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[19 Apr 2008|12:09pm] |
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so i am at evergreen and it is great fun. i dont think ive had so many people be nice to me at once since i was like 7. its really quite strange and extremely enjoyable. my computer is not letting me type apostrophes. i am taking a cool program about war and training for a triathlon because i am full of crazy. running is more fun than i had expected, swimming is exceptionally fun, cycling is less fun than usual since i got a new old fancy bike and it doesnt fit me as well as my crappy old road bike did and hurts my arms.
last night i saw wingnut dishwashers union (best evar) and waltzed to a bluegrass band and then bought a bunch of underage kids a ridiculous amount of alcohol and went to a huge bonfire. i am so weirdly happy here. missing viking boy a thoroughly incredible amount but i will be back in mein lieblings portland this summer to work at the yarn shop and live in his crook and ride my bicicleta and eat chimichangas. i have also learned how to scam amtrak so i can go back and forth fairly cheap. maybe he is coming to visit and we are going camping?!??!
life is exceptional.
also, i really need a smoking pipe, and maybe one of those nice hats that that cute south american man sells outside the cab.
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[24 Feb 2008|01:52am] |
i was in olympia yesterday. they still play riot grrl in the cafes. i thought that was interesting.
today i slept until seven in the evening because i could just not bring myself to get out of bed.
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[04 Feb 2008|07:45am] |
what's new in life? i'm glad you asked. just today i realized that it is still possible to wear my cut off shorts in winter if i wear the proper layers under and around them. i am also awake at 7:45 in the morning, and have been up for an hour, because i was supposed to catch the train to olympia this morning but it didn't work out. i got into evergreen. i may or may not live in this tree house. the idea of college again is scary and saints preserve us i am going to miss dear sweet lovely portland and my dear sweet lovely viking boy. i have developed a healthy obsession with malabrigo, learned how to play several dice games and immediately gambled away my kinko's card, and recently purchased not one nor two but three tubes of crescent rolls. life is, as always, extremely exciting here at chez fay (oh look funny funny jokes).
i also recently visited my charming and extremely small mother in frigid and god forsaken anchorage, alaska.
here is us:
here is a baby musk ox:
who is cuter? i believe the answer is clear.
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[30 Nov 2007|05:41pm] |
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bwahahahahaha i got a job at the mofuckin yarn garden and i am therefore zee vinner
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[15 Oct 2007|06:46pm] |
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i was going to say that fall is for knitting sweaters but on second thought, fall is for unrestrained frustration at the human race. fuckin' eh?
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[08 Oct 2007|07:15pm] |
i guarantee the songs i've had stuck in my head lately suck more than yours have ever sucked
welcome to miami by will smith
lucky by britney spears
the racist song sung in american history x to the tune of "the ants go marching in".."we're taking down the wog machine, jew by jew by jew..the white man marches on"
seriously.
too many socks, not enough needles
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[04 Oct 2007|09:06pm] |
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i am so sick and drunk
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[31 Aug 2007|11:53pm] |
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gee i am not going off to college i am rolling fucking BURRITOS and i don't see myself going to college any time soon because i can't handle school but sweet jesus on a pogo stick this could be the rest of my life, not burritos particularly, but this could be the rest of my life and that makes me consider going back to college just so i can have some hope for the futchah
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[28 Aug 2007|03:36pm] |
today i ran over my foot with my 800 pound burrito cart so i am missing work today and tomorrow and the day after, and my toes are not broken, but i ripped my shoe, let's decide if it was worth it ja?
i am going to start a knitting blog because i am cool beyond words.
i need to get rid of the problem with my head that involves convincing myself that no one actually likes me, which means that i treat them like they are lying, using assholes who don't really like me, which means they end up actually not liking me. vicious vicious circle, i can't believe anyone still likes me at all. ah, there i go again..
i still don't have a bedroom but it doesn't really bother me
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[23 Jul 2007|07:00pm] |
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harry potter 7 smote my brain, it was everything and more, sweet jesus.
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[08 Jul 2007|08:01pm] |
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there are like 235325 stitch n' bitches in portland - like, i'm going to have to choose because there are three going on per night. i'm stoked. last night i smoked a blunt bigger than my middle finger and fell asleep watching the strangers with candy movie with a cute boy in my lap. all in all i'm pretty pleased, about as happy as i ever am.
