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Sunday, July 19th, 2009
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11:04 am - safe above ground.
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we don't have internet until thursday so i'm sitting in a coffeeshop, air-conditioned, drinking iced cocoa. i'm absolutely, completely in love with this place, and i'm only half-scared to admit that.
things that are lovely here:
- our GIGANTIC beautiful apartment, wood floors, huge windows, gas stove, so many cabinets and closets, amazing hotel room shower, new mattress
- enchanting farmer's market by the river
- sunset
- less than 20 minute walk from pizza, coffee, italian food, ice cream stand, grocery, bead store!, breakfast places, bookstore, library, park, etc. etc. etc....
- quiet quiet neighborhood
- huge huge blue sky
things that are not lovely:
- being unemployed
- highs above 90 all week
so, who's coming to visit me first?
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| Monday, May 25th, 2009
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9:34 am
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i don't post here anymore, but it seems like this morning would be a good one.
we're having a renaissance of sorts, in all the good ways. we drove out to missoula this weekend to look at apartments, and i think i fell in love -- with both the city and its surroundings, with the built-in glass door cabinets in the hardwood floor living room, with its huge windows and more storage space than we'll know what to do with, its TWO (2!) bedrooms so we can spread out and work, its proximity to everything which is not up- or down-hill from anything. just cross a river. proximity includes a farmer's market, a super sweet ice cream stand, and this.
coming back here i feel so much better, impatient to move but so much more relaxed and in control and hopeful. i think i (we) get into routines here that we need to break out of. all those times i said i would start reading more, running, walking, planting things, sewing and creating, cleaning, cooking more -- i think i mean it this time. i think a new place will mean a new start for me (us). i even want to write. ...but i need to find a job first.
but, the mountains, the river. the wildlife!
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| Tuesday, March 18th, 2008
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12:34 pm
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all weekend i was like, auuuggghhhh, this paper is so incredibly boring to write, ahhhhhh, click tv on, stalk friends on the internet, crunch crunch lots of cookys and jelly beans. well, the jelly beans didn't crunch.
so today i was like, okay, need to get work done, as it's due tomorrow and i still have two finals to study for and exams to grade.
so i came to the library and i've been working for two hours. i've managed to get three of the four parts done, which is much better than where i was yesterday -- had basically started all the sections and couldn't get going on any of them. but this is seriously, literally, the most boring paper i've ever had to write, and i want to poke my eyes out with my pencil and i'm so tired of this!
yeah, then i remembered that i could get internet in the library with the wireless and, oh, the library isn't a productive place for me to be either. what now?! i've never procrastinated this badly, on anything, i don't think -- what's happened to me?
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| Wednesday, January 30th, 2008
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6:07 pm
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| Sunday, December 9th, 2007
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7:43 pm - i was lonely today, so...
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it's certainly been a long time since i posted here. i think right now, so close to the end of the most serious quarter of school i've had since slc, i'm missing the community-conference-paper-writing atmosphere we used to have during the last week or two. i went to school today to work in my office because i can't get work done at home (i watch tv) and there was no one around. which is what i wanted, because it was so quiet and nice and i basically had the whole wing to myself, but...i felt alone too. i miss when we used to post our to-do lists on here, and cross things out...i have my facebook status, but it's not quite the same. why? IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT LOOKING AT IT, GO LOOK AT IT.
my big big phono paper is due tuesday at 5, my sanskrit exam is wednesday morning at 830, and my less big syntax paper is due wednesday at 5. then i have to grade my students' exams and turn in their grades. and THEN i'll be done, and can christmas shop, and pack, and go home on monday. hoping for snow.
i'm also sad that i will not be making it to the east coast before the cooky party this year. i don't know if i'll make it down to ny at all, because of my dad's trip etc. we'll see. i haven't actually been invited, really, but i suspect i'd be welcome. truth?
stupidly, it just occurred to me yesterday that the topic i finally picked for my thesis and have done a bunch of work on, might not be a possible topic for me based on area restrictions for my degree. stupid, that i did not think before, that for a romance linguistics degree i might have to write a thesis on romance linguistics. i think it's my slc upbringing.
also, we have pretty red beer and homemade toffee in the fridge, one room of the apartment is pretty well heated, and she's having me teach her french. i love.
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| Tuesday, August 14th, 2007
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8:22 am - you could cry, or die, or just make pies all day.
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i'm posting mostly because i haven't in a while and i have a paper to finish up and a presentation to put together today and tomorrow, ick. the topic is kind of something i'm excited about, i guess, as excited as i can get about second language acquisition, and pretty personalized to what i'm studying here otherwise. i'm writing a proposal to do a study that tests whether or not lessons in historical sound change processes in french at the beginning level can help students process the rules of pronunciation. i.e., if you explain to students why (historically) certain letters are written but not pronounced and explain the processes that caused them to be silent, as opposed to just saying that they're silent and hoping they'll memorize it, will they have a better grasp of the rules? i think i've learned that in this field, even if you don't totally buy into an idea, as long as you stick with it and back it up with evidence, you can write a paper claiming just about anything. not that i think my paper is unfounded; i really like the idea and it's one that has only started to be investigated in sla so it could be a really good thesis topic, but i'm not sure about the probability of the study actually working out the way i want it to. somehow that doesn't matter to anyone. and i think that's why i want to go do something else instead.
i had a dream last night that i was teaching french to another french teacher from school, only he was drunk in class and trying to hit on me. what do you think that means??? maybe it just means there's too much french in my life. tonight is my last class with brody, which i actually will be sad about, as we had a pretty good run and he's improved so much over the summer and we actually get along really well as friends, which is a nice change. i think i just don't have many friends here so in a way, i take what i can get. but it worked out well.
i spent the night before last having dreams about quilt patterns. they were being pieced together and pulled apart and everything was white. i'm planning on spending some time while i'm home (in one week? ack) starting a new quilt, i think we've picked this pattern partially because what i have to work with is a lot of scraps left over from the various sewing, quilting, craft projects of my mother's life and i'd like to make them into something beautiful and not just throw them away or in a dresser drawer somewhere to be forgotten. also, the pattern poster's name is marcia. (though my mother would never in a million years have her own website, even if it was for something like quilt patterns.) i'm planning on bringing the material back here with me to cut out and maybe when it's all ready to be pieced and if i'm still not bored, i'll buy a cheap sewing machine here. i think it will be right to be starting it now -- it will be one year on sunday and her birthday will be soon too. sometimes i don't think about it at all; sometimes she's in every dream i have for a week.
otherwise, not so excited about going home for a week. my dad's just been so strange this past six months, which is to be expected, and i won't argue with him about it, but what i was jokingly calling a mid-life crisis before actually is one now, in really stereotypical ways. he just bought a bright red bmw convertible. (the only good angle i can see to this is that it's almost ten years old, if it was brand-new i think i would pretend it wasn't even there.) anyway, he's going to be working a lot while i'm home for the most part, and my brother will only be home for a day after i get there before he heads back to school, completely not my fault. saving grace will be visiting kerrilee and melissa and ashleigh for a day; sara, i suppose you have to work and philadelphia is far, but if you happen to be on break then and can come up to the city for a day, i'd love to see you too (aug 29). then back here for a couple of weeks before ta orientation, and the ta teaching and learning conference also, for which i got nominated by my boss to be a workshop presenter this year (and you get paid...not much, but probably between $80-120, and it will look good on my resume).
miraculously i've been reading this month; i just finished east of eden by steinbeck and atwood's alias grace, both of which were good but kind of haunting or disturbing. my next plan is gone with the wind, wuthering heights, maybe christy even though i've read it many times before. but what i really need to get cracking on is the undergraduate syntax text before syntactic theory starts in october. ack. it would be stupid not to start that soon...will also be starting to look at, what i will next do with my life, i know i will not stay here in the ling dept. but i am going to apply to the uw's MATESOL program, kind of a back up to stay an extra year. otherwise...a couple of phd programs in the northeast (this comes with staggeringly giant question marks attached) and i think i will also apply to a couple of jobs like what kathleen had at cyo last year, the tutoring center i'm going to volunteer at has a couple of americorps positions open every year, and the refugee women's alliance down in kind of the same area of the city has jobs open periodically for teachers and program coordinators. really, i just don't know, so i think i will apply for a bunch of completely different things and see what comes up. i may have written all this before.
heading down to portland on friday with cheryl to look at apartments for her (cheryl is in town!!! i'm so excited to have such an old good friend so close by again, even if she is in portland, it's three hours away and she has a boy in seattle so i will be sure to see her so much more than when she was in florida!!!) and will hopefully be seeing amanda and sonia this week when amanda's in town for family stuff. kerry's gone again this week for work, her current job ends at the end of september and she is looking for jobs at small presses, bookstores, or publishing internships. i'm hoping that she will get something amazing and good for her with somewhat normaller hours than what she has right now, and with no camping in skykomish for days on end, like now. you know how sometimes it gets so familiar that you forget what it was like to really need a presence? we feel very much in love lately; i guess that's because we are. <3.
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| Thursday, August 9th, 2007
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12:28 pm - timshel.
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| Thursday, May 31st, 2007
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8:09 am - procrastination...
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http://www.womenofuw.com/ i just have one thing to say: ick.
that's a lie. i have more than one thing.
- i'm not doing my homework even though i should be, i basically have three papers due mid next week and they're never going to get done.
- we have visitors - erin and leeann are here for a gene therapy conference and are staying with us. we're going to rent canoes.
- i got a second (small) job yesterday, tutoring some business man in french, two nights a week downtown. they pay $23/hr, which i can't really complin about.
- i have a meeting with the advisor for the MATESOL program today. i feel like i'm cheating on linguistics, wanting to change programs, can you just finish a master's degree in something you didn't start out in? and i'm not sure how possible it is to just 'switch' departments. i guess that's why we're meeting. i have no idea what i want to come of it.
- the refugee women's alliance has a part-time job posted for a youth specialist at their bilingual orientation center, which would basically be working in / in charge of their after-school tutoring and college bound programs. that's exactly the job i want. but it's in south seattle and i already have one and a half summer jobs. hm.
- the real job i actually have will start june 18th, teaching all of french 101 and 102 in six weeks. why anyone would want to learn french this way, i have no clue. basically instead of having a week to do a chapter, you have about four and a half hours. which works out in terms of hours/week, but not in terms of...actually learning anything.
- i need some yoga in my life. everything makes me tense.
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| Sunday, May 13th, 2007
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11:16 am - pale wildwood flower. this will be long, cut.
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the girl went home for this weekend. she's coming back this afternoon. being home alone was weird. thursday and friday i was at school all day, so it was only yesterday and today that really felt strange, although weekday evenings alone are pretty strange too. so i've spent the weekend downloading and watching episodes of gilmore girls -- i've been obsessed since i found out that the series finale is next tuesday and then it will be over forever. ( more talk about gilmore girls and on how i shouldn't be able to really talk this much about a tv show. also, on stealing. )
i went shopping yesterday morning -- i don't have any money but it had been a while since i'd been shopping for myself and a much, much longer while since i felt like i could go to a store and try things on and be happy about the way they looked on me. ( lengthy, self-centered description of how i'm happy that i've lost some weight this year. )
so i'm working on my final paper for phonology, and yesterday updated and sent out my resume to the washington academy of languages, where they teach adult french classes in the evenings, and i need another job for the summer besides just teaching at uw. i keep getting sucked into searching for jobs with refugee resettlement programs in seattle, but as much as i loved the work i did last summer, it isn't a viable option for me right now. i guess this is partially what i meant in my last entry about school being trivial. ( another lengthy description, this time of what i want to do with my life and why i'm afraid to take the next logical step. )
also, my dad and brother plus two will be here on thursday, and i'm freaking out. or, i'm ignoring it and planning to freak out later.
the rest of the day consists of finishing my paper proposal, cleaning up the damn mess i've left all over being here alone, making soup and bread for dinner, picking up the girl at the airport...shower, laundry, water plants. (package up some mail to send out!!!)
i straightened my hair on friday because i was bored and wanted to see if it was dry enough outside yet for it to stay straight...every time i straighten my hair i have a dream that i then wash it out but it stays straight when it's dry, and i've ruined my curly hair forever.
