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Tuesday, August 25th, 2009
1:09 am	This is cool Despite everything, humanity is getting nobler. Twentieth century murder rates were only 1/60th of what they were in the first century, and that includes both world wars. Change is speeding up. Don't worry. We're getting smarter. Not just that we know more, but we're starting to learn how to live together. Human life and freedom are getting more valuable. Technology's gonna be awesome. We may still be lost, but not like we used to be. Confused and scared of our own potential, marked by failure, setback and fear, slowly but certainly we're stumbling toward the light. ( More ) Current Mood: anxious (The first and seventh of four)
Monday, August 17th, 2009
8:51 pm	like waves Dad took me to the Vietnam war memorial when we went to DC.  He told me it was sacred place for him, and that kind of stuff. He told me that people would come in and out of my life.  He said I would care about people so much I'd wonder how I ever lived without them, and that they would leave or die, and that was okay. And I was like, "okay." Now that I'm out of school I see it happening.  I read people's facebook updates, but hardly ever comment.  I only talk to a couple people from Alma and exactly one person from high school.  One person who I cared about a lot and with just stopped talking to me, apparently for no reason, and a month later I hear from five people I never expected to see again. I was thinking about how people say that every seven years you have a brand new body, and I wonder how how you have brand new friends.  Losing this one friend really hurt, and it made me think about how everyone in my family is fifty or so years older than me, and it won't be too long before I'm literally alone.  That came out bleaker than it was meant to.  But still, I wonder how everything is going to change and how any of us will be okay with it. Current Mood: pretty okay (The first and seventh of four)
Wednesday, June 24th, 2009
2:14 am	New Roomie My new roommate moved in yesterday. ( Picture under cut ) (2 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Sunday, June 7th, 2009
3:18 pm	Dream I had the most coherent dream I've ever had last night. It was all one story and everything.   I was driving south from Chicago across the border into Mexico for this neuroscience placement. I was going to be at a university for a couple years, doing research or classes or something. Once I got moved in, I was in Michigan, driving down with my parents to visit me. This is when I found out that I had gone through ten states to get to Mexico, not just over the border. Sometime on the way my Dad's car got these new seatbelt adjusters from this old woman, who came with us and sat in the front seat, in the middle, between my parents. The seat belts had a musical combination lock. There were three buttons and depending on how hard you pressed them you could play nine notes; you had to play the right song in order to adjust the seatbelt height. The combination (I overheard them talking about it) way “Ms. Morris” (or maybe “Norris”), with the letters in the name coded musical notes. While I was playing with it, trying to translate the name into which buttons to press, I had to take my seatbelt off, and that's when we got pulled over. Mom led the police car down the highway for about five minutes because she couldn't figure out if the lights were for us; the car kept weaving in and out of traffic to get behind us. We finally pulled over at this beach by a lighthouse on a cliff overlooking a river/lake and a city. I thought we were in the middle of the United States, but you could see Mexico from the water. The officer insisted that Mom had led them down the highway for twenty minutes and that we could all go to jail, but I knew it wasn't true so she let us off with a warning. While we were waling around the beach, or my parents and the old woman were, I played in the sand. As we were about to go, I found a place with very very wet sand, even though it was farther away from the water. I made a little ball of it in my hands, and it was surprising how it all held together. When I opened my hands I realized it looked just like a frog, not just in shape but in color and texture. I put my finger through it and it was still sand, just green and black sand, and when I squished it back into a ball it was an almost perfect frog again. I was time to go, so I hurried up the stairs to the top of the cliff, where my parents and the water were, and put the frog on one of the wooden shelves. There I saw dozens of other sand frogs, all piled on top of each other and left there. I made another one a little more carefully. When I looked at it I realized that this was the place where the world began, and this sand was the earth that was used to shape the first animals, and that if I could just figure out how to give it the breath of life I could make it real. I thought about the old stories I'd read or been told a long time ago, and remembered the different kinds of sacred water they used to make the first life: blood, spit, tears, and some others. I knew I could do it, if I had time and didn't have my parents rushing me to go. I knew it might have been the first time someone happened upon this beach with the knowledge and the curiosity needed to create life since, well, since the last time it happened, and that if I wanted to I could stay here and make a whole new world, or possibly many worlds, but I didn't even want the responsibility for one frog. It took a long time to figure out what I needed to make life, and I don't remember getting back in the car, but I woke up feeling like I could get back to that beach if I ever wanted to. (The first and seventh of four)
Wednesday, June 3rd, 2009
