Well, guys, I've finished my first week at camp. It was all training; some was fun, some was boring. I'm CPR certified now. My cabin is Barnwell. I'm next door to Lindsey, who is in Carol Smith. I'm home for the moment. Things are muddled. There's so much going on right now. My friends at BSC graduate tonight. It's bittersweet. I'm so so proud of them for all they've done. I really stumbled upon a great group of folks up there. Lance, Britni, Mark, Jennifer, David, Joe... not to mention Melissa, who graduated a semester ago. There are others who I don't even know well that I'm thinking about... Mattie and Marcus and their crew. We're not great friends, but it was comforting to know that group was around and about on the Birmingham-Southern campus. Anyway, I just wish I was there. I love you guys.
Meagan graduated from Deshler High School last night. The ceremony was long and the speaker talked about American Idol a lot, which was pretty blah for those of us who don't watch it. I tuned out a bunch. Meagan looked beautiful. I'm really proud of my family, too. Mom had a lovely get together afterward. The food and the company were both pleasant.
The stars at Camp McDowell are brilliant. Brilliant. We went on a nature hike last week with Big Dave, and he was super interesting; I really wish I could have retained all the amazing things he talked about. He made fire. It was amazing. Also, I saw a scarlet tanager last week. Yay! We did some incredible team building exercises. We had a pasture party, and I played frisbee. I love conquering insecurities, and playing frisbee was one of them. Silly, perhaps, but a private battle nonetheless. We did the climbing wall. It was intense. I'm gonna have to top that thing by the end of the summer.
Jeff is in Pensecola with Chris and Ricky and Josh and various other sundry characters. I hope they're having a blast. Britni's coming to Special Session this summer, and I'm more excited about that than anything else this summer, which is saying a lot.
The staff partied in Tuscaloosa last week. It was fun. I really love Wil Heflin. A lot. I'm terrifyingly happy to be working with him and my sister and brother all summer. I'm scattered right now. Perhaps on the edge of a spaz attack. I miss you guys. Love!
Please, remember me, happily, by the rosebush laughing.
- Grace
- Florence, Alabama, United States
- Dancing in both directions at once so everyone won't notice that she's never heard this song before.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
How to Love an ENFP
- Appreciate my creativity, curiosity, and uniqueness.
- Tell me how much I mean to you and be patient with my need to process how I feel privately before sharing it with you.
- Re-establish harmony quickly.
- Support my need to try new experiences and maintain my many friendships.
- Try not force decisions too quickly, or bug me about being messy.
- Above all - encourage me to keep growing, changing, and experimenting with life.
So... I thought that was rather interesting. I have talked about most of these with some of you at some point or another. I might post some other things I find later... I also have much to tell you. I'm in such an odd odd mood right now. I'm at the Tomlinsons. The boys are watching Toy Story. I need to clean the kitchen, and they're about to go to bed.
Friday, May 11, 2007
The parking lot had an element of danger.
Well well well, what an exciting week it has been! That is to say, a few very exciting things have happened, surrounded by a calm normality that seems almost out of place. First, some exciting news:
I did really well this semester! Okay, not really well compared to, say, all of you, but really well considering how much effort I usually put into college courses... or any study, for that matter. Anyway, I found out today I got a C in Literary Composition, which was, in fact, a difficult class, as well as the only class I've been worried about. I have an A in Freshman Composition (as well I should, even considering the five total minutes of work I put into that class), and a B in Nature Writing. I'm pretty sure I'll have an A or B in Images of Women in Literature; I don't see how I'd get a C in there, but even if I did, I don't much care, because it's not a D or F.
I can't register for classes next semester because there's a financial hold, and advisor hold, and a transcript hold.
Meagan signs with BSC tomorrow... I really hope things work out for her. I'm nervous and excited. It'd be a great kinduv full circle thing if she got to finish school there, but I would hate for her to have to pull out after a few semesters, or to not enjoy herself once she got there. It is a very very white school.
OOOhhh, and here's the most exciting thing this week: BNL!!! I got to spend the concert with Lance, Britni, and Mark, and it was AMAZING! They were so gooood! My third semester of college is defined by them and their music, and it was great to see them and share it with there of my best friends. Man, you guys, I love you so much.
As to the actual concert... there was much crowd surfing, which was VERY annoying... as you may or may not know, crowd surfing should be restricted to indoor venues where audience members are packed like sardines. Not only were we outside, but our particular area wasn't horribly cramped, so said surfers inevitably found themselves falling about our heads. Irritating the first time, frustrating the fourth or fifth, fucking ridiculous the 15th. Of course, it makes a good story, and I'm sure we'll have fun being happily bitter together about it in the future. I did my best to make as many people fall near me as possible; Mark tried to take the shoes of the surfers, and succeeded once, although th guy took his shoe back before collapsing on Lance's head; Lance lost his sunglasses but retrievedthem almost unscathed thanks to the group efforts of those in our immediate area and many cell phone lights; Britni and I both suffered elbows to the head.
In other news... Jeff and I have watched the first three episodes of the Hellsing series this week. I've really enjoyed it, although I think it's good that they release them every few months, because I like it better when all the effects and gory stuff are still exciting and I'm not used to them. The second episode was my favorite; I think I was a little out of it when we watched the third, though. We also watched Batman Begins last night, and I made a broccoli and onion quiche, which was very delicious.
Monday night I went to Margarita Mondays with Jeff and O'Brian and Amandine and Louise and J.J. ... and oh goodness, let's see if I can remember the rest of the people (most of which I'd met once before at the beach or never at all)... umm... there was Hannu, Uche, Jennifer (who I never actually met), Leoni (who I also didn't talk to, but who seemed very fun and exciting, and also the boy beside her, who I don't remember), and Ali. I think (and I may be very wrong) that is everyone I met. Anyway, it was very exciting, and I wish I'd met some of these students sooner. The night, overall, was very fun, and I have some pictures I must put up soon.
School is done, but I still have a great many things to get done. I need to become CPR certified. I need to rent a storage unit. I need to move out of my apartment. I need to mail off my camp stuff. I need to email Britni a Special Session form. I need to not go crazy.
I'm gonna miss all of my friends so much this summer. Funny thing, that- most of the people here I've known less than a year. How about that. O'Brian and T.J. I've know for years, of course, and there's Jonathan, and Lacey, and Terri, but the rest of my good friends have moved away or I met in Birmingham. There's a lot of new people I'll miss, though (and I was going to name them, but I'm afraid I'll leave someone out). I have amazing friends everywhere, and I'm so excited to about the ones I'm going to make this summer. Still, I'm gonna miss you guys...
In closing, my horoscope: The counsel I'm about to offer is not given lightly. If you choose to heed it, it could wreak discomfort and disorder, at least initially. And you'll have to pump yourself up with more courage than you're used to feeling. Still, I'm convinced it's the right thing for you to hear; I believe that any breakdown it might engender will ultimately lead to a breakthrough. So here's the advice, courtesy of Franz Kafka: "Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly."