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| Wednesday, April 25th, 2007
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8:36 am - a p.s.
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i think i'm aching for something. i don't know what it is, but it makes me feel like school, especially today, is the most trivial thing i could possibly do. i don't know what this means.
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| Tuesday, April 24th, 2007
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9:47 am
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last night i kind of wanted to update and didn't because i was reading about west african grebo in order to find a paper topic fror phonology. now i guess i'm updating because...well, i should still be reading to find a paper topic, and i should be studying for my midterm today (god. that still sounds so weird). i'm despairing a little, mostly because everything i want to study these days is considered a dead end by most people currently in the field. sweet, huh? so i'm thinking of forgetting how much i love french and latin and defaulting to west african language study. i found some interesting articles on vernacular liberian english, the dialect most of my kids from the summer spoke before they came here. i've been told that my thesis doesn't have to necessarily be very related to whatever research i end up doing for the rest of my life (in a phd program, which is a big if, right now) but i don't know how i feel about that.
i had a busy weekend, first the ZOO with a giant group of fr 103 students which was actually pretty awesome even though when the idea was proposed i was like, they're 20 year olds, not middle schoolers. but it was extra credit and the kids that decided to go were really kind of into it, that is, until the trip took an hour longer than planned...even my two students who are most chronically late to class, and many days do not show up at all, were there on time, at 10h30 on a saturday morning. j'étais impressionnée. most of them were actually interested and asked questions, which made it better than taking middle schoolers to the zoo because they did not run away and hide in bushes or try to throw things over fences (not that i had this exact experience last summer). then k and i went to the giant friends of the seattle library book sale at magnuson park and i found some excellent items, including an old french/modern french text of la chanson de roland, sarraute's les fruits d'or, duras' l'amant, an arsène lupin book, an old english/modern english text of the canterbury tales, and arnold's latin prose compisition (old! 1929)...for about seven dollars total. sometimes i really love books.
sunday we hiked up rattlesnake ridge. ( some pictures of mt. sai and, snoqualmie? )
it was not a hard or long hike which i was happy about, as i haven't been hiking that much in my life and not recently either, but the view was beautiful and made me want to hike more, get out of the city more often. i was amazed by how quiet the air around the trail was -- i guess i don't notice all the background noise of the city until i'm not in it anymore, but it felt impossibly still. by the way, i'm posting these pictures to encourage / lure any of you to come visit me this summer...
the exciting event of the week was the fact that i, for the second time in my life, spilled a whole lot of liquid into my laptop. this time, it had honey in it. i got it back up and running though, unlike last time, which is pretty lucky. the keyboard and mouse are pretty sticky though, and therefore really screwed up, so i had to unplug the original keyboard and and am using external ones, which is inconvenient but not as inconvenient as, say, losing all my files and not having a computer. depending on how well i get paid this summer, i might buy a new one in the next few months, as this one is about eight years old at this point as has served me well. but sometimes, i feel like a jerk complaining about how poor i am, and then planning things like 'buy new laptop'.
i've been meaning to send out some mail to some important people in my life, hopefully i will get to that this weekend. right now, must get ready for school and then walk in the rain a bit.
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| Tuesday, April 10th, 2007
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5:14 pm
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4:57 pm - i haven't updated in almost three months.
