Love.
Plans for coming year in no particular order (also due to fluctuate):
1) Laugh in the face of absurdly huge courseload. Class 6 days a week! Late class in Portland twice a week! Extra ensembles and auditions for vocal solos! Wheee!
2) Audition for Concert Band with transcribed version of the theme from Wind Waker. Kick ass. I was auditioned by my old clarinet teacher, who thinks I'm a douche, so I pulled 5th chair this year. Not bad at all for a second-year BA, and no big surprise.
3) Approach brilliant, 500-yr-old jazz genius about apprenticeship building instruments. He's no longer taking apprentices, but he gave me a bunch of advice and places to go. His door is also always open.
4) Play more D&D (shut up). This hasn't happened even once yet. Our DM is double majoring this year, and he has a job. We'll get to it, though.
5) Rearrange the Crane's room so he doesn't have to climb on his desk to open his window.
6) Maybe get a job in town, probably at the coffee shop where I spend most of my time anyway. (Would have to correspond with the success of plan #1). I start Thursday at the Gorham Grind! I'm also selling origami at the Art Guru down the street.
7) Write more of my own stuff/collabor
8) Write more in general. Kick my giant story idea in the ass, and get it going. So many more ideas, so much less time to put the together.
9) Make the writing minor official. Next semester.
10) Build more forts. We have competition in the dorm this year. The freshman boys are impressive architects. I hope we can collaborate.
11) Eat at the Thai restaurant that we found last year after it was TOO LATE! Mmmmmm...
12) Spend more time in Portland. Soon it will be too cold. There is time, though.
13) Put up with a little less bullshit than before (this is a progressive battle).
14) More tea parties. So many! Need to get honey, though.
15) More music! Find more music, expose more music, write, play, listen to, sing, love more music. This is neverending. I've already learned so much this year, but it'll never be crossed out.
16) Figure out what exactly, in some past life or something, I did that allowed me this kind of happiness. This still makes no damn sense.
17) Not come back to Rummex unless I'm visiting people I care about/burn the goddamned bridges right to the ground, and watch them float down the river. Hell, I wrote a poem about it. A shitty poem, but it means more than some of the drivel I've heard. And some of the drivel I've written. So far so good.
18) Continue contacts with Pete, perhaps take offer at the wine shop? Spending the summer as a camp counselor so probably no wine shop for now. We still talk a lot, though.
19) Keep the Crane for as long as possible, 'cause he's the best thing for me so far, I'm luckier than I should be, and I'd be stupid to lose him. He went home this weekend, but he'll be back tomorrow! I still get all excited. It's silly.
20) Build a scarecrow for when the Birdman comes. We don't need any of his Mormon Zombie bullshit, and the parrot on his chest screams songs of terror. The stork on his face and the toucan on his ass aren't any better. Haven't been to Aaron's yet.
21) Spend more time swinging at 2am. We've been to the playground at least three times this semester. It's glorious.
22) Spend more time swinging. See above. Never been there in the daytime, though.
23) Read a little more, if time permits. Finish Gormenghast trilogy this year. getting there. Ethan gave me some stuff to read, too.
24) Work on music with Santiago! Gaaaahhhh! It'll definitely happen. I've been neglecting it for so long in lieu of classes and job searching and finally being back in Goham. It'll happen.
There is so much more. It will be effing epic.
Vermont was beautiful, big surprise. Got to see the boy... Stacked some wood, climbed a mountain, attended a musical... it was a good time. Now the biggest thing keeping me along is the prospect of school in a couple weeks. Hooray! Moving in the 3rd, I believe. A busy semester for me, but at least the Crane and I have evenings to ourselves.
Also: won't have to do things like wait for the brother to wake up before I can practice. Bah.
I know this is two entries in one day but:
Just listened to the radio for the first time in a long time for about ten minutes.
Linkin Park makes me want to vomit everywhere. That is all.
Home from Philadelphia, and leaving day after tomorrow for Vermont. O_o
Philly was awesome. Might have pictures as soon as Kevin ([agha]) sends them to me. Muse was incredible in concert, and I had a great time.
Now to do laundry!!
Tomorrow - Training my replacement
Wendesday - Last day of work
August - 9th-13th Philly with Kevin!!!
Middle of August - Possible Pine Point action with the family, possible contact with the boy, and the other boys, and the girls and maybe even the other girls at an undisclosed location
End of August - Vermont, finally
September 4th - Life starts, music resumes, family visits often, priorities switch burners, and my soul refills
Here goes nothing...
<shameless plugging>
So... uh... The Elftown Egg Hunt could reeeeaaaly use some helping hands. By helping hands, what I really mean is: artists! Very little skill required! (Heck, I made some of the eggs, okay? Sheesh.) Decorate some digital eggs for me! See your artwork scattered all throughout Elftown! Be listed as an honorary artist for this fabulous competition!
Also: Pages! I need people who are willing to "donate" a page or two to the cause. This just means that your page will have a small graphic of a colored egg on it someplace. Pages, houses, etc. Any page is welcome. The more, the better.
SEND ME A MESSAGE, or comment/add your name to the Elftown Egg Hunt wiki if you're interested!
If people also want to advertise a little, and let other people know of this contest, that would be extremely helpful. ;)
[This Egg Hunt cannot begin until we have eggs, and places to hunt for them!]
Thank you very much!
Loving life, man. Loving life. Just had an awesome afternoon and evening.
Makes me a bitch? Because I'm happier than disagreeable people? I don't think so. I've dodged my fair amount of bullets, it seems, and it's satisfying.
I know the vague diaries must be a little annoying. But they make me feel better. So I'm sorry if they bother you.
Love and kisses and happy, happy lives to each and every one of you!
-Danielle
I just love learning new things, don't you?
Learning new things is riiiight up there with long walks on moonlit beaches, kittens, and happy children. I love learning new things.
I also love people who explode with hypocrisy, and crumble under the weight of all the bullshit they spew everywhere.
Here's to waiting patiently!
I concede that you were right about this place
I can make a perfect likeness of your body if I trace
I can hold you until you turn out the light
and I can't see
Do you believe that we are all innately good
Do you think that you would love me until tomorrow if you could
Would you please turn down the radio
so we can speak
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry