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[23 Feb 2021|10:59pm] "They may mow down all the flowers, but they can't stop spring." -Neruda 2 comments|post comment

[24 Jun 2005|11:20am] I am going to take a hiatus from livejournal. The pace of my life has slowed down a lot and I want to just revel in the mellow, easygoing solitude of it for awhile. When I use this journal I feel somehow obligated to write soulfully and thoughtfully and attempt to make things sound artistic and poetic and I am kind of tired of that. Dare I say my writing style has changed a lot since the days of my angsty adolescence, when I was heavy on the metaphors and emotion. I recently started a blog on blogger.com but am not writing in my usual style; I just want to keep writing in different forms and in various places. Obviously creativity is very important, and I will definitely be back here in the not-so-distant future. Please don't delete me from your lists; I enjoy the reading material that you provide and still want to keep up with your lives. post comment

[27 May 2005|10:33am] [ mood | excited ] [ music | Mason Jennings ] It is going to be 89 degrees today. When the weather reaches this point, I will be on a Greyhound bus, headed back to Seattle. I absolutely cannot wait. The bus ride itself should be interesting; I will probably find myself wedged between some real characters. What I really need, though, is home. There are big plans: going on the rides downtown so I will be able to scream outloud, dinner at Aladdin's on the couch in the corner, late-night walks under the overpass by the zoo, driving south on I-5, and the other pleasantries like being able to lay in my own big bed with my kittens and my dog. There will be good food, there will be video games at 1 in the morning, there will be trips to the beach, smothered in sunscreen and pretending it is already summer. Just a few more hours to go. 1 comment|post comment

[08 Apr 2005|06:14pm] [ mood | peaceful ] [ music | "Too Busy Thinking About My Baby" by Marvin Gaye ] I am home. My feet are up, I'm wearing my favorite mini-dress under a petal-pink cardigan and spring is outside in the form of cherry blossoms snowing down on the parked cars and sidewalks. The ride home was gorgeous, driving past all of those sun-speckled stretches of forest, stopping at the pass to throw snowballs, squinting our eyes against the bright sheet of white that lay out in front of us. We got back in the car and I dove into a trashy glitzy rock & roll biography (they are my favorite). I had to bite down my smile when I saw the skyline melding with the late-afternoon sun like a glittering medallion. I am back in my city, falling in love all over again. It will be a challenge to compact everything I want to do into 2 days, but I'm feeling ambitious. My family is the best. As soon as I got in the door, my dad presented me with the staples of my diet...turkey jerky, Dr. Pepper, cherry popsicles and bunny-shaped crackers. My bed is dressed in clean sheets and there are lilacs everywhere. I breathe spring. My brother and I shot the shit like we always do & always will, grimacing over the new Weezer single and wondering what happened to that band whose lyrics we used to chant like mantras. I found what I needed; my bleach-splattered black high-tops that I wore to high school graduation and have missed terribly while at college, my kitties, my dog, my records, and the adoration I will always harbor for this city no matter how much shit I talk about it. post comment

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