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Sunday, April 24th, 2005
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9:05 pm - The Day of Remembrance for the Armenian Genocide
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Toronto was sweet as hell. Elizabeth and I got there around 8 pm on Friday. We checked into our hostel and then went and got sushi. Yum. After that, we bummed around, hung out with a couple of British guys at the hostel, and headed to bed early. Got up on Saturday at 8:45 for free pancakes in the kitchen of the hostel, showered, and headed out to the mall with Joe and Ben (the Brit guys). Spent the morning at the mall, headed back around 2:30, got sidetracked by a pub, and then spent a few hours snoozing in preparation for that night. Got cute, got dinner and headed to the concert - Hot Hot Heat, Louis XIV, and the Futureheads.
Lovely, aren't they? Well, I can't really give all the details, but I'll just say that after the show we headed back to the hotel in the Louis XIV tour van, smoked a bit, and headed out to the Drake Hotel for some drinking. Had some laughs with Brian in the cabs, chilled in the VIP lounge, headed back to the hotel at around 3. Got to sleep around 6:30 or 7 am, got up at 9:30 am, and headed back to our hostel to check out by 10:30 this morning. WHEW
Drove home, and here I am. Exhausted now, but too much work to do.
current mood:  drained
current music: Louis XIV - Paper Doll
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| Monday, April 18th, 2005
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11:38 pm - Updates for my sister
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Well, this is for Noonay becasue she complains that she doesnt' know what is going on in my life. I would just like to point out that this is LAZY of her, because that means she doesn't call me. EVER. but I love you Noooons.
THings going really well this semester. Went home for spring break, after a terrific weekend in DC with Elizabeth. We went to see Hot Hot Heat play with Louis XIV and it was awesome. I got to know the drummer of Louis prettty well. A nice guy.
This upcoming weeeknd we are going to see them again, in Toronto this time. Very exciting. Nothing much going on, just pretending to do work, and having fun.
current mood:  amused
current music: something on WERW 1570 am
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| Monday, January 24th, 2005
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5:41 pm - new semester new semester new sememster
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So far, it seems to be an interesting semester. My last one - crazy. Doing an independent study on the Armenian Genocide, which is really really interesting. And really terrifying for me. It's been really difficult to read the stories from survivors, as well as observations from secondary sources from the time. Anyway, its hard, but interesting and so i'll get through it.
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| Wednesday, November 17th, 2004
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1:11 pm - wow
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Since I blogged last time, crazy shit has been happening. Broke up with James, became attached at the hip to Hallie, expanded my horizons (both intellectually and emotionally), and am finding myself again. IT's been great. Two weekends ago, I went down to visit Richard at Rutgers. Had an awesome weekend there - just hanging out, smoking, drinking, making fools of ourselves, laughing, and talking. It was a blast, and the fun continued when he came up last weekend to visit all of us at Syracuse. It's been nice to re-connect with some of my friends. In terms of school, I am stressed as hell - working on two 35 page papers for two of my history class, but they are really interesting so i don't mind.
That's about all right now. Just busy, busy, busy. Can't wait for Thanksgiving - I'm heading down to the City to spend some quality time with my brother Seth, and my dad's side of the family. I know I'll miss everyone at home but It'll be a blast. Hallie, Rich, and I are going to meet up in the city sometime during that weekend to get ridiculous, have some fun, and enjoy NYC.
Poem for today by Wallace Stevens:
Complacencies of the peignoir, and late
Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair,
And the green freedom of a cockatoo
Upon a rug mingle to dissipate
The holy hush of ancient sacrifice.
She dreams a little, and she feels the dark
Encroachment of that old catastrophe,
As a calm darkens among water-lights.
The pungent oranges and bright, green wings
Seem things in some procession of the dead,
Winding across wide water, without sound.
The day is like wide water, without sound.
Stilled for the passing of her dreaming feet
Over the seas, to silent Palestine,
Dominion of the blood and sepulchre.
Why should she give her bounty to the dead?
What is divinity if it can come
Only in silent shadows and in dreams?
Shall she not find in comforts of the sun,
In pungent fruit and bright green wings, or else
In any balm or beauty of the earth,
Things to be cherished like the thought of heaven?
Divinity must live within herself:
Passions of rain, or moods in falling snow;
Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued
Elations when the forest blooms; gusty
Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights;
All pleasures and all pains, remembering
The bough of summer and the winter branch.
These are the measure destined for her soul.
Jove in the clouds had his inhuman birth.
No mother suckled him, no sweet land gave
Large-mannered motions to his mythy mind.
He moved among us, as a muttering king,
Magnificent, would move among his hinds,
Until our blood, commingling, virginal,
With heaven, brought such requital to desire
The very hinds discerned it, in a star.
