaking rules- or just not  following any... wondering what to do,  as it has not turned out to be an  Edward Weston-style (traditional)  artisitic nude study. Ideas? <br />
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PS- my DA subscription recently  expired...I thought senior members got  free subscriptions, but I was wrong  (stupid)- anyway, this means that I am  going to be even more laxadasical in my  DA presence... all appologies.<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2004 19:05:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I have my bitchy side, but I don't  think I'm really nasty. I think that a  lot of other people probably think that  I am. Fuck them." <br />
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-Debbie Harry<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/flirty.gif" alt="Flirtatious" title="Flirtatious" /> Cozily optimistic<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Ray Charles<br /><br />HAPPY HOLIDAYS  EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>holidays</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 10:56:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "When this judge let a rapist go  because the woman had been wearing a  miniskirt and so was 'asking for it' I  thought, ladies, what we all should do  is this: next time we see an ugly guy  on the street, shoot him. After all, he  knew he was ugly when he left the  house. He was asking for it." <br />
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-Ellen Cleghorn<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt="Very Happy" title="Very Happy" /> Cozily optimistic<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Jeff Buckley- Grace<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: a little bit of everything<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: I love the 80's/90's Strikes back on VH1- So Cool!<br /><br />I stick to the sentiments of one reader  of the Oregonian who wrote to the  Editor: <br />
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"when I get on the big, yellow school  bus that I ride every morning, I hear  Christmas music. My bus driver has been  playing a radio station that only plays  Christmas music, every morning since  before Thanksgiving. <br />
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When I go to Starbucks for a latte, I  hear Christmas music. Cold Stone  Creamery workers sing Christmas music  as thank you's for tips they receive. <br />
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Christmas came too early this year, and  now I'm sick of it before Christmas is  even here." <br />
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- Emily Ritchie Sunset Hi student<br />
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I am a seasonal full-time  sales-associate of Meier and Frank<br />
(Accessories/Handbags/Hosery, at your  slave-driving service!). Beginning with  my training day I noticed what I hoped  to GOD would not become a trend in my   work day...the god-aweful excuse for  Christmas music that they broadcast.  All hopes were in vain. I mean, I used  to LIKE that Grease song...you know the  one..."I'm the one that you want!  OOooOOoo OOo!" everytime that song  comes on (I still haven't mastered the  art of "tuning out" the music) I feel  like strangling myself with the closest  pair of hose. <br />
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Michael Bolton, Amy Grant, and some sad  excuse for a baratone-voiced guy (among  other examples of jazz-like-Xmas  elevator music) plague my every sale,  mark-down, - and even GET THIS: LUNCH  BREAK. I bring a book every day (yeah,  I'm the "non-sociable" one who crams  herself in the chair next to the  humming buzz of the vending machine)-  but with good purpose! It seems the  majority of M&F employees are  zombie-cult followers of shows like:  Judge Joe Brown, that other chic judge  who I am relieved not to be able to  name, "Life Councilors", Texas Justice  and Divorce Court (for crying out  loud!). <br />
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SOMETIMES I find myself alone in the  lunch room- in such heavenly instances  I tune the TV to a non-service  channel...thinking "oh sweet silence,  thank you" - but shattered dreams only  follow...the damn music strikes again!!<br />
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Everyday/late night after work, I save  my sanity by tuning into 94.7 or KROC  and blasting the hell out them, just to  remind myself that there IS life after  Christmas music. <br />
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So, other than that one grievance, I  really like my job. That said, I hope  my 'not-too-cheap' college education is  going to amount to something because a  future in retail doesn't look like my  cup of tea. <br />
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Lee just came home for the break, I  think he's somewhat relieved to be done  with school for a while- although I  don't know how anyone could get sick of  going to school in Florida... <br />
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My second thanksgiving away from home  was great. (I spent my first iin  Austria, where they don't know how to  make pumpkin pie...such a shame...)  Jon's family is a kick. I didn't know  it was possible to have a family any  "crazier" than mine, but I was proven  wrong. His folks are originally from  Virginia (his mom born in the bronx)  and for me that meant a southern twist  on Thanksgiving. SOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo  gooooOOooood. And you know I love my  food. I helped out in the kitchen (see  mom- I'm full of surprises!) and the  rest of the time enjoyed an informal  dinner buffet style- and football. I  got a kick out of this knowing that  back at home there would be constant  "conversation" before, during, and  after dinner. Anyway, point being, they  made me feel comfortable and I enjoyed  being there. <br />
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I have been quite productive since I've  been home- before I came back, I did my  first shoot with a paid model, Renee-  for the purpose of my Vis. Arts.  Sophomore honors project- the focus of  which is Artistic Nude. Coming home, I  worked it out with a photographer  friend of mine in Portland that I  borrow his studio (lighting equipment,  backdrop, props and all) and that he  help me hire a model. I finally  arranged a shoot with Leona, who was  quite easy to work with. I was pretty  nervous about it all at first- not  having any formal studio-lighting  training (J. Cohen gave me a helpful  quick tutorial which helped emensely  though), but it all panned out pretty  well and I am ha... ]]></description>
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                <title>Photshoot!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2004 13:24:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" alt="Dancing" title="Dancing" /> Ridiculously excited<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Paul van Dyke<br /><br />AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! <br />
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My first time ever LEGIT photoshoot  with a hired model was just two days  ago and it was a FAN-FUCKING-TABULOUS  experience!!! I am still so thrilled  about it- we just clicked! I was her  first female photographer and I think  that she opened up to me extremely  well. She was so easy to work with-  needed little direction and seemed to  feel instinctively what I was looking  for. I am so excited about the results  and can't wait to share them with you-  so many things were working right I  took nearly two-hundred shots- and  unlike most shoots, nearly 50 of them  are what I would consider "good, great,  etc."- <br />
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I am simply beside myself. This nude  study is a segment of my sophomore  honors project and my desire is to  exhibit them in the college gallery,  and even at home if I can find a  curator who is interested in student  work. <br />
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I'm off to do some selective deleting  of shots, sizing and so forth-  submissions from the shoot coming  soon!!! Thank you everyone for the  "crossed fingers" <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Nov 2004 14:35:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/beer.gif" alt="Drinking" title="Drinking" /> Thankful<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Radiohead<br /><br />Took my last two finals today, turned  in my photo portfolio on Wednesday-  cross your fingers for me. I atleast,  am simply relieved to be done for the  term. A bit of fun for a few days and  then its back home to do the "job  search"- hopefully it will be short,  relatively painless and successful (of  course). <br />
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I am excited like a kid at 6AM  christmas morning...tomorrow I am  working with my first non-friend (aka-  professional!) model tomorrow; PAYING  HER for christ's sake- a nude study (I  hope you wouldn't expect less!) Its  going to be fabulous. I want to utilize  natural light and so hope to god that  the sun will be shining through atleast  a thin layer of clouds tomorrow- if not  showing its pretty face the whole day. <br />
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I am off... 'til sooner than later.<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2004 15:34:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thanks.gif" alt="Grateful" title="Grateful" /> Thankful<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Coldplay- Sparks<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Draussen vor der Tuer<br /><br />Fame or integrity: which is more  important?<br />
Money or happiness: which is more  valuable?<br />
Success or failure: which is more  destructive?<br />
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If you look to others for fulfillment,<br />
you will never truly be fulfilled. <br />
If your happiness depends on money,<br />
you will never be happy with yourself.<br />
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Be content with what you have;<br />
rejoice in the way things are.<br />
When you realize there is nothing  lacking,<br />
the whole world belongs to you. <br />
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-Lao Tzu<br /><br />My heartfelt thanks for your incredible  support...<br />
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Sep 2004 05:11:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mo BETTAH!!!!!!!!!<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br />Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <title>*sigh*</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Sep 2004 12:37:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The only element of last night that  kept me from going batty as I read "The  Last Days of Socrates" for my Political  Thought class was my boyfriend's nerdy  sense of humor. Example- Jon gets off  on jokes like the following: <br />
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"There are 10 types of people in this  world. Those who know binary, and those  who don't." <br />
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Har har har. Needless to say, I laughed  very hard- not because it was funny,  but because he thought it was  hilarious. <br />
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I quit rugby this term. <br />
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It was one of the more difficult things  that I've ever done- I felt like a  quitter- I still do, in a way. Our  first game is this Sunday- in fact,  Vanessa just called and asked me "how  busy I really was" because they have a  lack of players for this weekend- and  they need another in the line. I have a  hard time saying no ,because I know  they need me- but I really need to be  focusing on my classes more. <br />
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I am taking an extra class this term-  and was recently told by my sophomore  project advisor that I should get going  on my project before winter and the  cold set in...my photography project  will probably have elements of outdoors  and models- which don't mix well in  -degree weather... still, that would be  even ANOTHER credit to add, when the  normal load per trimester is three...  Outside of my four classes I am already  working 8 hours a week for pocket  money, and then (but no longer) there  was rugby...<br />
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My head is spinning, and its hard to  put things in to perspective- to  prioritize. <br />
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I am loving my photography class, and  my new camera- the feel of it, and  getting aquainted with manual; but I  feel so inadequate. <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br />Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Sep 2004 17:27:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What is Justice? <br />
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Even Socrates couldn't decide on an  answer. <br />
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What is it to you?<br /><br />Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <title>condiment dynasty...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2004 06:55:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sherlock.gif" alt="Inquisitive" title="Inquisitive" /> thoughtful<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Nirvana - Dive<br /><br />A new twist to the phrase "food for  thought": <br />
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"This nation can't afford presidential  leadership that comes in 57 varieties,"  Romney said about Kerry. "We need a  decisive president who stands his  ground. We need George W. Bush."<br />
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 - Massachusetts Gov. Mitt Romney<br />
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I would be pleasantly surprised to hear  some original thoughts on why our  current president is not fit for  office, and what makes Kerry suited for  the position. There are many reasons  for which neither canidate appeals to  me. Personally, I would rather have a  gun-slinging Texan for a president than  an indecisive butt-kisser who, when  interviewed on an Oregon radio show,  can't decide which he likes better- the  Beatles, or the Stones, and for all of  his infamous vietnam anti-american  antics, can't name a single Bob Dylan  song. <br />
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Uhhhh.... douchebag!<br /><br />Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <title>What next!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2004 19:47:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 

