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One upon a time, there was a girl who was very sad because her very favorite boy in the whole wide world walked away through a metal detector and disappeared for what she knew would be a very longish time (two months). But this story isn't as bad as you might think, because he left for her a cd full of sweet songs that made her quite happy (not in a happy excited way, but in rather of a happy + sigh way - but happy, nonetheless), and not only that, but he left her with a head full of great memories and hope form a trip to a warm beach that would be soon to come. Also, she couldn't be too sad because she had a laptop called Stuart filled with pictures from the week, a mom who stayed up to listen to her talk about the boy even though she had a migraine, and some wonderful friends in her life who did nice things like send her encouraging emails and leave her cute little notes to see when she went to brush her teeth.
The End.
(Well, not really. More like, "To be continued with pictures")
Well it's been an interesting last few days - not exactly interesting in the way I was expecting, but that is okay, ya know? Life doesn't have to go my way all the time or anything.
The Good:
My amazing sister graduated!
And there was a really fun graduation dinner with family and (a) friend. (or is she a friend? hahaha we love Stephanie)
I was able to eat some fondue.
Sigur Rossss
My Ling390 prof let me take my midterm 3 days late.
My Arh493 prof doesn't believe in essay sections in exams. (I had no idea life could get so good.)
Pastor Mike is doing a series on Revelation.
My family is very nice to me. :D
Joshy comes tomorrow!!!!
The Bad:
I had to miss school on friday.
I had to go to school today.
I was too tired to do much studying yesterday.
It was cold today.
The Kinda Gross:
I puked a bunch on thursday night. Yeah. Icky.
...in the space of half a block you come accross multiple angry-at-america bumperstickers, such as: "Free America" or the ever popular "Bush Lies".

A flattering portrait of myself, compliments of one Katharine Orr, age 5.
Jon [Stewart] on the new standing seats created by Airbus:"The company Airbus is considering adding standing-room only seats to their planes to maximize the number of passengers. Basically, you'd be in a padded board with a harness... thank God, because if I've ever had one complaint about air travel it has always been this: it is far too comfortable."
I feel the need to post, if not only for the pathetic reason that I haven't updated recently (not sure why). I wonder if nothing interesting is going on in my life. It sure seems that there's plenty going on - challenges, excitement, impatience, joy, frustration... loads of stuff. I had the lovely surprise of running into my dear friend Lita at the bus 8 stop on Friday, saw Parkrose High's Pirates of Penzance, learned a few words in Japanese (which I have forgotten), went running with Pamela, missed out on free snowboarding, phoned Courtnay, watched a few movies, learned a whole lot of new things, had a lot of weird dreams, felt excited about Josh coming next week, wondered how early Pamela and I should go to Sigur Ros, wondered what meaningful thing I should get for my sister for Graduation and my Mom for Mother's day, made a bunch of cards, picked up all the clothes off my floor, removed the bindings from Charles's old board,
and even did a little homework.


My mom was out planting lettuce and sugarsnap peas, my dad was mowing the lawn (and other things in the yard), and Pamela and I sat in our shorts and tanktops studying... Mmmmm.... so nice.
So I was feeling pretty good this morning - the sun was shining, the lawn mowers were out, I had made a big breakfast of crepes and was out for a good run, when a neighbor's would be friendly gesture brought me down out of the clouds (or blue sky, such as it was).
"You look pretty tired!"
"Heh... yeah... it's been too long since I've ran."
"Yeah - me, too, but I know it so I don't even try. ... You should get a bike!"
"Uh.. yeah, shoulda thought of that. It was just so nice I just wanted to get out."
"Yeah! You should get a nice Harley then you wont have to run!"
Thanks buddy. I know you meant well, but really - way to make a girl feel out of shape. Maybe next time I just won't wear shorts.
So two days ago a pigeon poo'd on the sidewalk 5 centimeters from my flip flopped foot, someone fired a round from a car 5 blocks from me, and the strings on my guitar threatened to break; SNL was Linguistics class, Andy Warhol with his fright wigs and celebrities dominated Art History; I bought a plane ticket to Charlotte. One day ago class was skipped for mom-time, lunch was skipped for cereal, homework was skipped for scooter races and living room sitting. Today, french homework and a bedtime story by Sylvia Plath read, I made my way to Trader Joe's where dinner was found: a variety pack of sushi and 16 oz of Very Green, Joe's inexpensive alternative to Superfood. Minus the sunshine, a typical week in Oregon.
(random delights of this Easter)
-Staralfur
Bla nótt yfir himininnBla nótt yfir mérHorf-inn ut um gluggannMinn með hendurFaldar undir kinnHugsum daginn minnà dag og i gær
-Thunder and lightening on Easter.
-Cadbury Eggs and green tea.
-Harry Potter nerdiness and homework procrastination.
In Christ alone, my hope is found
He is my Light, my strength, my Song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Could ever pluck me from His hand
Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.
Seen scrawled on a 3rd floor Newburger Hall bathroom stall door:
"save a few trees, wipe your hands on your pants"
"It's like yoga - for your mouth!"
"When you're gona take a picture, nobody says, 'Say "too!"'" [in the brief introduction to vowels]
"That's not meaningful - that's just a blob."
"Some consonants are more... consonaty than others." [in reference to stops vs glides]
I guess these jokes fall more under the heading of "you had to be there" than anything else. Heh.
You all thought I just enjoyed sitting in my room studying all those hours upon hours (or you were of the mind that I was actually crazy). But oh! it has paid off. Unfortunately, my brain became so overcrowded with artists, temperaments, stages of morality, crime and grammar that I was incapable of recalling my password into the PSU system and could not find out my grades until today. But the results are in and I am not just crazy. Well, now I'm crazy happy - yaaaay three A's and one B for me!
So many rad things in one day... I nearly can't handle it.
Nice customer service people at Powells.
Sunshine.
Running in a sleeveless shirt rather than a thermal, hat and gloves.
Seeing Bob, Lita and Skylarr.
Having rad classes and [mostly] good profs.
Reading Ezekiel on the bus.
Drinking a smoothie.
Photographs Courtesy of Zoe Herbert-Hohn, age 3 (my cousin once removed).
Over the past week/10 days an extraordinary amount things have come to pass. The overhaul of the kitchen, the trip to Seattle, the realization of the termination of spring break.They say a picture is worth a thousand words, and I'm tired, so they'll have to do.A small smattering from Seattle:
Cousin Anna, Zoe and friend Payton. All such cuties!