Shall our blood fail? Or shall it come to be
The blood of paradise? And shall the earth
Seem all of paradise that we shall know?
The sky will be much friendlier then than now,
A part of labor and a part of pain,
And next in glory to enduring love,
Not this dividing and indifferent blue.
She says, "I am content when wakened birds,
Before they fly, test the reality
Of misty fields, by their sweet questionings;
But when the birds are gone, and their warm fields
Return no more, where, then, is paradise?"
There is not any haunt of prophecy,
Nor any old chimera of the grave,
Neither the golden underground, nor isle
Melodious, where spirits gat them home,
Nor visionary south, nor cloudy palm
Remote on heaven's hill, that has endured
As April's green endures; or will endure
Like her remembrance of awakened birds,
Or her desire for June and evening, tipped
By the consummation of the swallow's wings.
She says, "But in contentment I still feel
The need of some imperishable bliss."
Death is the mother of beauty; hence from her,
Alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams
And our desires. Although she strews the leaves
Of sure obliteration on our paths,
The path sick sorrow took, the many paths
Where triumph rang its brassy phrase, or love
Whispered a little out of tenderness,
She makes the willow shiver in the sun
For maidens who were wont to sit and gaze
Upon the grass, relinquished to their feet.
She causes boys to pile new plums and pears
On disregarded plate. The maidens taste
And stray impassioned in the littering leaves.
Is there no change of death in paradise?
Does ripe fruit never fall? Or do the boughs
Hang always heavy in that perfect sky,
Unchanging, yet so like our perishing earth,
With rivers like our own that seek for seas
They never find, the same receding shores
That never touch with inarticulate pang?
Why set pear upon those river-banks
Or spice the shores with odors of the plum?
Alas, that they should wear our colors there,
The silken weavings of our afternoons,
And pick the strings of our insipid lutes!
Death is the mother of beauty, mystical,
Within whose burning bosom we devise
Our earthly mothers waiting, sleeplessly.
Supple and turbulent, a ring of men
Shall chant in orgy on a summer morn
Their boisterous devotion to the sun,
Not as a god, but as a god might be,
Naked among them, like a savage source.
Their chant shall be a chant of paradise,
Out of their blood, returning to the sky;
And in their chant shall enter, voice by voice,
The windy lake wherein their lord delights,
The trees, like serafin, and echoing hills,
That choir among themselves long afterward.
They shall know well the heavenly fellowship
Of men that perish and of summer morn.
And whence they came and whither they shall go
The dew upon their feel shall manifest.
She hears, upon that water without sound,
A voice that cries, "The tomb in Palestine
Is not the porch of spirits lingering.
It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay."
We live in an old chaos of the sun,
Or old dependency of day and night,
Or island solitude, unsponsored, free,
Of that wide water, inescapable.
Deer walk upon our mountains, and the quail
Whistle about us their spontaneous cries;
Sweet berries ripen in the wilderness;
And, in the isolation of the sky,
At evening, casual flocks of pigeons make
Ambiguous undulations as they sink,
Downward to darkness, on extended wings.
Enjoy. Cheers.
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| Saturday, September 25th, 2004
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7:01 pm
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School so far is going well. Been really busy working, reading, writing, and hanging out with the kids. Met some really cool people this year. Gonna go do laundry with becs now.
Ciao.
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| Wednesday, August 25th, 2004
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11:57 pm - artistic temperment
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Ah back to the place that I loathe best: the amazing city of Syracuse. Arrived back a week ago and still unpacking. Ridiculous. Living with Elizabeth and Becca, so far, has been packed with fun-filled singalongs of the Penis Song, dangerous liasons with tall ceilings, and Elizabeth's "Escalade" with the hot ass rims. Ha. Good times so far this year - looking forward to more.
Leif comes back tomorrow - Dinner here with James, Leif, Becca, and Liz - all are welcome.
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| Thursday, June 10th, 2004
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5:50 pm - the love of my life
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5:33 pm - doing it ankeen style...
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Just hopped online to check on a few things. Thought I'd update real quick.
Having a blast at home - been hanging out with John, Casey, and Elise a lot - occasionally, Libby and Sarah. Went to Riversplash in Milwaukee with Pat, Elise, Libby, and Paul for Libs' 21st Birthday. It was a lot of fun - a lot of PDA from Libs and Paul - but a lot of fun. Started at the gym this week and I already feel better. Tomorrow is my first day back doing the "Bruce Lee" workout. Ben is going to kick my ass! But I love it, so it's good.
Still working, and doing my independent study. So far so good. I've got a little bit of a sunburn going right now - not too bad but just enough to start myself a tan. I'm contemplating a trip out to Portland to visit Leslie this summer, maybe take Hannah with me.
