The 33rd Alaskan Folk Fest

That would be the reason why my string of blogging every weekend was broken. That and the fact that I didn't work at Perseverance last weekend. But those two reasons went hand in hand.
I had such an amazing time at this folk fest, it was just fantastic. It's also so hard to describe. The general cheery attitude of the town, the jamming of musicians all over, and the never ending party in the alaskan hotel are three things that made me happy. I took as full advantage of it as I could, since I had to work some night shifts during the fest. I listened on the radio, (another fantastic element of the dealie is that you can hear it anywhere on the internet radio, which my parents on the east coast were happy to do, and my homesick friend in new zealand was able to do last year)
I went to the dances, and worked the mutha out! That is such a good venue to get your dance on, and boy did I get my dance on... but good. And I went to the hotel every night, with varying results. hahah. No, I kid- every single night I enjoyed the hell out of myself. It was truly truly truly one of the best couple of days in my life, even though I racked up a vicious sleep debt to enjoy it. I went home from the hotel a sample of three days, at 7am, 11am, and 6:30am. And the band kepta rolling all night long. What I feed off of in those beautiful old halls, beyond cheap watery beer and grabbing cute anonymous bluegrass bum, is the absolute passion of the musicians, who just keep on jamming in corners, in bedrooms, on sidewalks, on rooftop, until their fingers are literally bleeding, their backs aching, and they need a nap before they can do it all again the next day. Which they will, in the morning, get a bloody mary for breakfast, maybe go snowboarding during the day, and then do it once more with as much enthusiasm. And I love that. I love how joyously they do it, and what a good time there is to be had. Thus far the only way I've particpated in the scene with such fervor, is as a dancer, which I will surely keep doing, but do I now take part in a new way? Read to the next post and find out!

*Additional observation before the next post: There did seem to be a greater number of "fans" than musicians this year- which is the first time I have ever witnessed that... it wasn't necesarily bad, just different...
*2nd additional observation: There is no real reason for breaking this post into two, other than I felt like it.

It has become abundantly clear to me

I wear plastic latex gloves at Full Circle. I wear plastic latex gloves at Hope. It is clear that I must start wearing plastic latex gloves at Perseverance. How much creepier would it be if I was typing and answering the phone with gloves on? wait, that implies that it's already creepy. Which it's not.

I dyed easter eggs last night, thanks to carley bringing over the eggs and the dye and easter decorations from mama lowe. It was very nice. I created a hobo egg, and a few others that I was proud of- kirsa and carley created their own stunning contributions as well of course. We took pictures of them, perchance when I get home I can show you what they look like, before they suffer a deviled egg grave. (since kirsa is crazy for the d.eggs) ( I mean crazy yo.)

The headache didn't stop, so after the eggs I did enjoy the face full of pillow- and sleep as it turned out was the only cure for it. I feel cautiously head ache free this morning.

So now today, Woah! I was about to say it, but it should have been the first thing i said:

HAPPY EASTER!

some would say, Have you heard the good news? And then others would say, He has risen.
But that's kind of my year round line, so I don't really want to use it on Easter.... not that I use it in a blasphemeous sense or anything- it's just more unexpected the rest of the year. Anyway, so I went to work at 8 this morning, had an hour break and then came to work here- so now I'm just riding out the last 2 hours. Corin came by to visit, which was very nice- but then something he mentioned made me sad, so I'll just sad it out in the office for a little while, and then get out and enjoy this juneau moisture. And I do mean Enjoy.. beyond people being excited about snow leaving, or spring coming, I also really do like the rain being back... I think. I mean, at least it's like having someone get back into town.. I feel like "Hey mist and drizzle, how have you been?" I bet only the first hour of travel pictures and chat is exciting, and then you spend another half hour with just the two of you stirring your coffee around, until you can plausibly be all "Oh, I've got to go pick up my kid, but great to see you!" and you're both relieved.

Right?

