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Cat, you are so not cute. I like Liberace better. [Nov. 8th, 2009|12:05 pm]
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[Current Location |Still in my bed.]
[Current Mood | aggravated]
[Current Music |Combinations - Eisley]

I'm annoyed at my cat. I was totally going to wake up at a reasonable time today, except that she kept waking me up at unreasonable hours of the morning. She slept on my legs nice and quiet and peaceful for a while, and when she got up and walked out of my room, I got up and closed the door, so she wouldn't annoy me later. ...Ha! I wake up at 5 a.m. because the cat is outside my door plaintively meowing her head off. I tried ignoring her for a few minutes but eventually gave in. I got up and let her in. She proceeds to be as annoying as possible, sticking her claws and/or nose in my face and generally fucking around with things. She finally goes and lies down on my legs and I fall back asleep... until she does it again at 7. ...So now it's noon and I'm only just now waking up. Fuck you, cat.

However, I did have a fabulous dream about, of all people, Liberace. A bunch of my friends and I got on a tiny plane to go see him somewhere, Vegas or Disneyland or something. I walked in and all my family (on my mom's side) was there, dressed up fancy and sitting at a long table. My friends and younger cousins sat down but I was slow so I got a seat way at the end away from anyone I wanted to talk to. But then the show started. It was a Cirque du Soleil-style performance, and it was commemorating an important event in Liberace's actual life. You see, in my dream, Liberace was actual royalty (they kept referring to him as the Red Baron), and for some political reason or another, was supposed to be executed several years ago, but through luck and politics and diplomacy (and, apparently, really fabulous dancing and singing) was able to escape this grisly fate. So the whole performance was about that. There were lots of beads and sparkles and spinning and really cool stunts, and very little of it took place on the stage up front, it was all down on the floor amongst the audience. Audience participation was encouraged, so I danced around some. Will was actually part of the performance, somehow. Seemed like a pretty good gig, lucky him. Anyway, the performance was amazing, and when it ended we all filed out enthusing about how amazing it was. Liberace came down and sort of milled with the crowd and was very nice. I was polite to him (I accidentally got in his way and said "I'm sorry" and moved) and he thanked me for it. It was at about this point I realized I was dressed like a zombie. It was also at about this point I realized I had left my water bottle behind. I went and described it to the staff at Lost and Found (it had a lot more interesting stickers on it than it does in real life), and Liberace himself recognized it and gave it back to me. ...Then we all went outside, and my mom and I stood around and talked to my aunt and uncle from Berkeley, discussing how troublesome the imminent tornadoes were.

...This is all really weird, seeing as I care nothing for and indeed know very little about Liberace, other than that dude who wore funny clothes and played the piano that some people kind of liked, back in the day.

And now I need to get my ass in gear so I can go to Lauren's and work on Aphelion for the second day in a row.

...Btw, the movie Primer is really fucking weird. And confusing. Which I expected, but holyshit. I'm going to have to watch it again sometime, and hopefully figure some shit out.
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Only in dreams.... [Nov. 6th, 2009|12:27 pm]
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[Current Location |Still in bed, wtf.]
[Current Mood | groggy]
[Current Music |Video Kid - The Birthday Massacre]

Among many other weird things, I dreamed I was a falconer. I had a female kestrel, like Lauren, and so did Wayne, and we were hunting through some marshes and rainforests in Florida. My kestrel was kind of a weird bright orange color, sort of tangerine. She was brand new, and I hadn't properly trained her yet, but she was really good and came back to the glove. I named her Beta, for no reason that I can think of. She caught a moth. ^_^ At some point she turned into a hawk... I think she was supposed to be a Harris hawk. She was mostly black, and her eyes were red. Her name was still Beta, but I nicknamed her Laserface. Wayne had a Harris hawk too. Now we were hunting in my front yard in Hilo. Which for some reason was populated with mainland animals. I saw this really gorgeous flicker with iridescent blue and teal wings. I flew Beta/Laserface at some wild kestrels, and she fought with one female for a bit before swallowing her whole. Then Lauren was throwing Penny at a squirrel, so I threw Laserface at it a few times, but she kept missing. She was very obedient but kind of lazy and dumb... she kept landing on the ground, and refusing to sit up straight on the glove. But she was very nice and didn't bite.

In an unrelated part of my dream, much earlier, my fridge in Hilo had a bag of something like tater tots, only made with apple instead of potato. This strikes me as delicious.
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Penny for the guy? [Nov. 5th, 2009|11:58 am]
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[Current Location |Bed of Port]
[Current Mood | afraid for my life]
[Current Music |Remember - John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band]

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.

Happy Guy Fawkes Day, y'all. Lauren's making a parkin, and tonight we will consume it and watch V for Vendetta. We'll have a fire too, if the weather permits. Looking forward to seeing Penny again, bless her little toes.

My window's a great place for wildlife, what with those trees right there. There were a couple of robins earlier, acting like re-re's. As robins do. And then some sort of woodpecker/sapsucker/flicker that I couldn't identify. ...I need some sort of kestrel-sized Lauren, that can sit on my fist, and I can fling her at small birds... "Identify!"

Mme. Suzette's being obnoxious, as per usual. With an extra side order of creepy. She's been sitting quietly, staring at me, for several minutes, and then she just leaned calmly forward and took a small bite of my forearm. I told her I didn't like that, and she stared at me some more, then leaned forward and started delicately licking the spot. ...If you never hear from me again, assume she ate me.

...OH GOD SHE'S LICKING MY ARM AGAIN. T_T
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My pumpkin's more better than your pumpkin [Oct. 30th, 2009|11:30 pm]
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[Current Location |Living-Room Floor of Port]
[Current Mood | pleased]
[Current Music |Little Boxes - The Decemberists]

Yay! It's my third favorite holiday! My favorites being, of course, National Angela Day and Christmas. October 31 gets high ratings for Candy and Good Excuse To Wear A Costume In Public, as if I require a good excuse. My costume this year is Vince Noir, of Mighty Boosh fame. A few of us plan to dress up and go wander around downtown Land of Port like a bunch of bums. Should be fun. Here's hoping it doesn't rain. Or snow.

( Check out this motherfuckin' Bat Signal pumpkin I just made, motherfuckers. )

This is actually the 90% complete status shot. I was too lazy to plug in my camera again, so you'll just have to trust that the finished product is double-plus excellent.

...Also I can't figure out how to rotate the image. Fuck you Photobucket.

Happy Halloween, y'all!
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The only problem is now I have the Slap Chop Rap stuck in my head... [Oct. 23rd, 2009|02:09 pm]
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[Current Location |Apartment of Port]
[Current Mood | pleased]
[Current Music |A Glorious Dawn - Carl Sagan ft. Stephen Hawking]

My friend Jen found these, they're kind of amazing. In a kind of hilarious, more than just kind of geeky way. This dude has a musical project where he stitches together sound bites of famous scientists (Carl Sagan, Richard Feynman, Neil deGrasse Tyson, Bill Nye, Stephen Hawking) with a voice modulator to make songs about scientific knowledge and philosophy.

Check it out, my geeky homies: The Symphony of Science.

Carl Sagan is kind of amazingly adorkable. And I have a gigantic crush on Neil deGrasse Tyson, but I knew that already.

...This guy needs to use David Attenborough, y/y? Also, Jack Horner? OOH! Jane Goodall! :DD

In other news, going to Madras for the weekend with Dar, Lauren, and Melissa for the Madras falconry meet, again. And we'll be staying at Melissa's mom's new house in Bend. WOOHOO!
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Happy Fun Times [Oct. 14th, 2009|05:21 pm]
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[Current Location |Bed of Port]
[Current Mood | content]
[Current Music |The Ghost of Genova Heights - Stars]

Wow, so it's been a busy few days. Time for one of Angela's Super Mega Posts!

( Look under cut for four days of downtown adventures, corn, larping, and two rock concerts in a row. :D )

...Soooo, yeah. I'm still kind of recovering from all that. I'm trying to take advantage of my time of joblessness and get shit done. ...So far I've been moderately successful. But omg I've been getting so much sleep. T_T It's truly wonderful, let me tell you.
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I almost fell off of my treadmill [Oct. 10th, 2009|01:35 am]
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[Current Location |Bed of Port]
[Current Mood | amused]
[Current Music |Prince With A Thousand Enemies - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead]

Okay, so this is several days old, but it keeps coming up (bowchikkabowwow~), so I thought I would share it with you. While at the gym on Monday, Dar and Will and I saw a commercial in which firmly-muscled plumbers (oxymoron?) entice us to purchase Liquid Plumr's...