I did really well this semester! Okay, not really well compared to, say, all of you, but really well considering how much effort I usually put into college courses... or any study, for that matter. Anyway, I found out today I got a C in Literary Composition, which was, in fact, a difficult class, as well as the only class I've been worried about. I have an A in Freshman Composition (as well I should, even considering the five total minutes of work I put into that class), and a B in Nature Writing. I'm pretty sure I'll have an A or B in Images of Women in Literature; I don't see how I'd get a C in there, but even if I did, I don't much care, because it's not a D or F.
I can't register for classes next semester because there's a financial hold, and advisor hold, and a transcript hold.
Meagan signs with BSC tomorrow... I really hope things work out for her. I'm nervous and excited. It'd be a great kinduv full circle thing if she got to finish school there, but I would hate for her to have to pull out after a few semesters, or to not enjoy herself once she got there. It is a very very white school.
OOOhhh, and here's the most exciting thing this week: BNL!!! I got to spend the concert with Lance, Britni, and Mark, and it was AMAZING! They were so gooood! My third semester of college is defined by them and their music, and it was great to see them and share it with there of my best friends. Man, you guys, I love you so much.
As to the actual concert... there was much crowd surfing, which was VERY annoying... as you may or may not know, crowd surfing should be restricted to indoor venues where audience members are packed like sardines. Not only were we outside, but our particular area wasn't horribly cramped, so said surfers inevitably found themselves falling about our heads. Irritating the first time, frustrating the fourth or fifth, fucking ridiculous the 15th. Of course, it makes a good story, and I'm sure we'll have fun being happily bitter together about it in the future. I did my best to make as many people fall near me as possible; Mark tried to take the shoes of the surfers, and succeeded once, although th guy took his shoe back before collapsing on Lance's head; Lance lost his sunglasses but retrievedthem almost unscathed thanks to the group efforts of those in our immediate area and many cell phone lights; Britni and I both suffered elbows to the head.
In other news... Jeff and I have watched the first three episodes of the Hellsing series this week. I've really enjoyed it, although I think it's good that they release them every few months, because I like it better when all the effects and gory stuff are still exciting and I'm not used to them. The second episode was my favorite; I think I was a little out of it when we watched the third, though. We also watched Batman Begins last night, and I made a broccoli and onion quiche, which was very delicious.
Monday night I went to Margarita Mondays with Jeff and O'Brian and Amandine and Louise and J.J. ... and oh goodness, let's see if I can remember the rest of the people (most of which I'd met once before at the beach or never at all)... umm... there was Hannu, Uche, Jennifer (who I never actually met), Leoni (who I also didn't talk to, but who seemed very fun and exciting, and also the boy beside her, who I don't remember), and Ali. I think (and I may be very wrong) that is everyone I met. Anyway, it was very exciting, and I wish I'd met some of these students sooner. The night, overall, was very fun, and I have some pictures I must put up soon.
School is done, but I still have a great many things to get done. I need to become CPR certified. I need to rent a storage unit. I need to move out of my apartment. I need to mail off my camp stuff. I need to email Britni a Special Session form. I need to not go crazy.
I'm gonna miss all of my friends so much this summer. Funny thing, that- most of the people here I've known less than a year. How about that. O'Brian and T.J. I've know for years, of course, and there's Jonathan, and Lacey, and Terri, but the rest of my good friends have moved away or I met in Birmingham. There's a lot of new people I'll miss, though (and I was going to name them, but I'm afraid I'll leave someone out). I have amazing friends everywhere, and I'm so excited to about the ones I'm going to make this summer. Still, I'm gonna miss you guys...
In closing, my horoscope: The counsel I'm about to offer is not given lightly. If you choose to heed it, it could wreak discomfort and disorder, at least initially. And you'll have to pump yourself up with more courage than you're used to feeling. Still, I'm convinced it's the right thing for you to hear; I believe that any breakdown it might engender will ultimately lead to a breakthrough. So here's the advice, courtesy of Franz Kafka: "Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly."
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Oh, little journal, how often I neglect thee...
I keep putting off the day to day accounts of my being because I want to take the time to blow you away, Reader. I want to do a post that's inprirational and empowering and flooded with all the things boiling inside me right about this past weekend. I don't have time for that, though, not now, and so I put off writing down the facts, so one day when I do have the time to churn out a tear-worthy essay, I won't remember the things I want to remember.
Anyway, here they are- some facts, that is...
I worked until 10ish Friday night and then went to Jeff's to sleep for a bit. I woke at 4:30ish and went to the parents' house to get Graham's car, which I then drove to Tuscaloosa. I got to watch the sunrise on the road (it seems I've done that a lot over the past year), and I listened to NPR the whole way. I got to Lindsey's dorm room at 7:30, where I changed and then headed (with her and Genivieve) to meet the rest of the group and load the van and cars with cardboard and crackers and water. We left at 8:30, maybe, and drove to the Civil Rights Park in Birmingham.
Even in broad day light, that place is sketchy as hell. I wonder what the people honored in this place would think of their legacy now? That's a topic for another day...
We found a Nathan, which was VERY exciting, as well as Terri, who is doing a piece on rural poverty and suburban poverty (if I remember correctly), but being a journalist, she came to talk to our group! It was a pleasant surprise. We stopped there to decorate the vehicles; we were quite hippied up by the time we left for Atlanta.
Actually, we went to Woodstock, where we drove to an empty field and unloaded everything, registered, and began to build our cardboard villiage. It was really incredible,,, when we got there things were all painted with Invisible Children logos and whatnot, and everyone was so very excited to be together and representing a fantastic organization. I got to talk to some of Lindsey's friends more than I have before, which was great, because they're pretty wonderful people. I spent the majority of my time with Ryan and Stephanie, though I also talked a lot to Genivieve and Kristen (and Lindsey, of course!). Ryan and I constructed a lovely little cardboard home and pretended to play house; I must say, I was sad to leave our humble abode.
Not too terribly sad, mind you- it was rather full of spiders and the heat didn't work.
We spent a fair amount of time being recorded for the video they plan to show before the senate, and then had a short break before returning to see our speaker, a Ugandan minister who has been displaced for the entirity of the war. We also watched videos, had our crackers and water, and held 21 minutes of silence (for the 21 years of civil war). Overall, it was amazing.
The next morning we packed up and headed home. In Tuscaloosa I took a nap and ate lunch with Lindsey and Alex. After that, I went home. The drive was fantastic, as I played Jimmy Buffet the whole time and sang loudly and often off-key. The weather was beautiful. Once at Jeff's, we goofed off for a bit (Jeff had spent way to much time being mature and serious all weekend- the need to be childish was oozing by the time I arrived, and I must say, I was aching for a bit of silliness myself), then we did a foolish tag team as we worked on projects that should have been done long ago.
I got several huge things dealt with Monday (schoolwise), and I have been much more at ease this week.
Now I'm off to my last class of the semester, excluding two finals next week. Happy Wednesday!
Anyway, here they are- some facts, that is...
I worked until 10ish Friday night and then went to Jeff's to sleep for a bit. I woke at 4:30ish and went to the parents' house to get Graham's car, which I then drove to Tuscaloosa. I got to watch the sunrise on the road (it seems I've done that a lot over the past year), and I listened to NPR the whole way. I got to Lindsey's dorm room at 7:30, where I changed and then headed (with her and Genivieve) to meet the rest of the group and load the van and cars with cardboard and crackers and water. We left at 8:30, maybe, and drove to the Civil Rights Park in Birmingham.