Well, where to start.


I got a dandy little announcement from the perky people of Res. Life today, informing me that someone I don't know is moving in to takeover the other half of my room this year; the other half of my room which, if God hadn't taken a huge shat on her life or had instead decided to grace her with some common sense, would have been occupied by my close friend Krissy. BUT she was stupid, and got knocked up by a kid who is considerably not the sharpest tool in the shed, and now she will be living at home. 

I've cried about the whole thing alot but was starting to accept that she was going to have it and that I was going to be "aunty Jess" whether I thought it was a good idea or not. 

All except for today, when I wish x1000000 that she would have made a different decision so I could have had my roommate back- the way things were supposed to be. I am really fucking pissed about the whole god-damned-fucking mess. 

I don't even KNOW this Julia chick. She must be a transfer- I can't believe this. Freshman year all over again, not knowing my roommate. 

Please lord, let her be gay. I can't take any more gross guys stumbling into my room at two am.  And besides, that would spice up the year now wouldn't it? 


On another rant, I had surgery on my left cheek yesterday- the dermatologist removed a small cyst- the procedure was crazy- I could see most of it out of the corner of my eye. He poked me with so many numbing needles before that I nearly cried out it hurt so much. The cutting part was just fine- except that I could feel him slicing through the skin. Being able to feel him pulling on my cheek and grabbing at it etc, without pain was kind of surreal experience. I made him show it to me after he was done. Nasty business I tell you. I took my bandage off today- my cheek is a little fat and when I looked in the mirror I got very discouraged... I know I'll have a scar, the question is how bad? What's another one, right? Adds character. 



Mom and I got in another spat yesterday. 

Among other things, it made me finalize a few things- things I had been deliberating on in my head for a while. For one, I am not coming back home for an extended break after this. I'll be home at Christmas, but not for longer than a week. Spend the rest of it in NY earning money. Spring break, maybe somewhere warm if I've earned it. Summer, NY, working, or internship. Next year, Germany. After that, who knows? 

I've decided not to do any more flying until I can pay for the rental myself. Just another thing that I don't want held against me. 

I'm paying my parents back for my college tuition and I didn't even know it-  they started a college fund for me at my birth, and besides the starting fee that they threw in, my alaska dividend and one of theirs each year went into it, and it has grown over the years. In this way, through no design of my own, I will be paying them back for all of the money they have helped me with in school. I feel so blessed not to have any student loans to pay back. 

At the same time I feel beholden for so many things, and I hate feeling that way. 



*sigh*



Going back to school on the 26th to start a new year of growth. 




