A Pure Idealist

Transition

2009-01-15T15:06:00.000-08:00

My anxiety and procrastination has finally given way to EXCITEMENT and a furry of activity. After a few errands (man I could spend all day in REI) this morning and a final farewell to my peeps at the bagel deli (sigh), I am now back at my moms house running around doing laundry and packing. Big picture concept tasks like "take or don't take" and "clean or not clean" are allowing me to progress throughout the process without completely imploding with overwhelmingness. Because really, it doesn't matter. It really doesn't. As long as I have what I need (which I already have) and it gets there, I'll be good. And my deadline is 6 pm. That way I can spend the evening out to dinner with my mom and sisters and cuddling up with maria to watch Grey's. My final tv show!? I dont know. But everything feels like "the last time you'll ever do this!"...even though I'm trying not to be dramatic. Anyways. I'm beginning to babble. So I will close by saying that I have felt so very loved these past few days as last minute 'goodluck and we love you' wishes have come in from friends. To each one of you who took the time to touch base, I loved each minute of our freaking out or crying or utter shocked silence. All of your love has made this all the more real for me and I truly appreciate it. That said, don't miss me too much :) I will be back in 7 months. And during that time you can find me HERE at my new blog called Claire in South Africa. Happy stalking.

Love

Claire Catherine

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Parlysis

2009-01-14T09:53:00.000-08:00

So I am completely parlyzed with procrastination. Completely. Knowing myself, I always get things done, so I'm not worried that things wont get done. But the magnitude of what I have to do and where I am going and for how long... is so beyond the grasp of my mind, it's like it doesnt even exist. As if it's not actually happening. But if that holds off the 'I want to puke' anxiety untill at least the night before, then I'm down with that. So that's the latest. I'm imobile. Sitting at the computer chatting with my ladies on gchat, eating the chocolate cluster version of honey bunches of oats (oh my!), ignoring my messy room and unpacked suitcase, and gearing up for a day-o-sarahdavidson that is commencing at 1pm. It's going to be an extravaganza. So wish me luck, give me a call if we've been playing phone tag, and check back tomorrow for a formal farewell and tranfer to my new blog.

-Me

You Hear it Here First, Edition XIV - Quasi Finale

2009-01-11T21:22:00.000-08:00

As I prepare for my trip, I have had the awesome task of compiling all the music I want to take with me. And it's crucial for traveling, nawmsayin!? So, I present you the LAST Edition of my music review blog for the coming 7 months as I take off into a new world of international volunteering. Weeeeee.

1. I happened upon a song called "made" by a fellow named Jamie Scott (from a random soundtrack that I forgot I even had) on my itunes, and that spurred a flurry of googling. I found the song on youtube, but then his other stuff (if it's the same guy) has a slightly different sound. I'm perplexed, but I like both. So of course I won't deprive you. The firt song is below, and is from the beloved cheesy dance movie Step Up. It's a little bit Justin Timberlake, which I'm always game for. And the second group of stuff, is apparently his new material which he performs with "Jamie Scott and The Town". It is splendid bluesy, alternative/indie, acoustic stuff. A little bit Paul Simon. And he's British. Yup. The second song featured below is called "when will I see your face again" but I also reccomend "ebony eyes" (I wish i could have found the video for this one!) and "sarah stain".

2. There are only a few songs that remind me of what my living room sounded like as a child. The chords of a couple guitars and a couple voices, often times heard through the floorboards as I listened with my ear to the wood floor of my childhood room. They wouldn't plug the guitars into the amps, becuase the "girls" were supposed to be sleeping, but I never was. This song by the "Long Winters" called Cinnamon is that memory in a single song. A little bit Neil Young, a little bit Eric Clapton and a little something else mixed in. I could only find live version (which almost makes it more real to me), but check out their myspace for a album version. They're a Seattle Band!

3. So most of my online time lately (not alot) has been in these pants. The most comfortable pants known to womankind. Ok, so that fact was not important, but I had to share. Speaking of comfortable and cozy, a lovely singer named Leona Naess has an awesome song called "Swing Gently". It's beautiful. I just want to wrap that voice all around my body. And apparently the people over at ABC love it too, cause they've used it in two of their shows lately. Close your eyes for this one. And then go listen to her self-made videos for "Heavy Like Sunday". and "Leave your boyfriends behind".

4. So a little bit of silly-girl-punk-pop is good for everyone's soul. It's a guilty pleasure of mine lately and this song is the perfect recipe. It's got a ridiculous string-section-riff and two hot girls. LOVE IT. If I drove, I would have this on repeat for a girls night out. Hoolllaaaah. It's called Untouched and its by the Veronica's (who I've heard of before but never really looked into). Also, the beat reminds me of some really famous song from the 80s but I can't put my finger on it.

5. The bible of music, ahem Rolling Stone, has put together a best of 2008 article and I have been scouring that lately for inspiration. Not to mention comfirmation of my already good taste. A punk rock band from Nashville called "Be Your Own Pet", this group has caught my ear for its energy and awesome blonde lead singer. They sound and look like people I would want to be friends with. And of course by that I mean "party with". Cause I'm just that hardcore :) The featured song, my personal favorite, is called "The Kelly Affair" and it totally rocks! Also check out "Becky" for a warped but funny narrative on junior high girlfriend drama, hehe.

6. Lady Gaga. Dance music queen. And just a touch scary, as Lauren and I have decided. A little too many references to cocaine in interviews. And that weave girrrrrl! Jesus. But obviously she's got pipes. And here is a pretty awesome acoustic/live version of her song "Pokerface".

7. To switch gears, I have also been looking into some quality hip hop to add to my repertoire. Asher Roth, a totally adorable white rapper from Pennsylvania, is unfortunately on the inevitable path to be compared to Eminem. But he's actually pretty good and his songs, featured a lot lately on mtv2 and rap-city, make me smile. His song "I love College" is nod to fun times and he does a rockin remix of "a millie". But my personal favorite is a more mature piano-supported tune called "The Lounge" and "The Reading" (below).

8. Speaking of Pennsylvania Hip Hop, I found this really freaking AWESOME remix team called "Girl Talk" that takes oldies but goodies and remixes them with newer songs. Think a little bit Moby, a little bit house DJ, and a little bit 80s dance beats. Shout out to the choo choo song that everyone remembers..... in "Here's the Thing" and..... Janet in "give me a beat". But here's "Set it off" with some remixes of recent stuff.

9. The Cold War Kids. I really didn't like them at first, but I think it was because they appeared on an ill fated relationship wooing mix tape. But recently I've rediscovered them and apparently so has The End radio station here in seattle. They are the perfect song to blast when we're closing the deli behind closed doors. Indie Alternative and Punk all at the same time, their song "Something s not right with me" is a perfect song to end on. Because really, we all wonder that exact chorus sentence of "Something is just not right with me, I'm trying not to let it show." Enjoy!

Ok, I would totally go on, but it's starting to overwhelm me and I'm getting all anxious. Because I could go on for another 4 hours with this post and not give you all the reccomendations I want to. So I'm going to list a few bands that I urge you strongly to youtube (do it!) and I will bow out gracefully without overdoing it.

Band - Song
Bright Eyes - Hot Knives
Van Morrison - Gloria
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - the sking of my yellow country
Katie Herzig - I Hurt Too
Hellogoodbye - Two Weeks in Hawaii
The Killers - Sweet Talk
Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes
All American Rejects - Gives You Hell
Jem - Amazing
Lenka - Trouble is a Friend
Erykah Badu - Kiss my neck
The Stars - Calendar Girls
Bush - Come Down
Mika - Lollipop
Brett Denne - Make You Crazy

Love,

Your faithful music obsessor

Claire

Marathon ReCap

2009-01-07T20:00:00.000-08:00

So I'm just BURSTING with energy since....well since a hilarious phone call with lauren and basically since work, because really, those boys really cheer me up. Especially when one comes back from lunch having shaved off his beard and making himself look like a 15 year old boy. The entertainment is endless. But I digress. So, I have been absent from this blog in a substantial way due to my incessant working and my preperations for Africa. AFRICA PEOPLE. I'm freaking out. Anyways, my visa application is on its way, despite another minor complication, and I leave in 8 days and a wake up. Or so they say. So, here are a few highlights from my christmas and new year festivities. Get ready, get some tea and a blanket and a comfy chair, it's a long one.

Christmas Storm 2008, totally shockingly beautiful and eventually annoying

My walk to work....

Snow days for the punkin...

Fancy Wine, watching steve jager fall on his butt, and the most amazing faces ever = priceless

Christmas with the Family, We are ridiculous.

And by that of course I mean patheticly bad singers. But the singing, which is forced down our already full post-dinner throats, is a little bit more endurable than the previous tradition of making the youngest scared-shitless grandchild read the nativity story outloud to 24 really tall relatives. We've moved on from that one. So there was lots of bad singing, a considerable amount of oohing and awwing over the choice to upgrade to the larger "Whitman's Sampler" of candy for the annual pass around, and awesome gifts and gadgets that we couldn't stop terrorizing eachother with throughout the day. A video camera is either the coolest thing or the worst thing. I love being behind it.

My coolest cousin with his ipod-speaker-chair

My goofy/awesome great uncle amongst the chaos

Christmas with the Ladies, We are marvelous.

We had a classy afternoon of High Tea at the Sorrento Hotel and did our annual christmas present swapping. I got some lovely things for my trip, we eventually helped Lauren find the handbag of her dreams, pushed Kathleen into the world of sweater dresses (with a belt!), and continued to enable Maris' obsession with domestification. It ended with drinks, duh.

Christmas with the Taylors 2008, We love cabin adventures

For the second year running, the Taylors and the Jesses rent a cabin near Plain, Washington. But we aint not plain folk. We have a grand ole time, usually eat too much, tease eachother, borrow eachother's socks, snowboard down the driveway, and relax. Here are some photo highlights. (If I had the time I would upload the videos of the "sit on your but and slide the hill on the snowboard" competition but this is too much of a marathon post to begin with).

Dinner in Leavenworth

The crazy bunch

Stunning

My Africa travel partner/mentor and the crazy lake of ice that everyone obsessed over

New Years Eve 2009 - The White Girls

So Lauren and I ventured to a tried and true classy joint called "The Chapel" on capitol hill and long story short, we were the only white people there. It was very interesting. It was a Bollywood themed party, hosted by "I heard shiva"...read: the Indian mafia of Seattle. We ended up having loads of fun and drinking lots of yummy drinks. But I'm pretty sure we had just as much fun in our kick ass UPGRADE of a hotel room. Here are some highlights.

Woooohoooo

my amazing bed, I did not want to leave

OUTFIT, let's be real....

this says it all

Portland Ladies Reunion - Housemates

My lovely roomates from college, minus a few, reunited for some fun here in Sea-town over the new years, as a quasi goodbye to me (shhhh I don't want to talk about it) and just cause they couldn't handle not having our bums around anymore to slap. We had a sleepover, ate too much chocolate, discussed BMs, and shopped.

Anne and Me

Silly Picture

Actual Quote : "we havent had a boob comparison party in a long time guys!"

*Check back tomorrow for a new music blog, some awesomely inappropriate yet wise comments from my baby sister, and the reveal of my new blog for South Africa.

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Low Point

2009-01-03T14:59:00.000-08:00

I'm at a low point. A very anxious and scared and pissed afternoon. It sucks. And it's not about just one thing, it's many things, many people and I hate it. I know it will go away and tomorrow I'll be fine, but right now it sucks. I'm scared about south africa. I'm sad to leave people. I'm annoyed with inconsiderate people. I'm feeling lonely and dispensable. And I can shake all these things off most of the time. But when I know I have just 12 days untill I leave, I have this urgent need to get this all taken care of now. Now. It's as if I have to have every loose end of everything tied up before I go. I don't want to go into this adventure with any baggage or regrets or missed opportunities. I don't know what to do. So I'm going to watch a stupid netflix movie online and play with some of my christmas gadgets and in general just give this bad mood the other cheek. Might as well get it over with. Baaaaaah.

Snap me out of it?

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Planning, Freaking, Packing

2008-12-29T20:15:00.000-08:00

So my nervous tummy has officially moved into the captain's chair of my life as the true countdown to South Africa begins. And it's not that I'm not excited and happy and totally and completely exihilirated, but when the unknown is still lurking, stress and nerves seem to take themselves out on my stomach. So I've accepted it's place in my day to day life. Acknnowledement is the first step right?

Anyways, so I'm beginning a mental packing list (yes, I know, I'm so on top of things) and realizing that I need tshirts. Decent tshirts that can get dirty, with things like baby spit up and sand and the diet coke in the airport and the day to day grit of working. And things I have now, actualy clothes that are pretty yet not that durable, are just not going to cut it. My mother and I have planned a massive trip to target in the near future and I can't WAIT for her to throw in the 'just in case you need them' bag of socks. Bless her heart. So my packing has begun, kind of, and the next exciting thing, planning.

Sue Taylor - (family friend, doctor, surrogate-mom, and general bad ass lady) and I are beginning to put together a rough plan. We fly in on sunday, we are spending sunday evening to tuesday in Capetown. I'm going to spend a day going to classes at Nelson Mandela University with a couple students that she and her family are helping to put through school. I'm going to tour the prison where he was kept and other Capetown-y things (not to mention give ourselves a day or two to get over jet lag). We are then going to move on to Port Elizabeth, where her project is, to meet with folks and work. She will be in meetings most of the rest of the week and our time there will be planned/hosted by her people. I will be helping in the classrooms and clinic at Saphire Elementary. I am going to be soaking it all in. She said to be prepared to be "in awe". Here is a little idea of the project that she, her husband, and the University of Washington educators are involved in there.

We are then going to head to Durban on saturday or sunday and then a short flight to Richard's Bay (the town nearest my town that has an airport) on that coming monday. I arrive at my program on monday, January 25th. That feels like a good day.

And just for shits and giggles, and since it has been dubbed my/our song by two lovely boys at work, here is a littly diddy to make you smile.

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Put your balls into it!

2008-12-21T15:28:00.000-08:00

So, I know this has been the third non substantial youtube clip posting in a row! But it's the weekend (aka I'm working alot) and my dad has shotty internet and the snow is making any sort of exciting happenings a challenge. Aside from the most amazing glass of wine of my life with maris jean jager on friday, some james bond and cookie making at the johnstons, and a lovely nap I have schedule for 22.4 mintues from now, I'm not doing anything lately. Just waiting. For christmas, and friends, and new years, and then finally AFRICA. So here's a little corny christmas cheer from Jason Mraz to speed the process along.

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Is this for reals!?

2008-12-19T09:57:00.000-08:00

In my absolute-ly ideal world....

2008-12-16T22:41:00.000-08:00

You Heard it Here First, Edition XIII

2008-12-16T10:48:00.000-08:00

So, I have been ignoring my blog lately, mainly because of work and christmas shopping and SA visa errands, but also because I've been compiling this ridiculously long music list. It's very random, like always, and some of the song have been single handedly getting me through my 55 hour work week. But being dubbed the queen of the deli and taking home the thickest tip envelope doesn't hurt either. Enjoy.

1. Ok, if you liked the soundtrack to the Into The Wild film, done so well by Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam last year, you will really enjoy this group, called Great Lake Swimmers, because I'm suprised they weren't featured along with those haunting songs. But it definitely does have its own style, banjo mixed with simple acoustic guitar and perfectly warm vocals combine to make some really awesome tunes. And everyone needs a little steel guitar every once in awhile, even if you proclaim to hate country. And they're Canadian, so they're inherently cute with how they spell and pronounce things. My favorite currently is Your Rocky Spine (below!), but I also recommend "Changing Colours" and "Backstage with the Modern Dancers".

2. Ani DiFranco. An obsession I gained through roomate-osmosis from my like minded music friend Caitlin in college (and im sure ive ranted about Ani before). Her storytelling gets better better as I hear more and more of her stuff, and her songs pop up on my ipod and continually (and pleasantly) suprise me. Other than my continual favorites of "Fixing her Hair" and "Shy" and "Gravel", the song "School Night" is probably the most moving at this point in my life. We've all felt connected to someone in our lives that was incredibly bad for us, opposite from us, and not worth our time. But sometimes, you can't help it, and weirdly that pain reminds us that that connection is there, and not going away anytime soon. Here it is!

3. Ever since Lauren got me to listen to some of his stuff, I've tried my hardest to keep up on Ben Folds (of ben folds five). I will never forget the conversation we had where she gushed about the concert of his that she just saw on the U of I campus. Full of glee. He has recently paired up with Regina Spektor, to do a quirky catchy little song called "You don't know me." It's very fun and smart. (and I'm nt one of those really annoying people that says "thats so smart" about a movie or "youre looking smart today". For some reason I feel like thats a particularly snobby statement, but anyways, it was really fitting, so I mean it!)

4. So I contemplated doing an entire music blog of silly girl pop songs, cause they're everywhere right now, dontcha think? And to be perfectly honest, they're freaking fun. Songs like "Just Dance" by Lady Gaga and "Hot n Cold" by Katy Perry and "So What" by Pink, and "If I were a boy" by Beyonce. And Rihanna is just bringin it home right now, nawmsayin? So because I can't make up my mind (duh, when can I?), I give you a song that maybe you don't already know, but along the same lines as the ones above. I hope it gets stuck in your head! Neener! And let's just be clear about this one, I was turned on to her music by Lauren, and mad props to her for finding it and playing it in her car for me about a month back. How come we're so ahead of the times? Must be the wheaties, and holynames, and our general bad ass-ness. Anyways, here's a French pop artist called Yelle, and her song (among many awesome diddies) is called "Ce Jeu" (although my other favorite is "Les Femmes" ).

5. Ok, my dad once told me that "any song that goes into it's chorus within the first 30 seconds" is ridiculous. Pop songs often do. For catchyness sake. And if there isn't much in the verses and interludes to entertain and inspire the listener. And I believe him. Because he's my dad, and also a really excellent musician. But anyways, that doesn't mean that I don't love my fair share (or more) or rock-pop songs. So I bring you my new favorite (although it barely makes the cut with 33 seconds of song before the chorus). I saw it in a movie, can't remember which one, and now it's all over the radio. It's called "I'm not over" and it's by Carolina Liar.

6. So, mainly because of the boys I work with, I am exposed to lots of music I wouldn't normally listen to or know about. Read that as: there are lots of conversations where I don't know what's going on or what killer/epic band/song/guitarsolo they're talking about. Anyways, we can agree on one thing, and that's the Beatles. Especially the "breakfast with the beatles" special that 102.5 does on sunday mornings. It truly gets me through the "hump day" of my week. And of course I'm sure people are thinking "um, you're only 45 years too late, Claire". But really, I'm beginning to realize (more and more each sunday) just how brilliant they are/were. This song "You've got to hide my love away" has always resonated with me. It sounds as if it could have been written two weeks ago. Timeless. And those baby faces in the video, so cute.