Even in broad day light, that place is sketchy as hell. I wonder what the people honored in this place would think of their legacy now? That's a topic for another day...
We found a Nathan, which was VERY exciting, as well as Terri, who is doing a piece on rural poverty and suburban poverty (if I remember correctly), but being a journalist, she came to talk to our group! It was a pleasant surprise. We stopped there to decorate the vehicles; we were quite hippied up by the time we left for Atlanta.
Actually, we went to Woodstock, where we drove to an empty field and unloaded everything, registered, and began to build our cardboard villiage. It was really incredible,,, when we got there things were all painted with Invisible Children logos and whatnot, and everyone was so very excited to be together and representing a fantastic organization. I got to talk to some of Lindsey's friends more than I have before, which was great, because they're pretty wonderful people. I spent the majority of my time with Ryan and Stephanie, though I also talked a lot to Genivieve and Kristen (and Lindsey, of course!). Ryan and I constructed a lovely little cardboard home and pretended to play house; I must say, I was sad to leave our humble abode.
Not too terribly sad, mind you- it was rather full of spiders and the heat didn't work.
We spent a fair amount of time being recorded for the video they plan to show before the senate, and then had a short break before returning to see our speaker, a Ugandan minister who has been displaced for the entirity of the war. We also watched videos, had our crackers and water, and held 21 minutes of silence (for the 21 years of civil war). Overall, it was amazing.
The next morning we packed up and headed home. In Tuscaloosa I took a nap and ate lunch with Lindsey and Alex. After that, I went home. The drive was fantastic, as I played Jimmy Buffet the whole time and sang loudly and often off-key. The weather was beautiful. Once at Jeff's, we goofed off for a bit (Jeff had spent way to much time being mature and serious all weekend- the need to be childish was oozing by the time I arrived, and I must say, I was aching for a bit of silliness myself), then we did a foolish tag team as we worked on projects that should have been done long ago.
I got several huge things dealt with Monday (schoolwise), and I have been much more at ease this week.
Now I'm off to my last class of the semester, excluding two finals next week. Happy Wednesday!
Friday, April 27, 2007
I'm perfectly wrought. Given the circumstances, I'm even a little underwrought!
Well, well, the semester is almost over, and I think I might have done okay this semester. I think.
I hate big projects, and I despise deadlines.
I love my friends, and my family, and Harris and William.
Sunday night Chris hosted a mini Will and Grace marathon, and we had fondu again, and it was pretty great; better than last time, I think. Yay for having experience! Jessica was in town, and other guests included Jonathan, Catlin, Luke, and Adam, not to mention Chris and Jeff. All in all, it was a fun night.
I've been meeting lots of lovely people recently; today I met Cody, a friend of Jonathan's (and Justin's, I was told) and West (who I actually saw yesterday at Brewsters, and I met him there today). Speaking of... I went to Brewsters today and yesterday! Today with the boys mentioned above, and yesterday with my little sister Jessica. Jessica and I also went to Diebert to walk for a bit, and we saw about 10 turtles. All in all, pretty great.
Tonight I'm headed to Tuscaloosa, and I will leave from there with the UA caravan (and my beloved Lindsey!) to Atlanta for the Invisible Children event Displace Me. I'm very very excited to be a part of something so fantastic! Speaking of fantastic, and randomly jumping backwards, Saturday found me in the presence of Lauren, Chris, and Kelly as they made a spontaneous trip to Florence! Sadly, I got off work much later than anticipated, so they were forced to wander the streets of downtown without a guide for a bit, but from what I understand they had a good time, and they made me flower jewelry in the process, so everybody wins! The next day we went to Diebert to picnic and flight some exciting kites (GI Joe and Madam Butterfly); we were joined by O'Brian and Jeff. It was beautiful.
I'm still stressed about school, but things are finally winding down. I don't know when I'll find time to do all the things I must do, but I will find the time, because that's what you do, isn't it? You make things work.
I hate big projects, and I despise deadlines.
I love my friends, and my family, and Harris and William.
Sunday night Chris hosted a mini Will and Grace marathon, and we had fondu again, and it was pretty great; better than last time, I think. Yay for having experience! Jessica was in town, and other guests included Jonathan, Catlin, Luke, and Adam, not to mention Chris and Jeff. All in all, it was a fun night.
I've been meeting lots of lovely people recently; today I met Cody, a friend of Jonathan's (and Justin's, I was told) and West (who I actually saw yesterday at Brewsters, and I met him there today). Speaking of... I went to Brewsters today and yesterday! Today with the boys mentioned above, and yesterday with my little sister Jessica. Jessica and I also went to Diebert to walk for a bit, and we saw about 10 turtles. All in all, pretty great.
Tonight I'm headed to Tuscaloosa, and I will leave from there with the UA caravan (and my beloved Lindsey!) to Atlanta for the Invisible Children event Displace Me. I'm very very excited to be a part of something so fantastic! Speaking of fantastic, and randomly jumping backwards, Saturday found me in the presence of Lauren, Chris, and Kelly as they made a spontaneous trip to Florence! Sadly, I got off work much later than anticipated, so they were forced to wander the streets of downtown without a guide for a bit, but from what I understand they had a good time, and they made me flower jewelry in the process, so everybody wins! The next day we went to Diebert to picnic and flight some exciting kites (GI Joe and Madam Butterfly); we were joined by O'Brian and Jeff. It was beautiful.
I'm still stressed about school, but things are finally winding down. I don't know when I'll find time to do all the things I must do, but I will find the time, because that's what you do, isn't it? You make things work.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Saturday, April 21, 2007
This is the kind of comedy where no one's laughing, 'cause it's hard to.
Did I ever tell you about the time Shareese, O'Brian, and I explored a terribly old graveyard in Birmingham? If I forgot to mention it before, let me say this: it was beautiful and spontaneous and novel-worthy.
And have I mentioned, lately, that I have the loveliest friends? I'm sure I've said so before, but I wanted to remind you.
Last night Graham, Jonathan, Jeff, and I (and Chris joined us later) ate at Legends, over on Seminary Street), and I must say, it was quite nice. I really enjoyed it. Walking out the door we saw Catlin and Chase and their cohorts, and later we ran into Grace Alverson and I met several new people (Adam (who works at Subway and is just about the prettiest thing I ever did see), Breeanna (who didn't talk much), and Aaron (who I would love to put in a snow globe and carry around to show off to my friends- he's just that cute)). We walked to the corner, and I felt like a pimp (and why shouldn't I, with such pretty young men around me?). It was crowded and exciting and I love Florence. I really do.
Later Jeff and I watched Cursed, which we both thought was a new one for us, but it turned out that the movie was familiar to both of us. Anyway, it was pretty good for a cheesy horrorish flick. The other not we watched Hellbent, by the by, and it was surprisingly good. This morning we made steak and eggs with sauteed green peppers and onions, and I must say, it was fantastic. Then we watched Underworld, then Jeff went to work and I went to have my car washed by Chris and his Old Navy Crew, who were raising money for muscular dystrophy, then I grabbed some Subway and went to eat with Jeff, then I visited with my momma for a bit, then I picked up the boys, then we went to Spring Park, where Jetson met us for a bit, then we came here, then then became now, and now the boys are asleep and I'm updating you, dear Journal!
