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Sooooooo, it appears I haven't updated this think in something like 3 months. I've started a few entries, but never actually posted any of them. Admittedly, the last time I even did that was at graduation.
So, what's been going on. Katie came and visited me here in Vegas, which was absolutely wonderful. She stayed for a week and just left this morning. We mostly just hung out and took hikes in Red Rock canyon, which was absolutely wonderful. We also went to Death Valley. I've been there a few times before; she'd been there once when she was two. It was a ton of fun, even though it got up to 122 degrees. On the salt flats, I would be willing to bet that it was at least 128 or 130 or so. The sunlight was really intense and the fact that the ground was covered a really thick layer of white salt crystals that reflected most of the sunlight that hit them back up made it incredibly bright and hot. Kind of like having two suns instead of one. It was amazing. The sand dunes were even better, though. It was still incredibly hot; the ground temperature felt like it must have been around 180-190. It was hard to take certain pictures where the camera needed to be closer to the ground because I couldn't kneel down without burning myself.
So yeah, we went to the sand dunes and Katie went some of the way in and decided that she wanted me to go a bit further while she waited in the shade. Before this trip, I honestly thought that all the stuff about me being more acclimated to heat and less acclimated to cold because I live in a desert was probably just the fact that I'm more used to one than the other, but now I'm pretty sure that my body just deals with it better. I ended up getting one dune away from the tallest center dune. I decided to turn back because I was getting really hot, my head was starting to hurt, and it was becoming more challenging to walk straight. Also, my camera was out of space. I got a ton of great pictures of the dunes, though. I realize that every photographer that goes onto sand dunes takes a picture of the dune ridge, but I just had to do it even though it's been done a billion and one times before. I really like how they came out, too.
Anyway, I walked back, found Katie, and we went back to Vegas after that. We'd seen a lot of things and done a bit of light hiking (it was too hot even for me to do any hikes in which we got out of sight of the car, the wind literally felt like it was scorching the skin on my face). Still, it was a TON of fun. I'm going to put some of the pictures on my Facebook profile, but not all of them. I took something like 330 pictures in about 24 hours. The only reason I didn't take more was because I ran out of memory and my computer didn't have batteries so I couldn't import. I'll make sure to put some pictures of the dunes and the salt flats up there. Also, I got some neat sunset pictures.
Wow, I am a photo nerd. Go me.
I saw a lizard doing little lizard pushups a few days ago! I LOVE lizard pushups! Katie's working at the butterfly exhibit in the Brookfield Zoo, and, according to her, when butterflies are cold, they start vibrating their wings. I'm absolutely sure that shivering butterflies are at least as cute at lizard pushups.
So yeah, that's about it for now. I'm going to start work as a lifeguard soon, so hopefully I don't have to drag any old drowning people out of the pool anytime soon.
Anyway, it's time for me to eat something and relax a bit before I begin working. I'll try to update again sometime sooner than September, ya?
Quote of the week: "Hamsters are strange and vindictive creatures." -Katie
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[10 Apr 2006|11:27am] |
I have a final paper for my senior project. It's only four to five pages long. Nothing to worry about, right?
When they assigned it, they told me, "You have to do a reflection paper on your senior art project. It has to be 4-5 pages long."
That was it.
I find myself wondering, what the hell do they want me to write here?
This is what happens when your entire department's faculty is made up of artists.
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[22 Dec 2005|02:54pm] |
My most recent chain project is really cool. It's so pretty and it's not even done yet!
I would write down what it is, but I'm not going to because I don't want a Certain Someone (Katie) to get wind of it before it's done because it is, in fact, a gift.
But, oo! Oo! Shiny!
Serenity came out yesterday and my entire immediate family watched it together. My mom loves Firefly. This is the same mom who plays Tomb Raider.
Not much has been going on here in Vegas, but we have relatives arriving tomorrow. I hope my cousin's going to stop snapping at my mom and picking on my brother this year. Heh...if he starts picking on Andrew, I'm pretty sure he'll have something else coming entirely.
I'm going to go see if I can get ahold of Rob now.
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| We'll pretend I have time for this |
[12 Dec 2005|12:43pm] |
Exams? What exams? I don't see any exams.
All I see is a massive tidal wave of papers and art projects.
RUN AWAY AAAAAAAAAHHHH!
Okay, I actually completed the five papers for Art of Austrailia on Wednesday. I finished the metals project on Thursday. I finished all the little spanish assignments last week. I've only got the education paper left to do.
Still. Five papers, due at the same time, in the same class. Ugh.
I just took an online quiz that informed me that I was 'creative, an artist, divinely inspired'. I had to laugh. My art? Divinely inspired? I think we'll compromise and say that my art is 'passable' or perhaps 'not too bad'.
Anyway, it's paper time for me.
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| Amusing things of today thus far |
[02 Dec 2005|01:39pm] |
Someone left a rotten pineapple in a bag next to my door. Huh?
Apparently, Dustin's sink exploded.
Watching Katie and Emily work together on anything involving a computer is always amazing.
The water dripping from the roof of Runyan kind of looked like shiny falling slugs.
I don't know what's wrong with me, but I've been really edgy and paranoid recently. Very jumpy. I think I've got to relax and try to remember the fact that, really, all is well. It's time to exercise the long-lost art of smiling just for the sake of smiling when one doesn't really feel like smiling.
Oo! I think I'll play Timesplitters with Andrew!