7. Ingrid Michaelson and Joshua Radin (who both have new albums) did a song together, called "Sky". And let me just say "what is WITH his voice?". Why is so wraspy and beautiful. Really? Does it just come out that way? Does he have to try? Fascinating. Anyways. They are both exquisite singers and their duet is beautiful.

8. Kings of Leon. Sex on Fire. When the song comes on at work, I immediately rush over the soup corner and pretend to be doing something really important like stocking 'to-go' soup containters/lids. The lyrics alone can totally distract me. That and the boys' have a sneaky way of coming back from their lunch breaks smelling collectively of smoke and cologne. That in combination with a song by The Kings of Leon can totally twitterpate me. But, since I've already featured Sex on Fire in a past edition, I'll have to share another one of their great songs with you. It's called "Use Somebody".

9. I would be liar liar pants on fire if I didn't confess to loving the new Britney Spears stuff. The current whining around the house is how muucccchhhhh Maria wants Britney tickets for her birthday in April. It's all "Mom, you have NO IDEA!". And despite not being here to experience that craziness come April 16th, I still will obsess over the songs with her. Not a problem. I'm kind of over Womanizer, but I'm liking Circus currently. It's purely what I expect from Britney, yet also something I can make fun of. Or maybe that's the same thing. Regardless I would totally dance all up in your biznass in the club to this one.

10. Shake it the ground. A shamlessly fun hip-hop dance track that I found on youtube the other day. IT'S SO MUCH FUN. Thats all there is to it. I wish I could bring all the boys to the yard like these girls.

11. Tracy Chapman has a new album. Say what!? I know. So one of her new song, which I immediately looked up once I heard, is called "Sing for You". Her brilliance continues.

12. This one just builds and builds and builds. Totally intense. And sweet and melancholy. All the things I love. The End here in Seattle recommended it and I usually take their word for things like this. It's called "Sometime After Midnight" and it's by Airborne Toxic Event. A little bit Killers, a little bit Matchbox 20, and a little bit something else.

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Its Almost Here

2008-12-08T17:31:00.001-08:00

You know that feeling whe you have a date? or its christmas morning and you're six years old? or you just finished finals week in college? and all you want to do is smile real big and giggle and jump around and have a drink and scream and pee your pants and cover your face with your hands because it's all just a little bit too much to HANDLE!? yeah THAT'S HOW I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW BECAUSE

I BOUGHT MY TICKETS

i bought my tickets

I BOUGHT TICKETS

HEY, hey, hey HEY! (think the pickle song in little rascals)

They are purchased. I fly from Seattle to New York, New York to Dakar, Senegal (unfortunately it's just for gas, I don't even get to get out of the plane and see all the cool airport people and signs in different languages), and then from Dakar to CAPETOWN. I arrive at 4:30 pm and then I'll probably just wait around for Sue to come in at 10 and then we'll do our darndest to get to bed so we can shake the sure to be RIDICULOUS jetlag. SOUTH AFRICA HERE I COME.

(giggle giggle dance dance)

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I once made out with a Neil Patrick Harris look alike.....

2008-12-03T21:30:00.000-08:00

See more Jack Black videos at Funny or Die

sometimes, people are just so freaking awesome :) way to go funny or die :)

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Roller Coaster : Me

2008-12-01T22:44:00.000-08:00

It is up and down these days, maybe its PMS, I really hope it is, but its a freaking trip. In the morning I'm super excited and optimistic about South Africa and then later that day I feel as if every lead is a dud and that I just want to tear up and run to the bathroom. I'm feeling constantly discouraged by all the dead ends and details and schedules and ahhhh. I just want an extra week to figure this all out, a week without work or phone calls or stupid customers or unavailable boys who live in central washington but kiss like its their job, or pesky sisters or doubting family members. Where I can just buckle down and feel good about what I've accomplished. And I am aware that this is undoubtedly my fault, because I am the queen of procrastination (and princess of my neighboring colony lazy-town) but some things, I just don't have control over. And isn't that the thing we mortals hate the most? Not being able to control every last detail? Well I'm finally joining that club, and I'm really hoping that it doesn't last long. Cause the fucking holidays are coming up and I just can't handle being any more of an emotional wreck than they will already make me become. I just can't help it that "Carol of the Bells" makes me cry, I just can't!

Anyways, I am going to regress to my earlier years and fill out one of those silly myspace surveys, partly because it will make me laugh (and hence brighten my mood and deter me from opening a very enticing bottle of wine upstairs) but also because I know I have not been all there with people lately. Bad at calling back and not getting the jokes at work and fighting with maria. So here we go! Judge all you want :)

1. Do you like chinese food? yessss, and come to think of it, I haven't had any of the really bad but really yummy sticky fake sauce kind in a long long time

2. How big is your bed? a twin, it does the job

3. Is your room clean? not even close

4. Laptop or Desktop computer? laptop, but maybe if I had a desktop I couldn't break it

5. Favorite comedian? Lily Tomlin, she's so badass, and that guy with the glass of scotch

6. Do you smoke? nothing, only hookah in college, gosh I feel old

7. Does anyone like you? probably not

9. Sleep with or without clothes on? a tshirt, and i'm good to go

11. Who sleeps with you every night? my stuffed racoon named ricky

12. Do long distance relationships work? I wouldn't know

13. How many times have you been pulled over by the police? never

14. Pancakes or French Toast? french toast for reals

15. Do you like coffee? um, its like crack

16. How do you like your eggs? my coworker makes a bomb omelette for me

17. Do you believe in astrology? its fun to think about

18. Last person you talked to on the phone? alex johnston, my oldest friend, and it felt totally magical, love that kid

19. Last person on your missed call list? caitlin, my big sister

20. What was the last text message you received? "I know" from jillian, we were exchanging hilarities about the ridiculousness of "the hills"

21. McDonalds or Burger King? neither

22. Number of pillows? two, one for structure in the back (leaning against the wall almost stuck between the bed and the wall) and a soft but kind of firm (preferably some sort of down, but not the kind that melts if you lean on it) one for my head. I'm specific.

23. Last thing you ate? turkey and cucumbers on half a wheat bagel at work

24. Last thing you bought? 3 minutes on a printer/online at kinkos

25. What are you hearing right now? some "shiny toy guns" song

26. Pick a lyric? ride the racecar, we're the girls of le disko

27. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB & J sandwich? rasberry

28. Can you play pool? nope, but i love to try

29. Do you know how to swim? oh for sure, i love it

30. Favorite ice cream? pralines and cream, absolutely the best thing on earth

31. Do you like maps? i love them, and that one song about them by jason mraz.

32. Tell me a random fact: it is impossible to lick your elbow

34. Ever attend a theme party? what college party wasn't?

35. Ever do a keg stand? nope

36. Craziest place you've slept after a night of drinking? hammock

37. What is your favorite season? spring/summer

39. Pick a movie quote: "did you HEAR that!?" from elf....it makes me smile every time..

41. What is your favorite hangout? currently, the bagel deli makes me feel at home, i love it there

44. Last time you laughed at something stupid? the hills. enough said.

45. What time did you wake up this morning? 8:30, it was glorious

46. Wake up next to anyone? oh please

47. Best thing about winter? CHRISTMAS, bitches!

48. Name a couple of favorite colors: all shades of blue, currently = navy

49. How old are you? 23 (and according to alex, 23 is practically 25 and 25 is old) and my reaction: "I KNOW!". Feeling very old.

50. What month is your birthday in? June. It always rains.

51. Do you think pirates are cool or overrated? overrated.

52. Favorite Dave Matthews Band song (if you have one?) "so right"

53. What are you doing this weekend? working, sleeping. that is all.

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South Africa

2008-11-17T21:45:00.000-08:00

Recently I have had some false alarms about ticket buying days and prices and such and such (which of course has been stressful and brought about many ansy pants moments), but I can now say that I have some very exciting official news about my flights! I am leaving on January 17th on a plane to Boston (Alaska Air Flight 12), then to Amsterdam (NWA via KLM flight 6038) and then on to Capetown (NWA via KLM Flight 0597). Sooooooo YAY. And the best part is that I get to travel with the one, the only, Sue Taylor. And if that means I ended up paying a couple hundred extra dollars, then so be it, because you don't get a better travel buddy than Sue. I. CAN'T. WAIT.

-C

ps: my return flight (for my visit home) is for August 7th, via Senegal and New York!

His Name is Mbongeni

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Everybody Farts

2008-11-16T23:06:00.000-08:00

Nothing to report from my last few days of early shifts. Just lots of coffee, sore knees, cute boys, fitful naps/nights, one indiana jones movie with the dad, and a basketball tournament for Maria. Pretty much the usual. But I knew it was an exceptionally low stress weekend when the only thing my particularly dysfunctional family fought about (after extened periods of time together) was who farted in the car! :)

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Food Service: The Dish

2008-11-12T20:39:00.001-08:00

My Notes so far in the world of Food Service/Customer Service......

1. Clean up after yourself. It continues to blow my mind how incredibly messy people can be. I'm not asking you to do it all, because I understand the idea that I am serving you, but please bus your dishes and try not to let your smear cream cheese and russian dressing over 98.2 percent of the table. Thanks.

2. Have your uber complicated orders ready before you try to relay them to me. I don't mind that you want a veggie sandwhich with extra mayo with an egg on top. I may think its weird but I'm totally willing to do it for you, but don't take 5minutes to explain something that could have taken 9 seconds.

3. Mind the freaking Qeue. Thanks.

4. When it looks like I'm doing something (which actually means I'm doing three things), it's because I AM doing something, so wait your turn, wait in line, and then feel free to ask the person who is actually standing at the register waiting to help you. It's that simple.

5. Food is expensive. Don't try to have a conversation about how expensive our prices are. You are here, you have seen the menu, and are choosing to order something, plus it's paying me, so don't try to get me on your side. 8 dollars is a mother fucking great price for a bagel sandwhich, chips, and a drink/coffee. Plus, have you not SEEN the cost of food right now!?

6. After working in food service, you learn to quickly yet awkwardly close doors, microwaves, shelves, and hold a knife wearing exam gloves.... all at the same time. So when it looks like I just used me elbow and my hip to do something, don't give me a look. It's called multi tasking and it's speeding up your food.

7. Unfortunately the industry tends to attract short term people, because it's not like they offer health care or competitive wages, so despite some lovely hardworking people that I call my coworkers, I also work with a few dimwits. Slow, unloyal, late, excuses excuses, always hungover college students. And I get that you have better things to do, because really, I know the feeling, but please at least act like you care. This is not subway or walmart, you're actually working directly with and for your super sweet and fair boss (and his family). And he happens to be sick right now. So instead of that meaning you don't have an authority figure around to impress, it should mean that you are busting your ass to keep the ship going. Thanks.

8. I have gotten really really used to wearing an apron, and wiping my hands constantly on it (anything, cream cheese, egg, split pea soup, clorox water), that I will go home and be making food/dinner/coffee and will end up with egg whites, peanutbutter and coffee grounds on my jeans. And then I slap myself in the face because I feel so stupid. It happens almost every single day.

9. Do what I say and not what I do, wear good shoes. Its crucial.

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Faith in the Media: I love Keith!

2008-11-11T09:41:00.000-08:00

This gave me goose bumps. Keith Oberman is a A BRAVE brave man, on national television, saying what most of us believe so clearly and eloquently.

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It's Hereditary

2008-11-10T20:16:00.000-08:00

Maria: I have to pee.

Me: then go....

Maria: I don't want to. I don't want to get up.

Me: sorry about your luck then I guess.

Maria: yeah.....could you hand me the clear nail polish over there?

Me: No.

Maria: claire, I'm not going to stop takling and let you watch the movie unless you get it for me!!

Me: No. I'm comfy.

Maria: Gawd Claire, its right there!

Me: well, you wouldn't get the forks earlier!

Maria: but they were all the way upstairs!

Me: Well I cooked for you!

Me: Why are we all so motherfucking lazy!?

Maria: I don't know, but I'm still NOT getting up to pee!

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One of those things.....

2008-11-09T21:50:00.001-08:00

.....that I will always want to be able to do. And despite having a guitar that I own, I still haven't had the discipline to sit down and leeeaarrrrnnn more than one chord. I might just need to take a class. But this picture, that we featured on the picture blog this weekend, renews my inspiration to learn guitar. It's a life goal. Bear with me.

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You Heard it Here First, Edition XII

2008-11-08T18:03:00.001-08:00

I just did a little dance around in my pjs because I have the house to myself. Well really, I've had the house to myself since wednesday, and crucial to this euphoria is that I finally have internet, found a way to reach the chord to the couch and am having a glass of wine while blogging and watching the third season of Weeds. Mmmmm Yeah. This used to be a common occurance, when my mother actually had wireless and throughout my many many evenings at Palio coffee in SE Portland. But since I've been home there isn't much time or room for this kind of relaxation. The kind only several nonproductive hours on the internet can bring. So, with all of this time, comes many many googled searches of a song that came up on my ipod that I forgot I loved, songs that my bosses Ipod played while making dough (a mormon with suprisingly good music taste), or songs I've just generally been meaning to look up. Here comes another Music Blog full of totally righteous stuff. Listen up!

1. So my first venture in this edition, was to look into the band "Guided by Voices" because someone had the audacity to claim it was the best band to have ever existed. So in order to see what exactly they meant by that, I looked into their history and music and blah blah and basically found that they were so many things throughout the years, with different people, names, sounds, etc. So.... I gave up. Cause I'm lazy like that. And just not that interested in their music, although I'll leave that up to subjective review, because apparently they are considered very influential. So instead, I found a song with the same name as one of theirs, called "I am a Scientist" except its by The Dandy Warhols and its weird, but good weird. And The Dandy Warhols are one of those bands that I see on the telephone pole posters of Southeast Portland and I immediately think "you know, I'm just not cool enough for that". Whether I'm right or wrong, here's the song.

2. I've featured Rachael Yamagata here before, and I really really like her. Like girl crush. And so it's rather fitting that I found this one while catching up on the 5th season of the L Word with Sarah the other day. She's got a wraspy like voice, with awesome guitar skills, one of those albums that I might actually go and buy (but would rather have on vinyl). Lovely stuff. Her latest is "Elephants" but some of my other favorites are "the other side", "worn me down", and "I wish you love".

3. This is an old favorite that I've rediscovered. The album that features this song is the only CD that both Jesus the cook at Ole Ole and I could agree upon, so it was a frequent listen back in the day. And it's by Third Eye Blind. And if that doesn't bring you back to 6th grade, I don't know what will. Did I mention how sexy this song is? In a weird 90s rock kind of way, I find it incredibly romantic. It's called "I Want You" (forgive me for the terrible youtube, but it was the only nonlive coverage that wasn't someone's creepy home video montage).

4. Semi Precious Weapons is the band (and yes they do channel Shiny Toy Guns as wuold be expected by their name) and the song is called Magnetic Baby. It's glam rock the max and it fucking Rocks! A bunch of dudes in New York that are not afraid to get dressed up, wear tons of makeup, and look feirce? My kind of boys! And you know what? It's true......It's not my fault I look better in a party dress! :)

5. Speaking of slightly dj-inspired psychadellic glam rock, Shiny Toy Guns have a new album. And since they are such a hodge podeg of voices and sounds, there's really something for everyone. And we've been listening to it a ton at work. It makes me feel as if I'm right back in the Farmhouse, its senior year, and we're planning a fabulous party (complete with songs like this) that will most likely produce some ridiculous quotes, that will need to be put up on our quote door. I dont know. Just maybe. :) One of their new songs, called "I owe you a love song" (featured below), is probably my favorite, but I also reccomend "Ricochet" and "You are the One". It's very Kink Fm from portland mixed with madonna mixed with lady gaga, cough Ali cough.

6. Great voice alert! Haunting voice alert! Her name is Sonya Kitchell and is positively lovely. Her album "This Storm" actually comes out recently, and she channels (although through her own unique style) June Carter, Brandi Carlisle, and Norah Jones. Her song "Here to There" is on the radio right now (and featured below), but her other one titled "Running" is stunning (and now has a radio station on my Pandora account) she's just the right amount of soul-time that I often need at about 10:34 when I can't fall asleep.

7. And for a little throw back to the 80s, which is always a great thing to do when looking for covers or songs you wished you could remember to download, here's a classic song by Crowded House called "Don't Dream its Over". It reminds me of everything Lloyd Dobbler, and it's got the perfect touch of corny, kind of like how you feel when you hear a Phil Collins song on the radio and secretly love it :)

I could go ON. On and on. Seriously I have a gigantic list, but I will get this out there for all of my 3 readers to look up and obsess over. But don't you worry your collective cute little tushes, I will have more up tomorrow or monday.

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Election Day 08 - Let Us Summon A New Spirit

2008-11-04T22:42:00.000-08:00

My experience yesterday was, like many of you who support the admirable man that is Barack Obama, extremely exciting and momentous. But despite the usual day of working, staying plugged into cnn.com and NPR, and constant gleeful conversations with friends and family, I was stuck in a room for 16 hours working as poll worker. And despite it feeling as if two days had gone by, it was one of the most amazing and rewarding experiences of my life. It was cliche and heartwearming to watch first time voters react with glee when I tell them that 'yes you can vote, regardless of changing your address 6 months ago, come right over her and I'll help you". Seeing the 'usuals' walk right in, grab their ballot and wave at the poll workers they've known for years as they walk out. We got our fair share of crazies, and even a guy who felt the need to tell me how high he was (I don't know WHAT that was about, but whatev). Most of all, I will remember the philosophical conversations I had with my parish deacon as we volunteered, reminding me why I swing so widly over to the Jesuit mindset of Catholicism, why I love living in Seattle, and when all else fails to pass the time, rubberbands are a useful means of play/war. And even though I am devestated by the passing of Proposition 8 in California, yesterday proves that change really is upon us, moderates have their shit cut out for them, and Democrats are now back on top. Things can only get better. Wooot.

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It's Almost Over

2008-11-03T18:44:00.000-08:00

On the eve of the most important political day of my adult life (because really, the bush years are actively being purged from everyone's memory and I did not find his election in any way important at the age I was when it happened), I thought it would be a good time for an update blog, as well as an explanation for my lack of blogging. I thought to myself, "oh you'll be online a ton when you're home cause theres actually internet at the house, unlike your house in portland". I was totally wrong in thinking that because, as I've recently found out, my mother has a control freak monopoly on the computer in the evenings that results in lots of bitching and moaning in the "I have to support this family" theme. So I tend to nod and agree yet secretly know that its because she doesn't understand computers and so her e-charting for her work takes twice as long. Sorry to break it to you mom, but you're computer illiterate. It's easier when you accept it. Anyyyyways, that whole situation plus the fact that I am a giant ball of stress the past week (that gets me thinking about jumping into a hole and drinking orange soda and nerds, god i love leftover halloween crap!), makes me not too keen or able to spend a lot of time online. Various family issues, that I would rather not divulge on here, make for a whole heck of a lot of emotional purging/cleansing/thinkig/crying episodes and I just can't be clever after those. Regardles, I have many 'from the world of food service' blogs stored away in my head and I am having music withdrawal because of the limited music at work, so a GIANT edition of "you heard it here first" is in the works. And speaking of 'on the edge of your seat' :) (and to bring it back full circle to the election) I am working the polls tomorrow at Ballard Community Center, so if you're in the area (even if its not your polling site) come on down and visit!

PS: Here's a teaser of the music blog, and my favorite song of the moment that will make you jiggle in your seat! It's from the recent Michael Cera movie Soundtrack and it's called Lover, by Devendra Banhart.

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Halloween 08

2008-10-29T15:27:00.000-07:00

Ok, so although I have a few friends that are somewhat anti-haloween (for various totally understandable reasons), I tend to enjoy Halloween and this year was especially looking forward to being a totally hot flapper girl at a coworker halloween party. I was planning on fun costumes, fun people, some alcohol, and most importantly the absence of the uber judgemental college take on this party which usually entailed sluts and pimps. So, since that plan has since vaporized along with my twenty dollars that I spent on some fucking hot lace gloves, I am going to do what I should be doing that night (considering I work at 630 am), which is hand out candy and go to bed early. Hopefully I won't run into any of these people on my way to work in the dark the next morning.

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Teaching Mother

2008-10-23T18:27:00.000-07:00

Mom: so I'm going to this dance class, which one should I take? salsa, swing, or tango?

Me: Oh definitely salsa, back on the right, forward on your left, easy. But watch out for the gays.

Mom: I would love to dance with a gay man!

Me: But that's not why you're taking these classes mom, let's be real.

Mom: Good point, and where the hell am I going to put my purse, who will watch it?

Me (and Caitlin): that's what you bra is for mother, just stick in an ID and some cash and you're good to go.

Mom: oh, gosh wow, uhh, hmmm... I guess I would just feel like a hooker or something...

Me: but you'd be a hooker that got paid!

Mom: oh I have taught you well.

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I'm Hopeful!

2008-10-21T20:24:00.000-07:00

I have two really great things going on in my life right now, and at first I thought they were fleeting or possibly just a fluke, but they have turned out to not be anything of the sort. The first, the more amusing of the two, is that I officially have a MAD crush. And it's a real life crush, not someone that I stare at through office window blinds or at a bar. And it's the kind of crush that makes you want to talk about them all the time, for. no. reason. You know when all you want to do is talk about them, but a) there isn't anyone at the ready to gush to and b) there really isn't any great super-witty-banter exchange to tell because they fluster you too much to actually remember them!? Yeah, it's that kind of crush. And it is so incredibly fun that I find myself amused almost nonstop. But not in a creepy stalker kind of way, just in a silly girl kind of way. The other exciting thing right now, is that I am finally having conversations with my family (of course by this I mean my sisters and mother) that I have been dying to have. Serious conversations about the past 5 years that throughout that time, we were either too angry to actually start, too immature to verbalize, couldn't have because of the distance, or all of the above. Some of them are hard to have, but I realize now that I have been craving this kind of honesty and perspective about the past. Most of them are particularly important for me and my adult sister and mother to have as women, things about life and love and marriage and greif and job satisfaction etc etc. And these amazing conversations are perfectly balanced with the 'maria-focused' conversations such as how to properly get ready for a homecoming dance with a boy, and how to study for biology exams. So, that being said, I am officially over the hump and shock of being home 'in limbo' for a few months at my mothers house, and finally settling into the real life of a complicated Jesse woman, and it feels freaking awesome.

And if the myth holds true, then there should be that third exciting tidbit just around the corner. God I love being an optimist.

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Updation: Head above water soon

2008-10-15T22:28:00.000-07:00

Soon! I will be back with some much needed updates, quotes, silly stories, and a much needed music blog. For clarification, I have jumped head first into work here in Seattle which, due to an unforseen accident that has my boss out for 6 weeks, means a lot more than just full time. (On a side note, my silly stubborn father, who I stay with on nights when I have 6 am shifts, has decided to lock his computer.) Fortunately, tomorrow is a short day at work, and seeing as I'm exhausted all the time, I am looking forward to a long uninterrupted afternoon of internet reunion time curled up on the basement couch. Check back tomorrow!

-C

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Freudian Slip - Election 08 Style

2008-10-09T13:45:00.000-07:00

Rain, and Bagels, and Nordstroms Oh My!

2008-10-07T13:45:00.000-07:00

So I am officially home in seattle and have neglected my blog for no good reason. I chalk it up to needing some adjustment time. There were the typical first few days where everything is new and it felt like I was just in town for the weekend. Where staying up late to watch political tv with my mom and ignoring the giant mess of an unpacked room had no real consequences. But the reality set in, I forced myself to go to bed at a reasonable hour and attacked the immense task of fully unpacking. Although I have to point out that my ability to make cute outfits (for work and play) out of just a few items on rotation....is a high class skill that I am eternally proud of, especially during limbo times like those were. So, its been a week of real life so far, with work and play and lots of sister bickering and making up. And I am happy to say that (gasp) living with my mother will be bearable. Yes! I said it. I just need to do my part. And spending many afternoons at Victrola or Mio Posto posting blogs (like today) will also help to maintain my sanity.

And since I'm full of new stimuli, new boys, new music, new annoyances, and new accidents here in my new environment, I will indulge in one of my favorite things....A List!

1. Cutting your finger with a giant serrated edge knife is only topped by cutting it that way while making LEMONADE. Yeah. And I have recently done the later, and it sucks. To say the least. It's still bandaged (aka not healing very well) and makes it really hard to do anything, and of course by that I mean all the important things like type and shampoo my hair and eat.

2. The tall women of my family do NOT ever take the basement stairs one step at a time, we gallop two steps at a time and it makes all look like we're eleven years old again. I love it.

3. Shopping with my grandmother is like walking on coals, it is usually really exhilarating and eventually successful but the process can also hurt like a bitch. Luckily, the most recent trip to the Nordstrom opening at Tacoma Mall was more exhilarating and successful than anything else. And for that I am grateful. Another reason I’m grateful….these boots.

4. BAGELS. Enough said. Preferably with hummus and veggies.

5. Maria's cute little butt is one of the perkiest things I've ever seeeeen, and its soooo much fun to slap unanounced. Not to mention that her team of freshmen girls are playing and continually BEATING seattle area varsity teams in her fall league! VARSITY teams people! I am so proud.

6. I have gone from working in an office of women to a deli of all men. It is interesting. And you know what? It's really FUN. Although I do miss the boy talk friendly environment that the SON provided (and it is a little daunting going into an already solidified dynamic of banter that often focuses on led zeppelin), I think I am holding my own. And as my coworkers claim, it helps to have a girl around…the tips are up :) And as it seems to be wherever I work, the jovial gossip mill is alive and well (and you know how much I LOVE that).

7. Closing shifts allow a few lazy mornings a week and of course that means a long walk, coffee, and being able to watch the girls on The View eat Elizabeth Hasselbeck alive when it comes to the probable inauguration of Obama as president. What a wonderful way to start my day!

8. The inside of my church was remodeled, the floor and the pews of this gothic yet classic style Catholic church were in dire need of attention and even though its nice and new.... I just don't like it. Especially the altar. It's terrible. And to top it all off....they took out my (to the left of the altar) section of pews to put in 'movable' chairs. Duummmbb.

9. I. AM. SO. GLAD. TO. BE. HOME. But, I miss Portland. And I am afraid that my dreams of late (about that longing) are taking their toll on my true feelings of restedness.

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I'd rather be at Fashion Week - Part 3 - The Finale

2008-09-26T13:40:00.000-07:00

Let's go out with a bang! Don't be afraid to check out Part 1 and Part 2... the procrastination Gods will bless you.

Vera Wang

Leifsdottir

Custo Barcelona

Chris Han

Zac Posen (holla!)

Aurelio Costarella

Ralp Lauren

Badgley Mischka

Carmen Marc Valo

Tadashi Shoji

There are many more to see, so check out the complete list of designers and droooool.

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3 Days Left

2008-09-24T15:54:00.000-07:00

I have three more days in this glorious city. Actually, less than 3 because my stubborn father wants to arrive (from seattle) at 10 am, pack, and leave by 12. Yeah. Most of those three days will be spent at work, finalizing things, trying not to cry and being taken out to eat by my lovely coworkers, and the other chunks of time will consist of the following things; Eating an early morning breakfast with Emily, staring at my room and willing it to pack itself, finding a song on itunes that I haven't listened to in a long time and think will motivate me to pack more, painting and filing my nails while watching the daily show, and seeing how long I can procrastinate finishing the packing process (yet knowing the whole time that I will none-the-less get it done on time). That is my saving grace, knowing I am a procrastinator and not really caring one little bit.

And if I get bored (or need further distraction) I can always prance around in my heels (see below).

More info and funny stories (inevitable around my family) once I have settled into the 'guest room' at my mothers/fathers house.

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BookNerd - a rare species... possibly endangered

2008-09-22T14:48:00.000-07:00

By book nerd, of course I mean....practically everyone I know. Yes, thats you. And contrary to popular belief, we're actually really hot and we don't have fungus on our toes and we have social lives and we are smart and funny and ok...you get the picture. But come one, I have to just put that out there, cause I'm tired of defending myself. :)

So, the Mercury (the Seattle version of the Stranger, for all you Seattle-ites) has rather note worthy film and book reviews, and I came across an interesting peice on a compilation book of essays that is coming out. It's about the United States of America. And I really mean...the States, themselves. One original essay about each state. Titled "State by State: A Panoramic Portrait of America". It details each authors particular perspective on a state of their choice. Not at all claiming to be factual, some are born-and-raised types and others are transplants, but each spits out their "witty conversation about states they're from and the state they love". Some tidbits that they shared in the review is the following:

"John Hodgman declares that sadness, anger, and frustration are what really pleases the average Bostonian. Alison Bechdel tells a story about moving to Vermont for a woman, but staying for the foliage. Susan Orlean confesses that she doesn't really relate to her home state of Ohio, while Anthony Bourdain admits that he's lied about being from New Jersey."

It's also got historical depth, as it is inspired by the project undertaken during the 1930s' New Deal that hired authors to write about their state for developing state guide-books, and it is unique in that it deviates into 'memoir territory' with passion and the pen of some famous bloggers and authors of our time.

And after all this gushing, you'd think I'd have actually read it, but alas I have not. Apparently the Mercury is just that good. Regardless, I can't WAIT to get my hands on this book and I suggest you don't wait either!

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You Heard if Here First, Edition XI

2008-09-22T10:16:00.001-07:00

As always, I am bursting with the seams about ideas and possibilities for a possibly-to-be-created-music-only blog, but alas I have too many other things going on lately (ie moving) and not to mention NO consistent internet. But that might change once I am settled into my 3.5 months in Seattle. Anyways, I have plenty of music to share, and here is some recent 'worthy of attention' finds......

1. I'll start off with a confession....some of my music...I find on Perez Hilton :) Yessss I knooowwww it's terrible trashy celebrtiy news website, but sometimes, it has really good suggestions. So whatever. So this find, a PH-er, is awesome light airy euro-pop sounding magic. It's called Bruises and its by Chairlift. It's another of those "oh I heard that on a mac commercial" cult hits.... But the sentiment of doing some really hard gymnastic trick (that would always result in a strained groin for me, pas the flexible age of 10) for someone else... is pretty cute.

2. Rachel Yamagata, who I discovered back when I was ob-SESS-ed with the Last Kiss soundtrack, has a new album and a lovely new song. She's definitely a little bit Ani, a little bit Garbage (the band!), and eerily similar to Tori Amos. It's called Sidedish Friend (aka my worst nightmare of any sort of relationship, blech). Go check out the song on her myspace page. And to see a really kick-ass live performance of her song that you might actually recognize.."be your love"....then check out her performance of it at Austin City Limits music festival.

3. Ok, this song has been ev-er-y-where lately and I don't know where I heard it first or maybe its an old song that I'm just now catching on to, but its SO catchy and COOL. For reals. Like really intelligent psychadelic alternative coldplay-esque rock. You have to GET UP AND DANCE to this one. But just a note: be patient, cause the first few seconds sounds like I accidently chose a recording of the bat exhibit at the zoo.

4. So, apparent by long standing appreciation for white boys with deep bluesy voices, ahem Jonny Lang ahem, I give you Marc Broussard. He keeps it light with "Love and Happiness", but you still can't help but wonder.... why is he so saaaaad? But, I guess thats why its called Blues. And he tours with my girl Sara Bareilles, so majah points.

5. Folk Rock. Folk Rock. Folk Rock. Say that three times fast. Well actually, it's not that hard, but it sounds good. To me at least. I love Folk Rock. A looot. That's the universal plight of daughters of hippie musicians. The Weakerthans, discovered through a friend who raves about them (and I do mean RAVE), they have been added as a pandora radio station at work. His voice sounds a little like the postal service, but not to so similar in overall sound. Forgive me for this random video, but all of the versions were live and I don't want you distracted by their ridiculous beards :) Also, shoutout to my mommy - they're from "the Peg" Canada, wherever that is.....

6. Ok. This next one is super dee duper random, and since I don't have enough ideas right now to fill up a 'covers only' version of "YHIHF" (oooh acronyms!) then I'm using it here. You know that weird but kind of good song by Justin Timberlake and 50 Cent called "Ayo technology"? It was basically about wanting the real thing, and not using porn? I don't know, maybe? Anyways, a Belgian pop singer called Mirow did an acoustic cover, and its kinda really really good, while at the same time...and it makes me laugh to...can you imagine 50 cent doing this version? Mwahaha.

7. REM's I've Been High. I never ever get sick of his voice. And I really think that bands like Coldplay and Radiohead should be very grateful for REM having 'paved the way'. Ok, off my soapbox. Just enjoy the song.

8. Long awaited, especially by my old sisters car stereo (it's had nothing to blast for such a long time!), new KILLERS album. Coming in November, and from the sounds of their new song, it's going to be greeeaatt!

8. Ok, so I've had this catchy chorus stuck in my head ever since... Oh I don't know, ever since my fabulous friend Kyle Burch grinded all over the dance floor at Club Escape to the techno remix version of it, back in the day! Touch it- bring it - babe - watch it -turn it - leave it - stop - format it! It's called Touch It by Busta Rhymes and it's caRAzy catchy and now (after googling) I know the right lyrics. I think I've been saying "stop-o-matic" for a while now :) And check out the adorable dance-routine by the cheerleaders at the beginning, that's just freaking adorable.

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I deserve it!

2008-09-19T10:49:00.000-07:00

These are my reward for finishing packing my life up and moving to Seattle. They should arrive on my "must be 95 percent finished" date. I'm going to wear them around my empty room untill the very last minute then sadly peel them off and jump in my dad's car. Oh yeah, uh huh, be jealous.

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Startling

2008-09-18T10:35:00.000-07:00

When you work in cube land during the workday, as I do, it is like working in a tiny bubble of grey, with climate control and a very even-keel atmosphere, not to mention it blocks out anything 'real world' like grit and smells and fresh air. And because of this well maintained bubble, I tend to forget that I'm even in it. So when all of a sudden, I get a really weird feeling, like somehow my world has been intruded or altered or I'm being fucked with. And then I think to myself...."Wait, what is going on? What's that smell!? Omigod it's cigarette smoke!"....and you know what? It really fucking throws me off! It just plain pisses me off. That's all I have to say about that. And don't get me started on how my choice of curry chick soup went over yesterday at lunch. That is when I knew that I couldn't wait to be on my feet all day, making things with my hands, lifting large bags of flour, and not being afraid to wipe my hands on my pants :)

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I'd rather be at Fashion Week - Part 2 (of 3)

2008-09-16T19:45:00.000-07:00

Oh my holy blueberry pancakes! What a wonderful world we live in, and if that world was just full of New York Fashion week fashions....I would be perfectly satisfied. Well, not perfectly (that could only be reached if it included a tall gorgeous man in bed with me, after having made me said pancakes), but you catch my drift. :) Sooooo the ooogling and awwwing and 'trying to find something of the same style online for a fraction of the cost while obsessively linking maris my favorite finds' is over. But the fashion pictures are not! Here are my favs from the second third of fashion week (basically the 8th, 9th and the 10th, I looked up the schedule to make sure I didn't miss anything cause I'm a nerd like that).

Monique Lhuillier (I could do a whole post on her stuff, but I'll restrain myself and only post three)

Betsey Johnson (fuck yeah!)

Max Azria

Joanna Mastroianni (a for sure 'out of nowhere' new fav find)

Michael Kors (duh!)

Nanette LePore

Pamela Roland

Name that ANTM winner!?

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To tide you over

2008-09-16T12:48:00.000-07:00

There is going to be another Fashion Week Post soooon, a recap of the second half of the saga-event-affair-of-my-dreams, but for now I'll leave you with a random picture of the day. Remember these? I do! They're completely cute and useless, but somehow make me feel all vintag-y and remind me of having a complete kanipchen-fit every time one arived in the RedRose Tea box.

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It's like a hair coming out my chin, weird and annoying but also really interesting.

2008-09-11T12:49:00.000-07:00

10 Things I did today that I don't normally do.....

1. Eat a generous helping of Scalloped Potatoes. Oh my good God in heaven. I will never feel that way about any particular food, as I did today in the dining room, as long as I live. Their incredible cheesyness and artery-clogging-cream power made me ignore all other healthy food options, and I had another spoonful for dessert. Hazzah.

2. Wake up (two days running) from bad dreams continually throughout the night. Shoot me.

3. Take ibeuprofen for a headache. I never get headaches. Ok, not never, but maybe two a year. So, this is most alarming. Plus it's also been going for two days.

4. Get a Venti Iced Coffee from the bucks of the Star. I don't like their coffee. But when you leave your house at 6:30 am (after the crappy sleep I got) and nothing else is open, they are like the golden calf. Impossible not to worship.