Oh what a world we live in

Rufus Wainwright sang that, and I've gotta say- I feel you rufus, big time. What a world indeed... I'm not even sure what context I mean that in, but let's just say I mean it in several different ways, which is true. And we all like the truth.. or something along those lines. It really looks like having a job where I sit in front of a computer for hours is the way to keep me updating my blog! this has been like 3 weeks in a row, crazy. And once a week is probably good so I don't start whining too much. I feel like that's a recent development, like all at once last week I started complaining all the time, and I really hate to do that- so I've made a major effort to stop my groaning, even if people ask how I'm doing... the thing is- I don't think my life is that much harder than anyone else, far from it even- but I'm kind of in a bafflement because I think I must be really mismanaging my time or something- and I need to write everything I do down and then overhaul it- because it is seriously crazy... *that was dangerously close to whining, so I'll leave off*
Overall things have been going pretty well... this week was still pretty, and like spring always does, it seems like suddenly the snow has melted overnight, and there are all kinds of lawns and trees downtown that are making their presence known- not green yet, but the potential is there. Last night was Gallery walk, and so I first friday-ed all about the town... it's so nice to see people walking around everywhere, and I got to gallavant with johanna for the first time in a long time, which was a delight. There was good art as usual, and most especially I enjoyed seeing Rory's show, "Processim" at The Canvas.. Really awesome oil paintings, and I love the philosophy behind it, to look at the whole process rather than the finished product.. or put another way

"If both the keepers and the tossers were beautiful. If reducing the process to its result was not the acomplishment. If the entire creative process was the art instead of the art itself"

a little snippet there from the program/artist statement/whatever for the show- anway, definitely worth checking out- the green one and "The jester" were my fav-o-rites. What a talented little guy.
Johanna and I joined forces with Levi and Corin and went and checked out KTOO after that- a nice time, nice walking around weather yesterday.. there were some cool photos there, on the capital transit bus, and out the windows of the bus... that stuck my fancy, as I've always been enchanted with the blue lights during the night rides, and am a regular rider myself from time to time- OH! there was also another exhibit at KTOO of bear pictures that were too adorable, and quality as well. So to sum it up, before the exhibits are over, go check out KTOO, as well as The Canvas. After first friday I stuck myself like a bur or a seed that needed to travel into the long flowing locks of mr. fiehler, and went and saw TOMMY again. And no, that totally does not make 8 times, in case you're wondering...... it makes half that. Ha. It was a really good show- I thought the band was particularly rocking, and that deaf, dumb, and blind kid truly did play a mean pinball. Miss Rachel Landon, who portrayed Mrs. Walker really impressed last night, but she's always a great part of the show. As I sit here selling ticket after ticket, I warn you Juneau, see this show, or regret it all your days! (as you will if you miss any perseverance show, because they're all good) (except for the ones that aren't) (but they've been all good for so many in a row now, you've gotta catch them all, like pokemon back in the 90s)
Well Gee whiz, this post is just full of plugs, but I only recomend what I really like- so do listen.
anyway, I had a headache last night, and I did also have nearly half a bottle of wine, but I had a shower, ibpfofin, and half a vicodin this morning, and this headache seriously will not leave me alone... Zounds. I think I'm going to keep enjoying this "champagne of mangos" mango that I got in my box this week, and read the seagull for my last hour of work... a break and then more work elsewhere tonight... maybe a party in the valley... or maybe a face full of pillow if the headache doesn't stop. Until then....

And the train keeps rolling all night long

So, another weekend- which means another week is over, and it's actually Sunday, so this weekend is even over pretty much. It blows my mind how quickly time goes by, and it's a bit more tangible style relevant to me right now, because it means school is coming to a close and I have to decide what to do with my summer. How to make it all shake out, I don't know. It was a good weekend. Two absolutely gorgeous days, clear skies at day and night- apparently there were even some good lights out last night, but I didn't see them. I felt kind of bad sleeping in today instead of going outside, but the late night called for a late morning wake up time... and beyond that, getting to sleep in and actually have a weekend is such a novel thing to me that I don't mind just appreciating that... and I was actually appreciating the blue skies from my bed in between bouts of sleeping.
Last night was the $500 kareoke constest at the Rendevous, which was well deservedly won by Salissa. The whole pack of singers was extremely enjoyable though. Highlights included Cody and Zach taking "Footloose" to a whole new level, The Herminator owning "Bust a move", DCG's mastery of "wicked game", and Corin as usual stripping down to his underwear.
It was an especially nice time because it was such a convergence of people all out at the same time, people getting back into town, people who don't usually go out and so on. So all in all, a lovely night.
The pictures below are thanks to the beatiful Sara. As you can see for yourself, Jeff is quite the fancy pants dancer. PJ joined Kirsa and I in a very special version of "I think I love you" By the Partridge Family, delightful. Kirsa actually brought her camera out as well, so maybe later I'll put some more photos up.
As for now, I'm once again just enjoying the sun like a house cat would, and answering the phone occasionally... I was feeling the itch to see TOMMY again, even more so because I hear they've been rocking out and Corin is going to see it tonight, but I'll have to wait til next week because tonight is john leo's clown show, and i've got to go see that insteadsies.
that's all i got.