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                <title>Return</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 10:51:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You were born with wings. Why prefer to  crawl through life? <br />
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-Rumi<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" alt="Hungry" title="Hungry" /> inspired<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Bush- Sixteen Stone<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Kafka- Der Prozess<br /><br />I'm back! <br />
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My Limmony Snicket wall calendar  consults me that "summer is a good time  to go on vacation, but its best to tell  someone where you are going". On that  note, it wasn't reeeeeally a vacation-  but all of my journals are randomly  timed anyway so I figured you wouldn't  have known the difference. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> <br />
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My brother is going to an internship  program in Melbourne (about an hour to  the east of Orlando), Florida this  year, and so the whole fam-damnily flew  over there with him to get set up in  his KICK ASS (if I do say so myself)  apartment before classes started. We  stayed a couple of extra days to make  the use of my A.A. miles worthwhile-  and boy, was it!! I had a  FAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaabulous time, as my mom  would say. <br />
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It seems we picked just the right  evening to get the hell out of there-  they closed flights from Orlando to  Seattle right after ours. I think its  ridiculous that they're making such a  commotion out of this hurricane. "May  gust to 95" OOOOoooooooo. <br />
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We commonly had storms at home in  Alaska where the winds were a sustained  75. But its almost as if Alaska is  another country- we are NEVER mentioned  in the news- even when ours is more  remarkable than that in the lower 48.  What gets me is that some morons still  think Alaska isn't a state. ("Oh,  really? I thought you guys were like  Peurto Rico, or like, something...")  Nothing was said when the windows on  the countol tower at the Juneau airport  were blown out in a storm with  sustained winds of 80 and gusts over  100 mph. *rolls her eyes* <br />
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Yeah, stock up Floridians, you're in  for a BIG ONE. <br />
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I won't elaborate as I'm not in the  mood, but there's a lil' update for  you. <br />
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I am very happy that I FINALLY have  some flight time scheduled for the  upcoming week- I will need to study up  on manuvers and airport proceedures so  I don't make a complete fool of myself  in front of my ex-instructor who will  get me "current". Hope to go on Fire  Watch with her sometime this week too-  that's always a good way to get hours  in free of charge, and see some  beautiful country. In the past she has  let me sit in the left seat and fly, so  I could get hours as PIC. I guess  there's a forest-service guy going with  her, in which case HE will be banished  to the back seat <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> Haha. <br />
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I've probably left something out, but  if so will write another update.<br /><br />Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Jul 2004 08:45:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You were born with wings. Why prefer to  crawl through life? <br />
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-Rumi<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/painter.gif" alt="Artistic" title="Artistic" /> inspired<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: INXS<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: 100 Years of Solitude<br /><br />I am so very much cheered by the   insightful and, one of my favorite  words (thoughtful), commentary on False  Awakening. I was very touched, and I  will try to get back to you all. <br />
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"Some silken moment goes on forever,  and we're leavin' broken hearts  behind."<br />
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We're heading off to a family reunion  on the coast. We will be sinning  heritics among god-fearing vegetarians;  for low and behold- we are bringing  BEER and our own sausages for the  weenie roast. This part of my family is  Seventh Day Adventist, and they will be  eating veggielinks and drinking  Crystalight. Can you say yummy yummy? <br />
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                <title>Vacant Skies</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 16:36:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I wanted you to see what real courage  is, instead of getting the idea that  courage is a man with a gun in his  hand. Its when you know you're licked  before you begin- but you begin anyway  and see it through- no matter what." <br />
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-Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" alt="Fainting" title="Fainting" /> sleepy with sun<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Sink, Flordia, Sink" by Against Me!<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Red Tent<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Paycheck<br /><br />I am feeling a bit faint for lolling  around outside during the hottest part  of the day- this is the first day I  have loved Sundays in a long time; the  first this summer anyway. I had a good  book which I have still to finish, a  snapple beside me, and a pillow under  my head, but not much else. There is a  certain glory to soaking in the sun  without a swimsuit to be a bother. And  I love the way skin smells after you  steep yourself in the sun for a time,  and then step out of it. It is like  pulling warm sheets out of the dryer,  but with its own comfort. Your skin is  all aglow with sweat and and cheeks  flushed and more often than not, you  haven't hydrated enough. Well, I  usually do not. <br />
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I quit my job which I held for three  days, and JEsUS CHRIST did it feel  GREAT!!! I have never quit a job,  certainly one that I didn't like-  because as we all know, holding "those  ones" can..."build character". Well, I  figured at the end of last week that I  had collected enough god-damned  character wasting my life doing things  I hated and didn't have to do- chiefly,  sitting at the front desk of the Travel  Lodge with that old witch hanging over  my shoulder not to train me how to do  things the first time, but to scowl and  scold me when I did them out of  exasperatin for lack of help for doing  it "wrong". My boss was nice enough,  but he was not there often enough (nor  when he said he would be) to take her  place. I have never worked for someone  more unreliable than myself. Not to say  that I am unreliable- but you would  think that it should be the employer  who sets the example, no?? Well anyway,  to finish making a short story long <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> I  called in and quit. I don't even care  that I won't be payed for the hours I  spent wasting my life building  "character" behind their counter last  week. FUCK 'EM. <br />
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Mom is getting a colonoscopy tomorrow  and has been on a liquid diet since  this morning. I feign sympathy, but am  tee-hee-heeing inside <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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We went to the beach yesterday for the  first time this summer, and it was  FABULOUS. The 105 degree weather  certainly warranted a getaway, and it  was a family record to get away from  the house before eleven. We joined the  mass exodus streaming out of the city  when we neared the Seaside/Cannon Beach  split- and first made the mistake of  turning south to Sea Side, where we  normally go. We found out pretty  quickly that we weren't alone in  heading in a southerly direction,  because EVERYONE ELSE was too. We also  noted the dark, heavy clouds lurking  ahead as we inched by in the car train.  After some family discussion, we pulled  a U turn and were one of the only  vehicles to be heading north. We  thumbed our noses at the "suckers" and  took off for Cannon Beach. We made the  right decision it seems, because the  weather was great, and there were "few"  people there. <br />
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The tractors have finally come and  bailed up all of the hay- some 300+  bails at 1.5 tons EACH. Needless to  say, I think my summer sneezing fits  are finally over.<br /><br />Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <title>You don't have to be Beautiful</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2004 09:25:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "It's all right letting yourself go, as  long as you can get yourself back." <br />