5. Stumble over my words in front of a boy. Ok. This is not as rare. I'm silly like that. But to be flustered, while on the job, is a little unerving. And he's younger than me. And even less well spoken than I..... Le sigh.

6. Eat lunch next to my sociology advisor from undergrad.

7.Yell "I don't want to LOG IN!!" at my computer with the most whiny voice possible. My computer, probably because it will miss me after I'm gone, has decided to sloowwwly die a sad and terrible death. I, on the other hand, am ready to move on from its 'bastard-child-of-a-computer' lot in offfice land. Buh-bye!

8.Google 'yankauer suction tips' images.

9. Hummmmm out lout without realizing that I am. Yeah. For a while too, before anyone said anything, apparently. Come on people! next time, don't let me go down like that. But at least it was this song.

10. Remembering that 7 years ago today..... the 'omigod, my father is in his underwear' moment, as we stood in front of the TV and realized that our world was about to change. A minute later the second plane hit the other tower. I will never forget his face.

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I'd rather be at Fashion Week

2008-09-08T19:59:00.000-07:00

I would sooooo much rather be here........ Here are some of my favorite designers that have presented so far.....

Fashion Week 2008/2009

BCBG Max Azria

Diane Von Furstenberg

Nicole Miller

Rubin Singer

Charlotte Ronson

Abaete

Carolina Herrera (2)

Luca Luca

DKNY

Venexiana

Miss Sixty

TIBI

Peter Tom

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Wait just a Jon Stewart minute!

2008-09-08T13:10:00.000-07:00

Missing Men

2008-09-06T17:40:00.000-07:00

Being left by men. The relationships of the women they leave. Wives. Children. Daughters. Sisters. This cliché has existed for centuries, probably thousands of years, since men have always been the ones able to leave. Allowed is probably the better word. And despite its cliché-ness, it is ever so real to so many people I know. Specifically me. My own family. I have been brought back to this central theme by so many things in the past few days. Silly things, like movies and songs and a particular book. Regardless, it has struck a chord that I usually can keep hidden. And I tried to ignore it, but the pain of abandonment is never forgotten. And the ways in which the leftover women grasp at the ropes of understanding. Punishing themselves, criticizing the ways in which their sisters or mothers ‘handle’ it, hating what they too are incapable of overcoming. It’s excruciating. To know that the one’s they should be blaming are far away. And so they poke and prod and tear down themselves and others with the aching knowledge that no one should have felt any of this to begin with. Each child or mother bringing a specific kind of hurt to the table. And watching as it mingles with others and becomes a collective, destructive, and indiscernible force. Yet, it is so clear. It is because they are missing.

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You Heard it here First, Edition IX

2008-09-03T08:49:00.001-07:00

My flurry of posting was short lived dontcha think? It's been over a week and I really don't have anything exciting going on in my life. Mainly just ignoring the fact that my life in portland is very close to being over, and catching up with friends. And of course by 'catching up with friends' I mean eating too much food, watching silly netflix movies, and getting drunk on tequilla in southwest portland with almost the entire 1L class from Lewis and Clark Law School. Yeah. So instead of an update of actual substance, I bring you more musical musings that have been piling up in my texts "drafts" box of my phone. It's like talking to myself, but modernized.

1. I was positively certain that I had already featured this artist, but in my look back at the old editions, I could not find her. So I will plug her songs officially here. Her name is Adele. Fabulously talented, British, has a little bit of everything in her style, but its got lots of soul, some acoustic, and majah tude. Hmmm, picking one to share here is hard, but I'll go with the more melodramatic "Chasing Pavements", but theres also the really awesome shake ya ass "Hometown High Contrast Remix".

Ps: isn't this video SICK!?

2. I will confess that I found this song while watching the 90210 remake/comeback show last night. My first ever venture into the CW teeny-bop genre (and just FYIL: it will not become a habit, the show was blech-to-ok and I really only watched to see if Brenda and Kelly would scratch eachothers eyes out). But the co-ed band, called Tilly and the Wall was worth watching intellect-poaching-bad-acting to find. They come from Nebraska and they..... ROCK. It's like a punk version of the bangles mixed with some White stripes-esque beats. If their trippy tie-dyed myspace page and their recent show at SXSW is any indication of their awesomeness, then I am impressed. Enjoy "Pot Kettle Black".

ps: I also recommend "Beat Control"!

4. I remember the night well,(shocking I know). It was a hang out, beer, bean bags, hookah night at the FarmHouse senior year. We were on the porch in the wee hours of the morning. Alex insisted that he put "The Beautiful Girls" on my itunes (which was supplying the music on the smoky porch). They are a group from down under (since 2002) who has haunted me since college. Producing some really amazing roots/folk/reggae/often-minimalist type music, they have been compared to the likes of Ben Harper, Jack Johnson etc etc. I would reccomend "Freedom" if you're looking for mellow, and "Under a Southern Sky" if you're looking for some jam-band type festival rock. I would leave you with the song that brought me back to them, on my almost dead ipod the other day, a song call The Blackbird, but unfortunately it's not on youtube, so I'll leave you this one. Ashes. (disclaimer: I was unaware of the kissing stuff before I chose this video, so don't go getting all analytical).

5. Oh Wyclef. The only ex-Fugee to still have a career. I'm glad he's still around, cause everything he does sounds great, and there's just something about his voice. Maybe it's the fact that I could sing along to this song with my mother (after the shock and embarassment that we knew the same song wore off). Or maybe that his album with the giant pink thing on it confused me from my older sisters CD binder for years. (I later found out it was a pink carnival mask instead of what I could have sworn was a pink fist). But regardless, his stuff is Gold! Here's Fast Car. And it features Paul Simon. Holla!

6. Orange Sky. By Alexi Murdoch. And oldie (as in it's been around for awhile) but the Taxi Driver and I bonded over it a couple weeks ago (yay for normal and clean radio cab drivers in pdx) and so I've been reminded of its brilliance. Watch out for flashbacks to teen angst shows that it's been featured in (as well as basically any 'end of the episode emotional montage' ever made). Sounds a lot like Jeff Buckley mixed with a bluesy and slower James Taylor. And since I refuse to post one of the many youtube versions of this song that glorified the current war, I give you a live version.

7. The Review God of my Rock and Roll youth was none other than the wonderful and weirdly oversized Rolling Stone Magazine. And this past tuesday, as I hung with my two favorite Baracks (the man on the cover of the magazine and my haistylist of the same extremely rare name), I caught up on the all the amazingness within. The group is called "The Hold Steady" and after reading, I was convinced they were for me. A brooklyn band with minnesota roots (punk infused, yet also very midwest america rock/blues sounding) their song called "Chips Ahoy" kind of reminds me of the Empire Records soundtrack (hey maris, remember when we watched that were obsessed with that one song by sugarcult for about three days?!), but the stuff from their new album (Stay Positive) is considerably more mature and mellow (but with an appropriate dash of 'weezer' type intensity). Jesus that was a run on sentence, I apologize. Anyways, I can't quite figure out which song to suggest, so I say "go do it yourself" to this one.

8.. Jessie Baylin - she is another artist that I feel like I have mentioned before, but I am now (after this long ass post) too lazy look her up in my past editions, so I am going to recommend her anyways. She is another one of those folky-poppy-sexy female artists that I would practically go gay for. They are intelligent and mysterious and really really good at guitar. And she happens to have toured with Brett Dennen, so immediately think...I. Must. Listen. Now. Her debut album is fabulous (shared a producer with Norah Jones), and her new album Firesight is out this year. Random fact: she's engaged to one of the cool dudes from Kings of Leon. So anyways, her song 'Leave Your Mark' is one of my favorites. Here's a live version!

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Help!

2008-08-26T13:28:00.000-07:00

I know I have 'plugged' the organization that I'm going to South Africa with before, and have them linked on my sidebar, but I am asking all of you (probably like 5 readers) to go check out their website as they are going through some very rough times financially. They have many community partners, government grants, and official 'nonprofit' status, but the costs of running such an amazing program are large and overwhelming. They are a family dedicated to their work and as I get to know them more and more lately as I prepare for my trip, I am keenly aware of their needs.

Sooooo, If you have an interest in contributing, you can find their 'secure payment' link at the top left of their page (its on the main page, no tab-clicking needed).

Another option: I encourage you to check out their "wish list" (on the right side of the "support us page") which shows the things they need to run the program and take care of the babes! At the top of the page, under the title there are several green tabs, click on the "support us" tab and you will see many many orange link options such as "shop for the babies" and "contribute on a monthly basis hassle free" etc.

So, instead of this being a dry info-mercial-type plea for nonprofit donation to needy children, this is me, Claire, asking for your generousity to help an organization that I will be working with next year. Its a tangible way to be involved. Go for it!

Love and peace
-Claire Catherine

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My Literary To-Do List

2008-08-22T15:52:00.000-07:00

Here are 4 books I hope to have finished by the time I leave Portland

1. Heart of Darkness - for no particular reason other than the fact that it's one of those "everyone always mentions it, it must be full of wisdom" type books and the title has always bewitched me. Does anyone have a copy? Either way, I will be stopping by Powells for a worn and loved edition, I always feel more involved when I know its been devoured whole-heartedly by someone just like me.

2. Tar Baby - In my quest to read all of my idols books (ahem Toni Morrison if you didn't go to holynames), I havent found any of them as hard to get into as this one. The characters are lovely, but if you have been out of habit of reading her, it is often hard to find the rhythm of and follow the dialogue. It's coming along, and the cover is so pretty that I know I will stick to it.

3. Leaving the Saints: How I Lost the Mormons and Found My Faith - I began reading this on a trip to Powells my sophmore year of college and have not stopped thinking about it. Despite my almost creepy curiousity into cults and the 'weird' religions, this book did not strike me as a detailing of such life, but more so as a real memoir about a woman struggling to let go and regain her life. If I remember correctly, I was about 1/3 of the way through, so when I pick up my 6 dollar copy, I'm sure it will be quickly over.

4. This one is not a book, it is a chapter of a giant textbook (titled Kaplan and Sadock's Synopsis of Psychiatry) that has accompanied my bedside (I would say table, but what I really mean is shoe covered floor) for awhile now. I am currently in the middle of "Human Development Throughout the Lifecycle" and I. CAN. DO. IT.

5. My Antonia - Will Cather. I am going to re-read My Antonia because I LOVED this book as child (my mom said I read it like three times in sixth grade) but like every other movie or book that I havent watched or read at least 50 times, I can't remember it. Damn memory. I loathe thee. Plus, its rather short and will make this 5-books-in-one-month thing actually possible.

Any suggestions of books to add to my "Seatle for four months" reading list?

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Fall Start Bitches

2008-08-22T15:26:00.001-07:00

Unless you work in my office, it is hard to explain how insanely funny this is. And even better is that this was my boss' idea.

Peace Out

-School of Nursing Staff

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Things I Don't Want to Hear on a Blind Date

2008-08-19T08:36:00.000-07:00

"I'm always singing, always have music in my head, it's like I hear radio stations or something. We put so much out there, on frequencies, that who knows what we're picking up"

"Whenever I walk into a room, I feeeeel the room, like take in the vibes and the sense of what's going on, and I just feeeeel the room" (stoner voice)

"Even when I met her she was in a lesbian relationship, but I just really could feeel that there was something big about to happen in my life, so our son was definitely that stabilizing thing that I needed. So we moved to Phoenix. And she's still a lesbian."

"The lady who works reception at my work, is Uzbekistan-y, and they think she's a spy. She works with the door closed all the time. It's weird. And she can't get a hold of her family alot. Maybe she is a spy!"

"I think I sweat a lot more when I wear headphones, I don't know what it is, but it's definitely true. I just get really really wet whenever I'm rocking out, especially when I'm doing chores around the house. It's like they keep the heat in!"

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You Heard it Here First, Edition VII

2008-08-16T11:49:00.000-07:00

Apparently I now do these in Roman Numerals. I don' know. Just go with it. I'm not feeling that these need an intro. Life in portland is coming to a close. New things are becoming my focus. Life in seattle will be short, then I venture across the Atlantic. I am peeing my pants with excitement. But that does not distract me from obsessing about music. Here is my latest list.

1. I'm not sure HOW I did not know about this band before. Cause really, it screams hippie claire. They are called "neutral milk hotel". Yes. And they are pretty damn epic. Enjoy their "aeroplane over the sea", reccommended by Jonathan. Kind of reminds me of Kells. No wonder I like it.

2. M.I.A. I have always been intrigued, but got into her in the past two weeks after a tip from Jillian the magnificent lacrosse drunk. No, really, she's not a drunk. But the past few encounters with her, thats all we seem to get ourselves into. Back to the music, MIA, one of those semi-self-professed "retired" musicians. Whatever. She's punk, ska, indian, hip-hop etc etc. I can't put my finger on it. And despite the gun shots in this song, that rub me the wrong way, I think its superbly fun and catchy. She can really pull off those gold chains too, for some reason.

3. OK. ALERT THE PRESSES. The Cure has a new Album. Breathe. And then celebrate. Because anyone that came up with this song, this song, and my almost favorite song of all time, deserves some cred. Their new song. "The Perfect Boy". But what is WITH his hair? For reals, yo.

4. Everyone in my office is talking about this song. And by everyone I mean the most spastastic member of our staff, Elisa. And if I had my own office, I would be dancing around to this song too. It's by Lady Gaga, and called "Just Dance". We all need some of this techno-pop-dance lovelyness in our lives. And apparently she already remixed with Akon (cough scum), so theres that version as well. Go find it on Youtube.

5. Vampire Weekend. Thanks to Lauren (and their feature on mtv that I tried to resist since its mtv, right?), because these guys are pretty awesome. They classify themselves as Punk/NewWave/Classical. And they're pretty much just that. From the songs that I've been listening to allllll morning here at the coffee shop, my favorite is "APunk" which I think is their most popular, and is featured below. although other recomendations are "mansard roof" and "cape cod kwassa kwassa". My research shows they've had a few albums, but the one released in january of this year seems to be almost as good as grilled cheese sandwiches. Whoa. So to sum up, they channel the raconteurs at times, sample African-esque beats, and remind me a bit of the Arctic Monkeys. Enjoy!

6. Mmmm I love me some acoustic. Yes ma'am, I do. Fionn Regan (album titled 'End of History' released in 2007) is perfection. Although his uptempo stuff (protection racket demo) reminds me of bob dylan, his other slower, more acoustic repetoire is also along the lines of the late great folk singer. With that voice that is the hard to achieve balance between whiny and heartfelt, his song "Snowy Atlas Mountains" is freaking moving, damnit. A little bit of hillbilly, a little bit of eric miller, and a dash of postal service. Serve to Joshua Radin fans. Sounds good to me. (see alos "put a penny in the slot").

7. Apparently The Format has disbanded. Yes, we mourn appropriately. But Lauren told me that one of the dudes (main singer) from that amazing group is doing his own thing, with a couple other guys. Under the name of FUN. Oh man. His voice! It's back! Woo! And their page is kind of pink. Nice. He only has one song for now, since their album is set to be released in February 09, and it's called "Benson Hedges's Demo". It's everything great.

8. Time for another Hotel Cafe Tour shoutout. Their latest (formerly a waitress at the cafe in LA) is singer-songwriter Meiko. Along the lines of Tristan Prettyman, Jewel, The Watson Twins, other beautiful voiced women, etc etc. First discovered on my new cable series obsession called "The Cleaner". The song "said and done" (below) was featured recently. If I ever get myself to sit down with my unused guitar, I would learn some of her songs first.

She is so good, that it's worth TWO video plugs. The song is called "Boys with Girlfriends", and is a more catchy yet still beautiful pop song, with some very important advice for the whole "can boys and girls really be friends" pondery.

9. As a Sneak Peak into the 'old school hip hop' theme of my next Edition, I give you this favorite. Doesn't it just bring back the days of gradeschool, and lipsmackers, and breakfast club (st. joe's shoutout), and good ole kube 93? Yessssssss. (hint: wait for the chorus and then it will hit you)

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What Chess Peice Are You?

2008-08-15T13:49:00.000-07:00

The Bishop's Innkeeper
Congrats! Only 6-9% of the population score this!

The Bishop's Innkeeper enjoys the experience of life to the fullest. They enjoy the variety of people and material comforts. They are excellent team players and focus on tasks at hand utilizing fun. They find pleasure in the new. They will involve everyone in discussion and decision making. They value the strengths of different individuals and encourage people to contribute their best. They make great storytellers and in fact this is why they have a special place for children in their hearts. They are deprived when cut off from others.

They aren't fond of written studies, but prefer learning in a 'hands on' way. Because of this they do tend to rush. Schools can be difficult at first, but if they find the relevance of a subject - they will exceed. They are sensitive to criticism and may take it personally. They will focus on the task at hand but forgo the long term costs. However, they are practical with their approach and have a lively sense of humor. If one asks them a question, one should be prepared for a drawn out explanation of their answer and how it relates to their life.

The Bishop's Innkeeper is useful because they can quickly mobilize others during times of crises. They are genuine and optimistic so it is hard not to do as they say. They are the peacemaker due to their sympathetic and tactful natures. They are the builders of the ‘can-do’ atmosphere using humor to brighten everyone’s mood. You should be pleased scoring as a 'Pawn' - it proves that you are a constructive and contributing member of society.

I love it!

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Change of Subject

2008-08-10T19:07:00.000-07:00

So, apparently I had a melodramatic moment, forgive me :)

Back from Seattle! How I've missed that town, especially the cute guys in the U-district and the comfy bus seats. Mainly that. Oh...and my girlfriends.... only them a little bit :) The trip was fun, chaotic, wine-soaked, stressful, and relaxing. As usual, got some good cuddle time in with the little one, shopping and fighting with the mom and sister, and the interview went swimmingly. Too bad that doesn't translate into having the faintest idea about my chances!

Currently: eating spicy macaroni and cheese with chicken from new seaons market. BLISS.

Tomorrow: back to work!

In General: trying to find someone to go to "traveling pants" sequel with me. Come on!

Soon:

Move back to seattle

Survive mothers house

Maria starts at Holynames

happy hours with kathleen hopefully after work in north-ish seattle

visit to chicago to see maris before, hopefully in november

thats all I got foilks

-me

I wish I was kidding..........

2008-08-07T23:16:00.000-07:00

coming home makes me realize, once again, that there is a large probability that no one will ever marry me after they meet my family. and i know that everyone says that about their family, but I really mean it.

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UPDATION: O.M.G. Its Happening

2008-08-04T14:06:00.000-07:00

So many 'goings ons' are upon me!

1. The big change, aka move back to seattle (not menopause hehe), is coming soon!

2. I might possibly have a job starting mid-september, crossed fingers and fatty prayers this thursday evening at 5:15 are mutch appreciated.

3. South Africa is even closer than I expected. I'm going to soon start corresponding with my host families via facebook, so a huge cleanup of my site/photos needs to happen. Shit.

4. Packing must start ASAP, since a mid-september move is likely.

5. Tickets to SA will be nailed down by then as well.

6. Attempts to sell back clothes to trendy places in Portland will inevitably make me feel bad about myself, but are extremely necessary in the "get rid of a lot of your shit claire" task at hand, and will hopefully yeild mucho dinero.

7. My office days are coming to a close and I'm looking forward to the lack of beige. And getting to wear jeans.

8. A trip to Seattle this weekend means getting to see some of my favorite people for a much needed sleepover, and especially some cuddle time with the little one. All the "you truly love seattle" moments will remind that I CAN make it through a few months at home.

9. Only two more rent-checks to write, one being (hopefully) smaller.

10. The game called "try not to buy too many groceries cause you're leaving soon" has begun, although I refuse to feel crappy while eating cereal and cans of tuna, so I will be doing it right ya'll.

Any other "claire, you need to do this" reminders are much appreciated :)
Thanks

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Ali's Goodbye

2008-07-30T11:45:00.001-07:00

In honor of my just-for-a-short-while roomate and dear friend Downtown Ali Brown's departure from Portland (to continue her awesomeness in Lincoln, CA as a kick ass english teacher), I give you this......

Send a JibJab Sendables® eCard Today!

I will miss you!

Let's always have this much fun, even when we're real adults :)

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Boys are weird

2008-07-29T16:02:00.001-07:00

Dear Cute Boy

Please stop torturing me. I asked you out, yes I actually put myself out there and did the adult thing. Because you seem so awesome, and I thought there was something there, mainly because we kept having moments and mini-conversations in the hall where we couldnt stop smiling. And people noticed. And remember orientation, yeah, you leaned back in your chair to look at me behind the pillar three times for god's sake. So, because I gave you an easy way to ask me out 'back', then why have you failed to do so, yet have continued to flirt with me? It's infuriating. Either be an aloof asshole and ignore me, or ask me to coffee. It's simple. It really is. Stop trying to get my attention over the damn cube wall (not to mention through an entire set of blinds and through a window) when I'm not even looking, and there really isnt any need for you to stop by my desk at the front of the classroom after an evaluation and have a full on conversation with me about 'how I am doing'. You have full permission to ignore me, it would be so much easier if you did. And most importantly, stop smiling at me. Because your cuteness is so freaking me out. I have little mini excitedness-attacks whenever these things happen. Luckily my cube is hidden and I can be crazy alone, but I really don't need to be wasting my time on these things when you are consistently a tease. So stop flirting, stop looking, and stop smiling. And let me get back to convincing myself that "you're just not that into me".

Thanks

-Claire

ps: If you're gay, please let me know.

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Triviality: Hymp Day Blues - Formerly!

2008-07-28T15:51:00.000-07:00

Note: I originally wrote this blog the middle of last week. And by that I mean "to distract myself from the hell which was the last two weeks". I'm just being real. So take this with a grain of salt, and do not fret, because I am doing just fine now thank you. Full of a free 'dean search' luncheon and wedding dress oohing and awwing with an engaged coworker.

Work sucks lately. I have been going nonstop, not had a lot of time at my desk (aka fun coworker distractions, email, coffee, and pandora softrock), a lot of mornings starting at 730 and some evenings not ending till 5. And I don't even want to talk about my late days this week. My favorite use of vulgarity is appropriate here.... Fuck Me! So..... (thanks to shop it to me and other random online sale 'rack' searching) I have put together a list of "if only it even existed, or I had a reason to buy this" list. It's silly, its stupid, and vain. But I can't help it. Shopping raises Seratonin. So all haters can just go.... oh whatever. Here are the goodies.

1. First and foremost, a "instant traveling machine" so i could never have to worry about saying goodbye to anyone, ever. Selfish, I know. but dont pretend like you dont want one too! :)

2. These shoes, which I found on 'sale mail' and instantly loved in a 80's revival sort of week that its been, and then today realized that they are Chippewa Shoes. One of the many Maris Jean Jager vibes I've been receiving from on high recently. The fact that we chose Bitch to sing at karoake on friday is evidence enough for a God since I was just asking Maris what we should choose via text. All hail the shopping version of ESP. Chippewa Pride. :) And don't worry, Maris is currently brainstorming about the Chippewa gang sign that should accompany those shoes.

3. If possible, that this wedding dress would never ever ever not exist, because I want it. That is all. Not a huge favor to ask from Mr. (or Mrs?) Alvina Valenta, right? But I must remind myself that a Spring 05 Collection dress will probably not be available when I get married. Especially considering I will probably not being doing that untill 2050.

4. Middle Sister Wine Company giving me a share of their earnings, or some stock, or realy.... just a few bottles, cause that would really be awesome. Considering how tried and true "middle sister" I am, they ought to be grateful for their practically free product advertisement. Jeez.

5. A few hundred dollars to be able to fly here

Notice the arrow: pointing near Richards Bay, and then to the left of that there is Empangeni!

and hang with these people and their babies!

6. One more hour in the day. Half of which I would dedicate to sleep. Just so I could manage to be the "at least 7 hours preferably 8" kind of sleep person that I truly am. And the second half to walking. An hour and a half of walking a day would be bliss. After an hour, I just kind of want a little bit more.

7. A mop that actually works. Cause it would be so so so much easier to mop my stupid linoleum kitchen floors that seem to never stay clean with an actual mop. Not one from the 1980's.

Thanks!

and just for shits and giggles, go check out this website. If only Nordstrom were interactive like this one!

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Faith in Humanity

2008-07-26T15:10:00.001-07:00

I believe in us.

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You heard it here first, Edition VI

2008-07-25T14:28:00.000-07:00

Oooooh goodie! Another one. I realized that this is only the 6th installment of this series (well technically the 7th since the 4th edition was a two part series), and that really isnt that many, but I feel like I've been writing these forever. Aside from funny conversations and political rants, and a dash of random list/updations, these are my favorite to write. So sit back, get a glass of iced tea (I reccomend Numi Simply Mint!), close your eyes as you listen (hey, it works ok!) and maybe have a bowl of frosted flakes, cause this stuff is greeeeattt!

1. Soooo I'm pretty much obsessed with anything Jason Mraz right now, and a random interview revealed that one of he is fascinated by Bjork. And as I really only know her as the lady with awesomely weird music, and that one swan dress, I gave her a good youtube search and found some incredibly stuff. You have to be prepared for some weirdness, but as I tend to like the 'weird in a good way' I was thoroughly impressed by this song. It's called "Alll is Full of Love".

2. Robin Thicke. Sex on a stick. Plain and simple. And a man that isnt afraid to use glitter in his music videos, is a real man to me :) He's written songs and won grammys with people since he was 16 (anyone from Mya to Brian McKnight (as a mentor) to Pink to Christina to Usher to Pharrell) and now he's been doing his own thing for awhile. His last album "Evolution of Robin Thicke" is excellent and his new one is equally exciting (to me at least). He claims that his new stuff has a little bit of a disco feel, with some Fred Astaire moments. Fedora me silly. His new song, called Magic.

3. So my Aunty Anna (aka superaunt) is probably peeing her pants right now in anticipation of the fact that Fleetwood Mac is going on tour again. Gasp! And in honor of their greatness, and awesome rocker women, here is a really cool cover of Crash (Dave Matthews Band) by Stevie Nicks. Man, if she can be in a band with the former 'love of her life' than I can do anything. Props to her.

3. Knowing my memory, the fact that I have such a vivid mental picture of opening up the case to their album OK Computer in front of my dark wooden splintering music cabinet in my montlake house, speaks volumes. Radiohead. Tried and true. Their newest, 'House of Cards' has a really trippy video, with really cool graphics. Another one of the reasons why I'm kicking myself for not yet learning the guitar.

4. So this one is a 'right now favorite' on my itunes, and when it popped up on my ipod yesterday during my commute, I kept it on repeat for about an hour and a half. No lie. I even got out a peice of paper and started writing down the lyrics. I was incredibly moved. Probably because I'm feeling exactly what she is singing about in this song. This one goes out to Ali Brown, and she knows why. It's called "Any Day" and I had no luck finding it on youtube or projectplaylist so I leave it up to you guys to seek it out on itunes, its definitely worth 99 cents. Ani Ani Ani!

5. Speaking of my Jason Mraz obsession, here is 'God moves through you'. It's spectacular. I never thought of him as having a religious/spiritual/universe-thinker-over-guy side. But regardless, I really really like it. And while we're on the subject, there is one off his new album called "love for a child" that is crazy good. Man of many talents.

6. So The Format. One of my all time favorite reccomendations by Lauren. And I just love love love his voice. Whiny at its best :) with a little bit of added twang. I like it, I like it alot. This song is fabulous. Once you get to the website, click the big fatty play button on the first track :)

7. Lastly, I cannot do one of these random posts without including a silly but fun pop song. And since I'm sure everyone knows about people like Mika and Katy Perry and Kylie Minogue, then I'm going to suggest Alphabeat. I mean really...Danish people are my people, so I must represent. I suggest the newest version of Boyfriend. Perfect for the gym. I also want his zip-up. But mainly I'm just impressed with the hair, the eyeshadow, the cassettes, Go 80's!

By the Way: There's an updation to my "Awesome Work Quote of the Week" thingy on my sidebar! Check it out!

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Actually, umm nope, no explanation

2008-07-23T12:00:00.000-07:00

Hilarious-dorky-bear of a college friend Isaac and mine's conversation yesterday on gmail during one of my 5 minute breaks from the lab.........

Isaac: so wow the sideboob
Me: I know! I had to detagg myself, cause i have to keep it kosher for coworkers sake, but Im totlaly not ashamed
Isaac: you shouldnt be
Me: I'm not! My boobs are awesome
Isaac: wait, you're not Jewish
Me: But I would love to be, I love Jewish-ness
Isaac: you could convert
me: apparently its really hard to convert, plus jesus was pretty badass
Isaac: true, jesus ftw
me: oooh is this some cool new acronym that i am unaware of?
Isaac: for the win, its from hollywood squares, but its used online a bunch among the gamers as like a rallying cry etc, look it up on wikipedia
Me: hmmm will do, ps: you're a dork
Isaac: Here's a link, its used both genuinely and sarcastically, kinda like "oh snap"
me: oh sac, what would i do without you
Isaac: die of herpes? i dunno, build a car completely powered by peanuts?
me: probably the herpes, cause im pretty sure i couldnt build a car without a man
Isaac: lol
me: yep, i said it
Isaac: says the feminist
me: feminist claire, right, but its true, for me at least
Isaac: if anyone could figure out how to die from herpes it would be u, its pretty non-fatal isnt it, just really annoying? and lifelong
me: hahaha, yes, its just a chronic thing
Isaac: or a tragic hairdrier accident
Me: OH MAN my hairdryer, its melting, is a story in itself
Isaac: btw, seen batman yet?
Me: no i havent seen it yet, but im thinking about it....mainly just cause heath is in it, although I'm not a big comicbook reader/obsessor
Isaac: basically most amazingness ever, alex pooed himself watching it twice, cause basically the joker is alex's role model
Me: hahahaha, or maybe three times and you didnt notice
Isaac: quite possibly

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What is with all the Crazy lately?

2008-07-21T17:57:00.000-07:00

So people have been crazy lately, not anyone I'm close to, but the number and severity of my 'what the hell' reactions are up from last month. Sometimes they are hilarious and not dramatic, like this man on the bus this morning (a grown ass business-man around the age of 35) who was listening to britney spears 'toxic' over and over again on his ipod, probably not realizing that it was loud enough for the entire bus to hear. And short of singing along to the awesomely high electronic rift parts as Maris and I mused would make it even better, it pretty much made my day, and helped me and my chicago friend get through our manic mondays. On the other hand, literally, since its in my phone, I have the ridiculous reaction from my "boss" after I gave her my two weeks notice (my part time job). I have ethical reasons for leaving this job, not to mention their filthy house and last minute requests for help, as well as logistical reasons (its incredibly hard to fit with my other regular nine to five job) but mainly because I get messages such as these, in response to my incredibly professional voicemail. She decided to text, of course, which just reinforces her ridiculousness. Prepare yourself.

Word for word.....

"its kinda like add insult to injury i feel well i can't explain we r a family that relies/& trusts i guess when people say they will help i am stunned"

and

"sorry you feel that way when you called earlier you made a committment i would not call i did also have tons of hrs u r not"

Ummmm could you read that? YEAH I didn't think so. I AM NOT KIDDING YOU. I had to FIGHT the urge to edit that as I was writing it here, cause a little comma never hurt anyone! I am speechless. Can you fault me for quitting working for/with someone who obviously does not have the self control to calm herself down before she texts me? Let alone thinks texting is the way to go about discussing employment. Anyways. I thought you guys would apperciate those moments of crazy in my life lately. I hope they made you laugh. Cause after a stupid day like today was, (ie getting a papercut between my fingers being the LEAST of my stresses)..... I sure needed one as well. So keep reminding me of the britney moment.

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Up and Down and Up Again

2008-07-18T10:30:00.000-07:00

The past couple of weeks have been emotionally awful for several reasons and I basically almost gave in (insert mind bubble saying "wow, is this how its going to be?") but then thought WAIT a SECOND. Nope. Not gonna happen. So I "rested" for a few days, ie didnt run, just walked, didnt talk to many people, and ate what I wanted (within reason) and realized, that sometimes, that's all you really need. A damn good meal. And since I have been waiting untill today (payday) to go grocery shopping cause its so fucking expensive, I have been slowing realizing how not eating well REALLY affects me. Not just "oh I'm hungry" but things such as "why I am so depressed, this sucks, but I had toast and peanut butter I should be fine!". Silly and irrational I know, but word for word my thought process most evenings, as I wallowed and read my new psych book. So now that I'm back on track, with a run tonight, a hip hop show (which I'm kinda nervous for.... hey, just being honest)a "extra long run" planned for tomorrow, and Ali and my last trip to the yummiest breakfast place ever (Beaterville) before we both leave this lovely city for the next phase of our lives - I think I will be fine. Whew, longest sentence ever. And it reminds me of what my momma always tells me... 'you were such a happy baby'. And I am so grateful that that personality-temperment has lasted.

And just for shit's sake, and cause I'm worried about her right now (rightfully so, because she is staying with my sometimes crazy grandmother at the lake) I'm including this ridiculously awesome picture of my littler sister Maria. I call her Punky, short for another silly pet name. I think it suits her perfectly. :) ps: She's the one with the tongue.

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I need to know!

2008-07-14T16:04:00.000-07:00

Ok, so for several days I have numerous (weirdly unconnected) conversations about whether the correct term for what can also be called an "oxford shirt" is "button up" or "button down" shirt. I have always thought it was "button up" and constantly refer to that certain color blue of a button up shirt that men tend to wear, which can totally and completley drive me nuts. No. lie. Girls, I'm pretty sure you know what I'm talking about. Ok, so the conversation at work was prompted by the cute (possibly a firefighter) that was teaching a CPR class for our students. Umm, I would so be the first one with my hand up for volunteering. You can recuscitate me anytime :) Ok, I digress..... Furthering the confusion is that I have heard they are seperate terms used to refer to whether its a guy or a girl wearing said shirt. Some people also say "button down" refers to those that have buttons that secure the collar down. Oh the chaos! The upheaval! So many opinions! And I have yet to be satisfied with anyone's answer (regardless of the fact that its probably because it doens't match mine :) and so I ask you, all of my five readers, for your opinon. So tell me what you think!

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You heard it Here First, Edition 5

2008-07-12T15:05:00.000-07:00

1. Kathryn Williams. Ok, so that's the name of a gradeschool friend of mine, so it brings back a lot of memories which are pretty surreal to be reminded of, but she's also a really good singer-writer-find that I recently came across during pandora time one afternoon at work. Apparently she's been around for awhile, but regardless, her songs are quiet storms. A slow, almost melancholy, jewel mixed with janis mixed with ingrid michaelson masterpeice. Enjoy "Fell down fast" (if you can find it!) and also Hollow, featured below.

2. Jason Mraz. How I love thee. There is on end to my love. He often comes across as simple or overly poppy. But there is something about his music that is constantly moving to me. And his live stuff is worlds different. But his latest, I'm Yours, is unmistakenly his style and perfect for the summer. And who is better to channel for this time of year than Jack Johnson!?

3. In the spirit of hippie-portland, as evident by the stompin good time that I passed by on my walk past the ho-down at the local food co-op the other day, here is a really awesome johny cash-blue grass-outback sounding guy with an great head of hair. Acoustic guitar at it's finest.

4. I will never forget when Liz Stuart, a sophmore on my floor freshmen year, came back from his concert and he had sign her jeans. I thought she was totally awesome and so very rock and roll groupie. It was silly and cool at the same time. She had come back from a Howie Day concert. Yeah, hence the silly. But no, for reals, he's kind of awesome. Kind of 90s pop pulled into the 2 thousand tens....(or whatever else you call this decade). And this particular song, called She Says, always pops up on my "work appropriate" radio stations on pandora. So it constantly stuck in my head. Go find it!

5. This is one falls under the "I don't remember how I found this" category, so it doesn't surprise me in the least that they're kind of weird. But weird in a good way. Good in that there's plenty of keyboard, some violin, a girl lead singer, they're from Australia, an 80s punk feel, and they seem to love converse. I'm down with ALL of that. My favorite one is "Get what you want" although this is a close second.

6. They use the EGG, they're british, and they dance like total nerds. Enough said.

7. And I cannooottt get this song out of my head. I have some of their stuff, so it comes up on shuffle sometimes, but once it in my head, it doesnt usually go away for about a week. And a little secret....it kind of makes me feel cultured. :) A group of people that get together to sing, dance, play..... seems like my kind of place. Mmmm makes me want a taco from Ole Ole.

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What's on my Desk: courtesy of MomBrain

2008-07-11T11:17:00.000-07:00

Author's Note: A wonderful lady, who I was lucky enough to have as a mentor, employer, and child-care teacher (who's son I miss dearly) through highschool and college, also happens to be a writer and all around interesting / funny / talented blogger. Her site is one of my many daily check ins, and has hilarious insights into her life as a mom and beyond. Recently, she let us into her desk-world, and inspired the following Blog Idea.

What's on My Desk:

1. Unscented lotion that I reapeatedly rub on my healing tattoo.

2. A three headed USB monster chord for my camera.

3. My Ipod that no longer lets me see its contents and simply is on repeat.

4. Various notes about account passwords, website code, and my shipping confirmation for this awesome (and cheap) book.

5. My makeup bag, which has become my constant companion during this week of ridiculously early mornings in the lab, and alarm "not gong offs". Translation = me setting it for pm accidently or unintentionally not hearing it.

6. A reminder to sit up straight and take deep breaths. It's all about self-care here in the nursing world.

7. A handful of lavender from my thoughtful and caring Dean.

8. A box of old office keys.

9. Today's coffee mug. Cup # 2.

10. A picture of all the lovely student worker ladies, neatly cropped to leave out all the things that are not appropriate for an office staff directory list, but blatantly displayed in downloadable (blackmail) facebook pictures.

11. A paper snowflake leftover from christmas.

12. The Code Martha Packet for workplace violence. Scary. Almost happened this morning.

13. A calendar displaying february.

14. 8 bajillion sticky note pads, in various colors other than pastel.

15. 2008 Women's Rules (Lacrosse) Ref Handbook.

Analyze that!

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Truth, for the low price of two payments of 35 dollars!

2008-07-09T13:40:00.000-07:00

The RAND Corporation and an Army group put together two reports on how the planning and execution of the war happeneing, what didn't work, what we were not prepared for, and all the details that are constantly speculated upon by the media, congress, and the American public. And instead of speculation, you can get the real facts. That first report, by the RAND Corporation (a federally financed center that conducts research for the military), is called "After Saddam: Prewar Planning and the Occupation of Iraq" and the second one, compiled by the Army Combined Arms Center is called "On Point II: Transition to the New Campaign". Its tangible and out there. So get educated. And know, democrat or republican, what you're talking about.

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Vegas: Ridiculousity

2008-07-07T13:00:00.000-07:00

A List (cause really, a coherent post with a beginning, middle, and end is rather impossibly to come up with about such a crazy weekend) of Vegas moments, thoughts, observations, and highlights.

Tricia likes to be nude. Most of the time. And has "perky little tits".

Speaking of boobs, sometimes its hard to keep them under wraps. Then we have moments when we don't even know if they're in or out and lauren says things like "whoa I thought my nipple was out, and then I realized no its just my baby soft skin!"

Vegas = lots and lots and lots of crazy people. More crazy than you've probably ever experienced. Usually drunk and crazy, but sometimes crazy on their own, without the additive that the sin-filled city contributes. And when crazy people get scary and mean, thats when you don't want them sitting next to you on the bus.

Sometimes its really hard for three people to figure out plans for the day, the evening, or even the night.

Drunk guys saying (with a slurred voice) 'you're gorgeoussss' on the elevator.....will never ever ever not make me laugh!

Casinos are dirty and smoky and just not glamorous. And if you don't know all the ins and outs of gambling and card games....its kinda intimidating at the same time. We stuck to the dollar slots and did just fine thank you!

Getting a tattoo hurts like a bitch, and don't try to tell me otherwise.

After three nights, I was soooo ready to go home to smoke free Portland.

Whenever possile, make up code names to be able to judge (verbally and openly) all the drunk crazies around you. It's fun, harmless, and every once in awhile you will even include yourself in the game. All's fair in Vegas. See another recap of our vegas times on Lauren's blog featuring the decoder.

I. Hate. Flying. It will never be fun. I will always feel gross, slightly nauseaus, dry mouth, and out of sorts before, during, and afterwards. Regardless of how much dramamine I take or ginger ale and pretzels I eat. And that fucking sucks, cause I love traveling.

The power of thank you is even more effective when you're so obviously drunk, tourist-ing, or lost; or any combination of the aforementioned unfortunate situations. That and some classy cleavage, cause God knows I wouldnt have gotten such a strong 32 oz gin and tonic without both of those.

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Since everyone and their MOTHER is getting married lately.....

2008-07-01T20:59:00.000-07:00

Something Old

Something New

I don't know if this is true or not....but its freaking awesome

Something Borrowed

If you haven't heard of postsecret.com, then I am sad for you. Go check it out.

Something Blue

as an equal portand-er and beer-snob i was saddened by this exchange.....and don't even get my started on how I feel about applebees.....

Woman: Oh, where was that place we had that really good beer? I forgot where that was... Do you remember...?
Guy: Wasn't it Applebee's or something?

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sticky notes - peek into my life

2008-06-26T13:53:00.000-07:00

The list of "to-dos" (both personal and world related) that inevitably pile up on my clipboard notepad at work, in no particular order, but the ones from today happen to be particularly ridiculous in their obscurity.....

1. Do a criminal background check on YOURSELF, on the contract website

2. Bring an old bra to work

3. Scan, scan, scan

4. Breathe and sit up straight

5. Key Lady Project

6. Delete clients who have passed away

I apologize for that last one....but really, thats what I wrote down

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Power to the People

2008-06-25T12:50:00.000-07:00

I just can't help but really EXCITED that this could possibly happen. How awesome would that be!?

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How to appear put together when you're really not

2008-06-25T09:31:00.000-07:00

So, I tend to be slightly disorganized yet keenly aware of whats going on....at all times. It's my plight. My ever-lasting sitaution that I have learned to embrace. And over the past few weeks I have also been making a mental note on how to avoid actually looking that way. Cause in reality, even though it tends not to show, there is a lot going on up there! I swear! But sometimes it doesnt translate into finding my keys or remembering that one movie....and other socially 'important at the moment' type things. So, this list might only apply to me, but I find these tips helpful and have a sneaking suspicion that I am not the only one hiding their crazieness.

1. Make these, and throw a few on some ice-cream, if you have guests over and people will be talking about it for the rest of the night. And they keep! It's the small things folks, and Pioneer Woman knows how to rock them.

2. For girls: Make sure to have a 'carry all' type purse that looks good with a dress up outfit and a sweatshirt! Such as the target version of this.

3. At work: Always keep your thumb on the Alt button and your middle finger on the Tab button so that you can quickly switch back to your excell sheet or outlook inbox from whatever you're not supposed to be reading or doing online. And don't take this the gross way, I'm only suggesting that People or CNN or gasp PerezHilton not be up on your screen. But yeah, try it. Hold Alt, then click tab. It's magic.

4. If you're a 9-5er like me or even volunteering or whatever else that involves office type work, carry a nice olf fashioned wooden clip board around. They make you feel amazing, and they're only 97 cents. 97 cents people!

5. Mascara and lip gloss. Easy peasy.

6. Keep your public transit "tracker" phone number in your cell phone. Even if you don't take public transportation, it is a good resource for keeping up on construction going on in your city that could hinder your commute or attempt to get to happy hour, major delays, checking on intersection locations, one way streets, events going on in your city, how to find a bus you need if your car breaks down, or traffic. Tri-Met is one of my-favs on my cell, but I'm just a freak like that.

7. Take notes. Always. Meetings. Events. Interviews. Even if you're on the phone with your best friend and forgot to mention something to them or a reminder to look something up that we're trying to do in Vegas, write yourself a note, keep a sticky note pad on your nightstand, cause God knows you'll forget 23 and half minutes later. And by you, of course I mean me.

8. Wear sunglasses when it's sunny. Simply as that. Go by a 10 dollar target pair, a pair of 'bug eye' shades if you're feeling trendy, and not only will you deter the line forming between your eyebrows, but you won't look confused! Recently, if I forget my sunglasses or just forget for a few moments after leaving new seasons to get them off my head and put them on my face, have been wincing in pain and confusion as to why...a) i cant see anything and ....b)people are starting to stare at my surely unattractive scrunching of the face. And it also proves extremel effective when you're sitting at the bus stop on the way to work, getting in a little "i can't read on the bus cause i'll puke like im 7 years old and on a roadtrip" reading, that no one will notice you cry. Damn books. They get me every time. But my sunglasses keep others from knowing.

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If you're armed, you can't hug

2008-06-24T10:49:00.000-07:00

There is a huge "anti-China" sentiment in our country currently. Everyone is talking about how we're not keeping up with the Chinese, and how we're in debt to them, and how they make everything now, and blah blah blah. I have my own personal opinion about China, which I will refrain from explaining, but the whole thing really seems to me more of a ego issue for our government than anything else. Because, we're American, we can't possibly not be the most powerful country in the world, eek, help, not fair! Despite all the whining and the fear and the stupidity, on the part of the government, the general public, and media, our government has no problem being involved in arms dealership with them in the middle east. No problem at all. Cause apparently that whole 'foe' factor doesnt really come into play when we're dealing with money and guns and continued unrest in the middle east. No worries, we can overlook the fact that we trash talk them all the time and make sure we get our money and of course fulfill our "protection" responsibilites in the middle east. And they really just don't care that these kinds of things keep happening, which in the end only makes the US seem more sleezy. Even if these 'allegations' don't turn out to be true, or somehow the US officials involved somehow are safeguarded by the administration (oops I mean 'exonerated'), they have still managed to do just that, create more scum that is getting harder and harder for our country to wash off. Way to go Bush. When will they learn?

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The Ghosts of Years Past - 11 through 17 years old

2008-06-23T15:59:00.000-07:00

11 years old - My sister and I dug a hole in my backyard, underneath the swingset that my father built, to China. We were determined....for about three hours.

12 years old - I wore a striped blue shirt and new dark wash jeans to my first day of junior high. It was also Maria's first day of preschool. We practically matched and the smiles were never bigger as we posed for pictures on the front lawn. I had Ms. Green for homeroom and I got to sit near Katie and Maris. It rocked.

13 years old - I got called Ellen (ie lesbian) by my former Twin McHottie crush because I had a picture of Gwen Stefanie (and No Doubt) on my forest green binder. Also, Kathleen and I would go downtown every other week after mass to watch a matinee movie.

14 years old - In Mr. McKay's freshmen year homeroom Gabby and I made up a song/dance to "whip it" by Divo. There was also a senior in my health class who had nor-plant in her arm. She was nuts.

15 years old - Maria fell off the swings, because I didn't catch her in time, and broke her arm. She got a white cast and then decided to cut off her bangs. She looked homeless for awhile.

16 years old - I went on a trip to visit my dad on his "business trip". It turned out he was in rehab. That trip was a peek into the forthcoming familial chaos and also was the setting for my first kiss with a guy named Max. My sister and I swam every night in the hotel pool.

17 years old - I sweated through Ms. Shaddy's AP history and english clases and I almost fell down the stairs when she pulled me aside to compliment my Song of Solomon Final Essay. And lets not forget the time I held Maris' hair as she turned green and puked in the garbage can outside.

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Why I love Maris Jean Jager

2008-06-20T14:10:00.000-07:00

I just recieved the meanest email I have ever recieved from a family member. In response to me sharing my soon to be reality dream of going to Africa and volunteering, I was responded to with judgement and not one ounce of joy. High horse preaching followed, with a ever-present dash of 'youre not as enlightened as me cause I went to rehab and I'm going to share my recovery with you' bullshit. And the one person, who can probably most relate to this crap, Maris Jean Jager, is the reason for this self-centered woe is me yet 'dont i have the best friends ever' blog. She responded with just the right amount of anger, support, and a fabulous ending setence....

"and if he cant see that, then he should go bask in his privileged upbringing and self-centered existence a little more. He doesn't know anythin"

I am shocked. In a good way. Feeling out of breath by how amazing and quick to action she was, and all my friends are, in their efforts to back me up. To us. Clink. So hopefully that cross-america cheers will help me wake myself from the fog that this black cloud, which decended so rapidly and forcefully, has already placed over my day.

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Sometimes, all I want to do is be a Shrink

2008-06-17T10:40:00.000-07:00

I am a huge neuroscience nerd, hard to the core. And since I am equally a fan of sarcasm and all other forms of wit, I found this article to be the highlight of my day. It's freaking sweet.

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The Ghosts of Years Past 3 - 10

2008-06-16T14:32:00.000-07:00

Last night at our 'nightcap' dessert celebration, Ali came up with a game to commemorate my birthday. For every year of my life, that I could remember, I was to share my favorite memory, or one that stood out in my mind. And since we both love talking about ourselves (we are damn good at it) I jumped on it, plus it was a great way to cap a not so great day. Some of these are the ones I shared with Ali last night, and others have popped into my head since that rummaging session last night.

Ages 3 - 10

3 years old - one of my first memories of all time. We learned french in preschool, in the basement of st joe's gradeschool. You know when you close your eyes and the outline and 'negative' of what you were just looking at is 'visible' on the inside of your eyelid for a few seconds, well I remember closing my eyes as he spoke french to us, and having the outline of his head appear in orange, red, black, blue etc. I was fascinated. And I even remember the desk I was sitting at, in front of him to my right, a primary color 'little person' desk.

4 years old - We got our cat, from the drummer of my dad's first band. We named her muffin. She was a long haired calico.

5 years old - I was in Ms. DeForest's class, a friend of my parents from college who was dating another one of their SU friends, and I really really needed to know when they were getting married. So I asked, during story time. Even at a young age, I was a huge flaming gossip.

6 years old - I couldn't find underwear, so I wore swimsuit bottoms to school. That was also the year that I figured out what a crush was, and had one on the same guy till I was 12. Yeah.

7 years old - We had a summer school in our tree fort in our back yard. Caitlin, being the oldest, was of course the teacher, and Alex, Rosemary, James, and I were the students. We even had homework and little tiny desks. It was awesome.

8 years old - Our parents pulled over to a rest stop on the way to visit my great grandmother and the family farm in Oregon, they told us we were soon going to have an addition to our family. Caitlin immediately thought we were getting a horse. My mother, in her grey tshirt dress, told us she was pregnant and that we would have a little sibbling! Caitlin and I then spent the next 9 months thinking of baby names and pulling them out of hats in our shared bedroom every night before going to sleep.

9 years old - Maria was born. I used to go into her room and pick her up while she was sleeping. One time she woke up and screemed. Mostly she didn't.

10 years old - my neighborhood girlfriends and I had sleepovers as often as possible. We grew tired of our the anxiety of asking our parents for permission, and their sometimes "nos" so we made up a "may we please have a sleepover" song. We even had harmony, we were so freaking awesome, and they could barely ever say no.

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PS: Um yeah,

2008-06-13T13:21:00.000-07:00

The most frequent hit I get on my blog, accounting for 90 percent of the hits (other than the general blog hits) is my blog titled "Hey, where are the enema kits I ordered?". Ummmm yeah, I didn't realize enemas were that sought after :)

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Birthday Weekend Pre-Jitter

2008-06-13T12:56:00.000-07:00

Phew. I have finally gotten most of my "check this out energy" onto this blog. Sorry you had to endure all the music vomit lately, but I am back, live and in person! So the weekend is filled with some pretty fun activities (thanks Ali!), some much needed pampering at a salon, and seattle visitors! I'm a little worried about the hair appointment though, which I was excited about I could pee my pants, but its now becoming less appealing because a thorough review of the comments on citysearch find it to be not so great. And its not just a sprinkling of bad reviews, it's MOSTLY bad reviews, so please cross your fingers :) But regardless of the fact that I could be wearing hats for about two months following saturday, I am so incredibly happy to be going into this weekend of fun. I do wish I could have certain people in town to celebrate with me, but a dessert and drinks outing on saturday, a hike, brunch with family, and hopefully much more laughter and picture taking :) will fill my time and I will post all the crazy good times at some point next week :)

While you're waiting for my updates, patiently yet eagerly I'm sure - please check out Lauren and Ali's blogs. Lauren is documenting her solo trip through Paris and Ali has just finished her first year of subbing and has some gems of wisdom from that experience. I know, I have amazing friends and sometimes I wonder why they put up with me!?

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These. Kids. ROCK.

2008-06-09T21:41:00.001-07:00

this deserved its own post. It's amazing. And i'm well aware that I use that word alot, but I really really mean it this time.......Recently I have rediscovered some of those beautiful female singers of the nineties, think Alanis, Shawn Colvin, Paula Cole, Tracy Chapman, and came across this cover of a Tori Amos song "Flying Dutchman" by a youth choir in new york city. This one is for my "mr holland opus" loving teacher of a roomate. :) these kids sing like nothing else. It's shockingly beautiful. Hahaha and check out the girl in tye-dye, a born performer :)

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You heard it here first, Edition 4, Volume II

2008-06-09T15:46:00.000-07:00

And it continues...le sigh....

1. Everyone remembers that lovely but overplayed "now I'll go to Bosstoooon" song from awhile back. It was fun, poppy, and that perfect balance of melancholy and beautiful. Well Augustana is back with another sweet song. Sweet and Low, to be exact. It's suprisingly better, similarly comforting in its 'manufactured sounding', but its awesome. So booyah. (Although my father would dissaprove, his recipe for a silly pop song is one that goes into its chorus within less than 30 seconds - and this one definitely falls into that category).

2.O.M.G. Cute boy slightly acoustic soul-pop. My weakness. My ultimate 'I will never grow out of this'. It's so clean and sincere and innocent. Well, Jason Mraz falls into this group and borders on vulgarity sometimes, but thats a story for another time. So, his name is Matt Duke. He's amazing. And cute. So there. Try "Sex and Reruns" and "I've got atrophy on the brain".

3. Sia is an artist that I found threw the weird self torture that persists when I can't rip myself away from A&E's documentary-esque show titled, and is pretty self explanatory as, Intervention. Her style is ecclectic, a little bit Annie Lennox, a little bit Jewel, and a little bit just plain awesome. The most chill, and haunting, of her songs is Breathe Me.

4. About a year ago now, I was rocking out to their alternative sound, but for some reason have not revisited them untill I was reminded of them by alternative portland radio. (Thank you KNRK for your ever revealing wisdom. I am dying a little bit inside each morning when I don't get to listen to Gustav and the Jon Stewart minutes. That was the only good thing about that house, the huge stereo that blared as a I got ready naked and alone). Ok, focus, the band. My Morning Jacket. One of my fav is Run Thru (a little bit trippy, not gonna lie), but others of late are "Touch me, I'm going to Scream" as currently being played on the best station in portland, right ali?

5. Some of my music is so far back in my emails, I don't even remember where I found it, those are kinda the most fun to research or share. This one is Esthero, apparently been around a long time, but her/their song "Never gonna let you go" makes me really really wish that 'my' ipod could have withstanded my several drops so I could still see the face and actually still put my music on it. And the more I listen to it, the more I just want to dance around for hours in my newly 'acquired' soft as hell holynames sweats. Holllah.

7. And a giant shoutout to the new music by Coldplay (what I wouldn't give to be able to write music like you can) and some of my "I haven't had the time that your greatness requires, to listen and appreciate" groups such as the new Radiohead, Weezer, Counting Crows, Jewel (doing that country soul thing she does so well) and the Kooks. They all have new or soon to be released stuff. I am ashamed. I'll leave it at that.

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You heard it here first, Edition 4, Volume 1

2008-06-08T17:42:00.001-07:00

Wow. So I thought it hadn't been that long since I last posted one of these oh so important music review thingies that I work so hard on, but then I looked at the last one and it was over 2 months ago! Sheesh, not only have I been denying all of my lovely readers (I got a hit from Estonia and the US Virgin Islands in the past few days - how random) but I have also let my emails to myself, at work - that i then drag into my personal folder with all sorts of 'look into this' reminders whenever I think of someone or some song, get really really long. So I have decided to split my suggestions into three volumes. So here we go. I am bursting with excitement over several of these and feel that the collection as a whole is very diverse and summer-playlist ready. Enjoy.

1. Ok. First, is the new Janet Jackson. Called Feedback. Enough Said. I love it. It makes me want to run faster. Thank you Janet. And I wouldn't mind if she remixed it with Missy Elliot. I'm just sayin.

2. I have a small place in my heart for old rockers. Older guys who keep rocking, even though they have families and probably don't sell as many albums, and they just do it cause they love it, and they do it right. Busch frontman, hello Mr. Gavin Rossdale (aka mr gwen stefani), has a new album and he definitely holds his own. It's all about respecting your elders.

3. This next one is pretty silly, but oh so hilarious and catchy - pure pop bliss. And I want her style. At least some of it.

dedicated to sarah davidson :)

4. Everything that comes out of rockafella records seems to be fabulous right now, think Jay-Z, Kanye, John Legend, so its no wonder that this Motown throwback girl is rockin it. It's a fun summer, catchy song that has me smiling about America. One of my rare patriotic moments.

American Boy - Estelle

5. Originally done by one of my favorite singer/songwriters - Joseph Arthur, this song called "In the Sun" has been covered by many people throughout the nineties and up untill today. This version has REM, Chris Martin, and was done for a benefit concert/album for Katrina. It reminds me of those people/bands combined, throw in a little U2, and a sprinkling of tear-jerking. The joseph arthur version is a little bit more haunting, but this one is excellent as well (plus I just love Michael Stipes voice).

6. Her album "under rug swept" is one of my favorite overall albusm of all time, so when I heard this song, I was completely brought back to my sophmore year of college, with my jacque, on the third floor of mehling, with that album always in our stereo. Literally. that album, one by gavin degraw, and one by OAR. that was a great year for music in our room. Her new one is called "Underneath". I never get tired of her brilliance. I don't want to overwhelm this blog with videos, so I will let all you go find this on youtube. The video is a little weird, but good-weird.

7. Thank you jesus for VH1, I found this gem of a song, with a suprisingly fun video, over break at my mothers house. Its called chasing pavements, by Adele. Part of the new british invasion into pop music. But she's my favorite so far. More authentic than the others I think. But thats jusy my humble opinion. Enjoy.

8. I tip my hat to Hanley, one of my like minded music friends, for reccomending this group in her "music edification" blog. Thank you Hanley Helen. The New Pornogrpahers. Wooot. Its called 'Sing my Spanish Techno'.

More (Vol 2) to come on my lunch break tomorrow. Off for my second run of the day, ten minute runs, mind you, but I'm getting back into it, slooowwly but surely, so I can do THIS in september with Curly. I can't wait for her to get back from her year in Germany!

ps: Guess what's in one week? :)

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No one will ever date us if we keep ON like this....

2008-06-06T08:29:00.000-07:00

And, we're BACK

Me: Well, he was kind of cute, adorable actually
Ali: yeah
Me: except he had a lisp
Ali: but thats not a big deal, you could just make out with him and fix that, strengthen his tongue and all
me: ummmmm
Ali: we can never go out together

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Other things I need to place somewhere

2008-06-05T09:09:00.001-07:00

The tangible power of being extremely tall (excentuated by heels), mostly blonde and redheaded, and for the most part good looking - is beyond avoidable. The attention we get when we migrate in groups of such nature is extremely interesting to watch unfold. To see the thoughts splash across their faces as they notice what can't help but be noticed. They check for heels, they check for others, as if to see where these giants are coming from, its rather hilarious. But mainly its our ridiculousness, sometimes loud and abrasive and so very there, but also (hopefully?) endearing. It gets me every time.

Body language on the bus. I could watch people all. day. long.

How sad (in its rarity and ability to excite) yet nice it is to get a compliment from my grandmother. Even if it is about my complexion (ha, I know, righ?), when all I really want is for her to stop telling me I'm going to get Elephantitis in South Africa. Thank you grandpa for standing up for me (and for South Africa), even if your attempt at positive input was drowned out by the time it reached us in the backseat of your oldsmobile. Why must she be so difficult to plug into? And hey grandpa, where did your awesome pimped out truck go? Don't tell me you traded it back in for this old person car.

Sue Taylor has the ability to look at me and know exactly what I am thinking. To have her so 'in your face support' is breathtaking and confirms that what is going on up there is not totally crazy. She uses her pointer finger a grab of the forearm to tell you how much she adores you. I am lucky to get a much coveted reference letter. And when her baby boy is graduating from highschool, one who I witnessed as the most sensitive and intelligent boy throughout all of his years in 'my family' and his bumpy ride through the much too white seattle prep highschool, the only appropriate thing to do is stand up and scream for him. That's how we roll. Thank you to Benaroya Hall for your lovely acoustics, we couldn't have done it without you. Goodluck at Hampton Bennett!

The so very bizarre-ness of my family's comfort with nakedness. Walking around the house in pajama bottoms and bras, or completely naked except for a clutched towel after showers, without a thought. Stripping down right there and then to try on an outfit and requesting a fasion consultation while being in the midst of a telephone call, just inches away from being in plain view of the kitchen windows of the family next door. We bare all, for better or for the worse. It gives me hope, to see that comfort, and good God does it make me laugh. If the neighbors only knew.

*That is all that needed to be spewed out. Many of them are unfinished thoughts and maybe not understandable to everyone, but all have been swimming around.

PS: A few days with cable and ready to use internet has fueled my list of "you must check these out" musicians and songs, so please ready yourself for another edition of my beloved (probably only to me) music blog. It is either going to be massive or split into many blogs. It will offset the dark and rather too personal blogs of late.

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Drained

2008-06-05T08:17:00.001-07:00

Going home to seattle, to see my family, has a way of completely ripping my heart out of my chest. Yet at the same time, it takes it and places it amongst the things I love and reflects back to me why I keep coming back. But regardless of the nostalgia and love, especially in connection to a celebration of one of the brightest of the Jesse folk, it is utterly draining to experience (even for only two full days) how immensely not ok my family is. The emotional chaos involved in being the most mature and patient person is only outdone by having to be the parent to my childlike mother. To see the ways in which she self medicates, self destructs, and lets the rage and self pity take over her psyche, all in blatant view of my baby sister, breaks my heart a thouseand times over. I really thought we had made more progress than this. I really thought that she was maybe turning the corner. But apparently I have been fooling myself. So much of it is not because of my father, and not because of the divorce, but because of her. And as she stomped into her room and slammed the door, acting younger than the child she was fighting with, I flashbacked to my highschool experience and was reminded of the reality that the worst is yet to come.

ps: sorry this is so dark, I guess I'm just keeping it real.

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Maria, the last fourteen in pieces

2008-06-03T13:22:00.000-07:00

My baby sister. 14 years old. Graduating from 8th grade. Moving on to Holynames. All very huge milestones in life, and especially in the Jesse Family. She's joining the ears pierced club, she's getting "grandma's bustline" that we are eternally grateful for, and she's becoming one of the Jesse Women. A great group, a tall group, and a proud clan. And as she is learning great things about life, I am continually learning new things about her. Because we don't live in the same house or even in the same city, it breaks my heart a little bit each day to know that I am not learning these things day by day, but having them all come to the surface on a weekend trip home is almost kind of better. All the more exciting and touching. One thing I've witnessed so far this weekend is that she is absolutely adored by so many people. Not that I ever doubted or not known that, but to see it come pouring out in letters and hugs and palanka's and requests to attend her graduation is pretty amazing. And if you even knew how slappable her little tushy was, you would adore her too. Also, she is a really good writer. And I mean really good writer. Full of (to me) 'cute by hindsight' teenage angst and childhood trauma, she's writes a little bit older than her years and I am very very proud of that.

Another aspect of our lives as sisters is how much of our existence is reflected by our relationship with the Taylor family. To be seen as daughters and sisters by them is so clear in Ed's sudden yet biting remarks that leave everyone with wide open grins and Sue's 'bordering on anger' eyes when she insists on our intelligence and beauty. And the lasting reminder of my sister, and my family, is the way in which Evan and Maria will never stop laughing. They laugh constantly, without provocation, and listening to themselves giggle apparently is the funniest part. In our eyes, they will never ever ever cease to be the giggling girls in the back of the car. Regardless of age or distance, the Jesse's and the Taylors will remain a constant reminder of my baby sister, of her laughter and her intelligence and of our bond.

"When I am with my girls, we laugh and laugh and laugh, like a long spaghetti noodle, floating down your throat, with what seems like no end"
-Maria Kathleen Jesse

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Adventures in Southeast: Episode 1

2008-05-28T10:35:00.001-07:00

So Ali and I had a sort of date slash adventure night on saturday. Our first idea was to stop in at Pok Pok (and Whiskey Soda Lounge) for dinner (apparently they're infamous for a leg of hen - yeah, remember I said adventure), but the wait was a little beyond what our hungry stomachs could handle, so we walked back towards home and tried a place closer to us that we had been eye-ing, called Nuestra Cucina, an upscale mexican restaurant. It was TO. DIE. FOR. Really. I had a steak, and I rarely eat meat, and holy macerole it was worth the splurge. A virgin margarita, some rockfish ceviche, and gratuitous picture taking and cute chef oggling concluded with us almost falling asleep to an Iraq documentary. We live a riveting life, I know. But it was a jolly night, with lots of walking, a 'lets get cute' attitude, and who can ever get tired of mexican food? NOT US.

our beautiful neighborhood

my awesome 'roomie for bit'

I just didn't feel like any 'col ok

steak!

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It is official! Ali is here!

2008-05-22T08:47:00.001-07:00

So, as I have mentioned before, Ali moved in last weekend and oh boy is it fun :) We both now have live in fashion consultants, eating right and excercising motivators, and someone to obsess over new bands/artists with, most well put in the following quote

Ali: what are you doing tuesday night?
Me: nothing, why?
Ali: ok good, cause its major jason mraz listening time for us!
Me: roomate bonding YES

So the next couple of months will be filled with early morning "do you want the shower first" politeness, cause we're just those kind of nice people :) and walking buddies, and restaurant trying-out buddies, and all sorts of fun things. It's a nice way to round out the college and life in portland experience, with an awesome roomate who will always be a life long friend :)

Before:

After:

And have I mentioned how much fun it is to abbreviate everything!? Yeah, I'm learning a lot from Ali, she has infinite wisdom :)

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5 days of Hell

2008-05-14T11:13:00.000-07:00

Status Thursday Morning: Culprit Exonerated: Apparently everyone has those bumps. Sarah showed me hers. So I'm back to square one. And she ruled out tonsils with her infinite nursing wisdom. What the hell?

Updation: the culprit has been identified. If you are skeemish, then don't continue reading. But yes, the weirdo feeling has been figured to be some interesting bumps on the base of my tongue. They don't hurt and aren't inflamed or anything, they're just there. And making it uncomfortable and a little bit hard to swallow. So to the doctor I go. Crap.

Ok, you know that feeling where you think you have a popcorn kernel piece stuck in the back of your throat? That little ‘skin’ of the popcorn kernel that just wont go down so it’ chilling back there tickling you and taking its sweet time to be swallowed down? Yeah, I have that feeling but it’s not actually a popcorn kernel, or any other discernable piece of food or gum, and I’ve had it since Friday. I am going certifiably insane. I have no idea what’s going on. I could go on and on about the many explanations I have come up with so far, only some being hypochondriac-inspired, but I wont gross you out, and I’d really rather let a doctor check it out. So that’s the plan. But until then, if you see me habitually swallowing or making weird coughing noises, please forgive me, and send me some sympathetic and knowing smiles. Fuck me.

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The following program is brought to you b "C"

2008-05-09T11:37:00.001-07:00

A 'simply for fun' list of Going Ons in my life

Copious amounts of water - I am back on track with working out and eating well and drinking tons of Water and DAMNIT does it feel good! Yes its slightly harder to get out of bed in the morning because of the lifting I did in my living the night before with Karen's ancient dumbells probably from 1989. But hey, they were in the closet and I havent signed up for the gym yet in the new hood. And the only thing on was Survivor, and I'll take what I can get when it comes to random but productive motivation tactics, those stupid tan skinny bitches. Hmm how does one make an audition tape?

Cards - and by that I mean graduation cards, mothers day cards, "see you next year" cards, lots of them. At work. At home. I'm tired of being asked to sign them. It's kind of awkward. It makes me want to hide under a rock. I never say the right thing. Don't you already know I love you?!

Camera phone - I love it. I could take pictures all day. Of random things. Of silly establishments in southeast. Which is a combination of hipster bars, indie shops and grocery stores, and kind of run down skeezy bars. Current photographed favorites = Reel M'Inn Tavern. Ho's Automotive services. "Do It Best All Across America" hardware store. Niiiiiice. Yes, I am immature. Well aware.

Criminal Background Check - Getting fingerprinting immediately makes you nervous. Like really nervous. They even take you in a back room. And of course they use that nasty ink. But the cop was funny, and just a slight bit flirty. Not too bad for a first encounter with the PoPo. Especially in NoPo. Oh man. I crack myself up. :) Anyways, its for South Africa. And it makes that whole upcoming experience even more real.It's HAPPENING.

Cream - for my coffee. It's my one saving grace. It gets me through the day. People have no idea. I could rub it all over my body. Its that good. And a little goes a long way, which is perfect for my new "get ready for vegas" type diet/regime. And I'm not opposed to the Irish variety either. :)

Childlike Competition - specifically between politicians. Seems contrary to them spouting that they have such a long history of "getting things done". Really? How do you possible have time to get things done, with all the freaking whining?! Cause you know...if you go back on your word, that would make you a liar. And no one likes a liar. Oh wait, nevermind, apparently thats a qualifying character atribute for American politics. So...sorry I bothered you, please continue.

Crying - literally all the time. For two days. Anytime I think of anything remotely sad, or even remotely happy, its like the grand cooley damn opens up. (ps: have you seen that lightshow on that damn? its pretty freaking cool, just a heads up, cause I'm cool like that). The hallmark commercials. Talking to Kathleen the other day, not gonna lie, a little teary. Even the insipirational Kaiser Permanente ads. Jesus. Not sure whats going on with all that. And no it's not PMS. I think I'm just getting old.

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Vegas Baby!

2008-05-05T15:05:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I was going to blab on and on about how excited I am for our 4th of July Vegas Trip Extravaganza (and by "our" of course I mean mine, Laurens, and Tricia's amazing idea over coffee in february that came into reality just a few minutes ago - after my belated last-link-of-the-officalness-of-it-all plane ticket purchase)..buutttt Lauren beat me to it. Her email completely summed up a) how cool we are b) how utterly excited we all are for adventure c) how drinking-ed out and tan we will be at the end of our trip and once again d) how fantasticly awesome we are. Because come on, It can't be over-emphasized. So, here is her email. In all its glory.

Ok vegas stuff:
So here is what I know, Fremont (where our hotel is closest to is an awesomely tacky old school vegas area where drinks are cheaper and less watered down than on the strip. Also - If we want to drink in the pool/get the most for our money we should stalk up at the liquor store on thursday when we get into town. What do people like? I call vodka tonic. Also easily transported in a water bottle down to the pool. :) And of course a bottle of southern comfort to let the goodtimes roll. And maybe some jack daniels and diet coke?and maybe some champaign because um... its always a celebration wherever lauren is? ok its only like 4 days but its also the 4th of july and I plan on being down at the pool in full bakini zone by 9am most days cuz its gonna be a skorcher and i want layyyy around and go through the SHARK TANK OF MARVELS. I also... even though it kinda makes me want to pee just to think about it .... kind of really really want to go on that crazy roller coaster on top of that one building. it might be expensive but YAY. and i dont know about you - but im having a cocktail or two on the plane ride there so bring on your PARTY FACES LADIES cuz ... its gonna be an awesomely hilarious sequenced shot induced helluvah good time. :)

love,
me (Lauren)
ps. bring. on. the. cleavage. And tan lines

And in true Vegas fashion, in celebratory cliche-ness and our 'why the hell not' travel reputation (laurens trip to paris this summer, our recent trip to disneyland, tricia's awesome jetsetting college years), we are getting tattoos. Yeah. That's right. :)

-C

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My NOT Politically Correct and Extremely Bitchy Rant for the Month

2008-04-28T15:59:00.000-07:00

1.Who actually EATS the freaking cheese filled chili hotdogs at AMPM? WTF! Really? Wow. And who makes pasta and then adds ranch as sauce?? Ranch noodles? What the hell. Gross. Apparently I am seeing how the other half eats. And it aint pretty. Eww their language is even rubbing off on me too. Ick.

2.What is with the freaking jonas brothers!? No one cares! Go away!

3.Wipe your kids nose already!

4.If you’re going to fulfill your stereotype, then stop whining about it!

5.Stop making out on the bus. Just STOP it. No one thinks its cute. Not even me, and im tolerant as shit (ok not right now, as obvious by this rant, but generally I am….I swear..)

6.When we ask you to phonetically spell your impossible-to-pronounce last name, don’t bitch to us, you’re fucking graduating and we’re trying to make it perfect for you, I don’t think you want us to say “spanikopita” when it’s really “spant-i-cop. OK!? OK! We’re doing you a favor. Plus, we ask everyone. We’re not singling you out. So shut your trap.

7.You "don’t like war either" republicans? Really? Really? Than STOP voting for it and then underfunding it! Jesus. Not very efficient, dontcha think? Yeah, thought so.

8.If you're going to cover yourself with cologne and fume-up our office on the random times you're actually on campus, thank you thank you thank you for making it an amazing, drool inducing, I'll meet you in the closet down the hall scent. I really needed that pick me up. And I'm really not kidding about that closet. Anytime.

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Serendipity

2008-04-23T19:37:00.000-07:00

After a lovely philosophizing filled coffee date last week with a very special professor of mine from college (feminism and self/identity classes to be specific), I got to thinking about the universe and serendipity and the whole cliché “one door slams shut thing” and how it’s truly is the universe telling you to go in another direction. And how synchronicity plays so well into that. How random moments and seemingly unimportant settings can yield the most miraculous of opportunities, or at leas the launching pad for a major life choice, a choice that you’ve been waiting to make, one that excites you even more than you thought was possible. Her examples ranged from having someone recommending the book that is one of the two she is holding and deciding between, to stuff like volunteering as a piano player that led to a job that would allow her to pursue her PhD. My life has been similarly touched by my time working here at the University of Portland. Of course my job has been central to that and not without some growing pains, but more so its been the whole picture, the whole setting of a campus. Interesting faculty and staff to network with, the chance to have coffee with old professors, to help with research, to get a grasp on the plethora of my future, and so much more. Above all, this year has been the time for me to explore my choices and listen to all the different voices and options. Need I mention the million things that I would be so incredibly happy doing in my life (and plan to do several of)? No, because I’m sure you’ve heard about them. :) But the best feeling is the feeling that of not being pressured to find the ‘right’ one, to know that I am not the only force pushing me in whatever direction I end up going. Because I truly believe in the power of those serendipitous moments and often times we get so focused on what we want to do, our next job, the next city to live in, the next relationship, or whatever it is that we obsess about, that we forget to see their magic. And the best part about this whole over coffee realization is to see the uncanny “this cannot be just a coincidence” muscle. And lets be real, serendipity is a great John Cusack movie, so im all over it :)

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Shiny Happy Person

2008-04-23T18:27:00.000-07:00

It has been the week of gifts for me. First it was the awesome blessing of finding a place to live with someone I know, in a great neighborhood, with little to no negotiating, and cheap rent. New smells, new people, new parks, new everything. I just want to reach out and grab it all. And you don’t even understand how ecstatic I am to be living within 5 minutes of new seasons. Take a second …thinking about it….yeah its glorious. Second, yesterday, there was the surprise of finding my computer and desk and keyboard completely covered in bright pink post it notes saying “I love you” and “I miss you” and “I have to show you my new hair color” and “you KNOW you’re so fab” from Diana. I completely laughed out loud with excitement when I came back to my desk. Thirdly, I got a wonderfully sweet thank you note from two students (with a starbucks card holla) for helping them put together their research poster for a conference last week. And TODAY, being administrative persons appreciation day, I got a lovely pink/white rose from Lorretta with a note of gratitude, and gratuitous amounts of chocolate throughout the day.

Basically when it comes down to it – My life is so awesome, I have a great job, a great place to live, amazing and unique friends. I am so blessed :)

Ps: and to top if all OFF, I will officially be roommates with Ali Brown for two and half months. I KNOW, RIGHT!?

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I'm moving!

2008-04-19T15:48:00.000-07:00

Ok, so it's like the third time in one year, but I'm not even annoyed about it! Which I'm really proud of myself for. I'm just plain really really excited, despite all the frantic packing/lifting/cleaning I'm doing today (thank god for free boxes, itunes shuffle, and the need to work off tater tots and a mimosa). This move feels a little more legit too, because I'm moving to a whole new neighborhood, out of No Po!? I know, I know. It's a big step slash miracle, but as much as I love north portland, it is time for a new frontier! So off I go to southeast portland, specifically a pocket of it called Ladd's Addition. It's got some pretty neat history to it, and loads of round abouts, which makes me feel very city girl with a dash of european. Plus those round abouts are full of roses! yay! I'm really looking forward to the following about the move

-Dish TV, not gonna lie, I've missed it!
-moving in with someone I know and like
-I'm close to Hawthorne and all the indie/coffeeshop/bar/biking awesomeness that will ensue
-that it's residential but also near things/city/bustling
-roses
-storage, more than just putting one suitcase into a closet in a smoker roomates attic room
-a substantial closet (yippee!)
-cheaper rent
-not being harassed by creapy losers on lombard

And since technically I'm not even there yet, (moving tomorrow with the help of some awesome and extremely generous friends of mine, thank you jillian thank you jess!), I can't wait to discover all the more reasons why I love it :)

Visitors welcome :)

A Memory Game

2008-04-16T20:28:00.000-07:00

As we all know.... I have a terrible memory. Whether its the conversation we just had, where we decided we're going to dinner on friday, a highschool fight that I never thought I would forget, or almost all of Grapes of Wrath even thought I've read it twice, I probably don't remember it now. If someone gets me going by giving me a hint or explains it to me, I'll find it somewhere in my mind and remember the whole thing, although ther are times where I still can't find it. But, in stark contrast to that annoying trait of mine, I have an amazing and uncanny memory for social stuff. Like who's dating who at UP, or who dated who freshmen year of highschool, or who lived in what dorm and is part of what social group, etc etc. It's kind of really fucking weird. And if you're a nursing student, I probably know your full name, hometown, and what you wore the day you had your first big test in pharmacology. Not. even. kidding. So as an excercise for my mind, and also just cause it's been fun, I've been writing down memories in my journal every night. Sometimes they're from childhood, or from yesterday, or stuff that my mother reminded me of. Sometimes its painful to remember stuff, and other times I'm not sure whether some things are even worth writing down, but I usually just write it down anyway, cause I do believe that it popped into my head for a reason. And I think one day I'll really be glad I did this, maybe to show my kids or help my sister write a screenplay. We would have such a magical story to tell. Regardless, I'm going to start putting one up here every once in awhile. Maybe weekly, maybe less, maybe more. And who knows? It may even be like a blogging form of sudoku, and since I really hate that stupid game (sorry, its just how i feel :), and I since I'm not big on conforming anyways, it can be my way of staying sharp.

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Tight!

2008-04-14T20:00:00.001-07:00

Maybe its the fact that I've had two drinks, and a shitload of laughs and nachos with my coworkers, but this video is fan-freaking-tastic. I love it when parents are so cool :)

Bizzarro

2008-04-13T20:48:00.000-07:00

This weekend has been nothing short of bizarre, very eventful, and long. So many things. So many ups an downs. And too much jumbling is going on in my mind to muster more than a list. But it will be entertaining I promise. This is what I did all weekend.

Ate some yummy manicotti (great word) with Kari Lynn McGinley and chatted about her upcoming wedding/life!

Walked for three and a half hours for the Relay for Life (cancer awareness) with sarah, her family, kari, jillian, and other friends on the UP campus as the sun set.

Shaved Sarah's head for charity. I even shaved some lightning bolts in the back, just for fun and of course they were temporary. She was honored at the mentioned event as a survivor. She is also one of the closest people to my heart. And she is beautiful.

Ran into a friend from Seattle/highschool on my way home that night, on the corner of willamette and portsmouth - talking, hugging, laughing ensued.

Woke up with a fever, feeling like a bear was sitting on my chest and head.

Worked an 8 hour shift with Kaytlynn through the haze. She is a develementally diabled girl with special medical needs that I help take care of. It was a long day, but I learned a lot and feel a lot more comfortable caring for her.

Dozed off and on all night saturday, sweating as I slept partly due to crazy summer time weather going on this weekend.

Went for a walk with an Lauren's ipod and was thoroughly intrigued and entertained by her music collection.

Compiled ideas and music for my hopefully-going-to-happen music blog. Oh its gonna rock. I'm bursting with excitement about it. :)

And the last part (today) was not that bizarre, but slightly weird because it was the first time in weeks that I had seen Ali freaking Brown in a long long time! So mainly we just spent the day being, oh ya know, just us, chatting it up, laughing, shopping, talking politics, a new seasons adventure, discussing how gross we both felt (ie sick to our stomachs, feverish, lightheaded), and watching some wonderful trashy tv. YAY. well except for the bug-getting that is apparently going on.

*And the entire crazy weekend, I kept pushing a thought aside, that next weekend I will be moving. Eeeek. Denial isnt just a river in Egypt folks.

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I'm just sayin......

2008-04-09T22:47:00.001-07:00

Cramp in my style YO

2008-04-07T20:14:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I don't consider myself a shy person, not the most outgoing of the outgoers, but certaintly not awkward or uncomfortable in new or different social situations. But last night, I realized something that I've been doing lately, which was startling, to say the least. After a failed attempt to go see a performance in northeast portland from a really cool group, we ended up at Kell's for a quick bite to eat, (going home would have been so anti-climactic... I know right?). So we're sitting chatting and sharing a quesadilla and I realize that I am having the hardest time making continual eye contact! Like for reals, a hard time! I had no idea why, I just couldn't. I found myself talking but not looking at the person across from me, or intermittently looking at the wall or the bartenders or whatever. And I don't know if it was because there was someone there I didn't know well (and you know how you don't want to give too much attention to someone you've just met, that would be weird, especially when they're of the male sort) or if I was just uncomfortable. I thought maybe it was because I'm such a people observer extrordanaire, but it was Kells on a sunday night, not exactly hoppin. And then I realized that another time, when out with a really good friend, I was doing it also, and she asked if I was ok. And I had to force myself to snap out of it. What is the deal? It's freaking me out. And its more noticable now that I'm aware. Have I been doing this awhile, or eek maybe forever, and not realizing it? And people have just failed to tell me? Thanks a lot people! Or maybe I'm just over analyzing. I do tend to be a fat worry wart most of the time, let's be real, so maybe I just need to go fill up my waterbottle, go to the gym, and stop creating more wrinkles.

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How do we restore our political culture from spin to movement, from muddle to purpose?

2008-04-06T17:34:00.000-07:00

After spending this week reminded of Martin Luther King, the anniversary of his death, I sought out some food for my mind this weekend. During my usual meanderings through nytimes and cnn and some other, more alternative news sources such as truthout and Democracy Now! - I came across an eloquent op-ed piece from the new york times, written with a clear biblical theme, that discusses his relevance today. I thought it touched on some interesting points and am including my favorite snipit below:

"More than once, the dominant culture has turned history upside down to make itself feel comfortable. And when a civil rights movement rose from the fringe of maids and sharecroppers, making it no longer respectable to defend racial segregation, wounded voices adapted again to curse government as the agent of general calamity. We have painted Dr. King’s era as a time of aimless, unbridled license, with hippies running amok.

The watchword of political discourse has degenerated from “movement” to “spin.” In Dr. King’s era, the word “movement” grew from a personal inspiration into leaps of faith, then from shared discovery and sacrifice into upward struggle, spawning kindred movements until great hosts from Selma to the Berlin Wall literally could feel the movement of history.

Now we have “spin” instead, suggesting that there is no real direction at stake from political debate, nor any consequence except for the players in a game. Such language embraces cynicism by reducing politics to entertainment."

-Taylor Branch

His remarks are echoing in my mind today, and I hope with the coming election that we can put aside the meaningless terms or categories that limit our understanding of politics, move beyond our often assumed understandings of one another, and embrace the system of our government, despite its faults, and force a forward movement.

You heard it here first, Edition 3

2008-04-02T16:58:00.001-07:00

So, knowing my music obsessed self, I didn't think that my number of per day "oooh whats this song?" or "this is such a great song!" moments could get any higher, but they ARE. I know right? Ridiculous. So I'm just letting you know that you've been warned, because this next edition might be a bit overwhelming, but I'm bursting at the seams with good finds and really really have been itching to find time to put this together. It was even hard to pair it down to these 7. I hope you find it as well rounded as I tried to make it, with shout outs to old school stuff (I'm in a old school rap and beatles phase, dont ask), bubbly pop (cause god knows me need a little driving with your girls music) and of course some alternative gems (as usual). Enjoy!

1. Sometimes the best finds happen while looking up something else. From mispelled google searches, like bands on their myspace friend list, or just someone else who did a song with the same title or lyric. Youtube is fantastic for that kind of thing. So in searching for a band called American Music Club - who I ended up not liking very much, I stumbled across Sarah Pace. And she is just lovely. Reminds me of modern day americana, a little bit of dixie, with haunting vocals. My Reccomendation is to check out "Western Sky", but all her stuff is great.

2. The next is a really interesting mix of sounds that instantly makes me smile. Mainly because it's slightly boy bandish, a little bit of hiphop ala jason mraz , and a dash of maroon 5; but mainly because they are so darn cute. Yeah, they got me at "they're Irish". They're called The Script..

3. As mentioned above, I have been on a huge old school kick lately, not exactly sure what old school means in this case, but just older stuff, sometimes old as in ninties and sometimes it means the beatles. Depends on the day. But it has been pretty awesome. Recent itunes giftcard purchases = Boys II Men, Nina Simone, Tupac, that Tootsie Roll song (word!) and this unforgettable song by Freak Nasty (give me just a second to flashback to the days of Kube 93 sponsored junior high dances all sweaty and khaki wearing) and here you go. Plus this video cracks me up :)

4. Next on the playlist is a really rockin awesome new POP song, and I really mean that. But its genius. I can't get enough. Mariah has new competition. Her name is Leona Lewis. And since the Brits (including her) continue to be just a wee bit cooler than Americans, they were all over her way before us of course. I'm sure you've heard it on the radio, the song is called Bleeding Love, and since youtube won't let me borrow a video for this one, you will have to go look her up!

5. Ok. Back to my roots. Rock. R.E.M. has always been one of my favorite bands, I used to hang their CD insert sheets on my wall, especially the cover for their Automatic for the People album. I have always regretted giving up on the piano because I never learned to play "nightswimming", Le Sigh. The summer I was 11, my older sister caitlin and I even made up a dance, which turned out to be more of a lyrical acting type thing, in our empty living (we were re-painting). I don't remembe much of it, but it was to this song and involved folding my arms across my chest and laying down. I dont know, but we were really into it. But they have a new album (yay) and here is one of their new songs. It's a goodie, in true R.E.M. form.

6. Regardless of it being a christian song (kind of) which usually isnt my thing, I'm drawn to this song by Switchfoot, that I happened upon while saying hey to a friend on facebook, which was spurred by running into him on campus, and since we're both grads, and he is extremely sweet, was a pleasant part of my week so far. Anyways, this song, played acousticly here by the bands lead singer, is really sweet and calming. Enjoy. The first verse is incredible.

7. And i'll just leave you with one thought. Kanye West and Chris Martin from Coldplay. YEAH. Contain yourself. Go look it up!

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Sometimes you just need a little parental nagging

2008-04-01T23:10:00.000-07:00

reasons i love my mom

mom: so guess what im doing this weekend instead of getting a real weekend?
me: something basketball related?
mom: YAH, chaperoning maria's basketball overnight camp, all the single moms get the shaft when it comes to volunteering
me: oh crap, that sucks, im sorry, you should slip some dramamine into their icecream that im sure they'll manage to get their hands on at 1 am.....do it!
mom: totally. hahaha. wait. have you gotten your bus yet? its awfully late to be out in the dark my little one
me: yes, its coming. dont worry, 930 is not that late, and yeah, dont forget about that 'dramamine in their ice cream' idea
mom: ok, i wont, and you have good shoes on so you can run if you need to?
me: yes mom
mom:goodnight claire
me: goodnight mom

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A not so wasted weekend

2008-03-30T15:09:00.000-07:00

So you know that tournament I had been working SO HARD at planning, frantically running around trying to coorindate, all the while feeling ignored, and then magically came together pretty much the last two days? Yeah.....it was CANCELLED. I am stil trying to shove down the livid claire ranting that bubbles up every, oh, say HOUR. But, I can say with certainty, that I made the 24 hour pointless trip with the BEST most awesome most easy going girls EVER.

(Mwahaha notice the nipping coverage by Jillian, classic)

But, instead of feeling pissed and miserable for our almost 4 hour trip both ways in the car, Jillian, Ashley, and I entertained ourselves by singing along to random old pop songs on Ashley's ipod (mainly because the alternatives were those retchid country stations that pop up when you press 'seek' on the radio). Fun and flashback inducing gems from the likes of Enrique, and Boys to Men, and Juvenile, and many many others. Plus the scenery, was kick ass, and of course I obsessively borrowed ashely's camera in order to document

The ride was also punctuated by several exclamations from the city girl (me) squeeling "look, theres a tumbleweed! omigosh a tumbleweed!". Cause hey, thats how it was for me, pretty exciting, not gonna lie. A tumbleweed thats not in a western movie, pretty rare. Oh and to add to the 'middle of nowhere I'm really glad we dont live here' feeling, was the confederate flag we saw waving high (cringe) and the gas station atendent drinking a mirror pond beer at 3 in the afternoon. Yup. Thats how it was out there. The only thing we could all agree would be fun, would be petting a cow! But we couldnt imagine that maneuvering over barbed wire fences would be a good way to cap off the trip, so we gave up on that idea quickly. And despite being cramped and having my hip pretty much pop out of its socket around the town of Lyle, Wa - we even managed to have some pretty intense conversations, as lots of people in a small space for several hours often causes. Death and religion and self esteem. Just the usual :) The best part about the whole debacle, was the most amazing excuse it gave us to go out! Dani likes to call it sha-wasted! I'll stick with a grand ole time. And thats exactly what it was. Thank you baby jesus for the leftover team gatorades!

We paid tribute to our team on the bathroom walls of the Public Leisure House, (dont worry, we are not vandalizers, chalk is provided for such excuberance!)

Follow your Bliss

2008-03-27T21:13:00.001-07:00

things that take me to that "van morrison, eating a grilled cheese, sleeping in untill noon" type place............

getting an email from a lovely friend (hi nicole!), and a nytimes link, to let me know that she is thinking of me :) (ps: that article was perfect, especially with my giant sister in town, we actually read it outload and bonded over it in bed before going to sleep, thanks!)

This song, called Hey Amy - by The Booze. I would have loved to be their garage neighbor. Its soooooo good.

picture messages from lauren at work. priceless. and their 'keeping us connected' powers despite all of the madness of our lives.

getting an email back from a former lacrosse city teammate "i'll bring our team goal, and remember that party a couple years ago!?" hahahahaha yes I do.

a good vent session at work

tomato soup and grilled cheese with anne at the leisure room. complete with booont amber. what a fun word, booont, say that several times. it never gets old, and its never not awesome.

being told how 'highly competent' someone thinks you are

hearing about a friends truely magical sunrise easter mass and closing my eyes to better imagine it. and it actually working!

extremely helpful links from a dad who usually isnt very helpful

giggling like a four year old with esteemed university faculty over how ridiculous I looked eating ribs for lunch. they were leftovers ok!

leaving my cell at home for a couple hours

knowing that you actually get to FALL asleep by 10pm.

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