And Singing

There was dancing

I believe my own eyes

When I look at the moon and the sky. That's also the name of a song from TOMMY, which is why those words are floating about to a tune in my mind, but back to the sky.
I just came home a bit late after a good time had at a friends house- and I had to turn off Egan into old glacier on the way down town just so I could look at the moon and what it was doing to this cloud, illuminating it.. the first cloud strip of stretching on, hanging all the way down the channel and actually literally hugging the hills that crest just below the base of the bigger mountains on the douglas side of things, breathtaking! whist enjoyment of this was occuring I realized that there were stars too, but also because I have class of trig in 5 hours I had to keep driving down town.
When I got here, I parked the car and stood on the icy street for a bit to enjoy it more, and as I kept cycling through trees, cloud, moon, star, trees, cloud, moon, star, trees, cloud, moon, star! I looked back behind me and saw that the moon was also illuminating the avalanche path in a gorgeous way, and the snow against the dark was just striking. And all at once I felt like me standing there on the street, I was between the mountain and the moon hanging over the channel, and they were obviously having this silent very wise conversation.. and as soon as I felt that feeling of being the third person watching two other people talk, the presence of both just got more and more tangible, and so I said goodnight (secretly wishing I could just fly on the wall the two of them and watch them talk all night and they wouldn't get weirded out) and went inside. They're not the sort of people you can give the good night kiss on the cheek to, but the sentiment was definitely there.
and so, now class is in 3 hours and 40 minutes roughly, so I better get some shut eye. Wonder if the tests will be graded yet, I hope so! that's the most fun in a while ive had taking a math test, so i hope that bodes well. I watched goood night and good luck in history today, pretty good actually. ok, enough! love love!

What is mashed? What is potatoes? What is mashed potatoes? It's what I'm eating right now and it's really good. There are some organic leeks and garlic bits along for the ride and it is the lunch of the day. Lately the ol taters are what I crave the most when i get hungry, so im limiting it to an occasional thing so as not to let the tatoe famine part of my personality take over. I just took a shower which felt awesome after working this morning. I fell down uber hard on the ice this morning, got some of the street de-icing gravel stuck in my leg, but worst of all ripped the shin of my fav-o pants. So it goes. That's life when you're a me, and you fall down alot. But I like to think i fall well. If such a thing is possible. Then that is what i like to think. In any case, just got called to the other job early, so i better jet, which puts the nay no on swing dancing with daniel, which is too bad, because i was looking forward to it. :( Beggars can't be choosers in when they work though. However on the bright side it looks like im going to make rent this month!!! Goodness gracious, what's happened to me when that is an exciting event? I mean, this would be the first month that I didn't if i didn't, but still... and on the upside of that, $ or no $, I'm still a happy camper right now. I'll leave on that note with the intention of blogging again sometime soon, but later.

Sunning in my corner office

Ha, not really- I don't even have an office. Or a computer in a corner by the window, but that's where I'm currently sitting getting my box office on at Perseverance.. and it's completely delightful. The sun is making me a major fan, and with the lights off in the office and no one else arround it's the perfect saturday afternoon for me right now. (for being at a job) (well actually it's pretty good on it's own even) So, theoretically I might get my history paper written, which would be good, maybe some math homework- which would be even better.
I had a late-ish night last night out and about. It was Brady's birthday, and it was a really good time. I got a pretty good bruise on the shin from a sliding on my knees dance explosion that was more on the edge of the stage than the stage itself, but that was but a small part of all the dancing that took place. What with accidentally kicking a glass off the bar, seeing johanna out, and hanging out with Levi (and his amazing new sidekick of a car) I'd have to give the night an A.
This last week was the first one back after break, and im pretty ready to be done with the semester- but I don't know what I'm doing during the summer though, so it's good that we're not there yet. My math teacher, whom im quite fond of had a heart attack and is pretty good condition i believe in anchorage.. so we have a replacement right before this next test, and that part is not so good, although obviously having a heartattack is worse. I'm trying to finish up my paperwork for exchange in the spring of next year, i hope my disorganization and lateness in all that i do doesn't screw me over there. I'm supposed to work everynight this week at the new job, that should be quite the different experience. I should pedal my tandem bicycle to the metal and the mettle and study and work until the semster is over, but there is always something fun to do, and now that the smell and feel of spring is in the air, it's going to be a toughie.
So, I'd say all in all, things are good... and I'm a pretty happy little clam. Tonight I believe there is scheduled trio time, maybe even in black tie attire, so maybe I'll report back on that, until then I hope people everywhere are enjoying the beginnings of spring. (if you're somewhere where it's not spring, then I hope you're enjoying whatever you're beginning or ending)
I actually never really saw the value of spring when I was younger, but the older I get the more I appreciate it... nifty.

Back in the Full Circle Saddle?

So, here I am so behind the times again! I did go to whitehorse, I did have a fabulous time. The most important shout out, if I were the sort of person who gave those, would have to go to Mr. Heavner for being so compelling in his arguments for going, but it was a team effort and Kirsa and Adrienne are no slackers, believe you me- this post feels oddly ancient, and I have that weird sensation, kind of like in a dream, that I'm calling everyone by their not right name. Oh how strange.. how about tomorrow, I try super hard to post a short white horse round up- or not, so much time flies, and if i were to post catch ups than there would be no chance of me posting anything new on time... whatever... If you feel deprived check out kirshark.blogspot.com for good coverage and nice pictures, and then click over to matt's page, i think it's on the top of her links, for a couple of more dog pics.
All is well in the Juneau Kingdom.. another week gets past me all too soon- a math test coming up that I have to study, A bio and history test handed back already that were both satsifactory- and all in all, niceness in life.
I worked all day today at Full Circle, hence the title... and even though it was an oddly long day compared to past experience, it was still very enjoyable- this despite being nauseous and acidic in my tum, and sleepy in my brain... there is something that is just so enjoyable about moving boxes that are waxy and cool from refrigeration, covered with organic dirt... sorting sacks of tatoes, observing the nuances in different stages of yam rot.. it's a happy making sort of job, and the people there are just so nice and friendly and fun to work with, it really blows your mind a little.. nice to know such places exist- there was a bigwig up from seattle and we got free lunch at chan's kitchen, cherry on top of the day! AND it was seriously, one of the most beautiful days that I've seen in forever, triple cherry on top!!! sunshine, blue skies, makes me think my parents will get their customary non juneau weather when they come up to visit... which is soon, so I have that to look forward to as well!
To tuck all that in, I'm twitterpated- which is fun and yet distracting?
Lastly, I will bid a good evening with these two discoveries I made about veggies and fruits today-

Blue Potatoes: WOW!!! they are seriously blue and have an "awesome radial pattern like a starbursting" inside of them. I'm talking like purple holmes, check these out for real!
and Blood Oranges: Ok, so I'm late to this party, but who cares?! Delicious! And bloody! No, really just a lovely shade of juice that is ruby and that word for a shade of red that starts with a (c), damn, can't remember... anyway, check it out.
Both are: Colorful, Delicious, and Fun.

Ok, the last one was a lie, now i really will say goodnight- but also did you know today was fat tuesday and tomorrow starts lent?! What should I give up for 40 days? I don't know! I guess if I don't know what I should give up by instinct, then it might be a bit harder to stick to. I'll let you know if i pick something.
xo

Point me, in the direction of Albuquerque!!!

Because I need to go hoo-o-o-ome! That's a little lyric from a band called The Partridge Family. It's been stuck in my head all the day long. And other lyrics by the same band. Probably because I was listening to it in the car. So, Let's get to it people. Let's get to the nitty gritty. I am SO SO SO filled with anxious stress right now, once again motivated by that which I hate to do most, which is make decisions. I can't decide whether I should go to Whitehorse this weekend or not, and I need to know before 4am. Which is when we neeed to be on the wait list for the ferry, which is a mere technicality I'm sure- I really can't imagine them saying it's actually full. The purpose of this visit would be to go to the hotsprings, and watch the beginning of the Yukon Quest Dog race, from whitehorse to Fairbanks, which is a harder core version of the Iditarod- less famous, you know how we roll. This trip would be with Mrs. Adrienne March and Kirsa my less famous sister (hah! just kidding, that doesn't even make any sense) and we would get to enjoy such benefits as, The Ferry Ride, The chance to get out of Juneau for a bit, the roadtrippiness, the scenery, kicking it with Matt Heavner, the supercool physics instructor at UAS that I still haven't had any classes with, and yet think quite fondly of. He is a huge force in telling us to forget our responsibilites and just go, I think probably because he is so jazzed about going himself, but in either case- I do appreciate his enthusiasm, and with out it, I don't think the three of us would have cooked up this plan so far along. So now, "Alicia, (you say) why wouldn't you take an advantage like this trip?" It sounds like all good things right?

Well! What if I told you that Katie White and Lou Logan's combined birthday party this year was a wild kingdom dress as your favorite animal party?! And that I was supposed to perform in the bump and grind as part of a choregraphed trio dancing to "Love will Keep us together" by Capt. and Tenille? And that I was supposed to speak in support of the Theatre program in an effort to get a Major here at UAS- and that those respective events were happening Saturday, Friday, and Friday? And what if I told you that I would be missing the Fungi lab on friday afternoon, as well as two morning classes on friday, as well as a Saturday morning class? making it a grand total of three classes and one lab missed?!? Maybe I should go a bit further and tell you that after Matt used his brainwashing ability on me and talked me into saying I was going, that I went to talk to my dawg K-money and his advice was to call Dave Tallmon, biology teacher extraordinaire, as well as the leader of the potentially absent lab, at his home. What If I went further still and told you that I did call him, and his advice was to "Follow your conscience" and "Do what you think is right" and such other helpful tidbits... he then went on to say that he knew what he would do, but there was no point in telling me, because that shouldn't influence my decision. Thanks Dave! No thanks! no, really, real thanks.. even though it wasn't helpful in the least, it was another step in the decision making process. The final guess what else?! is a bit more cloudy in purpose and has neither a greater amount of substance or style (that doesn't make any sense I know) and is that I was hoping to hang out with someone in particular this weekend, because I have a bit of a crush... but we'll leave that at that.

So where does that leave me? Hanging in the balance, weighing missed social engagements, the responsibility of being a student, and a boy against the idea that you never really regret going places in my experience, and road trips are always fun, and seeing nature and being all thoughtful is usually a good life thing.

I went to a little study session at campus, freaked out a bit, and then thankfully Peter reminded me there was contact improv tonight! So, downtown I did travel, and it was everything I had hoped it would be and more. As always. Seriously people, contact contact improv!!! There is nothing better. Afterwards I felt the warm glow you can only feel after such activity, and was also happy having had a mini reunion of clowns, and got more advice from more people, although unfortunately I don't seem to have anyone that I've asked yet, who can tell me why they are the end all be all in advice giving.

And So, Here I sit. It is 11- I have to be at the ferry in five hours if I'm going. And who wants to be tired on the Ferry ride? Not this guy. If I'm going. I have to pack. If I'm going. I have to get penguin costume makings. If I'm not going.

Decisions, decisions, I am so not good at making you. This must be the biggest proof that I'm still not a big kid. I think you have to stop wanting people to make choices for you in order to count as a grown up. In which case I definitely don't. I realized I did have an end all be all in advice giving, and called home- hahah. But unfortunately dear parents in WV are sleeping, sweetly I hope. But maybe I am a grown up, and I'm just a crackpot who'll always be indecisive, hopefully not crippingly to my life, friends or loved one, or productivity in society. But I do rememebr now that I think about it, a whole bunch of mundane decisions that I could take forever to make, and then my dad said "Oh, yeah. You are crazy I guess". But for now I'm just going to think that maybe someday I'll grow into some decision making muscles. I hope so.
Is this thing on????

Maybe I'm crazy

As kirsa just said. And then maybe I'm not- I just went to the JUMP (juneau underground motion picture) Society film show this evening. Some really cute stuff. I was in one of the films, "fruitcake of joy" to be specific. It was a fun to film and it got its laughs tonight. I must admit I was really disappointed in myself for not getting on top of my game enough to have a film of our own playing, but there's always next time I guess. And we do seem to be on a roll a little in terms of gaining steam on this project that we're in the writing phase. Wow, I seem to be very all over the place from sentence to sentence right now. I took the bus again today, that really seems to make me happy. OOh! Happy making #1 though would be the weather we've been having the last couple of days, Jesus Christ! Well im actually in the middle of a crazy weekend, and now im being asked to leave the house, as i write here- so more soon!

I mean, Come! On!

Seriously people, For the love of all that is good- Please, why must people talk and be loud and disrepectful and generally like animals that should be firebombed? I was in Trig this morning and finally someone yelled over the roar "Can you not talk during the entire class please?" to the most obnoxious leader in talking, and they did. It was really competing with the teacher teaching.. I just hate some of the kids at school sometimes, but I guess I should really hate the public school system that created them... and I do, oh I do! It's just amazing how old these people can make you feel, because they continue to act like toddlers who don't have a choice over whether to be in school or not.. and rotten evil toddlers at that.... But not to be too negative or cynical- toddlers are good right?
I just got back from Clown Camp- this was my second time, and it was delightfully restorative just as before. Really Wonderful, truly. It was incredibly beautiful this Saturday as well, blue skies and sun, and what better way to enjoy than to wander around outside in the woods blindfolded with a clown nose on? Answer: None!
But in anycase the transistion back to the "real world" is tiring, (but good) and so I'm going to call it a night.

Abraham Lincoln

was not that attractive actually. I saw a picture the other day where he was straight up u-g-l-y, and he totally did NOT have an alibi. I'm just saying is all, that I don't think his personality would have made up for it either, Therefore the conclusion is I would totally not hit that. Thanks to History 132 for helping to lead me to make that bold decision, though if we get nitpicky with it, I did hear that he a was a sickly kind of guy, and probably in pain a lot of the time, and so I feel pretty bad about that.. my apologies, linclinc. Anyway, that plus seeing a lot of him has somehow inspired me to use him a point of reference for my current love life, and I am currently writing a song, called Abraham Lincoln to address recent situations that may not have turned out to my advantage.
In other news, my brother turned 23 yesterday, can't really wrap my head around that one too well. We went out after he got done with Question of Mercy, now playing on the second stage at the theatre, definitely go check it out, and I saw the Rory show- which was fantastic of course, check him out at northern light again sometime after TOMMY closes. Anyway, good times, good people, glad to see him and Ericka back in town.. Overall it was a really nice night. More soon, we'll be back in touch with the internet on tuesday in our house, and that will be good.

If I only could...

What? I don't know- that title doesn't really refer to anything in specific... there's lots I'm sure that I would do if I only could, but who wants to go into it? not this guy.
I'm sitting here sniffling and snorting, sounding much like bear the dog when he's happy, only I'm not overly excited about being a phlegmish factory of sorethroatdom- but so it goes.. in brighter news- I went to see the opening of Raven Odyssey on saturday night, J. Herrmann awesome person extroidinare hooked up some awesome tickets, and awesome levi kept me company, and the show was just awesome- So I was pretty much surrounded by awesomeness.
No, seriously, the show was fantastic. It's funny, it's serious, it's touching, and it's really just full of great stories. I did not expect to enjoy it as much as I did at all.. I totally want to see it again. Jake Waid who plays the title character of Raven is amazing in it. He really has a touch of something, and is very very funny. I was filling the theatre with my distinctive (I guess) laugh all through out the first act, because I was congratulating another one of the actors after the show and they said they could hear where I was sitting because of it. Not to let Jake steal all the glory, the rest of the cast is very enjoyable as well. Kalani something or other is an out of towner who is very enjoyable as well, Alan, all of them! I don't know how this turned into a quasi review with some names sprinkled in, but if anyone in juneau reads this and hasn't seen the show, I give it my total recomendation.
I went to a going away party for someone after the show, that was fun. It evolved into another party, with the bonus addition of a super duper fun friend being in from out of town, actually lots of fun people being in town, and it turned out to be one of the most most fun nights I've had recently. Truly a good time, and I love when that happens.
The snow continues, and I'm still enjoying it very much. I found an apartment downtown, and so though I'm sad to be saying goodbye to the fritz cove house I loved so well, I'm very excited about moving downtown, and living with Kirsa and Corin again.
I guess there is a lot more I could say, this started out being a post about monopoly jr. and how much lamer that is than monopoly, and I didn't get anywhere near saying that, although now I guess I just did.. don't really feel a need to elaborate do I? I think anyone in their sane mind knows that it's true. In any case I guess I could go on and on at the moment, but I think I'm going to turn my attentions towards finishing this movie that I started the other day, because I'd hate to only see half, and I really should go to sleep because I hear that besides laughter it's like the #2 medicine..