FOAMING PIPE SNAKE.

Best euphemism ever, y/y?

...That is all.
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Things that only make sense to me [Oct. 8th, 2009|07:06 am]
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[Current Location |Bed of Port]
[Current Mood | still sleep-deprived]
[Current Music |Richter Scale Madness - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead]

Practically my first thought upon waking: fuck the z-axis!
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Taking some time out from my busy schedule of work, sleep, treadmill, dishes, and porn-beta [Oct. 7th, 2009|08:42 pm]
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[Current Location |Bed of Port]
[Current Mood | sleep-deprived]
[Current Music |Grapvine Fires - Death Cab For Cutie]

So last weekend was kind of a little bit productive and a lot lazy. I spent all day Saturday downtown by myself again, as I like to do once in a while. This time I wore more sensible shoes. I ransacked all of the thrift stores downtown for Vince Noir costume elements (that's right, it's October... Halloween costume time!); only one of them was any good. Buffalo Exchange, I heart you. I now have the perfect and most excellent pair of white cowboy boots, a lime green studded belt, and a jangly piece of jewelry comprising three chains and a lot of fake gold coins that is downright piratical. I also picked up an awesome army jacket and a fabulous leather jacket with fuzzies on the inside that I love so very very very much, but that wasn't costume stuff. Now all I need is the cowboy hat and my electro-poof will be complete; by the time I got to the Outdoor Store it was closed. At that point I was getting a bit hungry, it being dinner time and all, so I snagged a Vietnamese sandwich and a Thai iced tea from an open-late lunch truck, walked myself over to Pioneer Courthouse Square, and sat on the brick steps with my earbuds in and The Decemberists on, eating and watching the sky-light dim. Then I swung by Ben & Jerry's for dessert before hitting the Pioneer Place cinemas for The Informant. EXCELLENT movie, btw; hilarious. Matt Damon, I heart you. The rest of the weekend was spent marathoning TV shows on our laptops. Supernatural, The Vampire Diaries, Bones, The X-Files, Dollhouse, Kings. Oh man oh man. Good stuff. And then Will took us out for dinner at the best sushi restaurant ever (you should see the gigantic portions of fish hanging off of their nigiri, holy crap), and we went to his mom's house to meet her and his new dog Tobias and eat pie and walk to Council Crest in the dark.

Yesterday we watched Zombieland. SEE THIS MOVIE. It was, like, way more awesome than I thought it would be. Like, it was actually quality. Not stupid funny, but funny funny. And majorly badass. And actually quite touching. The characters were actual people. And you couldn't help picking out examples of Columbus' list. The whole movie I'm like, "Limber Up. Cardio. DOUBLE TAP, DOUBLE TAP!! :DD" Also, this will significantly affect my experience at carnivals and amusement parks for the rest of my life.

Coming up- Saturday we're having a major group outing that may involve... I dunno, between 6 and 9 people. There will be dim sum at our favorite place in Chinatown, followed by a roadtrip out to Sauvie Island to spot some birds, conquer a corn maze, and buy some pumpkins and other assorted squashes. It will be goodtimes.

Next week I am being a bad girl and trading sleep for concerts. Monday is ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead at Dante's downtown. Lauren and I are all over that shit, oh man. And then Tuesday we two plus Dar are driving down to Eugene to go gypsy-crazy at the Gogol Bordello concert at the McDonald Theater. ...Man I love being young and irresponsible.

So anyway I've been working on this meme for several weeks. Stolen from [info]salt_of_the_egg, with some minor editing so it makes more sense away from its home territory of Faceblargh. I also included song and album titles, because I could. The meme doth not require it.

Using only song lyrics from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think!

( Three guesses which band I chose. )
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Knowing helped... a little [Sep. 29th, 2009|11:12 pm]
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[Current Location |Not under my covers D:]
[Current Mood | relieved, a bit (oddly)]
[Current Music |Summer Skin - Death Cab for Cutie]

Oh good. I can stop PMSing now.
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Things [Sep. 24th, 2009|10:49 pm]
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[Current Location |Apartment of Port]
[Current Mood | relaxed]
[Current Music |Sundowner - The Panics]

-Massive Anglo-Saxon gold discovery in Staffordshire. Celebrate your Anglo-Saxon heritage: use some four-letter words.