Anyone wanna play tonight? [Hint: The Answer is Me]
Really, I'm tired tired, but I just feel so embraced right now. I mean, things are really stressful, what with school and whatnot, and leaving and all the stuff going on, but then I look at how many good good people are all around me, and things are okay, ya know?
Anyway, if I buy a 47 person bed, will you all join me in a big cuddle?
And have I mentioned, lately, that I have the loveliest friends? I'm sure I've said so before, but I wanted to remind you.
Last night Graham, Jonathan, Jeff, and I (and Chris joined us later) ate at Legends, over on Seminary Street), and I must say, it was quite nice. I really enjoyed it. Walking out the door we saw Catlin and Chase and their cohorts, and later we ran into Grace Alverson and I met several new people (Adam (who works at Subway and is just about the prettiest thing I ever did see), Breeanna (who didn't talk much), and Aaron (who I would love to put in a snow globe and carry around to show off to my friends- he's just that cute)). We walked to the corner, and I felt like a pimp (and why shouldn't I, with such pretty young men around me?). It was crowded and exciting and I love Florence. I really do.
Later Jeff and I watched Cursed, which we both thought was a new one for us, but it turned out that the movie was familiar to both of us. Anyway, it was pretty good for a cheesy horrorish flick. The other not we watched Hellbent, by the by, and it was surprisingly good. This morning we made steak and eggs with sauteed green peppers and onions, and I must say, it was fantastic. Then we watched Underworld, then Jeff went to work and I went to have my car washed by Chris and his Old Navy Crew, who were raising money for muscular dystrophy, then I grabbed some Subway and went to eat with Jeff, then I visited with my momma for a bit, then I picked up the boys, then we went to Spring Park, where Jetson met us for a bit, then we came here, then then became now, and now the boys are asleep and I'm updating you, dear Journal!
Anyone wanna play tonight? [Hint: The Answer is Me]
Really, I'm tired tired, but I just feel so embraced right now. I mean, things are really stressful, what with school and whatnot, and leaving and all the stuff going on, but then I look at how many good good people are all around me, and things are okay, ya know?
Anyway, if I buy a 47 person bed, will you all join me in a big cuddle?
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Suppose I never ever saw you? Suppose we never fell in love?
I've been meaning to post for a bit about personality profiles. I've taken the test before, and I am an ENFP- the Inspirer:
Enthusiastic, idealistic, and creative. Able to do almost anything that interests them. Great people skills. Need to live life in accordance with their inner values. Excited by new ideas, but bored with details. Open-minded and flexible, with a broad range of interests and abilities.
Now, I may be way off with these, but I've tried to guess most of your personality types based on the descriptions. Lance helped me with some, and I've already talked to a couple of you about them... anyway, if you get the chance, take the test and let me know if I was close (or just read the descriptions)! Also, it'd be neat even if I'm just close ... like, Lindsey and I guessed Graham to be an ESFJ, and he took the test and he's an ISFJ... we were close... just pegged him as more extraverted... interesting. Some of you I know a lot better than others, and I'm more confident in my guesses for you; not so much on some others, but I tried to peg you anway. Some of you I don't know well enough to really guess, but I'm still interested... If I'm wrong about the ones I tried, I'll edit this so that it's accurate... just let me know!
Mom, Meaghan, and Britni are ISTJ - the Duty-Fulfiller:
Serious and quiet, interested in security and peaceful living. Extremely thorough, responsible, and dependable. Well-developed powers of concentration. Usually interested in supporting and promoting traditions and establishments. Well-organized and hard working, they work steadily towards identified goals. They can usually accomplish any task once they have set their mind to it.
Jennifer is an ESTJ- the Guardian:
Practical, traditional, and organized. Likely to be athletic. Not interested in theory or abstraction unless they see the practical application. Have clear visions of the way things should be. Loyal and hard-working. Like to be in charge. Exceptionally capable in organizing and running activities. "Good citizens" who value security and peaceful living.
Lindsey INFJ - the Protector
Quietly forceful, original, and sensitive. Tend to stick to things until they are done. Extremely intuitive about people, and concerned for their feelings. Well-developed value systems which they strictly adhere to. Well-respected for their perserverence in doing the right thing. Likely to be individualistic, rather than leading or following.
Graham and O'Brian are ISFJ - the Nurturer
Quiet, kind, and conscientious. Can be depended on to follow through. Usually puts the needs of others above their own needs. Stable and practical, they value security and traditions. Well-developed sense of space and function. Rich inner world of observations about people. Extremely perceptive of other's feelings. Interested in serving others.
Meagan and Mark are ESFP - the Performer
People-oriented and fun-loving, they make things more fun for others by their enjoyment. Living for the moment, they love new experiences. They dislike theory and impersonal analysis. Interested in serving others. Likely to be the center of attention in social situations. Well-developed common sense and practical ability.
Jonathan is an ESFJ - the Caregiver
Warm-hearted, popular, and conscientious. Tend to put the needs of others over their own needs. Feel strong sense of responsibility and duty. Value traditions and security. Interested in serving others. Need positive reinforcement to feel good about themselves. Well-developed sense of space and function.
Friday, April 13, 2007
But I... I'll kiss your head...
Well well, I had a bitchy and morose blog all planned out, but alas, a few simple words of praise from a rather intimdating teacher, and I'm much too happy to really sink in my teeth and do that sad blog justice.
As it is, I'm going to tell you some of the goings on inside me, but from views of contemplation as opposed to depression.
I keep bouncing from cloud to cloud, some thunderous and scary and others light and lovely and each one more intense than the last. I feel like I'm not doing what I need to do to make people happy, and I'm not sure if I don't know how to fix things or I'm just not willing to know how to fix things, and either one is rather diappointing. I'm digging into several relationships right now, some new and others not new, but not yet fully explored, I think, and I want to know these best friends better. In doing that, though, I believe I'm pushing people out. It's not a tossed out the back door kind of push, but a slow pressure, like when you're slowly shoved to the back of a crowd in a concert and you're not sure how you ended up so far from the stage. I think I'm being pushed a little my self, actually, and I'm not sure why.
I'm scared about everything right now. I'm worried about this summer, I'm worried about next semester, I'm worried about graduating, I'm worried about my friends graduating, I'm worried about... lots. I'm terrified to leave William and Harris, but I do know it's the right thing to do for me now, and there's some (though not much) comfort in that. I'm incredibly anxious about working at Camp this summer, but I'm also feeling rather selfish, and I'm not sure that I'm ready to open my heart to anyone else when I can't even hang on to the people I've got.
I'm also elated about this summer, of course, and excited about next semester and graduation. Don't you even for a second think that I am not a happy girl, Reader, because I am I am I am. I have so much! And I don't mean I have so much like "I counted my blessings and I realize I have more than I deserve" (which is true, but I did not employ list making in this evaluation). Not a day goes past that I don't have a moment or two (or three or four, some days) where I feel like my heart will finally give a loud burp of contentment and give out, having exhausted itself with all the loving and being loved. I'm even in a good mood now, but I need these things out of me lest they continue to fester. Fester. What an ugly word.