We'll see how that goes. But so far, this summer seems pretty promising. I'm just enjoying myself and not having a single regret. And my 21st birthday is in 14 days. THe COUNTDOWN begins.
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| Tuesday, June 1st, 2004
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7:01 pm - i love to laugh...
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Man, almost three weeks now, that I've been home. Working again at BCBG Max Azria, and Harborside Common Grounds. Doing pretty well, just trying to make some money. Brendan, my friend from Australia, that I met in Barcelona, came to visit for 5 days. We had a really good time, even though I had to work a bit during the weekend. He left today, heading back to NYC to catch his flight home.
Talked to James today - He just got back from Scotland and his conference. Hopefully I'll get to see him this summer. So far so good though, with work, and hanging out with the girls. I don't get to see Guy nearly as much as I would like to, what with this job, and new girl. I miss last summer - we would go for coffee everyday, and he never had anything to do but call me! ha. I'm just not loved anymore!!!
Anyway, thought i'd update real quick. Back to the grind...
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| Wednesday, May 19th, 2004
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3:47 pm - wine knot?
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Found a new hip little place here in Ke-no-where called Wine Knot and it reminds me of europe. Super cute, and very hip. My new favorite hang out. It's about time we opened a cute wine bar!
Being home is interesting. Been spending time with Elise, Guy, and Sarah. Hanging out with my sis and family. Last night I made dinner for everyone, and tried to re-invent one of Grace's recipes from Florence. I did pretty well. Not too shabby.
Tired, not really doing much else but sleeping, cleaning, and drinking coffee. However, starting this Friday, I am going to be working with the head of the theatre department at UW Milwaukee. I'll be doing independent research on a particular play, and she'll be overseeing my work. So, I'm pretty psyched. Not too shabby. It'll be a good experience for me in terms of textures, fabrics, colors, and researching historical dress.
So I'm pretty excited. That's all for now.
current mood:  energetic
current music: Penny Lane - the beatles
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| Wednesday, May 12th, 2004
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5:36 pm - in florence for the last night...
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Just got back this morning. My last night in florence, and so far its been hectic. Spent an idyllic weekend in Paris with James, and tomorrow morning I fly back to Chicago. :( Will update more over the summer.
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| Tuesday, May 4th, 2004
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8:32 pm - Nice is, as they say, very nice.
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Okay so it's a cliche. Va bene. Who cares? Ha. So, spent a lovely 4 days in Lyon with the Mardoian clan, that exclusive part of the family that we never see. I finally met my old pen pal/cousin Dorothee, who took me out with her friends and we partied til 5 am. Not too shabby for a 'relaxing weekend'. I also went rock climbing. Not like those fake walls with plastic rocks. OOOH hell no. Alain does nothing half-assed. We are talking a cliff... tall, steep, and scary as hell for a first timer like me!
And so much fun. Who knew!!!
I think I'm going to take up rock climbing as a sport. Damn, I still feel sore and it is such a rush... It's super sweet.
Now, I'm just hanging out in Nice, just had some Mexican food, waiting for the Hannah and the Leslie to arrive for some fun in the sun. Or rather, the rain. A bit dreary on the Cote d'Azur at the moment... but hopefully, tomorrow I can sit out and tan!
Ciao ciao for now.
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| Sunday, April 25th, 2004
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3:47 pm - interesting...
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3:11 pm - a special update
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I just recieved an email from a very close friend of mine, which stated that he checked my journal from time to time, but it never really told how i was doing, or what i was up to...
So... for my darling Brendan, I shall update more consciously:
Friday i took my Italian Cinema exam. I think it went well, but I'm really pretty sad that the class is over. It's been one of the best classes I've taken in college - my teacher was so much fun, and had the best sense of humor. I'm really going to miss her.
Friday night we headed to Santa Croce for this Piazza party. Turned out to be pretty fun - met up with Samy and Francesco and went to the Red Garter for awhile. It was good times, although LESLIE got ridiculous and leaned on everyone. It was good times though.
Saturday was ROOMMATE day for Erin and I. We headed to the market, bought presents for people back home, and just hung out. It was so much fun. We had been looking forward to it all week, and it totally lived up to our standards. God...
Last night, I started packing to head home. SAD! But then Hannah called, and made me go out to dinner, and then made me go to JJ's, and then made me go to Full Up... and so my quiet evening alone at home packing was turned into a crazy dancing drunken night. Va bene.
Today I am studying for my Finals tomorrow. BLAH! Just want my art history to be done.
Anyway, right now I'm doing alright. Very tired, missing my friends at home, but also getting very sad to leave Florence. It's my home now... It's as familiar to me as my room back home.
Va bene. Have to study now... Will see some of you people soon.