News Flash

I just made a creamy delicata squash soup, and it was amazing! And then someone called and I was on the phone, and I made this weird pizzaesque creation from what was in the fridge, that was also really good- but I'm not hungry. I just wanted to cook stuff. I was like a muppet with the strings being pulled wildly left and right as I existed in a cloud of flour. Fun.
Also: The Kinks are apparently truly truly good to listen to. I love it. During this break, Kirsa has been a downloading fiend, and there is so much good music and I love it when a lot of it is by one band or person, and I find something new to love. Example number 2: The Bee gees have so many songs I have loved all my life and I didn't know they were all by them- how crazy.
Read a good play tonight too, and now have to go sleep soon, because I have work tomorrow. And as annie says, the sun will come out, tomorrow- and I'm betting my bottom dollar because I'm stressed and depressed (not too much though) about money and school and all kinds of things. So it's time to stick out the chin and grin and pack organic vegetables. Ooh, another bright note, I talked to a friend I hadn't spoken with in a while and that was great. And bear the dog seems to be doing well too. I'll focus on the positives here, and catch you all on the flippy flop.

Bring it, 2007!

Happy New Year! I had a fantastic new years eve this cusp, which included kicking it with my siblings, dancing, drinking, and kissing half of juneau- in a good not gross way of course. Actually looking back, the whole ding dang night (to borrow a kirsaism) was pretty humour filled- and most of the time I can't ask for more than that. I also totally wore the awesome velvety moleskinny trippilly trimmed shirt/dress that did get made in time! With the sunglasses at night and a whole lot of beads and rings and boots to complete the picture plus a bottle of champagne in my hand, it seemed to go over rather well. Will post picture as soon as convenient. I came home early in the morning and found the underaged (not 21 yet) wonder twins in my bed, and had a lovely snuggle to sleep... and I just kept on sleeping all day! It was great... hung out with friends later this evening, and sampled the latvian dumplings i made in the absence of my mother being here in juneau to make them for me, and they actually came out pretty deliciously.

the point now is that, also- after having talked to my pops today, I might have finally come to some peaceful posistion in my soul that will enable me to be in the right frame of mind for school and life, but I say its tentative... but fingers crossed- and so my release to the press- my take home message for 2007- is bring it on. I'm ready for you pal, and we're going to mix it up with the whole god damn crew, scrapping and mixing it up (a scrapadoodle if you will) and loving every god damn minute of it.
Fact.

A little late, but still the holly jolly season.

Merry Christmas 2006. A few days after the fact I know.. This was a unique christmas for me, primarily because it's the first one ever that I haven't spent with my immediate family together. I was very lucky indeed to have Kirsa and Corin here with me, but I did miss my parents something awful. And the rest of my family too of course-Also new this year was the fact that I spent it here in Juneau.. there was slushy snow the day of and the week leading up to it, and it's a bonus you can just look up at the mountains at any point and have a white christmas. The three of us kids spent the eve and day of xmas festivities at the house of a dear friend here who also wasn't able to go home for christmas, and I really did have a lovely time considering. I called my family at home and then rocked it juneau stylie. I got some awesome presents, I think every single one was a goodie- really thoughtful peoples, thanks. I did all of my shopping on christmas eve, literally.. which was a good time. On the day we made lasagna, tiramisu, and watched movies.. later opened presents- christmas music.. Good times all around...We had some laughs, and for someone who is opposed to change as much as I am, it really ended up being quite a nice comprimise to going home..which is largely due to our sweet sweet friend making it feel so familial. I'll post a picture or two once I get them onto my computer.