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Mick Jagger<br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Kiss" by Prince<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Monster<br /><br />Woooo boy. Its been a little over a  month since I last posted or uploaded-  far too long I say. There is always  activity around here that curtails the  length of my time spent not just on DA,  but on the computer. The sound of feet  on the stairs or a car rolling in the  driveway usually will reveal one of my  parents, which will enevitably lead to  either of them telling me to get my  butt off the computer and "get busy".  Man, I must be psychic because here  comes mom up from working up a sweat  down stairs on her stair-climber..."why  don't you get dressed and see what's  going on outside?" Well, mom, because I  KNOW exactly what's going on outisde,  and for once I would like to be content  on my VACATION to sit a bit with my  coffee in front of my computer (its the  equivalent to her "morning newspaper"  I'd say) at NINE AM and FREAKING  RELAX!!!!!!! Little does she know that  most college kids who work part time,  or in the afternoons are sleeping half  the day away in other parts of the  country, and probably even *gasp!* in  THIS VERY TOWN! What a novel idea,  sleeping past seven-thirty... <br />
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Unfortunately, if you sleep past  seven-thirty in this house, you are  thought to have contracted some kind of  fatal sleeping disease and are often  presumed "dead". My parents have found,  however, through careful study and  scientific parental observation, that a  simple grinding of the coffee, blaring  of the tv, or starting of the lawn  mower directly outside of my window, or  the occasional bursting into my room,  turning on the light with an all too  exuberant and demanding "RISE AND  SHIIIIIINE!" usually does the trick.  <br />
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I get to go up to the barn and spray  weeds today. What a joy. You see, its  not only that I want to get a job to  make MONEY- its simply that I want to  GET OUT OF THE HOUSE, so my parents  can't entrap me into doing some sort of  busy work that could just as easily be  done by the landscaper guy they already  over-pay. Its simple logic. <br />
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Yes, so, did I already mention that I'm  spraying weeds today? <br />
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The Travel Lodge called last night (way  past mom's bedtime) to reschedule my  training for TOMORROW at five, instead  of today. I wouldn't be surprised if  they called again to say that they'll  train me on Thursday and I can start  work then too. IF I eventually get  trained, I'll be working at the front  desk Thursday, Friday and Saturday late  afternoons and evenings for minimum  wage. Unfortunately, its exactly the  wrong time to be working, because mom  will have plenty of time to corral me  up during the day and assign me  something to "do". <br />
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Havent' done any flying yet- that will  get me out of the house for a while,  and the weather has been beautiful for  it. I'm pretty rusty, I guess it will  take a while to get back into the swing  of things. Maybe I can ride along with  Corinne (my past instructor) when she  goes on Fire Watch. <br />
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Lets see, what have I been up to? The  fam and I spent ten days at home in  Alaska before the fourth, it was  unusually hot and very uneventful and  relaxing- came back, not much to say  about the fourth of July- saw Jonny  Lang in concert with Mike at the  Waterfront Blues Festival and  thoroughly enjoyed myself (he's great  in concert, I can't wait to get his new  CD)- dragged my mom along to the  Country Fair in Veneta, OR- man what a  sight...she didn't know where to look  first!!!! She was very amazed. As my  dad says, "I've been to two state fairs  and a goat fuck, but I've never seen  anything like this!!!!!!" Anyway, there  were more naked people than last year.  Doubtless, I had a high ol' time. <br />
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Random: I regret that I feel I have to  put watermarks on my work from now on -  I have had several incidents of  deviants using my work without my  permission- and to curtail it, this is  the only thing I can think of. I wish  people were more considerate. It really  pisses me off, to tell you the truth. <br />
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Enjoy my new stuff! <br />
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X's and O's and soap bubbles blown in  your face.<br /><br />Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jun 2004 21:24:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "If neurotic is wanting two mutually  exclusive things at one and the same  time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll  be flying back and forth between one  mutally exlusive things and another for  the rest of my days." -Sylvia Plath<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brainless.gif" alt="Brainless" title="Brainless" /> Heavy and yet Empty<br><strong>Listening to</strong>: Sound Garden<br><br>It seems that the last month has been  simply a series of highs and coming's  downs, and little more. Everything  could be tossed in a catagory of "good  time, good memory, swell this, fun  that", and "feelings out of control,  nothing to feel, boring time, bad time,  fuck this, fuck that"... I am ready for  classes to be over, and yet I don't  want to see my friends graduate and not  return. I want summer to begin, but I  don't- because I know the second I am  home, I will open my eyes and that will  be over too. I am happy, I am sad- and  can't explain any of it, I don't know  how to share it- who would want to  anyway? It matters, but I can't express  myself anymore. <br />
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I know tomorrow anything could happen.  I sit here in my chair at this moment  and contemplate the possibilities, but  mostly only the bad. Its nearly summer  for christ's sake. Girls are wearing  tiniminis and the ass is scattering,  but the only thing I do is make fun of  them. Why am I turning sour when I want  to be relaxed, happy, living-fully? <br />
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I appologize for my lack of presence  here on DA of late, and hope you  understand. I have a few submissions to  make up, so here we go...<br><br>Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <title>glug glug glug</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2004 08:50:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The Beatings Will Continue Until Moral  Improves. <br />
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-Dad<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/slap.gif" alt="Aggressive" title="Aggressive" /> Rawr!!<br><strong>Listening to</strong>: Throwing Copper<br><strong>Reading</strong>: naughty magazines<br><br>Well sportsfans, life is good. Lil'  rugby update for ya'll- <br />
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We came away with a third-place D1  victory at upstates- well deserved, but  I think we all felt if we had tried a  bit harder we could have had the first  place trophy. Next year I wish I could  say its in the bag, but with the  veteran seniors- most of which pack the  punch on our team- heading out, that  leaves us with a few upper-classman and  many unexperienced rookies. I'm a bit  nervous about next season. <br />
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Our last game is tomorrow against SUNY  Albany- our sister team; we're going to  kick their asses of course, and then  celebrate with them with a barbeque and  drink our selves silly afterwards. <br />
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I have so much shit to do this  weekend... don't know where I'll fit it  all in. Somewhere I suppose. <br />
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Wishing time would slow down a  bit...its so hard to enjoy the moment  when it is gone so quickly... <br />
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Ruck over.<br><br>Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <title>HIT ME!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2004 09:18:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Be Kind to Animals...<br />
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KISS A RUGBY PLAYER! <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/threaten.gif" alt="Intimidating" title="Intimidating" /> Rawr!!<br><strong>Listening to</strong>: George Thoroughgood & the Destroyers<br><strong>Reading</strong>: Jakob der Luegner<br><br>Boom boom boom boom- bang bang bang  bang... <br />
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Ladies and Gentlemen, these next couple  weeks are going to be hell. Rugby is  full tilt-midterms are comin', work is  always there- chaos is in the air, but  I like the general feeling of ultimate  disaster.<br />
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Two weekends ago, on Friday, April 9,  we played RPI on our home field and  beat them like red-headed  step-children, 15-0. <br />
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This last Friday, we drove two vans  (the guys had to drive in cars- HA!) to  Beast of the East in Rhode Island, and  we held our own against UConn, Sacred  Heart, and Boston College. <br />
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We should have one all three, but we'll  make up for it this weekend at  Upstates- where we will make them  forget their names, what day it is, and  how many fingers the EMT is holding up.  UNION RUGGERS EAT THEIR DEAD!<br />
