To: Anyone who can read this who lives in my area who isn't a stalker
Why?: Potluck. Delicious. Bring a dish to share and eat foods. I'll provide plates, silverware, napkins, and what food I can afford
When: Wednesday, July 5th, 6:30pm-Whenever
Where: My house. Call or write for directions.

I expect all who can to be in attendance. Hoorah!

For those who would like to be in the know, my family has extended their vacation another week, leaving me alone-ly for another week or so. Thus, I have decided that a potluck barbecue, date contingent upon finding out my work schedule this afternoon, will take place in my massive backyard. I will let details be known soonish ( Read more... )

Here are some pictures of the excitement that is to come for me:


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Lots has been going on lately, but I don't know how far my memory will go back. I'm kind of like an old woman. I find myself complaining about how teenagers just don't understand the struggles of adult life and getting disgruntled in situations where I have to sit for prolonged periods of time. I have been considering aqua aerobics ( Read more... )

I thought of this poem tonight like one big gulp of air. It's one of my favorites. I thought I'd post it.

Fons
by Pura López-Colomé
Translated by Forrest GanderReanimated, spirit restored ( Read more... )

Operation find a second job is so far failing miserably, as I have yet to hear back from any of the places I've applied. I should go into full force at more places soon, or face the inevitable begging to sub at Showtime situation. If anyone knows somewhere, especially within walking distance, that I could get a part time job, please let me know. I' ( Read more... )

So I'd like to get some people together for my birthday. Any and all are welcome if you live in the area, unless I don't like you, in which case you probably know that I don't like you and shouldn't bother to come anyway. But I don't think there is anybody I don't like on my friends list, thus the term "friends list" and so I'm not too worried ( Read more... )

I turn 20 on Monday and I'm trying not to freak out because, while I realize that 20 is practically a child in the grand scheme of things, I realize that I'm 1/5 of a century, a little more than a 1/4 of my life is lived based on US women's life expectancy, and songs I like will soon be played on oldies stations ( Read more... )

Things are moving slowly and lazy-like. I feel all summery and feathery and floaty and utterly relaxed, even if it becomes increasingly obvious with each return home that my growing independence makes it almost impossible to live with my mother and family ( Read more... )

So Operation: DaveCat was a huge success. Putlack and I went down to Denver yesterday morning and after making an emergency Big City Burrito run for a friend of Putlack's, we met up with Dave where we promptly decided the best plan of action for an out of state visitor was most definitely lunch at Casa Bonita ( Read more... )