In other news, have I mentioned, (I'm sure I have..) that I threw my back out something awful playing eskimo games with the cast of Raven? I am just a pathetic old biddy who can't lift her legs above knee level when sitting down, and who gets great twinges of electrickk! Pain!! when she rolls her head around.. still- I continue mostly full speed ahead, and I have assured myself it'll mend itself in due time.

So It's ALSO about to be 2007, which freaks me out.. time is going entirely too too fast. And I shan't celebrate the holiday if I don't get off here and finish this weird tunic-y garment I'm making for the very occasion, because Levi showed me too many pictures of different clothes from his endless doors books, and now I simply must have one fore new years. But that's means getting going and crackalackin.. not sleeping in all afternoon after hanging out all night with my out of town, now back in town for christmas, friends.

Finally, I'm also in a great muddle about school currently. I'm still loving the learning process, and I made the vow earlier this year to be cooler than all of my crazy constantly dropping out of school friends (not that everyone who stops in crazy, you know who you are crazy people) (back to back with the parentheticals, why I am friends nearly exclusively with crazies btw?) But annyway, I'm just as jazzed as I should be about the beginning of the new semester- and I'm all torn up about what I want to study, what's easy to study, how much school costs, how much time it takes, why am I such a screw up, and on and on and on it goes... Well, no use thinking about it now I suppose.. I'll just file the butterflies away and have a private little freak out later.

So, I was thinking...

Earlier today I was looking at some assorted posts through out the internet from those unfortunate souls who wax poetic, (very poorly) sometimes with annoying- sometimes with comedic results about their sad lives, or their meaningful thoughts, or really deep issues that just get them down, you know mannn? Well, I put that forth as a disclaimer, because I in no way mean to be them, or reflect the glow from their tragic dying sun- BUT

I was just searching through my old email for something, and found an email to a friend I had written that sounded like a younger, happier, better version of myself- from only a year ago. So I digged deeper through the emails to find what the variable was that made me seem so much fresher than now, and the more I read, I found letters that sound 10 times wittier, more insightful, with healthier activies than I currently possess, and I thought- geez....

I'm getting worse, not better with age. I like each older version of myself better, which I guess means I like the subsequent versions worse each time.. Isn't that lame? I don't want to have a pity party, but cmon, that's sad. I'm a helium balloon that's abandoned in the living room and slowly fading and sinking to the level of the carpet.
But I don't think this is just some aging thing either.. It's not a "Oh, I wish I was young me again" because even at the tender juvenile stage of 21, I've already had those moments.. and it's not that... we're talking about the span of a year here... it seems as if the doctor may be entering the room to tell me about my rare condition, the tests have come back, and then he says "I'm sorry Ms. Hughes-Skandijs, the results were positive... you're getting lamer."

This is but a taste of the terror Saruman will unleash!

I call these images, pictures of the sky..and Alicia skye. Get it? Get it? Yeah, I know, not that spectacular- but different than the ones I see here.

It's also clear at this point that I go for pictures of water and sky.. I could take boring pictures of that all day long when I get near it. Thank goodness I've relocated to Juneau so I can do just that with my readings and manifest experience collecting such images for the general sovereignty.. whoops, my shakespeare final scene creeps into my language... but seriously, anything better than billy shakes? I think not. The best part about drinking with other theatre types is that you can really let the shakespeare fly to help express yourself as you get progressively drunker, but this is also the catch 22 why theatre types are not fun to drink with... aha. I feel my razor sharp wit is very dull at the moment, so I'll spare you until later when I've gotten a good nights sleep. Maybe it has something to do with Kirsa playing "We are the world" an oldie but a hilariousy, and far more star studded than I remembered... One quick note, the pic with the jet skis is cool because it looks black and white but was taken on color and the sun was so bright it bleached everything out. freaky.