god damn today is a good day. I think once a semester I get blessed with one of those oh-holy-shit-this-is-exactly-why-I'm-here days, full of good feedback and activism and new ideas and spreading the good word. Uh! Do you ever feel hyper-productive in a few hours and feel like you could stomp any task? Plus, tomorrow it's december and it's ( Read more... )

after 2.5 Thanksgivings, I don't think I'll eat for a week ( Read more... )

I think the celebrating has come to a full close ( Read more... )

officially accomplished two decades worth of living.

so my Mamma flew in for a pre-birthday road trip to Providence to see what it had to offer

oh, she's excited!

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Just came back from the Queer Gayla Art Show where some of my drawings and a painting were shown. I am dressed fancy and feeling good. It's so nice to do art. Thank god for my upbringing at VSAA. I need to write letters to big heads in the Vancouver school district and articulate how vital my education at the arts school is to my over all sense ( Read more... )

strange evening of random run-ins and flittering conversations touching on all that's been on my mind lately. well, good meaty chunks of my mind lately, anyway. a fate night! delightful that the rain paused enough to make me want to stay out late and deepen connections with people that fascinate me. I find that the more freedom I have, the more ( Read more... )

a return from my somewhat unintentional livejournal hiatus ( Read more... )

too many things have gone on lately, I won't bother making long winded lists. however! important news!

I'm here to report, announce, beg you all to come out to Ridgefield tomorrow and take the remnants of moving sale items for FREE. besides, it's probably the last chance you'll have to see me for another six months or so AND it's a little ( Read more... )

my god it's difficult to hold onto friendships after the security of the day to day contact. summer is half over. I miss mind fuck of good classes. Unfortunate the way that brain functions! missing things as soon as we are away from them. loving them briefly, and then again missing the things we are away from ( Read more... )