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Tuesday, October 7th, 2008
8:07 pm
Packing for the YACM training this weekend. Well, not so much packing as sitting on the computer and listening to music while I copy Iron Man to my ipod.

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Monday, October 6th, 2008
8:53 pm
just made super spicy tortilla soup.

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2:27 pm
at work.

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Thursday, October 2nd, 2008
9:44 pm
wishing she would have thought of "palin catchphrase bingo" BEFORE the debate!

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Wednesday, October 1st, 2008
8:55 pm
just got back from the Time board meeting.

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4:15 pm
handbraking freaks and geeks, and making a tomtom case.

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Tuesday, December 19th, 2006
10:18 pm
I've spent the day designing wedding invites. I've gotten the save-the-dates all done (whew), and have found the materials I think I'm gonna use for the actual invitations, which is awesome. Oh yeah, and the invites themselves are all designed... I went out this morning to take photos, brought them into the computer, and the design's all done, and looks really snazzy, I think.

I wish I had enough money to letterpress them. They'd look so nice like that. But alas, we're on a budget here. Anyway.

The other thing that happened today was that I got a letter from Workforce Development (I'm laid off for the season, or at least 'til there's work for me to do) saying that since my AmeriCorps wages didn't count as wages, I'm not eligible for unemployment. That sucked. I called them and I think we got it worked out, though. I got W-2s for AmeriCorps, so I'm pretty sure it does count as wages.

I love and hate not having to work. Sometimes I get things done, but most often, I just sleep in and don't really do much of anything all day. It doesn't help that there's no food in the house and I don't have any money to buy food anyway.

I'm starting to wonder if we're going to have to max our credit cards to get this wedding thing done. ...thinking about it is so exhausting.

current mood: discontent

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Tuesday, November 7th, 2006
10:00 pm
I have lost faith in my state.

I just heard on the radio that the marriage amendment passed. Fuck.

An unfair Wisconsin votes yes.

current mood: crushed

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Friday, July 7th, 2006
9:56 pm

I had an interesting conversation with some ladies from the PTN while helping at the 8th grade social. They were standing in the back of the kitchen, talking mostly about the new principal. I was overseeing the students at the concession stand. They were doing a good job; they didn't really need to be overseen. I was eavesdropping.

"She just needs to learn, this isn't Madison. Not everyone is as liberal here as they are down there."

My interest was piqued. I asked if they'd actually met the new principal. There had been a meet and greet session for students, staff, and parents to get a chance to meet her, but it had been cancelled because her mother in-law had died and she had to fly to Trinidad with her husband to attend the funeral. I didn't even know where Trinidad was until I got the email about it. It's by South America. Anyway, one of them had met her because she'd been on the hiring committee. But she didn't sound too happy about having met her.

I asked what she was like.

"Well, she's from Madison."

"She'd been a principal down there for a long time."

"She's a black lady."

"She's really nice."

"I kinda get the feeling she's on a mission - when she came in the room, she sort of marched in there - you could tell it was time to get right down to business."

They went on to talk back and forth about their first impressions of her. One of them mentioned something about her having mentioned that the PTN was surprisingly homogenous, considering the racial makeup of the school. The two PTN ladies seemed taken aback, as if this woman was accusing them of being racists.

"We don't descriminate - I mean, if you have a pulse, you can be on the PTN!!!"

I mentioned something, half under my breath, about how perhaps they weren't being welcoming enough, and they sort of scoffed at my suggestion that they were anything less than entirely hospitable when it came to the subject of new PTN members.

At this point, I withdrew from the conversation. I knew I probably wasn't going to get very far with these ladies, especially standing in the back of the middle school kitchen next to the popcorn machine, over loud hip-hop music booming out of the gymnasium across the hall.

I really started to think, however, about wanting to come back next year. I had sort of given up when I heard there was not enough money to have a full-time member next year. But I think I would really like to work with this woman. She seems like she's got her head on straight. And for a school with 25% students of color, 60 staff people and only one staff person of color (an English as a Second Language teacher), an all-white PTN, a largely Hmong Stundent Council, and a huge class divide, I think she's going to have a lot of people's heads spinning. I'd like to witness it, and I'd like to stand by her in her efforts to turn things around.

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Wednesday, May 3rd, 2006
9:37 am

journal entry: April 21, 2006

Last week I volunteered for the Common Ground Collective in New Orleans. To quote their website:

The Collective was established in the first week after Hurricane Katrina flooded New Orleans. It was the first organization to open up a medical clinic in Algiers, and provide immediate assistance, including food, water, and supplies, to the thousands of low-income residents unable to evacuate.
The recent hurricanes not only devastated much of the city of New Orleans, they exposed long-standing injustices faced by the residents of the lower income, African American communities. It is estimated that over 275,000 housing units were destroyed and efforts to clean up, repair or open livable housing has been slow. In New Orleans Parish, nearly 40% of the community earns under $20,000 per year, and more than 70% of the households are headed by a single parent. The literacy rate in New Orleans is roughly 39%. It is critical, therefore, that the immediate needs of the community are being met while long-term strategies to stabilize the community are initiated.