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| There are two quotes of the day today |
[26 Nov 2005|11:28pm] |
Both of them occured while Ted, Andrew, Evan, Lydia, and I were watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
"Oh, fiddlesticks! It's those dastardly dementors again!" -Ted
and, shortly thereafter, I commented,
"It's a rare privilege to get to eat one's own soul."
Ah, Earlham.
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| Vamos a la pina ultima! |
[04 Nov 2005|11:02am] |
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When I said this to Evan this morning, he immediately responded with the words, "Comer el gato!"
I laughed a lot.
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| Despite a lot of things, I'm still feeling pretty good |
[02 Nov 2005|01:22am] |
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As for the 'lot of things', lets just say that I have a lot of crap to decompress about and that girl troubles suck.
However, I finished my bag tonight. I have made a copper chainmail bag ON MY FIRST TRY. I was definitely told that I would never be able to pull one of these things off on my first try because it was too hard for someone of my limited experience.
HAHA! Robert wins!
Also, my first ring turned out surprisingly well. It's been one of those art days. I spent something like six hours in the metals studio. More, I think.
I feel pretty cool.
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| I'm 22 now. |
[31 Oct 2005|04:50pm] |
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Good gravy. I feel like I need to work on looking venerable.
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[27 Oct 2005|02:11pm] |
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The chances of me being a starving artist in New Mexico for some unspecified amount of time after I graduate appear to be getting better all the time. All I need is camera equipment, a clamp, a jeweler's saw, two pairs of pliers, and a ton of metal wire.
My mouth tastes like copper. My hands smell like metal. Metal, metal, metal, acetylene torches. One would think I'd have something better to do with my time than play with metal, but I don't because I'm an art major. Haha! Rob wins!
I would write more, but there are classes to be attended. He's off! Zoom!
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| I am plotting |
[23 Oct 2005|03:55pm] |
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One will note that this means I am not doing my homework.
It means I'm planning my roleplaying game. The one I'm going to be GMing in about a week. The one that's based on an idea I've been kicking around for years. It's going to be SO much fun.
I never knew that actively plotting the untimely demise of a large group of my friends could be so much fun.
And now it's stick swinging time.
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| Woooooo! Rob wins! |
[23 Oct 2005|04:21am] |
 | You scored as Kaylee Frye. The Mechanic. You are a natural mechanic, and you are far too sweet and cheerful to live out here. How you can see the good in everyone around you boggles the mind occationally. Still you don't seem to be any crazier than that, and it is a nice kinda crazy.
Kaylee Frye | | 75% | Hoban 'Wash' Washburne | | 69% | Capt. Mal Reynolds | | 63% | Zoe Alleyne Washburne | | 63% | The Operative | | 50% | Simon Tam | | 50% | Shepherd Derrial Book | | 44% | River Tam | | 31% | Inara Serra | | 31% | Jayne Cobb | | 0% | </td>
Which Serenity character are you?
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[20 Oct 2005|11:07am] |
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Katherine's gigantic Baha'i star with all the hands is now hanging on the wall in my room. The happiness meter in the room has increased appropriately.
Speaking of Katherine, I've learned how to make chain mail and I am having loads of fun with it. I'm trying to make a bag right now and it seems to be working out.
Soooooooo...what am I doing today? Discussing that painting project with Amelia, certainly. At two I'm going to the charter school for the last day of my practicum. I'm going to miss the kids. At four, I think Andrew wants to go to the gym with me, which will be fun and unquestionably exhausting. I'm not sick anymore, so I'm definitely looking forward to it.
Yeah. I'm off. KA-PING!
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[08 Sep 2005|01:00pm] |
Yoinked from patchworkjester
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I
wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
Re-post this if you belive homophobia is wrong
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[30 Aug 2005|03:57am] |
It's four in the morning and I'm still sitting at this computer like a stunned carp. Considering that I'm definitely expected to (a) get in my add/drop form tomorrow (b) select some piece of photography for my metals project (c) go to classes and, finally, (d) use metal shearing devices without whacking off my fingers, it is Time For Bed.
Zonk.
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[28 Aug 2005|02:29pm] |
If my brother doesn't arrive soon I may just go work out without him.
Nora, myself, and any number of unspecified people (Nathan and Shiv, probably) are going to go fencing tonight. Considering that I will have gone to the gym with my brother not five hours earlier, I am going to be wobbly. Wobbly! Wobbly! Woooo!
Yeah, life has officially become extremely interesting. Don't really want to go into the myriad of reasons and details, especially not on LJ. Still, things are becoming increasingly more interesting and thus loads more fun, which is just the way I like it. I haven't been spending nearly as much time as I'd like around a lot of my friends, but I hope everyone understands it's because I've been absolutely booked solid for the last two weeks. Example: today I'm going to the gym, doing my homework, playing Baldur's Gate II with Andrew and Rob, fencing with Nora, watching a movie with Nathan, Shiv, Nora, Andrew, and any number of other people, and then it will probably be two in the morning. Oh, yeah, I also have to eat dinner. Oh, and I'm cooking for people. If anyone wants to fence, tell me and you can certainly come along and stab me multiple times. I've got extra gear. I'll also be wobbly.
I'm going to go call my mom and go to the gym with Andrew now. Ta-ta!
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| My job |
[02 Aug 2005|09:58pm] |
Is no longer my job by choice of me and the fact that the summer is ending. Now I have free time and I think about cameras quite a bit less.
I'm going to go swing a stick or something now.
I'm definitely looking forward to getting back to Earlham. Though I like it here, I find myself missing all the people at college.
Oh, yeah, I got my hands on some really nice film.
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