12:04 am	Chicago Trip This is what I look like now:( Read more... )( Read more... ) ( Read more... )</div>( Read more... ) 1929 N. Sheffield Ave., Chicago IL, 60614 I'm pretty sure it's on the far south side of Lincoln Park; I know it's right in front of the Armitage stop of the brown line. This is the upstairs living room.  We're in the middle of painting it, so the downstairs living room is housing two or three disassembled couches.  The downstairs living room is the only way into my bedroom. 600/month + 1/6th of utilities. My five room mates are Evan, Justin, Keith, Anika, and Bruce, who's foot and hand you can see in the above picture.  Yes, I found them through craigslist. They're all art students at DePaul; I'll bring my crayons so we can relate. We have the top two floors of an apartment building, we're taking the door off between them to make one six-bedroom apartment. So what does 600$ get you in the city? A dorm like tiny bedroom, with a loft and enough space for a permanent blanket fort underneath and a lot of book shelves, everything I need A spiral staircase connecting the front door to the second and third floor We're going to just lock the front door and get rid of the two individual apartment doors, so it becomes a house Two living rooms, we're turning one into a dining room/lounge and the other into a family/video game room Two kitchens. That's a little weird, but we might turn the smaller (second floor) one into a bar/junk food kitchen and have the third floor one be the cooking kitchen. A rooftop deck with patio furniture, from a trap door on the third floor. I think we're putting Christmas lights on the railings and running an extension cord up to put a refrigerator up there. It's also a place to sleep with the stars A front yard for bike parking A backyard for the dogs to run around Three little dogs and the chance to get another if I want. Which I do. If I had any form of stability. Pug, Black Lab/Corgi looking little guy, and one other No cats Two other little rooms, the size of a bedroom or so, that might be a guest room and a den Lots of floor, wall, and closet space My room mates go to the same school, and they all know each other, so my first mission is to make friends. I don't know about them artsy types. One's a video game designer. The Black Lab/Corgi little guy, Lucy, belongs to the landlord, so she only half lives with us.  </div>That's the first thing I noticed about the area: it's little dog Mecca.  I've heard more sounds of dog collars five inches above the ground than even in Florida.  And there are Yorkies. So I wrote this entry last Wednesday, before I actually moved to Chicago and started working, which I did yesterday.  So I'll write about that tonight. (2 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Monday, April 6th, 2009
3:09 pm	Photo Meme Take a picture of yourself exactly as you are right now. Post it. ( Here. ) Current Mood: Done with college (3 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Tuesday, February 24th, 2009
2:10 am	You can't tell, but the list is in base 42. I just gave myself lots of little tomato soup burns on both my hands. The marching band roll-step does not keep you stable when the floor is wet. Tonight I'm watching classic Battlestar Galactica. I haven't seen the new one that's on Scifi channel, but I doubt it's as good as this. Modern heroes don't smoke cigars on the starship. Tomorrow: 1. 10:30 - Financial advisor way overdo. 2. Office Depot with Dad, to make copies of his new book to send to everyone. 3. Call D- Sleep. 4. Call Dell. 5. Bother people about act-o-grams (any APOs reading this:bother bother bother) 6. Tap tap tap. 7. Probably play that in-browser flash D&D simulator, cause that's how I roll. More Battlestar. 8. Type-type-type tap tap tap. 9. Kitties? A. Sleep. I talked to Dr. Hitsman today. For those of you who don't know, Dr. Hitsman is the professor I'll be working under this summer at Northwestern in Chicagoish, doing research in the Department of Preventitive Medicine. It's 24 hours a week or 60% time, so that's hopefully enough to live on. Dr. Hitsman was one of Dr. Batchelder's advisees when he was at Alma, he's interested in helping me make contacts and get established. I just found a white eyelash in my keyboard. I'm old. )=;                                                                          ^---hat Now that I have a job lined up for the summer this journal is unfriendslocking for some entries. Yay friends. Current Mood: awake! (2 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Tuesday, November 18th, 2008
6:55 am	One Acts 2008 Alma College One Act Play Festival 2008 Good Neighbors by John Bartholomew Tucker Directed by: Hillary Bard Ann: Amanda Ewing Bill: Okwara Uzoh Prelude to Thirty-Five by Seth Kramer Directed by Emily Bartelt Jay: Logan Ricket Rae: Breann White The Second Beam by Joan Ackermann Directed by Linnae Caudry Meg: Andrea Martz Jennifer: Paige Davis Georgia: Emily Moe Patti Scharer: Annie Jennings Casting Director: Rachel Markillie Courting Prometheus by Charles Forbes Directed by David Dyer Lou: Justin Dietzel Rita: Tara Bouldry Making the Call by Jane Martin Directed by Beth Hubbard Parker: Anthony Nellon Elizabeth: Jo Mollhagen-Jaksa Sure Thing by David Ives Directed by Brian Kilday Betty: Caitlin Portko Bill: Josh Olgine The Interrogation by Murphy Guyer Directed by Meekin Udell Man: Ben Willams Woman: Holly Dukes November 21, 22, 23 Alma College Heritage Center, Strostacker Theatre 314 W. Superior St. Alma, Mi, 48801 Adult Language and Situations (The first and seventh of four)
Saturday, October 18th, 2008
4:20 pm	Current Mood: puppies (2 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Monday, June 2nd, 2008
2:35 pm	Fav And no, we can't do it without you. (The first and seventh of four)
1:31 am	I passed my TB test. Current Mood: happy (6 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Wednesday, May 21st, 2008