Le sigh.
There's a lot to tell you about since my last entry, but I need to go cash a check and then head to the gym for a bit. I will tell you that Lynn Butler told me after class today that I was one of her stars, that I had really shown this semester and impressed her. She said I had a wonderful grasp of language and an good eye for observation. I beamed. I still smile to think about it. I'll have a portolio soon. How exciting is that?
As it is, I'm going to tell you some of the goings on inside me, but from views of contemplation as opposed to depression.
I keep bouncing from cloud to cloud, some thunderous and scary and others light and lovely and each one more intense than the last. I feel like I'm not doing what I need to do to make people happy, and I'm not sure if I don't know how to fix things or I'm just not willing to know how to fix things, and either one is rather diappointing. I'm digging into several relationships right now, some new and others not new, but not yet fully explored, I think, and I want to know these best friends better. In doing that, though, I believe I'm pushing people out. It's not a tossed out the back door kind of push, but a slow pressure, like when you're slowly shoved to the back of a crowd in a concert and you're not sure how you ended up so far from the stage. I think I'm being pushed a little my self, actually, and I'm not sure why.
I'm scared about everything right now. I'm worried about this summer, I'm worried about next semester, I'm worried about graduating, I'm worried about my friends graduating, I'm worried about... lots. I'm terrified to leave William and Harris, but I do know it's the right thing to do for me now, and there's some (though not much) comfort in that. I'm incredibly anxious about working at Camp this summer, but I'm also feeling rather selfish, and I'm not sure that I'm ready to open my heart to anyone else when I can't even hang on to the people I've got.
I'm also elated about this summer, of course, and excited about next semester and graduation. Don't you even for a second think that I am not a happy girl, Reader, because I am I am I am. I have so much! And I don't mean I have so much like "I counted my blessings and I realize I have more than I deserve" (which is true, but I did not employ list making in this evaluation). Not a day goes past that I don't have a moment or two (or three or four, some days) where I feel like my heart will finally give a loud burp of contentment and give out, having exhausted itself with all the loving and being loved. I'm even in a good mood now, but I need these things out of me lest they continue to fester. Fester. What an ugly word.
Le sigh.
There's a lot to tell you about since my last entry, but I need to go cash a check and then head to the gym for a bit. I will tell you that Lynn Butler told me after class today that I was one of her stars, that I had really shown this semester and impressed her. She said I had a wonderful grasp of language and an good eye for observation. I beamed. I still smile to think about it. I'll have a portolio soon. How exciting is that?
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Monday, April 02, 2007
I could be brown, I could be blue, I could be violet sky!
So much so much so much! It's one of those days, folks... my heart may very well explode if I don't take the proper precautions.
I need an hour to babble about the goings on of the couple weeks. Alas, I don't have an hour. I have 40 minutes, and several of those will be spent walking to class, and another 10 will be needed to review the reading for Lit. Crit.
I just publicized an entry I started before we left (a couple Saturdays ago), so feel free to scroll down and give it a read (and a comment, if you feel the spirit move you to do so). I'm going to make a quick list of high points of things I keep meaning to tell you and haven't had the chance to talk about... perhaps later I will elaborate, but for now I need this out of my buzzing system:
~ Jeff and I saw a deer at Wildwood last week
~ we got to Fort Walton at 7:30ish Sunday morning
~ we were both surprised by the reflection of the truck in a store window
~ Jessica made us a wonderful breakfast
~ bridal Expo (fun dresses, a gay boy, and I'm Too Sexy)
~ Panama City with the foreign kids
~ drinking on the beach under the bridge (kites, burying Jessica, shotgunning beer)
~ Team America, Closer, Nine Dead Gay Guys, Office Space
~ sunrise
~ arriving in Cullman at 2ish Thursday morning (using a map, not mapquest, and with only one short detour!)
~ 300 again with Jeff's parents
~ lunch in Birmingham with Lance, Britni, Tyler, Britney, Ricky, Josh, Justin, David, Jess
~ coffee with Catlin and Meagan (and Rasberry Beret)
~ coffee with Jeff, Eric, Catlin, O'Brian (after dinner at CiCi's)
~ coffee with Graham and Jeff and Mom
~ spent yesterday with Shareese (watched Shortbus) after eating with her and Meaghan at Outback (O'Brian working)
~ dinner at the house
~ sitting in the floor of the men's clothing department at Wal*mart for over half an hour at 11ish last night talking to Lindsey
I have the best friends and family in the world.
Spring Break was amazing. My life is amazing. YOU, reader, are amazing.
I need an hour to babble about the goings on of the couple weeks. Alas, I don't have an hour. I have 40 minutes, and several of those will be spent walking to class, and another 10 will be needed to review the reading for Lit. Crit.
I just publicized an entry I started before we left (a couple Saturdays ago), so feel free to scroll down and give it a read (and a comment, if you feel the spirit move you to do so). I'm going to make a quick list of high points of things I keep meaning to tell you and haven't had the chance to talk about... perhaps later I will elaborate, but for now I need this out of my buzzing system:
~ Jeff and I saw a deer at Wildwood last week
~ we got to Fort Walton at 7:30ish Sunday morning
~ we were both surprised by the reflection of the truck in a store window
~ Jessica made us a wonderful breakfast
~ bridal Expo (fun dresses, a gay boy, and I'm Too Sexy)
~ Panama City with the foreign kids
~ drinking on the beach under the bridge (kites, burying Jessica, shotgunning beer)
~ Team America, Closer, Nine Dead Gay Guys, Office Space
~ sunrise
~ arriving in Cullman at 2ish Thursday morning (using a map, not mapquest, and with only one short detour!)
~ 300 again with Jeff's parents
~ lunch in Birmingham with Lance, Britni, Tyler, Britney, Ricky, Josh, Justin, David, Jess
~ coffee with Catlin and Meagan (and Rasberry Beret)
~ coffee with Jeff, Eric, Catlin, O'Brian (after dinner at CiCi's)
~ coffee with Graham and Jeff and Mom
~ spent yesterday with Shareese (watched Shortbus) after eating with her and Meaghan at Outback (O'Brian working)
~ dinner at the house
~ sitting in the floor of the men's clothing department at Wal*mart for over half an hour at 11ish last night talking to Lindsey
I have the best friends and family in the world.
Spring Break was amazing. My life is amazing. YOU, reader, are amazing.
To the left, to the left...
What the hell is up with this song? I love it. I don't love the new Shakira and Beyonce song. Or the video. You'd think with two people as sexy and talented as Beyonce and Shakira, they could come up with something better.
Harris and William now know several words to Regina Spektor's Fidelity, and Harris actually sings to a couple parts of it now without my encouraging. It just may be the cutest thing he's ever done, and Harris is one adorable little boy. He and William had their birthday party today; things went swimmingly. All the kids there were well-behaved and adorable, and Lacey came with Asa which made the party a lot more fun for me- I'm really glad you two came, and I love you more every time I see you!
