Friday, February 28, 2003

my roomate looks like a girly-girl. the kind that gets her nails done every week. the kind that hangs out at the malls 24/7 and gets her news from magazines with waifs on the cover. it is making me nervous.
look! i'm on time for the friday five:

1. What is your favorite type of literature to read (magazine, newspaper, novels, nonfiction, poetry, etc.)? i don't have a favorite type of literature...different styles have different purposes and i read them for what they should be taken for.
2. What is your favorite novel? oooh, tough question. for convenience, however, i am going to say as i lay dying, by William Faulkner. i've made many refrences to this book during interesting conversations based on the relationship/tension(s) between words and thoughts. oh, and your mother is a fish.
3. Do you have a favorite poem? (Share it!) i don't have a fave poem, but i've recently (thanks to K.Murray) have been introduced to the work of Nikki Giovanni -and i really enjoy her writing...

Being and Nothingness (to quote a philosopher)
i haven't done anything
meaningful in so long
it's almost meaningful
to do nothing

i suppose i could fall in love
or at least in line
since i'm so discontented
but that takes effort
and i don't want to exert anything
neither my energy nor my emotions

i've always prided myself
on being a child of the sixties
and we are all finished
so that makes being

4. What is one thing you've always wanted to read, or wish you had more time to read? i wish i had more time to read, in general. to read because i want to, and not for purely academic reasons. to read without having to worry about whether i'm "getting it" -and if i didn't "get it", knowing that i could take my time to re-read it at a later date.
5. What are you currently reading? i am currently flipping through several books. the majority of them are for classes. looking for the other: feminism, film, and the imperial gaze, E.Ann Kaplan; restructring world politics, Khagram, Riker, & Sikkink; no constitutional right to be ladies, Linda K. Kerber; several sex discrimination cases, brave new world, Aldous Huxley; like water for chocolate, Laura Esqirel.
here is our pre-emptive strike, Bush.

Thursday, February 27, 2003

you will be missed
mr rogers, your show raised me, taught me, and helped me become the person i am today. without you, i feel as though my childhood, imagination, and spirit would not be the same. many children will miss you.

Wednesday, February 26, 2003

not all frat boys are created equal.

some are hotter than others. jk. in all seriousness, i need to stop putting people in boxes. for some reason, i thought matt would completely walk by and ignore me since he was out drinking with his friends. but he didn't. he stopped to say hello, give me a hug, and chat a bit -with sincerity and no akwardness.

it made me smile and feel bad that i made an assumption. i'm an ass.
i am someone's friend. and it makes me smile.
i hurt mo.

then she kicked my ass later in our throw-down in the snow.

i wish i were tall.

Tuesday, February 25, 2003

S.Rosso, N.Riccobono, and i went to take a look at a house this afternoon.

it has three floors, 6 (huge) bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, basement, backyard, is partly furnished, and only a few blocks away from campus.

however, the bathrroms and kitchen need to be fixed up a bit. it is also $2400/month plus utilities. i must also find a way to tell my parents that there is no way that i'm going to stay at home all summer.

i love my family and friends and WA state, but i can barely stand being home for 3 there is no way in hell that i could survive 3 months.

Monday, February 24, 2003

.word. language. movement.

the ability to communicate is increidbly amazing to me; to relate ideas/opinions/feelings by makig a few vibrations of the vocal chords. however, sometimes there just aren't words for things, but a silence or a look or something of an exchange in chemisty that explains the situation or mood far better than any thoughtfully written manuscript.
sweet deal! i just scored some incredibly long, sweet socks. thanks matt!
february 22, 2003 passed with a successful evening of dinner and conversation.

~making K.Murray blush
~being told i was incredibly attractive
~having the guitar played for me
~buttflies in tummy and feeling as though i were in middle school
~comfortable silence
~two simple, yet incredibly sweet kisses