7:30 pm	Homan homan, homan, ho-MAN This summer I'm at my internship in the mornings/afternoons, my interview was today and I have one more test to pass: a TB test. Then, in the afternoons/late afternoons I'm working with Dr. Mrs. Beagley on a research project she's working on, the effects of sleep loss on weight gain, which means that in addition to cleaning rat poop I'll probably be doing surgery, histology, and working with the electron microscope, which is good, because I need practice. The internship is at Gratiot County Medical, with their Partial Hospitalization/Intensive Outpatient Psychiatric Program. We see patients in the morning for a couple hours of group therapy, then we have educational groups and workshops in the afternoon to learn about emotional management and various kinds of therapy, and lunch and hang out time with patients. I realized I don't have senioritis. Sure, I have last-day-of schoolitis, but for next year the mountain of work:directing, two senior thesi, Richard III, studying for the GREs, filling out applications and then peace corp/grad school beyond is really keeping everything in perspective. One more paper, just one more thing to do for class at 9:30am, then at noon my summer starts. Current Mood: excited, working (1 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Saturday, May 10th, 2008
3:25 am	Postsecret "Every week I read a new secret I never knew I had", the stranger said. Only some weeks there are three or four secrets that I realize are mine. This week: I am thrilled with the person I'm becoming. I'm seriously so happy with who I'm growing into. Yes, I have terrible habits like putting any and every assignment I get off until sometimes literally the last minute (I've recently realized that going to bed at three and waking up at six to write a paper for my 9:30 is much more thrilling than writing from three till six and then sleeping until 9). Yes, my confidence and maturity aren't where they should be and I fail at the Boy Scout motto 80% of the time, and it's true that for a 21 year old I have so much growing up left to do it's not even funny, but nevertheless, I'm happy. And I didn't even realize it until I read that secret. Current Mood: artistic (The first and seventh of four)
Wednesday, April 30th, 2008
3:12 am	I swear to God, and I felt the need to post this, I just saw a banner ad that said, Find Eternal Joy with Jesus' Word" with a click button that said "start your free trial". I think I have more to say about that. (The first and seventh of four)
3:12 am	I swear to God, and I felt the need to post this, I just saw a banner ad that said, Find Eternal Joy with Jesus Christ start your free trial today". I think I have more to say about that. (The first and seventh of four)
2:56 am	For get your talent. Do you have tenacity? =) I got back to school today, and first thing in the door (after I wedged the bicycle behind the refrigerator) my Yelhe acceptance letter was sitting on my bed! The award covers 675$ for rent for the summer. It was going to cover utilities and something toward food, but that was when I thought I had two roommates, now I have one. The thing that worries me is the line "Although this won't pay all your estimated expenses...". See, the grant covers up to four credits tuition along with the money, and I have to do the intership for credit so I can be covered by the college's insurance. So does that mean I didn't get the tuition remission? Or did they just not feel the need to include it in the letter? If it's not included, the cost is still 1128$ plus food and utilities. That should all be found out tomorrow Current Mood: cautiously pumped (2 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Saturday, April 19th, 2008
10:05 am	As I sit here finishing up this paper, I realize something that's absurdly funny to me: when know more about undergraduate freshman psychology students than any other group in the world. (The first and seventh of four)
Friday, April 18th, 2008
11:36 pm	The only thing that's really in the way of happiness right now is that I can't focus, so I still have this paper to write. Other than that, things are great. I've decided to do that internship this spring or summer, one way or another. And I still don't know about the Yehle. Current Mood: frustrated (2 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Sunday, April 13th, 2008
9:08 pm	It's the end of another term, a lot is changing, people are leaving. I finished my only written final on Friday, along with my acting final. Tuesday I have my directing final, I really have no idea what to expect. Joe's been to one rehearsal, and he seemed pretty happy. After that, stage combat on Wensday, we have our fight down pretty well, minus the scene to fit around it, and then all I have left is my WS paper and break. For summer I applied for this Conference Manager job, sort of RAing one of the residence halls for the summer. It pays room, board, and about 3500$, but There's this other opportunty, a full time internship with GC Medical Intensive Outpatient Psychiatric Unit, which, among other things, would involve intake and discharge interviews and group therapy. It's a rare opportunity, especially for an undergrad, but it would cost 1128$ for tuition, plus rent and food for the summer. I applied for a grant for tuition plus 675$, that I should have heard about Friday. If I don't have an email tomorrow morning I'm going to find Dr. Vickery and ask. Andrea and I signed a lease for our apartment next year, across the street from the theatre and 7-11, and sublet to Caz and Amanda and possibly me for the summer. There's a Mexican place in town that we should try. (4 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)
Sunday, April 6th, 2008
2:59 am	( Meme ) (1 entered the finis Africae, | The first and seventh of four)