Afterwards we (me and the boys) played in the park, and they were both in really good spirits, and we had a great time. We left around 6:30 and went to Jeff's apartment for half an hour to pick up some laundry (but really to make him feel loved), then grabbed some dirty clothes from my place and came back here. They ate a small supper with no fuss and then went to bed easy-peasy at 8. I've been washing clothes here, and I just hope that I get this next load out before Rosario and Stephen get home; they said they'd be here around 10, so that's what I'm counting on. Keep your fingers crossed!
This morning Jeff and I cleaned my car! It's amazing! It actually wasn't as disasterous as I had feared (Jeff, you may not believe that, but it's true.) We even vacuumed her out and ran her through the wash. Then I headed to Sheffield and Dad offered to let us take the truck, which is very exciting (I was really worried about my engine making it to the beach).
Oh, yes- the beach. That's right folks, I'm headed that way! Jeff and I are leaving tonight, I think. We actually have several options. We can sleep a few hours then leave at threeish (I'm in favor of this, while Jeff is completley opposed), drive all the way through when I get off work in half an hour, drive to Cullman and sleep some, then drive the rest (Jeff seems to like this option, while it is my least favorite), or (and this is a recently discovered avenue) we could stop in Birmingham to sleep and then travel the rest of the way. Decisions, decisions!
I'ma have to buy a new bathing suit once we get there. And some new clothes. I'm excited about that. Outlet malls! Hurray! I just remember that those would be there! I'm a little more excited about shopping now than I was.
Above all else, I'm ready to see Jessica and the ocean (in that order... I guess... ;)
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An update! I totally didn't finish this entry, because the Tomlinsons got home... here it is, now, in full technicolor! Or... you know, just a public entry now.
Harris and William now know several words to Regina Spektor's Fidelity, and Harris actually sings to a couple parts of it now without my encouraging. It just may be the cutest thing he's ever done, and Harris is one adorable little boy. He and William had their birthday party today; things went swimmingly. All the kids there were well-behaved and adorable, and Lacey came with Asa which made the party a lot more fun for me- I'm really glad you two came, and I love you more every time I see you!
Afterwards we (me and the boys) played in the park, and they were both in really good spirits, and we had a great time. We left around 6:30 and went to Jeff's apartment for half an hour to pick up some laundry (but really to make him feel loved), then grabbed some dirty clothes from my place and came back here. They ate a small supper with no fuss and then went to bed easy-peasy at 8. I've been washing clothes here, and I just hope that I get this next load out before Rosario and Stephen get home; they said they'd be here around 10, so that's what I'm counting on. Keep your fingers crossed!
This morning Jeff and I cleaned my car! It's amazing! It actually wasn't as disasterous as I had feared (Jeff, you may not believe that, but it's true.) We even vacuumed her out and ran her through the wash. Then I headed to Sheffield and Dad offered to let us take the truck, which is very exciting (I was really worried about my engine making it to the beach).
Oh, yes- the beach. That's right folks, I'm headed that way! Jeff and I are leaving tonight, I think. We actually have several options. We can sleep a few hours then leave at threeish (I'm in favor of this, while Jeff is completley opposed), drive all the way through when I get off work in half an hour, drive to Cullman and sleep some, then drive the rest (Jeff seems to like this option, while it is my least favorite), or (and this is a recently discovered avenue) we could stop in Birmingham to sleep and then travel the rest of the way. Decisions, decisions!
I'ma have to buy a new bathing suit once we get there. And some new clothes. I'm excited about that. Outlet malls! Hurray! I just remember that those would be there! I'm a little more excited about shopping now than I was.
Above all else, I'm ready to see Jessica and the ocean (in that order... I guess... ;)
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An update! I totally didn't finish this entry, because the Tomlinsons got home... here it is, now, in full technicolor! Or... you know, just a public entry now.
Friday, March 23, 2007
We counted every black car passing your house.
Well well, I've spent an hour trying to figure out what I'm going to do with my prospectus. I'm a bit lost and very intimidated by this process, not to mention uninterested, which may have dire consequences. I think I'm going to apply Nina Baym's essay Melodramas of Beset Manhood to Henry James's The Art of Fiction. I guess we'll see how that goes. I definitely would like to do something dealing with women in literature, as this has become my primary interest, followed closely by black women in literature. I would definitely like to learn more about both.
Yesterday I spent all morning at Diebert Park with the boys; it was fantastic and beautiful. When we arrived we were the only ones there, which was strange and nice. Later two school buses pulled up, vomiting children all over our silent playground. It wasn't too bad, though, because the boys ended up playing with several of the kids (who must have been in 3rd grade or so). It was William's 4th birthday... man. They've grown so much since I started working for them. And I have to leave them soon. Sad day.
Let's not dwell now, though. After I got off, Jeff and I went back to the park to walk for a bit, then he and his friend Stephanie went running while I played on the swings. About the time they finished, Catlin and Chase came to chat, and then we all scattered for the day.
I have a million things to do today, like the laundry I was suppose to do every day this week (I did finally do a load last night), cleaning out my car and taking it to a mechanic, and straightening my apartment. I also plan to see Death By Chocolate at the Zodiac Theatre tonight at 8ish, if any of you would like to come.
Tomorrow is the party for William and Harris at the Children's Museum; it should be fun! Lacey and Asa are coming, woohoo! I'm going to babysit later that evening for them, and then I'm headed to Fort Walton to visit Jessica! I do believe Jeff and I are going together, though I guess he still hasn't confirmed that. Today and tomorrow are going to be high stress; that's a fact. Sunday, though... Sunday I'm going to spend sleeping on the beach.
Yesterday I spent all morning at Diebert Park with the boys; it was fantastic and beautiful. When we arrived we were the only ones there, which was strange and nice. Later two school buses pulled up, vomiting children all over our silent playground. It wasn't too bad, though, because the boys ended up playing with several of the kids (who must have been in 3rd grade or so). It was William's 4th birthday... man. They've grown so much since I started working for them. And I have to leave them soon. Sad day.
Let's not dwell now, though. After I got off, Jeff and I went back to the park to walk for a bit, then he and his friend Stephanie went running while I played on the swings. About the time they finished, Catlin and Chase came to chat, and then we all scattered for the day.
I have a million things to do today, like the laundry I was suppose to do every day this week (I did finally do a load last night), cleaning out my car and taking it to a mechanic, and straightening my apartment. I also plan to see Death By Chocolate at the Zodiac Theatre tonight at 8ish, if any of you would like to come.
Tomorrow is the party for William and Harris at the Children's Museum; it should be fun! Lacey and Asa are coming, woohoo! I'm going to babysit later that evening for them, and then I'm headed to Fort Walton to visit Jessica! I do believe Jeff and I are going together, though I guess he still hasn't confirmed that. Today and tomorrow are going to be high stress; that's a fact. Sunday, though... Sunday I'm going to spend sleeping on the beach.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
And the world is so much meaner when your heart is hard...
Good morrow, cuz?
Is the day so young?
But new struck cuz.
Ah, me, sad hours seem long!
I mean to type "good morrow;" the rest just popped out. How are you this lovely Sunday, Reader?
