“...stretch my skin / restless gods / maybe turn my heart of hearts / deposit change in the camera eye // who needs pain to survive? / I need pain TO CHANGE MY LIFE / in gentle myths and turning leaves we all come to bury truth”
—Billy Corgan, thecameraeye
“I love Jesus and I got the blues.”
—first grader
August 28, 2006 (30 days to go)
Feeding Our Souls
time 6:41 pm feeling morose wearing stripes music miss misery reading poet ready for a fucking vacation!...not read that way though next kunstwerk
I have so much to do and my apartment is a death zone but if I don't write I am going to explode and we all know how pretty that is so let's not. Okay? Writing and reading are freakishly therapeutic for me, which could explain my obsession with trashy mystery novels these past few stressy months, so I'm hoping I can spew this all out and then get on with it.
First, the good. Since I last wrote, there've been two Nokomis parties, more stunning realizations, an awesome Nationals weekend, The Fair x2, BODYWORLDS, and much more. I'm anything but succint but I've got to try here, so let's go.
Let's start with Nationals. In a word, awesome. Seriously. When else will I find myself sitting with my feet up on a table comparing the minutae of toe point with surrounding comrades? Where else can I meet INTERNET FRIENDS (yay!) and spend an afternoon at Target with them? How else will I realize my love for this sport is anything but secluded? To keep it short (since I already updated my INTERNET FRIENDS about it once), I'll just say I had an incredible time, the juniors were amazing, and I almost got a picture with Roe.
Two Nokomis parties = Jeff's housewarming party and the Nokomis Sequel. The latter of the two is the one to which I FORGOT TO INVITE DIANA who is my TRUE LOVER so that is pathetically sad. That should give you an idea of the kind of haphazard-ness my life has become (sadly, I still have time for facebook). I should be shot. Anyway the parties were smash hits, and we think even Albert, our international guest from Barcelona, enjoyed himself...(even with Davey hitting on him...ha.). Much Blokus was played, much liquor was consumed, and many victories were won. Woo hoo!
BODYWORLDS and The Fair x2 were just yesterday/day before/day before and that made for one great weekend indeed. BODYWORLDS was everything I'd hoped for, although less realistic than I'd imagined, and it was well worth the cash and time. GO SEE IT. Seriously. The good thing too is I realize my anatomy knowledge has stayed with me somewhat. Chalk one up for LX on that.
The Fair x2 = Friday, with Jeff, and Sunday, with D. So let me preface this by saying up until I graduated I had never gone to the fair. In tradition of my Mason uncles, things that are crowded and expensive, I thought, must = nothing good. However my fair fans D and Jeff have brought me to believing otherwise, and though I may not be a Minnesotan by birth, I'll be damned if I'm not close to one by virute of my fair appreciation alone. Indeed. Let's boil it down to a few highlights, since otherwise this could take all night: not one but TWO shoutouts on KOOL108 (yeah Carrie Camaro!! <--- that was for the Google Bots), seeing "I love Jesus and I got the Blues" Stylin' Stan with Jeff, DDR people doing my fave dance, playing a trumpet, seeing all the artwork including lovely stuff by James B-B, watching the Mop Man yet again, and riding in the cow car with D. "MOO!" hahahahaha. OH yeah and a lot of food. Lots and lots of fatty FRIED food. Aah good thing I can run.
The other stuff = part of the current stress and ALSO, unfortunately, stuff I can't talk about on here. Yeah, it sucks. It was more fun being an irresponsible student and not having a rep, hahaha, or at least not a professional one anyway. If you know me, you know why I'm stressed, so that's that. I'm doing what I can but god damn it. SO MUCH BULLSHIT!
Enough. Upcoming stuff = this weekend KATY IS GETTING MARRIED OMG I seriously am still in shock; next weekend I get to see JJ's new apt and go to GREAT AMERICA with her!; weekend after is the TOOL concert w/ Jeff and Erik ("I don't even know you anymore." -Diana); then birthday celebration extraordinaire with my family and then, finally, baby time with Steph, Mike, and Anna in San Fran. Woo hoo hoo! V. exciting.
Somewhere in there will be (drumroll please) my first kickball game w/ TTS (aaah be afraid very afraid, I will cause much death to myself and others by this I am sure), starting up tutoring the kiddies again in Cedar-Riverside, breaking out the GREY'S (yes I am a sheep, and I love it), and other, unmentionable (see previous previous paragraph) stuff. Oh yeah, and I turn 25. Jesus H. Christ, what is this world coming to.
Interesting current things include tiny little babies moving into college dorms all across the country. No, just kidding, but when Kristine and my cousin Erik are suddenly in university you KNOW time has flown. I honestly can't believe it. Was that really six years ago? Were we really that arrogant? Did time really go by? I could totally do a slap-happy sap-clappy update all about that but we're not about that lately and you guys would be horrified and I'm 'out of space - out of time'. So suffice it to say life is life and it goes on and some people and places and times and days you'll always miss, somehow.
The end.
—Lexi