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| Friday, April 23rd, 2004
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1:45 pm - whatever and ever amen
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I looked for love in memphis
I looked for love in rome
Now that I finally got you
I just wanna take you home
I’m trying my best not to rush
Because rushing ain’t no fun
But are you breaking the law
Or looking out for miracles
I think it’s time you tell me where we stand
You’ve been taking my love
You’ve been breaking the law
You better start making my love
Becuase I’m in need of a miracle
Bedded a girl in texas
And went all the way in spokane
But I love you so much
I’m content to hold your hand
See I ain’t in no hurry
I can’t wait to be your man
But are you breaking the law or looking out for miracles
I think it’s time you tell me where we stand
You’ve been taking my love
We’ve been breaking the law
You’d better start making my love
Because I’m in need of a miracle
I took a train to detroit
Then I rode a train to memphis
I’ve been all around this bad bad world
Just trying to find some tenderness
Taking my love
We’ve been breaking the law
You’d better start making my love
Because I’m in need of a miracle
See I took a train to new york
And then I rolled into chicago
Yeah, I’ve been all around this mean mean world
Only trying to find a heart of gold
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| Wednesday, April 21st, 2004
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10:35 pm - fucking bolshevik
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Yep that's right. Fucking bolshevik. At an internet cafe with my love Erin. She is doing her art history work, while I mess around emailing, and livejournaling, and etc.
Fucking bolshevik. Erin is laughing at me and my reasoning for saying this. Unfortunately, cant talk about it over Livejournal, so you will all have to wait. Mi dispiace...
It just is fucking bolshevik. ha. Trying to get my things together, and study, and write papers all at the same time - Molto triste - I leave Florence in exactly one week. I am going to cry, as I hop my train to Milano to visit Stefano. Erin might come with me, which would be awesome, and then I head to Lyon for some family time with Alain and the rest of the Mardoian clan. And then on to perhaps Amsterdam, or maybe just around France, before I hit up Paris. James is meeting me there - very exciting. I'm looking forward to seeing him again. Va bene. Heading to J Js Cathedral in a bit, then home for some more work. Ciao.
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| Sunday, April 18th, 2004
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12:59 pm - and it's been awhile...
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Haven't updated in awhile - too much to do. Had a great Easter weekend, one and a half weeks til I'm done here, and no time to even think. Almost done...
Found this amazing old cartoon by John Held Jr today, but not able to put it on this page. Found a quote instead though...
"I think there’s a door in the back of everybody’s head that lets out the dreams, or the creative instinct, or the mild madness or whatever you want to call it that makes us want to make our livings this way, and not sensibly. For the lucky ones, that door closes at puberty; the unfortunates go on all their lives fighting with publishers or art dealers. They never grow up, and don’t say Peter Pan or I’ll sock you."
—John Held, Jr., from a 1934 interview
Here's a link so you can see the picture anyway.
http://www.geocities.com/flapper_culture/
It was a cartoon for the cover of LIFE magazine in February 1926.
current mood:  busy
current music: Come On Eileen
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| Wednesday, April 7th, 2004
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7:38 pm - mine venison is warmly like your monster...
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So this is where I am going for Easter:
You are allowed to be jealous. Very jealous.
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| Sunday, April 4th, 2004
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7:18 pm - My Inner Geek...(it's all true)
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4:36 pm - youll see the sun again
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Well, Michele left today. It was an interesting weekend. I've realized that he is a little staid for me... not in a BAD way... but... haha. He just isn't spontaneous enough for me... like another gentleman I know. Brendan, that's for you. :) I mean, we had fun hanging out, walking around Florence, and surprisingly enough there was quite a bit of good conversation. But I am definitely glad that that was the last time I am seeing him. We said goodbye at the train this morning.
VA BENE. Have just been wondering around Florence for the past few days. Found the perfect pair of sandals in il mercato di san lorenzo. Anyway, I've been really tired. Last night was the first night in a long time that I actually went out and danced. Got drunk at dinner on a lovely Pinot Grigio (my favorite), continued with a Capiroska and then a shot of rum and pear, and then tons of dancing on a stage with Leslie at Full Up.
When we were going crazy on stage, Leslie looks over at me and says, "I missed you, friend!" Its true... haven't been myself much lately... still sick, reading through the ten millions of books I brought with me, trying to get sleep, and never going out. WHAT THE FUCK! haha. Anyway, things are going okay here now. I'm doing a-okay.
I recently bought the new DIDO cd, in Wales. Wow. Wales.It was an amazing time. I've never felt so comfortable as I did with Chris and his family. Leslie and I had the best time there. Goddammit, it was so relaxing. Chris and his friends had a huge bonfire on Friday night, and that was so fun. My hair smelled like campfire for a week! But, it was great - GO VISIT WALES. Its so beautiful.
Anyway, got to get to work.
Ciao ciao for now.
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current music: Dido - Stoned
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