I spent the last six days living on the floor of a gutted-out Catholic school in the 9th Ward, working during the day in 90-degree heat, wearing a respirator, goggles, and full-body tyvek suit to protect me from the toxic mold-covered rubble I was carrying out of houses by wheelbarrow and into the street.

I met one woman, Inez, who brought me down the street to her now-gutted house. She used to be a competitive ballroom dancer, and she showed me her trophies that she had been able to salvage from her home. She was big into entertaining guests before the hurricane, and gave us the "grand tour of the Butterfly Palace", which is what she called her house. The "showcase" was her master bath, which had tile steps leading up to a large Jacuzzi. She prefaced the description of her showcase with "Now I know you're kinda young, but..." and continued to tell me about the big mirror she'd had behind the tub, and the flowers and plants that she used to decorate the steps. I didn't know what to say to her. She's now living in an efficiency apartment, just her and her dog, and she will be donating the Butterfly Palace to community members who are coming back to fix up their houses and don't have the privilege of being able to stay in a FEMA trailer in their driveways.

I feel numb still, and inept, like I don't know how to articulate the things I saw and felt. I especially feel this way since I want so badly to share this experience, and wanted to since the second I exited off the highway and saw the burned-out houses, abandoned and stripped cars, the 7-foot high waterline present on every building, car, tree, and telephone pole in the areas affected by the flood. Perhaps when I get my pictures developed, it will feel easier. Like somehow this really did happen, it's not all in my head, it really was that bad, and I can prove it. I feel like writing this is the first step toward processing this, toward really bringing back the experience and working through it.

current mood: listless

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Wednesday, April 26th, 2006
12:35 pm
to brittney:

are you really so boring and unoriginal that you can't post your own entries? well, i guess you must be quite boring since you stole all of my friend's interests right off her myspace page - VERBATEM - and posted them on your livejournal as your own interests.

are you familiar with the concept of plaigerism?

get your own life. write your own poetry. and stop trying to pass yourself off as someone you're not.

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Tuesday, February 14th, 2006
8:56 am
dear frank,
this is the best quiz ever.
i win.

Albert Rosenfield
You're Agent Albert Rosenfield, the snide and

superior forensics expert. Your tongue is

sharper than your scalpel, and it doesn't

take long for people to start hating you for

your supercilious quips, but you are the very

best at what you do. You don't suffer fools

gladly, but you give respect when it's due.

In fact, you're a good guy at heart, but so

wedded to your sarcasm that you can rarely

stand to treat people kindly.

Which Twin Peaks character are you?
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Friday, January 6th, 2006
3:26 pm
behind chuck norris's beard there is not a chin. there is just another fist.

current mood: amused

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Friday, November 11th, 2005
4:34 pm

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Wednesday, November 9th, 2005
10:56 am
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you with a very sharp object, either way.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

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Tuesday, July 26th, 2005
5:54 pm
my birthday was good. we had a party at aaron's and my house, and it rained. POURED. for the second year in a row. but i didn't mind. all my friends were there, and i got presents, and pickles was being the cutest dog ever.

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Sunday, July 17th, 2005
8:26 pm
sooooo.... just got back from a uu campout in missouri, and it's good to be back in the swing of uu things. it's been a while since i've been to any events or meetings (i've been sick or had to work or whatever every time). so anyway, it's real hot in this room right now and i don't think i can sit here and write much more. the campout brought up a lot of issues for me (good and bad, but mostly good) that i got to talk to kimberlee about for the 7 hour drive back to her house! it was a good weekend, better than i thought it would be.

current mood: hot

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Friday, June 10th, 2005
11:33 am
i'm leaving for seattle for a week. i know i never update here anymore, but i do still read everyone else's posts!

anyway, aaron and i are taking his godson out to see seattle. he has a degenerative disease, so this is really his last year to travel. i'm just happy not to have to work for a week, not to mention getting to see brandon (aaron's godson) again, and hanging out in a city i haven't seen in a long time, with absolutely no definite schedule.

current mood: relaxed

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Monday, January 24th, 2005
4:43 pm
livejournal looks all fucked up right now.

i did most of my taxes today. soon i will be rich.

i put teacup to sleep last wednesday.

that is all.

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Saturday, January 1st, 2005
12:08 pm
holy fuck.


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