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it's been spring here for, incredibly, about three weeks. everything in this city blooms when the sun comes out; i walk down my street and most trees have flowers on them, and in early april no less. we started a collection of plants this past weekend on a makeshift table in the bedroom under the sunniest window. we went to home depot to buy pots and soil for them on sunday, now we have basil, oregano, tarragon, cilantro, chives, and beet and shallot seedlings. i'm in love love love with the green in our apartment. in other botanical news, we went up north last saturday (a town called mount vernon...!) to see the tulip farms in bloom before they're all cut down. i will maybe post a picture because i did not imagine anything as crazy as they actually were.
classes are not great this quarter. i'm taking intro to morphology which is taught with this textbook that i'm sure was written for middle-schoolers and taught by a professor who i think is great personally but has to be the most boring, droning, tangential speaker i've ever heard. he's also teaching another class i'm taking, the history of the french language, which is only today starting to get better. phonology II is actually great though, and maybe just by default as the only challenging class i'm taking, but it's super technical, very theoretical and dense material and i'm still getting [most of] it, which i'm really proud of. i'm starting to think that historical phonology could be in my masters-thesis-related future. but it still feels like i'm in an undergraduate level program that offers a couple of upper-level courses and awards a master's degree for just a little bit of extra work, which is not what i signed up for and makes me turned off to the idea of continuing in a phd program, at least right away. but mmmm, optimality theory.
i feel like my eating habits have gotten horrendous lately. i think most of what i've eaten since the end of last week is bread products and easter candy (kerry's mom and my dad each sent us an easter box last week). i'm walking to school again though, half an hour each way, so i feel okay about it for now.
my french class is okay this quarter...nobody wants to hear me bitch about how much i hate the textbook and the method, but really it's the students that drive me crazy. i bend over backward to help them out, make exceptions, go over and over things, and make sure every bit of info they need for anything is available in multiple ways so there is no excuse for not knowing anything. and yet they still have excuses, for why they missed something on the test, for why they didn't hand in homework, for why they didn't show up to class four days in a row. i suppose when i've been doing this for longer, i'll get used to it and not let it get to me so much. but i don't want to just teach for the money and not care, either. i'm going to be teaching over the summer for six weeks, twenty weeks of material in six should be interesting. BUT i hear you get paid the same amount in six weeks as you would for twenty during the year, becaue you're covering the same amount of material, so that could be pretty sweet.
aside from teaching in a crappy room without a whiteboard, i'm excited for summer, for camping and seeing mountains and rainforest, for visitors, for california and oregon and british columbia...growing tomatoes in the back yard, evening walks, open windows, reading real books...maybe i'll actually get some things onto paper too, all these things that are sort of pushing around in my head but won't come out as poetry, scraps and phrases.
3-6-07
Today, I put the sugar bowl in the fridge.
I re-wired a lamp with a yellow cord, took
books from the library that I only partially
intend to read, and watched court TV. I begged
the blast of warm March air to come inside,
threw open the windows and doors. I looked
at old photos of my mother, sixth grade, ninth,
then spoke of her in the past tense without once
referring to her by name. I scrubbed
the kitchen counters clean.
4/10/07
I fail to see how
a mountain
could become a fact of life, like
a discarded cigarette on the sidewalk
or the fact that April comes, every year.
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| Monday, January 15th, 2007
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8:24 am
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it's true; i only update this when kerry is not around on my days off. i have mlk day off so i slept til eight and looked at sunrise light over the montlake bridge and made tea.
i've been having weird homesick dreams that i don't want to talk about out loud because they'll make me start crying. dreams about my mother being airlifted out of our house to the hospital, about my dad knowing she would never come home again, dreams about my grandparents' old house on cross road, the steps down to the basement, the swing in the backyard. i'm starting to want to write again but i worry it will all come out like this: just a list, no details, and it won't mean anything to anyone else. (does it have to? sometimes i think no, but i remember what got torn apart in poetry workshops i took and i shrink back inside myself.)