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I have some great shots from the  different games (guys and girls), which  I will upload for kicks. Unsure as of  yet if I will leave them up or take  them down later, but I feel the need to  deversify my gallery, so I think I'll  leave 'em. Hope you all enjoy- I am  glad that I can somehow share with you  the enthusiasm I have for the game. <br />
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PS - I am still looking to share an  appartment (or floor) with someone  during the month of August- Have not  followed up on anything so I appologize  to those of you who have already  mentioned possibilities. Check out my  last journal for details!<br><br>Thank you all so much for your  incredible support always... <br />
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                <title>APARTMENT??</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2004 13:09:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Where there's a Will, there's a  Won't." <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: The Pretenders<br><br>!!!!!!!!!!!CALLING ALL DEVIANTS FROM  NEW YORK CITY!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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Lonely? Bored? Interested in modeling  (ack, that just came out, sorry)- or  wanting someone to help you out with  rent for your appartment? I know  SOMEONE IS! <br />
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I have been offered a summer job (the  month of August) as a part-time  assistent for Cecilia De Bucourt, an  out-of-this world-talented,  up-and-coming Argentinian ex-model  turned designer who bases her  production in the city. <br />
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:<a href="http://www.ceciliadebucourt.com/:">[link]</a><br />
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It would be the opportunity of a  life-time for me- but I have run into  several roadblocks... first, as I will  be working part time, there is no way I  could pay for my own appartment, food,  and other necessities; hostels are too  expensive, and Ceciila can not put me  up. I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!<br />
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I am looking to share space with  someone for the month of August (even  if it means sleeping on your floor),  and would be willing to pay for my  stay- I'm estimating that I could  afford 300-400 dollars- I know that its  nothing compared to half for most  apartments in the city, but its what I  can offer. I'd help you with the normal  routine- cleaning, cooking, etc. <br />
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2004 14:48:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I plead the FIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiif!!"  <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: "The Pussy Song" Lords of Acid<br><strong>Reading</strong>: "Understanding Ethnic Conflict-"<br><br>Okay. I'm back at school... who knew  the break would have flown by so  quickly? It was beautiful though I tell  you- beautiful. <br />
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Got there on Tuesday night the 16th and  could only look outside my mom's  "office" window and gawk at the  gorgeous weather, chirpy birds and  green fields 'n' flowering trees  because I had one last final paper to  type up... Thursday afternoon I was  free. <br />
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The weather stayed luscious 'til  Friday, and by that point it almost  didn't matter, because I had to fly  back to school this past Sunday, as it  were. I just feel so good about this  last break- spent a lot of time with my  family, and I think we both appreciated  it- spent a day with Mike (artistic,  dorky and self-confident  budunkadunk-bootyliscious ex-7elven  manager extrordinairre), and an  afternoon/evening with my friend James  (can sometimes be found running around  at parties in his underpants  brandishing a leather belt for the  unsuspecting, prostrate friends), and  going to the culinary-school (Seattle  Art Institute) graduation of my buddy  since childhood Jordan (flambouyant,  witty, bitingly-sarcastic, future  deliverer of my breakfast-in-bed...  yeah, I haven't told him yet...)<br />
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WENT FLYING. <br />
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MISSED A JOAN JETT CONCERT *pounds head  against desk*<br />
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Ate to my little hearts delight. <br />
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Yeah. It was good. <br />
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Now I'm back at school- and its good  too. Classes (fourth day starts  tomorrow!) are goin' swell so far, and  so is work at the Starbucks kiosk- and  of course, RUBGY ROCKS MY SOCKS!!<br />
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They're training me to be scrum-half-  started out first term learning that  position, but we all know what happened  THEN. <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" /> FIRST GAME IS AGAINST RPI ON HOME TURF  ON GOOD FRIDAY!! YEEEEHAW. <br />
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Have a crap-load more deviations to  upload and am looking forward to your  ever-enthusiastic and helpful feedback.  <br />
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Much love and all that schmooze!!!!<br><br>Oh yeah- York peppermint patties are  the SHIT! <br />
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                <title>Ferein Macht Spass</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2004 22:01:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I hate you, I hate you...I don't even  know you and I hate your guts- I hope  all of the bad things in life happen to  you and only you..."<br />
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God I love the Chapelle Show.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/meditate.gif" alt="Meditative / Reflective" title="Meditative / Reflective" /> better? what's that?<br><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Sultans of Swing" Dire Straits<br><strong>Reading</strong>: FHM (almost as good as playboy articles...)<br><br>I could die now, and I would kick and  scream, and yeah, it would be  untimely...but. this is one of those  few times where I feel like saying to  myself rather sillily, because it seems  like I would be: "I could die right now  and I would be perfectly happy". <br />
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Well, I nearly am- and its the little  imperfections that make it so fitting. <br />
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I spent the day with Mike yesterday,  walking in downtown PDX, draggin' him  around shopping, etc. We talked and  oogled at girls in their short shorts  and tight little skirts. I hate spring  weather <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I felt a sense of contentment  when I drove home, and it wasn't just  the 7 shirts I bought at Red Light that  made me feel that way. Yep, that's what  friends are for. (I know what some of  you are thinking, so you can stop  thinking it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lick.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />) <br />
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I FLEW TODAY!!!!!!!!!! <br />
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Yes...I DID!!! I got off my ass, called  up Corinne, and said...hey....remember  me? And is the 150 available for  rental? I dragged her along with me,  letting her know ahead of time that  after five months of not being PIC  (well, even flying), I had "forgotten  EVERYTHING". Well, I wasn't  exaggerating!! But it all came back  very quickly- we did a brush up  emergency landing procedure and I did  about 6 touch and go's to get my  landings feeling more comfortable. It  was just great to get back up in the  air... the weather better start shapin'  up over there in NY so I don't have  another excuse to go without flying. A  big weight has been lifted from my  shoulders. <br />
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And its my mom's birthday tomorrow.  She's forgotten, but I haven't.  Mwhahahaha. <br />
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                <title>schools out...for long enough!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2004 21:42:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm RICK JAMES BITCH!!!!! <br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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God I love the Chapelle Show.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" alt="Dancing" title="Dancing" /> Feeling like Feeling<br><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Iris" by Live<br><br>I'm done, I'm done I'm  doooOOOOOoooOOOOOoooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO One.<br />
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(How agonizing was that last key? I  know I know, I am worse than an  American Idol contestant...I'll spare  you the rest...)<br />