-G20 protestors in Pittsburgh get tear-gased. The important bit in this article is the Anon in the second photo down the page. Also the Daily Show has a presence, very important. And a sound cannon is a fucking awesome high-tech anti-riot weapon. Sorry, protestors.

-Last night I cooked dinner for once. Oven-baked chicken breaded in panko, hazelnuts, and cajun spice; quinoa; and green beans. It was delicious. Sometimes I am awesome.

-Today the call volume was very low, which would've been... nice? I guess? Except that there was an unusually high percentage of callers I wanted to throttle. ...This job has only made me more of an elitist. So much of the world is dumb. And they all CALL ME ON THE PHONE.

-The massive levels of dumb were made up for to a great extent by my participation in the birthday preparations for our manager, Francis. I joined a couple of my work buddies, including one of my supervisors, in spending an hour saran-wrapping his entire cubicle.

-I'm still recovering from the cold that laid me flat all weekend. My nose is a slow-dripping leaky faucet, producing unlikely amounts of snot. The snot coming out of my right nostril is clear and colorless. The snot coming out of my left nostril is yellow and opaque. THIS IS DISGUSTING. ...I felt I should share this with you.

-Tomorrow we go to Walla Walla (again)! 'Tis the season for birthdays; this weekend we celebrate Becca's by crashing on her floor and preventing her from studying.
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Odd thought [Sep. 13th, 2009|09:07 pm]
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[Current Location |Kitchen of Port]
[Current Mood | neutral]
[Current Music |Elevators - Peter Adams]

You know, I just caught myself wishing it was Monday. How sick and twisted is that?

...But if you think about it, Sunday nights are worse than Monday nights, because your weekend is over now, and there's work the next day. But on Monday nights, you're over it already. Work? Oh no, boohoo, you survived one day already, how bad can four more be?

And on Monday nights, there's Red vs. Blue.
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Hey look, instead of doing this stuff I should be sleeping [Sep. 8th, 2009|11:24 pm]
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[Current Location |On my bed, not in it. Need to fix this shortly.]
[Current Mood | tired]
[Current Music |Hanging By A Thread - Nickel Creek]

So it's been a little while since I've posted, and it's not that I haven't been doing anything awesome. I'm still doing things like jumping into the Columbia River, licking banana slugs, holding kestrels, and designing science-fiction rpgs. My life is full of awesome. So full of awesome I don't have the time or energy to properly document my doings. Darn. How horrible.

Anyway, some quick things.

Reposted from [info]hiryuu's journal, because everyone I know needs to see this. World War I and World War II as illustrated by anthropomorphic nations. This is quite possibly the best thing ever.

Also, a ( meme! )
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Big Pimpin' [Sep. 1st, 2009|11:53 pm]
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[Current Location |On my bed, not in it.]
[Current Mood | content]
[Current Music |One Stringed Harp - Bell X1 (I now believe in love at 1st listen omg this band)]

So, my friend James is moving soon and needs lots of Stuff, and Needs Stuff = Needs Money, so she is taking commissions. Want art? Need art? ...Are you sure? Have you looked at how cute her stuff is? Go on, you know you want some.
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Obligatory birthday fic crosspost [Aug. 30th, 2009|09:14 pm]
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[Current Location |Kitchen of Port]
[Current Mood | chipper]
[Current Music |Rise Up in the Dirt - Voxtrot]

Happy birthday [info]sirona_gs! Hope you had a good one! And I do hope you enjoy your present. ^_^ Again, sorry this is a little late, bla bla timezone difference bla bla weekend of no internets bla bla excuses bla bla.

I took a couple more prompts from my wonderful little collection, so thank you all again, friends list. More Metanoia, so of course this has already been posted to [info]riverside_hq.

( Drabbles for Neve )
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Will you be my Kriskindle? [Aug. 27th, 2009|11:00 pm]
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[Current Location |Kitchen of Port]
[Current Mood | immersed in musical ardor]
[Current Music |I'll See Your Heart And I'll Raise You Mine - Bell X1]

Will someone who loves me please write me Good Omens fic inspired by this song? Or several someones?