I hope your week went well. Alls good here. The week was nice, nothing exceptionally stressful. We watched The Color Purple in Women in Lit., and I cried. It was good. I worked 13 hours Thursday. I worked again Friday night, then headed to Jeff and Chris's, where Catlin and Chase came to hang out for a bit. Yesterday Jensen called, and we decided to go geocaching (Jensen, T.J., Graham, Jeff, and I). I hadn't been in a long time, and I want to go again soon- it was great. We did have some cop action, but he was friendly. We were also told to leave by hotel management at one place. Oh my! Later Jeff and I came back to Tuscumbia to eat at Fiesta Mexicana with Jetson and Leigh Ann (their mom), then we went back to their apartment to visit for a while before going home. It was an St. Patrick's Day!
Last night Jeff and I watched Playing by Heart. I didn't realize how much I loved that movie until I wanted to see it again and I got all giddy talking about it. It was wonderful, and Jeff liked it, and you would like it, too, Reader, I'm sure of it! It's got an amazing cast, too.
Today today today... laundry! I must do laundry. And I have a midterm due tomorrow. It's a 500 word essay. No biggie. I have to write an essay with the topic "Springtime in the South." I'm thinking about turning the piece I'm doing about the picnic into this piece. Every time I think of the title, a little voice inside me sings "Hitler in Springtime." Teehee.
Is the day so young?
But new struck cuz.
Ah, me, sad hours seem long!
I mean to type "good morrow;" the rest just popped out. How are you this lovely Sunday, Reader?
I hope your week went well. Alls good here. The week was nice, nothing exceptionally stressful. We watched The Color Purple in Women in Lit., and I cried. It was good. I worked 13 hours Thursday. I worked again Friday night, then headed to Jeff and Chris's, where Catlin and Chase came to hang out for a bit. Yesterday Jensen called, and we decided to go geocaching (Jensen, T.J., Graham, Jeff, and I). I hadn't been in a long time, and I want to go again soon- it was great. We did have some cop action, but he was friendly. We were also told to leave by hotel management at one place. Oh my! Later Jeff and I came back to Tuscumbia to eat at Fiesta Mexicana with Jetson and Leigh Ann (their mom), then we went back to their apartment to visit for a while before going home. It was an St. Patrick's Day!
Last night Jeff and I watched Playing by Heart. I didn't realize how much I loved that movie until I wanted to see it again and I got all giddy talking about it. It was wonderful, and Jeff liked it, and you would like it, too, Reader, I'm sure of it! It's got an amazing cast, too.
Today today today... laundry! I must do laundry. And I have a midterm due tomorrow. It's a 500 word essay. No biggie. I have to write an essay with the topic "Springtime in the South." I'm thinking about turning the piece I'm doing about the picnic into this piece. Every time I think of the title, a little voice inside me sings "Hitler in Springtime." Teehee.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
It's just something that we do.
Sunday was amazing. Amazing! If one day I am asked to assemble one week of perfect days out of my life, Sunday, March 11, will be one of them. I'm going to write a paper for my nature writing class on it tonight, so I will leave the descriptions off for now. Just know that it was fun, and I am madly in love with more people than I ever thought possible.
Today was a good day, too. It's Graham's birthday, woohoo! Big 19... only three months and three days until we're all legal! We'll be 18, 19, 20, 21, then my birthday ten days later and we're back on track until next year. Hummmmm....
Allow me to backtrack. Last night was nice. I didn't really feel like hanging out with the fam, but I eventually wandered over to that side of the river, and I'm glad I did. It was fairly boring at first (everyone in a separate room watching separate televisions or on separate computers), but later Lindsey suggest we take a night walk, so we (Lindsey, Graham, and I) headed out! We were approached by our baying hounds before we had gone far, so we carried them back (heavy and stinky though they were) and then continued onwards, this time with Bach following. We didn't quite walk a mile because Lindsey was worried about the cat. I decided to watch Pete's Dragon, but instead Lindsey and I talked until 2ish. We ate really late and looked at some of Grampa's sermons, which was fun and interesting; we also checked out some old pictures of the house and talked about the land and how much we love this property and whatnot.
Now, today... this morning we all had breakfast together (yes, all 6 of us!) after singing to dear Graham, then I brought breakfast to Jeff at the pool before heading into work 45 minutes late. I took the boys to McFarland Park, where we spent a couple hours playing with the styrofoam airplane I got this weekend and running around with kites and playing on the playground. A group home came to eat lunch while we were there, and it was all I could do not to go plop down at the their table. I am missing some Special Session right now. Later we drove to the picnic area and just walked around under the pine trees. It was so pleasant. We then headed to UNA to see the lions, which was really fun until Leo decided to mount Una, making me feel incredibly awkward at I made a mad dash to get the boys away from the glass (not so much because it would offend them, but because I didn't want to answer William's questions and I had my own self-imposed awkwardness to deal with). We then went home and lunched and napped and listen to Fidelity by Regina Spektor
I'm in Collier now; Jeff and I just went swimming at the UNA pool (joined by Aubrey and Chris Jordan part of the time). It was nice. I'm off to Books-a-Million now. Should be fun! Ciao!
Today was a good day, too. It's Graham's birthday, woohoo! Big 19... only three months and three days until we're all legal! We'll be 18, 19, 20, 21, then my birthday ten days later and we're back on track until next year. Hummmmm....
Allow me to backtrack. Last night was nice. I didn't really feel like hanging out with the fam, but I eventually wandered over to that side of the river, and I'm glad I did. It was fairly boring at first (everyone in a separate room watching separate televisions or on separate computers), but later Lindsey suggest we take a night walk, so we (Lindsey, Graham, and I) headed out! We were approached by our baying hounds before we had gone far, so we carried them back (heavy and stinky though they were) and then continued onwards, this time with Bach following. We didn't quite walk a mile because Lindsey was worried about the cat. I decided to watch Pete's Dragon, but instead Lindsey and I talked until 2ish. We ate really late and looked at some of Grampa's sermons, which was fun and interesting; we also checked out some old pictures of the house and talked about the land and how much we love this property and whatnot.
Now, today... this morning we all had breakfast together (yes, all 6 of us!) after singing to dear Graham, then I brought breakfast to Jeff at the pool before heading into work 45 minutes late. I took the boys to McFarland Park, where we spent a couple hours playing with the styrofoam airplane I got this weekend and running around with kites and playing on the playground. A group home came to eat lunch while we were there, and it was all I could do not to go plop down at the their table. I am missing some Special Session right now. Later we drove to the picnic area and just walked around under the pine trees. It was so pleasant. We then headed to UNA to see the lions, which was really fun until Leo decided to mount Una, making me feel incredibly awkward at I made a mad dash to get the boys away from the glass (not so much because it would offend them, but because I didn't want to answer William's questions and I had my own self-imposed awkwardness to deal with). We then went home and lunched and napped and listen to Fidelity by Regina Spektor
I'm in Collier now; Jeff and I just went swimming at the UNA pool (joined by Aubrey and Chris Jordan part of the time). It was nice. I'm off to Books-a-Million now. Should be fun! Ciao!
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Sweeeeeet cuppin' cakes.
Howdy, kids! How goes it here in cyberland? Alls well, I hope.