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Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am  OFFICIALLY "home free" for the  remainder of spring break- I emailed my  last final paper to my prof this  afternoon after two agonzing days of  structuring the damn thing (AT HOME no  less...I feel so acoomplished after  being able to finish it amongst the  comfortable distractions of home that I  KNEW would be a problem). <br />
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I flew out of a blizzard in NY to green  fields and blossoming willow and cherry  trees in Oregon...a welcome and warm  tradeoff I say. <br />
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I was stunned and amazed by everything-  I couldn't help thinking how freaking  cool the pond is and how I am going to  TERRORIZE the fish when they are  introduced, and how much I will love  zipping around on the jetski if dad can  send it down from Alaska, and swimming  and getting gooey mud between my toes  when I walk along the edge... and  sunbathing nude on the island- and  taking "Lady of the Lake"esque  photographs... <br />
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AND THE BARN!!! The restorations of my  grandmother's old barn have come so  far... I miss its old self, but the  inside is so neat now- NEW SHOTS  DEFINATELY FORTHCOMING while I am  here!!! <br />
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I just... I dont' know...when all is  said and done- as much as I get under  the weather and pissy under pressure...  I LOVE LIFE. <br />
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And Mike and I are getting tattoos.  (Yes, Mike, we are!) <br />
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Amen and amen again! <br />
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xoxo to you all!!! THANK YOU FOR YOUR  SUPPORT and LOVE!!!!!<br><br><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Brandy shots by Brunch</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2004 15:04:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm RICH BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" alt="Tired" title="Tired" /> 3 days behind sleep<br><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Djobi Djoba" Gypsy Kings<br><br>Yes, the subject of this journal is  totally random- just like my day. (and  yesterday, and the day before that). <br />
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*dancing*<br />
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*dancing*<br />
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*dancing*<br />
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THANK YOU!!!!! guys for your incredible  support- warm welcome would be an  understatement- I can't thank you  enough for all of your kind (for the  most part! lol) comments and  constructive suggestions. I'm sorry I  can't get back to you all personally! <br />
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VIELEN DANK! <br />
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*kisseskisseskisses*<br />
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2004 15:58:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What did the five fingers say to the  face? <br />
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SLAP BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" alt="Tired" title="Tired" /> 3 days behind sleep<br><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Take the Money and Run" Steve Miller Band<br><strong>Reading</strong>: NOTHING...and THANK GOD FOR THAT!<br><br>Ugh. <br />
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Naja...der Ferien kommt bald...trotzdem  nicht bald genug. 'sgibt schon zu viel  zu tun um mich drauf zu freuen. <br />
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Ich hab' Karnival verpasst...und sehr  vermisst. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Ich hab ueber alles von  meiner freundinen Anne gehoert- ich  haette so viel Spass gehabt, wenn ich  dabei waere!! Schade. <br />
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Trying to kick a cold while I write my  final papers- will not be going out  this weekend, except perhaps to catch a  movie as a break. Got my classes set up  for next term (second tri of Euro  history, Independent Study in German,  and "Comparative Ethnic and Racial  Politics". OHhhh boy. Count me excited <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> . I've put the dining hall job aside  for a while (maybe forever- GOD I hated  working on the weekends)- and will be  trained next term to work at the  Starbucks kiosk- FREE COFFEE BABY!!!!<br />
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RUGBY SEASON STARTS ON MY RETURN!!! <br />
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I am so stoked. God damn. <br />
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Am going to try to find time for  flying- and photographing. This summer  is looking really promising for both-  as well as work. Will be spending at  least a week at home in Alaska and am  planning to do another fine art nude  series in the woods/rocky islands  there. May drag my best friend Beth  along (whom I have not seen for a  year)- and make her my model. We'll  see, we'll see. <br />
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I want to appologize to you all - I  haven't been commenting on anyone's  work in my watchlist lately, as none of  the photos are showing up!!!! Its  really sparadic- sometimes they do, but  only as thumbnails or such... Its got  to be my comp- I don't know what the  deal is. Anyway, I really appreciate  your continued support. <br />
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2004 16:26:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The day after the day after the day  after Valentines day. <br />
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Love has almost completely faded away.<br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Gambler's Blues" Lightnin' Hopkins<br><strong>Reading</strong>: "The Manhattan Project" Jeff Hughes<br><br>I have developed a twitch in my right  eyelid...and my cold is hanging on,  kicking and hollering like a whiny,  screaming three-year old in the  candyisle. <br />
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I thought some tea with honey and a  shot of brandy would do the trick, but  I was wrong. Seeing as sleep is out for  the next for years, I will probably be  one big epeliptic seizure by the time I  graduate from college....<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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I can't believe that we're seven weeks  into the term... I realized the other  day that I am no longer the  eager-to-please, anxious tenth grader  who used to sit in class and ask what  font the teacher wanted us to print our  papers in, who used to nearly  hyperventalate about research papers  and big projects. My academic advisor  and I had a chat yesterday- about how  the choices we make mold the path of  the future, and define who we will  become, as well as close off certain  paths and determine what we will not  be... <br />
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he noted that I was becoming too "laid  back" this term. Indeed, I've changed a  lot since the beginning of highschool.  It makes me wonder what I'll be like my  senior year of college- although I  entertain the idea of being a dead-beat  college dropout, I know that  realistically this doesn't lie ahead  for me. <br />
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I went bowling on Valentine's Night  with my rugby buddies and Krissy-  hadn't been since I was maybe  nine...forgot how horrible I was!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> It  was great fun- they turned the lights  off and everything glowed, and they  played some great tunes. I did more  dancing than making strikes. Hopin' we  make a bi-weekly thing out of it. <br />
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Excited to be home for Spring break at  the end of March; trying to think of  meaningful ways to spend my time and  stick to them- I know its several  months away already, but am playing  with several ideas (that I need to  follow up on)- getting a job, or  staying in NY for an internship,  traveling in Europe with my mom for a  month and then returning, visiting my  Tacoma buddies, visiting Beth and my  buds in Cali- or spending the entire  summer at the Middleberry language  school learning Arabic? (Still have to  figure out if this is something I  really want, or if its just a fleeting  interest)... <br />
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I've always had a bit of a hard time  deciding. <br />
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And I need to fly again!!<br />
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So much to do in only one life... <br />
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2004 20:06:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Bacchus is my man.<br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Before you Accuse Me" Eric Clapton<br><strong>Reading</strong>: Das Marmorbild von J. Eichendorff<br><br>Last night was a sad slap in the  face...I discovered that I am REALLY  horrible at XXX Beuruit. (Gotta love  Wednesday nights...) Nearly sleeping  through my first class this morning- I  woke up and ran my ass to class- where  I proceeded to dominate in the in-class  discussion. Slam-dunk JESS! <br />