i'm feeling very disorganized with regards to my teaching this quarter so far -- i feel like i don't know what i'm doing, even though that's not entirely true because i did this last quarter...the issue is that i got stuck with most of the transfer students who didn't take 101 at the uw with us last quarter, so they're both entirely unused to the unusual teaching method, new textbook, and rules of the course, and that they're all at different places in their learning (i.e. we did the past tense last quarter, but most of them haven't ever had it). no one warned me this would be the case in the winter quarter, and it's pretty much just my section, so i just have to deal with it on my own. so i have to simultaneously manage to reteach all the major grammar points of last quarter and still fit in the ten days' worth of material built in to the textbook that's supposed to fit into seven classes.
also, the fan in my laptop died again and i know it's time to replace the computer all together but i absolutely can't afford it and i turned down the idea of a new computer from my dad for my birthday because i felt it wasn't necessary.
mm, also, i had a pretty depressing conversation with jonathan clare the other day about the state of the linguistics dept. and am kind of starting to feel like i should hurry up and get out of here. there seems to be a huge discrepancy between the courses they claim to offer and the courses they actually offer on a regular basis. obviously they offer all the computational ling courses all the time because it's an up and coming field, but any of the courses i would want to take are offered once a year at best, and the one real expert in historical indo-european, romance, and morphology is retiring after the spring quarter and i could be left without a thesis advisor who really knows the field i want to work in. i told kerry the other day, flipping through a book called the roots of english in a lunch cafe in port townsend, that i thought i might just be too late for what i want to study; it's all been done and there's very little left to do for anyone crazy enough to want to study it now. when i said this out loud, i sounded sadder than i expected to. the thing is though, i'm enjoying being here -- it's just that i feel like i'm waiting for the good stuff to come around, i'm taking classes that are not spectacularly interesting or well-done in order to get to the good ones -- but what if i never get to take really great ones? jonathan said that he's taken a lot of courses he's not particularly interested in just to fill up space waiting for his requirements to be filled and for good courses to be offered, but sometimes they never`are. so i wonder if this is a fault of the uw or of grad school programs in linguistics in general, and if i'm wasting my time. at least i'm not wasting much money doing this.
today i'm going to: clean the apartment a little? try to cover over some of our windows with plastic sheets to keep the apartment a little warmer (we had a huge crying fight about this yesterday, for only all of the same old reasons). maybe go to the craft store in ballard to buy yarn for a new hat, since i have a day off and a car. do homework reading in introduction to phonology and the history of the romance languages and organize for class this week. maybe go running for the first time since...june? maybe.
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| Tuesday, January 2nd, 2007
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| Monday, December 11th, 2006
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7:40 am
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i decided on a picture post because i've been meaning to put up some beautiful photos before going home to miss seattle for three weeks. i leave tonight at 1 am.
(these pictures were all taken in extraordinarily beautiful weather. don't think everything you've heard about seattle weather is wrong because of them.)
( i'd still like to see a sunset in gig harbor )
it's a good thing i'm in love with this city...
my exams are all graded, grades ready to turn in...had one student not show up for the final, and hasn't contacted me at all. it shouldn't surprise me from this particular kid, but i cant imagine. will spend the morning writing phonological rules, finishing my transcriptions, running errands. will make pizza dough and cookys for dinner with the girl tonight. will clean. will shower, will enjoy our little christmas tree, will wait for her to come home.
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| Wednesday, December 6th, 2006
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it's been a weird week. this weekend k and i drove up to bellingham where they got all the crazy snow a couple of weeks ago. it's a really cute little town by the water that reminds me a little of bronxville or skaneateles, bigger, but with all the little shops and cafes and no parking...it was really nice to get out of the city, to drive up the coast on a semi clear day, to eat really good mushroom soup on the second floor of a bookstore on a hill with a view of the water and the san juan islands, canada across the way. we went into two pottery shops with things i can't afford. it made me sad because all i do is think about the beautiful things i would make for us if i had access to a wheel and a kiln. by all the beautiful things, i mostly mean, all the mugs. we bought a box of christmas cards with a funny little dog and his snowdog on them. we're very domestic and kind of like a little 2 person family. i'm in love with our life right now, even though the apartment is cold and damp.