I have had very strange dreams as of late. Last night I dreamt Lance, Graham, Dad, and I were fishing and swimming by the pier, and Lance was complaining about how one time when he and Graham were sleeping in the boat, it was freezing in the morning, and I was like "Uh, when did you go camping with my family?" Apparently, they went camping together a lot, though.
Night before last I dreamed Dad was making a movie of his life. It was the weirdest thing ever. All these people kept showing up looking just like my family members and family friends. It was... disconcerting. Mostly it was just Dad and his group. He was playing himself, as was Mom. Mom had gone out to get a Black Lab to play Nyx, and we told her she had to get a Dalmatian, then, because we had Perdy a lot longer than Onyx (so she did that). I remember the Uncle Keith double looking startlingly like Uncle Keith. There was also a guy playing Scott, and he had this ridiculous wig on, and I remember thinking that the actor wanted to make a joke out of the production, which is probably what Scott would do, which is pretty funny. The most disconcerting character was Uncle Wade. The guy looked like him, kinda, but he was to skinny and he had a cocky walk. Uncle Wade was definitely not cocky, and that bothered me the most. My dad? Cocky. Uncle Keith? Cocky as hell.
You know, Uncle Wade may be the only Mullen I've ever met who wasn't cocky, now that I think about it. Except maybe Grampa. Anyway, I remember it really bothered me and I wanted them to find another actor, but there wasn't time. I don't remember much else about the dream, except that there was a lot of guitar playing.
Sooo... school's going well. Work's going well. I'm still overly stressed, though I think it's for no reason (or little reason). Umm, Jeff may just be the cutest thing in the world. He's sleeping now, and I would like to put him in my pocket and carry him around to look at when I get sad.
I have had very strange dreams as of late. Last night I dreamt Lance, Graham, Dad, and I were fishing and swimming by the pier, and Lance was complaining about how one time when he and Graham were sleeping in the boat, it was freezing in the morning, and I was like "Uh, when did you go camping with my family?" Apparently, they went camping together a lot, though.
Night before last I dreamed Dad was making a movie of his life. It was the weirdest thing ever. All these people kept showing up looking just like my family members and family friends. It was... disconcerting. Mostly it was just Dad and his group. He was playing himself, as was Mom. Mom had gone out to get a Black Lab to play Nyx, and we told her she had to get a Dalmatian, then, because we had Perdy a lot longer than Onyx (so she did that). I remember the Uncle Keith double looking startlingly like Uncle Keith. There was also a guy playing Scott, and he had this ridiculous wig on, and I remember thinking that the actor wanted to make a joke out of the production, which is probably what Scott would do, which is pretty funny. The most disconcerting character was Uncle Wade. The guy looked like him, kinda, but he was to skinny and he had a cocky walk. Uncle Wade was definitely not cocky, and that bothered me the most. My dad? Cocky. Uncle Keith? Cocky as hell.
You know, Uncle Wade may be the only Mullen I've ever met who wasn't cocky, now that I think about it. Except maybe Grampa. Anyway, I remember it really bothered me and I wanted them to find another actor, but there wasn't time. I don't remember much else about the dream, except that there was a lot of guitar playing.
Sooo... school's going well. Work's going well. I'm still overly stressed, though I think it's for no reason (or little reason). Umm, Jeff may just be the cutest thing in the world. He's sleeping now, and I would like to put him in my pocket and carry him around to look at when I get sad.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Monday, March 05, 2007
I didn't care; I just bummed from my friends.
Hey, remember that time when we stayed up all night talking and then watched the sunrise?
Hey, remember that time we went to football games on Friday nights?
Hey, remember that time when we danced on that rock?
And remember that time when we danced in the rain?
Hey, remember that time when you came to visit me? I was so happy I thought I would burst.
Hey, remember that time when I visited you?
Hey, remember that time when we slept in a church in Decatur?
Hey, remember that time when we flew kites and laid on felt blankets?
Hey, remember that time when we sat in the grass and drank rum?
Hey, remember that time when we sat in the dorms and drank vodka?
Hey, remember that time when we sat on the beach and drank gin?
Hey, remember that time when we holed up in my room and watched sitcoms all afternoon?
Hey, remember that time they shot fireworks just for us?
Hey, remember that time when we smoked cigarettes in the woods by my house?
Hey, remember that time when we kissed?
Hey, remember that time when we stayed up all night in the computer lab doing nothing?
Hey, remember that time when we lived together?
Hey, remember that time when we ate ice cream in the caf until they kicked us out?
And remember later when we waded in the fountain even though it was freezing? Later I carried you piggy-back up the stairs.
Hey, remember that other time we raced around it?
Hey, remember that time when we first talked?
Hey, remember that other time when we didn't?
Hey, remember that time when we made French toast?
Hey, remember that time when we got out picture taken on the dog-shaped couch?
Hey, remember that time you sang outside of Jack's? It was beautiful.
Hey, remember that time when we road in the back of the truck in our wedding formals?
Hey, remember that time when we spent all day on the river?
Hey, remember that time when we watched The Never-ending Story while it rained outside?
Hey, remember that time when walked along stopped traffic and up into the woods?
Hey, remember that time when we fell asleep together? Remember all those times?
Hey, remember that time when we cracked up during Mass?
Hey, remember that time when we got lost?
Hey, remember that time when we went to the thrift store?
Hey, remember that time when we did plays together?
Hey, remember that time when we ran through the sprinklers?
Hey, remember when I found that little snake? And that dog? And those kittens?
Hey, remember that time when we spent all summer painting my house green and yellow?
Hey, remember that concert? It was amazing.
Hey, remember that surprise birthday party? And remember those other surprises and those other birthdays?
Hey, remember that time when we spent all day in the movie theatre?
Hey, remember that time when we swam in the hotel pool all night?
Hey, do you remember prom? That was fun.
Hey, remember that time when we were supposed to study but we talked to each other instead?
Hey, remember that time when we sat next to each other in class?
Hey, remember that poem you read me?
Hey, remember that poem I read you?
Hey, remember that time when we decided we were going to walk after school? We only did it once.
Hey, remember that time when we sang in the car?
Hey, remember that time when ate in the park?
Hey, remember that time when I skinned my knees and you couldn't stop laughing?
Remember that time when we were lonely, but at least we were lonely together?
Hey, remember that time when we walked to the gas station?
Hey, remember that time we lived together?
Hey, remember that time we used to eat dinner and watch Will and Grace every night?
Hey, remember that voice mail you left me? I appreciated that.
Hey, remember that time we cooked dinner for all our friends?
Hey, remember that time we went to that protest?
Hey, remember that time we cried on the balcony together?
Hey, remember that time when spent three hours at Arby's just goofing off?
Hey, remember that poem you read me?
And remember that poem I read you?
Hey, remember that time when I called you in a panic? I felt a lot better afterwards.
Hey, remember that time when we rolled down the hill?
Hey, remember that time when we all dressed up for Halloween?
Hey, remember that time when we were obsessed with BNL?
Hey, remember that time we showered together?
Hey, remember that time when you played your guitar? I fell in love with you a little.
Hey, remember that time when went to the club?
Do you remember how that song made me cry?
Hey, remember that time when I lost my cell phone? And the time I lost my keys? And the time I lost my bookbag?
Hey, remember that time we jumped the fence?
Hey remember that time...
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