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I guess things DO work out sometimes.  Agenda this weekend: german essay  re-write, precep essay, Hoyt's "Inferno",  History reading, precept. films- work,  work... and of course. Hard-core play  time (but I am resolved to get my work  done first this time...)<br />
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Thank you all so much for your  support!!! <br />
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2004 13:38:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Look- I'm in a nutshell...how did I get  IN this nutshell???!<br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: "You Know You're Right" Nirvana<br><strong>Reading</strong>: Tim Cole's VERY repetitive "Selling the Holocaust"<br><br>In other words, I don't know what the  fuck has been wrong with me lately. All  I want to do is all the things I " shouldn't" (and am certainly aware of  it), and I haven't been doing the  things I "should"... and now, come  Mid-terms, its all coming back to bite  me in the ass. <br />
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Oh- by the way... words of widsom-  don't bleach your hair when you're  drunk. It's REALLY not a good idea.<br />
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I'm catching a cold too- but go figure,  the LAST thing I've been doing is  sleeping and eating right. <br />
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My Lemonny Snicket calendar says that " February is the shortest month of the  year. So, if you are having a miserable  month, try to schedule it for Febraury."  Well, Lemonny - I'll have to take you  up on that. <br />
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Much love to you all, and I appologize  for not being around more- things just  haven't been quite right lately.<br><br><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>here we go...again</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2004 13:45:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey Sportsfans!!!<br><br><strong>Listening to</strong>: Bad Boy Bill "Techno Hardcore Mix"<br><br>Its Saturday. <br />
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On Saturdays and Sundays I have two  shifts at West (college cafeteria), and  it becomes abundantly clear every time  how careless and disgusting people can  be. The old "Oh, woops- I just spilled  hot chocolate mix all over the floor,  but instead of cleaning up my own mess,  I'm just going to walk all over it and  then let one of the dining services  low-lifes clean it up" attitude is all  too prevailent. Little pampered  bastards. <br />
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But yeah. I love my job <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> Its seven more  dollars per hour than I had before- and  it keeps me away from studying and  other more devious activities on the  weekend for a few hours. <br />
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Of note... I am enjoying the company of  my buddies here. People are amazing.  Registered to model in NY (previously  Oregon), and have gotten a couple  promising offers - but the more I think  about it, the more it seems that I  won't be able to make it down to the  city as often as I would need to/like  to. *shrugs* May have to call that off  for now, but it was sure fun over the  break .<br />
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My classes are going pretty well this  term- finally a german class that I  like- getting to read literature and  watch classic films- the course is  taught in german, the kids are engaged-  hot diggidy. There are still the two  kids in my precep class that need to be  gagged- but other than that, my  in-class participation has not been  detoured- and my history class is a  lecture class- so Justin doesn't have  the opportunity to open his  presumptuous trap. <br />
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I haven't flown since mid novemer...  certainly had the opportunity over  winter break, but never took it. I  don't know what it was that kept me  from it...felt guilty in a way-  apprehensive. Like I had maybe  forgotten the WX service procedures- or  how to file a flight plan.... radio  calls, etc. Now I'll be screwed for a  while...seeing as its been -15 below  here the past two weeks... No ice in  the carborator for me, THANK YOU! <br />
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Have contacted an aquaintence about Air  Force ROTC...we'll see... <br />
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I've been lifting a lot lately- feel  better every day, more capable, more  fit- my wrist feels 100 percent better  and I can do pushups again without too  much pain. I'm going to be a BEAST come  spring season- no shitting! <br />
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Yeah. So that's the scoop. Over and  out- <br />
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2004 22:50:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <br><br><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Fade Into You" by Mazzy Star<br><br>I wanna hold the hand inside you<br />
I wanna take the breath thats true<br />
I look to you and I see nothing<br />
I look to you to see the truth<br />
You live your life, you go in shadow<br />
Youll come upon and youll go black<br />
Some kind of night into your darkness<br />
Close your eyes with whats not there<br />
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    Fade into you<br />
    Strange you never knew<br />
    Fade into you<br />
    I think its strange you never knew<br />
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The strange light comes on slowly<br />
A strangers heart is out of home<br />
You put your hands into your head<br />
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                <title>snowflakes</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2004 19:28:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Catching snowflakes in one's mouth can  lead to a cold tongue. <br />
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                <title>Happy New DAy</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2004 11:07:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ New Year's Day 2004...<br />
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IF YOU SURVIVE THIS YEAR, YOU WILL  LIKELY BE ONE YEAR OLDER.<br />
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(Lemony Snicket) <br />
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I'm one year older anyway- my birthday  was yesterday- the big 19. I'd say  anti-climatic, but that would be a big  lie. My birthday/New Years was VERY  climatic. *grins smugly* Yay for youth.  But anyway, it was very nice- my first  one (lordy) away from my family and  from watching the ball drop on TV  having no one else to kiss but my  50-year old cousins sitting next to me.  Instead, after working at my neighbors  helping them paint their rental house-  I spent the afternoon and evening with  my boyfriend- dinner, stuffed-animal  buying, movie-watching, photo-shoot- it  was a wonderful way to spend my  birthday. Unfortunately, my parents had  to pick me up...<br />
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I failed to mention that I am at their  mercy because I  got in an accident  with my car the other day- not  totalled, but considerably damaged. The  roads can be a lot worse when you don't  have all-wheel drive and tires that  would hydroplane on a dry summer day.  Oh well. Maybe the roads are safer  without me. <br />
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We're doing a primerib for dinner  tonight. I think its from a Washington  beef house, and I think my parents  bought it on purpose. It smells DAMN  GOOD. <br />
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Reading the newspaper the other day we  got the lowdown on the symptoms of the  disease. We were skeptical  of mom's  situation for a while- but when we read  that it is characterized by a "SUDDEN  onslaught of violent demensia", we  figured we could rest easy knowing that  she wasn't infected. No, indeed...  Mom's violent demensia has been  gradual. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lick.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> <br />
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Happy New Year to you all from one who  doesn't make New Year's Resolutions. <br />
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                <title>:D</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Dec 2003 10:11:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Christmas Day...<br />
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Beware of burglars entering via  chimney. <br />
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                <title>whew</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2003 15:04:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Home at long last it  seems....recoop'ing. I could sleep  forever and a day. Well...maybe a nap  will do. <br />
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                <title>BOORAH!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2003 12:01:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ JESS IS DONE WITH FINALS! JESS IS DONE  WITH FINALS!!!!! <br />
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Colt 45 and Dom. Republic stogi that  I've been hording forever HERE I  COME!!!!!! <br />