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[29 Jun 2007|11:06am] |
success!
living in portland
in the sweetest house ever
dating the cutest viking boy
figuring out the bus system
i even have chocolate soy milk
oh, and the yarn harlot posted me in her blog
i win
take chances
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[30 May 2007|11:10am] |
hi guys, i'm in portland, i love it here and may or may not move here, though i'm not sure how long. i was always like, "psh, why does everyone move to friggin' portland?" and the answer is BECAUSE IT RULES. it's like missoula, but bigger, with more things to do. but no taco del sol. seriously. i don't think i'll be able to handle eating burritos here; nothing compares.
YARN HARLOT ON THE 8TH, HOLY CRAP!
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[20 May 2007|11:22pm] |
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i'm sick of just about everything so i'm leaving. nathan and knitting are the only things keeping me sane; good thing i'm taking both with me. i will miss shows at the lab, taco del sol's 14" burritos and my dog, the rest of missoula can suck it. now the only real question is whether a "ted kaczynski: an american hero" or "peace through heroin" patch is going to get us stabbed first.
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[19 Apr 2007|09:11pm] |
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oh man i need to pre-order harry potter, but i don't know where the hell i'll be july 21st so what do i do what do i do?!? i will wait outside a bookstore for three days with my sleeping bag, sock yarn and honey roasted peanuts and THEY WILL GIVE IT TO ME BECAUSE I WILL DEMAND IT. then i will ride my bike away from civilization BEFORE ANYONE CAN SPOIL THE ENDING and put on earplugs and read it front to back and then either cry with joy or horror at how it ends. this is like the pinnacle of my life so far and i don't know if i'll be able to handle it when it comes.
BUT AT LEAST I HAVE A FANNY PACK THAT SAYS "CRAZY BANANA GLOBAL DOMINATION"
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[11 Apr 2007|09:49am] |
back from morocco but no pictures yet because my brother's in scotland and he has my camera. it slayed, paris rules, i am going to move there and marry a beautiful french woman and get eu citizenship and be a librarian and live in a wee aparment and eat brie and walk my dog every day.
arnold's gone :( free smoothie madness bike ride bike ride spring!
p.s. rant. LOOK, SOCK KNITTERS. i know you have your fancy techniques. i know they are better than mine, and i should be using yours, because what kind of a fucking square STILL uses (gasp) dpns and a cable needle? i know you're just saving me from myself by writing your patterns so that i HAVE to use 2 circulars and do cables without a cable needle, because it's faster, and so much easier, and "i know you'll like it if you try it, i promise!". i say you're all jerks.
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[20 Mar 2007|01:39pm] |
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in the interest of people who don't care
1. have dropped out of school, or rather, just stopped going, as per usual. only this time it's costing me a grand. fuck, oh well. i still get to use the student health center and if i don't pay my bills they'll just fail me, but since i've failed all my classes anyway i'm just going to get all of my medical problems checked out before the semester ends.
2. speaking of medical problems, i have the influenza. not the puking sick kind, the respiratory illness kind. the other night i coughed so hard i puked but i am feeling much better now for no real reason, so that's cool.
3. it's good because i leave for morocco on thursday. i'll be there for a week and then in paris for another, so it should either be amazing and life changing or the worst two weeks of my life, seeing as i will be in constant close confinement with my mother who has officially given up on motherly love and now just hates me. but holy crap, paris. i've never been to europe, i am going to shit my pants.
4. may move to olympia but it is a tough decision because god dammit i love this shitty little town. my brother's moving back to thailand, though, so i will probably move there and live with him this fall/winter/something. my life is one big "we'll see."
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[08 Mar 2007|08:25pm] |
HOLY FUCK
burning portland fest the 16th, morocco the 22nd. escape from my head. new backpack.
"their souls explode; i want you to be my friend forever"
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[21 Feb 2007|01:17pm] |
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my life is fucking amazing and ridiculous. i love how i never see this shit coming, la dee da, i love knitting, doop dee doo, and then all of the sudden it's like, hm, its 6 a.m., i'm stuffing newspapers in the backseat of a stranger's car and i haven't slept for two days and i have drank and eaten and smoked so many frightening substances i can literally feel my brain moving more slowly and there may or may not be homeless people sleeping on my couch and dear god i'm going to get kicked out of this house if i keep disappearing for days at a time and being crazy and oh fuck what did i do with my rent money, who the fuck carries around a fucking hundred dollar bill in their pocket, what the fuck was i thinking. i have the greatest life on earth, i will arm wrestle anyone for that title, i would not trade this for anything. except being exceptionally rich, so i can start my "sponsor a jobstopper" program where i will pay for people to get face tattoos and then give them a monthly stipend for having said face tattoo. seriously. i love zines. i love my friends and it must be spring or something because i feel my little shriveled heart thawing. fuck. yes.
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