I'm serious.
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The weekend thus far [Aug. 23rd, 2009|01:31 am]
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[Current Location |On my bed, not in it.]
[Current Mood | content]
[Current Music |Mad Season - Matchbox Twenty]

Friday I took a couple of buses over to Lauren's house. I had a long conversation with a very nice, cute, and slightly ADD guy named Doug... we talked about Stephen King, books, movies, college, where we've lived, and what we want to do with our lives. Lauren picked me up from the Park and Ride and we ate tacos in her kitchen while her parents chilled in the family room, drinking wine and listening to Metric's "Live It Out" on high volume. We spent some quality time working on Aphelion before Lauren took me home, having to go to bed earlyish so she could go trapping for her kestrel. My friend Becca texted me to announce joyously that she had proposed to her girlfriend, and she had said yes, which was wondrous news. It's a good thing me and Dar were there to help her pick out the ring; obviously it was a winner. :DD

Saturday I slept in real late, then spent some time writing. Around midday Dar and I went to the community center and *GASP!* worked out at the gym. We did 20 mins on the ellipticals, did a sampling of most of the weight equipment, and finished up with a short jog on the treadmills- my first workout in a gym EVER in my life. Which is even stranger than it sounds, as I've been a regular athlete since I was five. I guess I've always been a bit disdainful of gyms, preferring to get my workout doing sports, preferably outside. But it was hella fun. And we've bought a 20-visit pass, so we'll be going regular, hopefully. Afterwards we loosened up doing a few laps in the pool. I climbed the rope again (which is a lot harder after a hard workout, ohmigod), we went down the waterslide, and then finally boiled our muscles in the hot tub as a preventative measure. I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow anyway.

Feeling sufficiently like we'd been pummeled by meat tenderizers and injected with happy drugs, we went to pick up Lauren, whose kestrel-catching venture was a bust, alas. Next week, perhaps- fingers crossed! We showered and ate salmon-salad sandwiches and bean salad, and Lauren and I marathoned the very first episodes of Doctor Who (OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH BECCA). We also watched a few episodes of Snuff Box, which is FUCKING BIZARRE and also amazing and awesome.

Today is also the birthday of Jesse Hajicek, one of my favorite writers. As a gift to him I have written a few shorts and drabbles about Star and Zander, the main characters of his fabulous webcomic, Metanoia (for non-Riversiders, you may remember Star from my pr0n earlier this month). Remember those drabbles I asked for, for my Sekrit Projekt? Yeah, this is them. I only had time and inspiration for four, oh well. If you're interested, here they are (cross-posted to [info]riverside_hq), and thank you so much for the prompts!

( Drabbles for Jesse )
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I wish I'd been alive back then so I could vote for him [Aug. 16th, 2009|06:45 pm]
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[Current Location |Bed]
[Current Mood | nostalgic]
[Current Music |The Times They Are A-Changin' - Bob Dylan]

“What is it the hangers-on fear? Can it be that I have alarmed them by saying that government should be run without influence or favor…that the government should belong equally to all of our people, both the humble and the mighty; that these fair Islands are ours to treat with reverence and pass on to our children, and they are not to be destroyed by greedy and thoughtless men?”

- Thomas P. Gill, 1970, of his political opponent John Burns

...I love this man. T_T
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This is what Aloha feels like [Aug. 16th, 2009|03:56 pm]
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[Current Location |Bed]
[Current Mood | peaceful]
[Current Music |various renditions of Akaka Falls on YouTube (omg Kealii Reichel is adorable)]

I woke up on a warm and stunningly beautiful Saturday morning and stumbled out into the kitchen to join Gary and Susan for a breakfast of English muffins with guava jelly, boiled eggs, sausage, and fruit salad made of fresh pineapple, apple bananas, and dried cranberries and some half-awake pondering of the stories in the Honolulu Advertiser. Eventually Gary decided some drastic measures needed to be taken to get Lorin and Alyssa out of bed, so he put on Eric Clapton Unplugged and carried the wireless speaker into Lorin's room.