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Right after I sleep for the next  hundred years... I've probably logged  what... nine hours? In the past three  days- didn't sleep monday  night...didn't sleep last night...will  I sleep tonight?? NO! ITS DRINKIn'  NIGHT BABY!!! YEAAHHHHH!!! ]]></description>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2003 06:04:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Words of wisdom:<br />
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                <title>Snatch</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2003 06:02:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Words of Wisdom:<br />
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Never underestimate the predictability  of stupidity.<br />
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                <title>shaking</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2003 12:55:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ beating my head against a wall of  systematic education, overwhelmed by  expectations and getting stuck to the  mold- I feel as if pieces of myself are  being left behind like chunks of  cookies on an ungreased cookie  pan-where do I start, when will I have  the time, do I really understand it, is  this necissary, and if not- why isn't  the alternative more accepted? I wonder  what I want and why I have to choose;  why I know what would make me happy,  but at the same time am inclined to  take steps towards "success" and status.  I just want to cry, but I don't have  time for that either- there is no room  to focus on myself. but I don't see a  way out- damn the iron cage of reason. ]]></description>
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                <title>Notes from the Underground I</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2003 14:38:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I belive in it, I answer for it, for  the whole work of man really seems to  consist in nothing but proving to  himself every minute that he is a man  and not a piano-key!" <br />
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                <title>Fortune Cookie</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2003 18:44:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The only way to catch tiger cubs is to  go into the tiger's den <br />
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                <title>UPSTATES</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2003 16:43:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ YES. <br />
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WE ARE GOING. (correction, THEY are  going, my gimpy self will stay back and  root for them from here...). <br />
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UPSTATES HERE WE COME (GOOOOOOooooo  UNION RUGGERS!)<br />
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and Cornell, you sorry sack of  scrummies, PREPARE TO BOW DOWN!! <br />
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WE ARE THE SCRUM!<br />
WE ARE THE LINE!<br />
WE'LL DRINK YOUR BEER AND ALL YOUR WINE<br />
ALL OUR FOES HAD BETTER RUN<br />
BECAUSE WE YIELD A SAWED OFF GUN.<br />
WE GO TO BED<br />
WE GIVE GOOD HEAD<br />
UNION RUGGERS EAT THEIR DEAD!<br />
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REUGBY GODS, WE PRAY TO THEE,<br />
HELP US THROUGH MISERY, SO WE CAN  DRINK.<br />
WE'LL SLEEP WITH ALL THE GUYS<br />
FROM EVERY MOUNTAINSIDE<br />
IF WE DON'T GET BLACK EYES<br />
WE PRAY TO THEE!!! <br />
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!GO U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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                <title>crosses to bear</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2003 06:25:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, well... its Friday. <br />
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The sad thing is, I almost have been  dreading the weekends as much as one  could a normal weekday, as they seem to  go by more quickly and fleetingly. I  went out Wednesday night to the guys  rugby drinkup, thinking I would just  have a couple of beers and come back to  the room and call it an early night as  I had classes in the morning and shit  to do. HA. Riiiiight. <br />
Got sick for the first (and last -  knock on wood) time I've been here-  felt okay in the morning, but was damn  tired...spaced out in classes on  Thursday and didn't accomplish a thing  afterwards. Come eight o'clock, I  decide to hold to what I've been  looking forward to for two weeks- a  show at Valentines with my new friend  Leah. So, yet again- in non-Jessica  fashion, I blew off my responsibilities  and went to have fun (on a Weekday!!)  It was a great show, this band from  Bawwwwston called Dogfight came all the  way here to play (poor guys). They  played an awesome set and I sat down  with them to watch the end of the  game...to my glee and their dismay <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />. It  was a great time. <br />
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STILL. <br />
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I don't feel good- there's something  nagging at me, and I can't put my  finger on it. Maybe its lack of sleep,  I don't know :S. I guess I just have to  get with it. <br />
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PS. I got my cast removed Wednesday- it  hurt when they took it off, my arm was  bruised still, scrawny and stiff. I  have a splint on it now (black, just in  case you were wondering <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lick.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />) and can take  it off to shower... ahhhh... this is  supposed to be on for three weeks, and  I can't work out or lift yet he said.  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuggghh h!!!<br />
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                <title>how does your garden grow</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2003 06:36:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ To know someone here or there with whom  you can feel there is understanding in  spite of distances or thoughts  expressed ~ That can make life a  garden. <br />
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                <title>bro be'a comin'</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2003 13:26:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *sigh*<br />
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The weekend is here and GOD DAMN am I  relieved. <br />
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Tonight a rugby dinner and movie with  the girls to chill and take it easy  before their big game tomorrow- then  its off to South for some fun; they  have some big DJ from the city coming  up to play at a party. I might hit the  sack "early". <br />
Tomorrow: DEATH TO CORNELL. Pick up my  bro- haul him off to the rugby drink  up, and then to Jenny's hockeygame-  then maybe dinner (?) or back to the  Holiday Inn, where I'm stayin' over  night with him so we can catch up; then  yeah. Sunday is study day. He goes back  Monday- I hope I'll be able to get  things done so we can hang out- gah. <br />
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                <title>baseball shmaseball</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2003 14:24:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Because I'm so inclined:<br />
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Go Yankees! Go Yankees! Go Yankees,  yeah! <br />
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*laughs at the thought of the Cubs vs.  the Red Sox at the World Series*<br />
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This is why I'm a college football fan.<br />
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2003 10:19:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Brave Maedchen kommen in den Himmel...<br />
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Boese Maedchen kommen ueberall hin!!!<br />
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                <title>Why Rugby is Better than Sex</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2003 17:17:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ WHY RUGBY IS BETTER THAN SEX:<br />
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                <title>death by political science</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2003 16:00:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeee!! !<br />
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My poly sci paper is going to kick my  ass!!! A quarter of my grade based on a  paper that is impossible to prove  because we have been in class for four  weeks and still don't know what the  difference between liberalism and  realism is, let alone the differences  between historical, structural (human  nature AND business structural), and  neo-realism! (Okay, a little bit of an  exageration, but its still confusing). <br />
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In this paper a question about the  future of state sovereignty- (will it  survive globalization?). We are  presented with a Yes, and a No  argument- and then are asked to prove  whether the authors disagree because  they hold different theoretical views,  or whether they disagree because  although they have the same theoretical  perspective, they emphasize different  causal forces. And this in UNDER 1000  words! <br />
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