monday i had my choir concert dress rehearsal and the actual concert, and didn't get home until after 9 pm. it was weird, and nice, to perform in a chorus again, and it mostly just made me really miss chorale which is stupid because it was so long ago. the choir i was in was the generic no audition undergraduate choir, so it was a little less challenging and interesting than i was used to / wanted. so i decided i wasn't going to stay in it next quarter. but i'm getting the opportunity to audition for the university chorale tomorrow...i definitely haven't auditioned for anything in years, so i'm a little nervous, but i figure i have nothing to lose -- if i get in, i would love singing with this choir, and if i don't, my schedule won't be really crazy and i would actually have time to do work. i have to sight read, and i don't know if i remember how...
i cleaned our apartment like CRAZY today. it really needed it, and i had an excuse: we're having a dinner guest. andy, the boy who lives upstairs. he has a scraggly beard and it's nice to be friends with boys. although, he came down last night to tell us he could come have dinner with us tonight, and we were super lame and in our pajamas and clearly in bed watching tv at 8:30. (p.s. my dad bought us cable for a few months for christmas. how sweet is it? very.)
i'm so happy that i finished my awful teaching methods paper (about half an hour ago!). it was basically, write what you've learned from this class, for 8-10 pages. and it was all bullshit, oh well. now i just have my phonetics paper, and i have to take care of grading compositions, quizzes, and the finals for my class, then i'm done. with my first quarter of grad school. i worry about how easy this has been. am going home tuesday. going to visit the bronxville kids the following saturday for a couple of days, which will be very good for me (and hopefully for them too). i miss having real good friends. and, cookys.
i have pictures to post soon.
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| Monday, November 27th, 2006
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if you check out seattle on weather.com, the forecast title links say things like "learn how to layer" and "grab your snowshoes". even though it's apparentely 36 degrees out right now and all the snow is melted. last night when i got into the airport it was snowing. i was in upstate new york for three days and it was 50 and sunny the whole time. sometimes, i love this city because it's always busy surprising me. forecasting "one to three inches of slushy accumulation" for today, tomorrow...
i was happy to be home, in some ways. now i'm happy to be home here. hoping for more snow. even it's slushy accumulation.
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| Wednesday, November 15th, 2006
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6:14 pm - from cascades to puget sound.
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it's been pouring all day long. i've been listening to the postal service for a couple of hours now, i'm not sure if it's fitting the way i feel or making me more depressed. i finally freaked out about going home (one week from today). i also kind of freaked out because ashleigh posted about her hanukkah party on the 15th, and i hadn't realized that was the start of hanukkah. now i don't know if i should leave my dad to come to new york when 1) i've only been home for two days and 2) it's the first night of hanukkah. it's not like we ever do anything, light candles, but. god. i'm going to do so much crying at home in the next month. i'm kind of worried that i'll go home next week and then have to come back here and. fall apart. i've been holding it together so well the last couple of months. and i know i need to deal with it at some point, but does it have to be now...
one of my students friended me on facebook. he kind of follows me around after class sometimes, so i added him back, because he's a nice kid, but took my phone number, address, link to this off my facebook profile first. also, there's an oldish man who audits my class who is an artist and an art historian. today he brought me a super nicely printed art book with prints of his paintings etc. that he wants me to buy. and also a drawing. of my face. 'give this drawing to your husband. or your boyfriend. maybe you wil buy my book? take it home today, you can bring me money tomorrow.' blinks. is it okay that i'm uncomfortable with this?
i'm gotten addicted to sudoku on usatoday.com. but right now i'm oing a crossword and --> to leer at someone means to look at them lustfully? i always thought it meant to make fun of them.
waiting for the girl. it's falafel night, which will help. and in an hour, a laser light show from the top of the space needle that we'll be able to see if we walk down the street to the bridge.
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