Once we were all up and fed and dressed in grungy clothes, Gary and Alyssa and Darian and I piled into the car and drove up to Tantalus. There we joined the rest of the massive Gill family workforce prepping for Grandpa's memorial. Ian and Tim were making banners, Alex had taken Granny down the mountain to get a haircut, and the rest of us were set to work cutting flowers and foliage from the Gill family jungle. I cut about three buckets of lau‘a‘e ferns and a few stalks of kahili ginger. We had tons of kahili ginger, red and green ti, several varieties of heliconia, red ginger, torch ginger, anthuriums, and peace lilies. It was so cute to see tiny Na‘oi carrying a heliconia stalk that was several times taller than he was. After cutting several buckets and coolers of glossy green leaves and red, orange, yellow, and white flowers we ran out of time and, really, had almost more foliage than we knew what to do with, and still there was so much more on the property, you couldn't tell we'd cut anything at all. ...I love our valley. Anyway, it was pleasant to be up on the road, filling bucket after bucket with glossy green ferns, standing in the breeze and the sun and the shade in alternation, and not even minding the swarm of mosquitos around my legs (lol I have so many bites today, is it weird that I think that's wonderful?).

( More Memorial stuff )

On the airplane I watched The Soloist, which is amazing, I highly recommend it to everyone. It's beautifully shot and directed (same director who did Pride and Prejudice, and Atonement), Robert Downey, Jr is brilliant as usual, and Jamie Foxx does an outstanding acting job as Nathaniel Ayers, a homeless, schizophrenic Julliard dropout who's a genius on the cello. The mix of absolutely gorgeous Beethoven mixed with the noisy, dirty, concrete jungle of Los Angeles was kind of amazing. If you love music, if you love good acting, if you love quality film-making, watch this movie. It was so lovely.

...Then I passed out, woke up long enough to get off the plane and into Dar's car, then came home and passed out again, from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. I've done absolutely nothing today so far except take a shower, poke at the internets, and post this (while petting a sleepy cat with my toes). ...I should probably got on with things.
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Today [Aug. 15th, 2009|02:26 am]
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[Current Location |Under Darian's bed, Pauoa]
[Current Mood | content]
[Current Music |Whirring electric fan and Darian's occasional soft snoring]

So this morning I got some unplanned exercise. I was running a few minutes late so I ended up jogging ten minutes to Barbur Transit Center, carrying a heavy backpack. So that was fun.

Cecelia had the WEIRDEST caller on FTC v. Telebrands. ...You know those waist belts that jolt your abs with electricity, that supposedly give your abs a workout? Yeah, they so totally don't. The Federal Trade Commission brought the heat for making false claims, and they had to pay some money back to everyone who bought their crappy product. So checks got mailed out to all customers for about $17, with a notice of explanation. ...So of course nobody actually READS these notices ever, and they all have to call in and freak out about it. ...So anyway. This lady. She reads "Telebrands" and somehow her brain comes up with "Taliban", so in all seriousness, very concerned, she asks Cecelia, if she deposits this check, are we going to send her to Afghanistan. ...WHAT?! Is she ON GLUE?! No, we're not going to pay you $17 and then kidnap you and take you to the Middle East, WHAT THE HELL?! So that completely broke my brain and I had trouble functioning for the next few minutes.

I got off at 3:30 and Dar picked me up to take me to the airport, which would've been hunky-dory except that I forgot how BATSHIT Portland traffic is on Fridays. What should've been a 30 minute drive turned into, like, 1 hour 10 minutes. We got there... I think it was 4:50? For a 5:15 flight. ...I sprinted up to the desk (luckily, PDX was a ghost town, and there was no line) and asked if it was too late for the Honolulu flight. They said, "Yes," then, "...Do you have luggage?" I only had carry-ons so they did the fastest check-in ever and handed me my boarding pass, saying, "No promises, run like the wind," and called the gate to let them know I was coming. ...I ran like the wind. Security was also more tumbleweeds than people, so I got through that pdq and sprinted for the gate. I was just a couple gates away when I heard the last boarding call and put on some extra speed. I hand over my boarding pass and the agents are like, "Wow, last one to check in at the desk, but you beat six other people here." ...I'm just that awesome. Thank you high school track career.

...And then of course the plane sat on the ground for 30+ minutes. Pfffffff.

But now I am in Honolulu and it's 87 degrees and humid, but the city lights looked so pretty from the plane, and I could see the radio towers on our new property, and now I'm with Family and everything is wonderful. Tomorrow we're to collect greenery for Grandpa's memorial service.

Going to sleep now. I've been awake more than 22 hours. @_@
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