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| | Subject: | 65 and sunny | | Time: | 10:50 am |
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| | Today is glorious. Go outside. | comments: Leave a comment   |
| | Subject: | who says snail mail is dead? | | Time: | 03:50 pm |
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| In the past week or two, my mailbox has been overflowing with things that make me happy (in addition to the unsolicited credit card offers and JCrew catalogs):
- a sheaf of postcards from James, mailed just before he left for a year in Japan (some are poems, some random musings, and a few actual messages for me)
- the first and second installations of "Polish Poets by Post," a postcard art project designed by my friend Elsbeth, featuring poems by Zbigniew Herbert , a poet I'd never heard of before
- a lovely, newsy letter from the same friend
- an invite to one of two weddings I'll be attending this summer
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- a letter from the English Department at PSU, accepting me for their graduate program in Book Publishing
Who says snail mail is dead? | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Golden Girls and Laryngitis | | Time: | 12:40 pm |
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| Did you know that, at least according to Wikipedia, all four original Golden Girls are still alive and kicking? Granted, they're in their 80's, but still. I'm impressed.
Why the new-found interest in The Golden Girls. It is thus: I have been home in bed most of the week with an ass-kicking cold + laryngitis. The Multnomah County Library, bless its soul, offered up the complete fifth season of Golden Girls for my viewing pleasure. I can't wait.
Speaking of laryngitis (say that three times fast...oh wait, I can't talk), I don't think I've ever really appreciated how much of my time is spent in oral communication. Sure, I've had sore throats before, but this is the first time that I've really lost all ability to speak normally. Much can be conveyed with the eyes, and head nods and hand gestures help immensely too, but it's not the same at all.
...it's nearly impossible to work in retail with this problem.
I've tried--since Wednesday I've been making an effort to go to work, smile and nod at customers and rely on my coworkers to explain for the 4 millionth time what's in a gibassier. I've been keeping to the espresso machine, and hoping customers can figure out for themselves which drinks are theirs (since I can't holler TALL TRIPLE NON-FAT NO FOAM LATTE anymore). Fortunately we have so many regulars that I've been able to make it work at least some of the time. But today, I think my co-workers were frustrated with the no-voice girl remaining in the tip pool on a slow day, so I've taken myself home to watch Golden Girls and pray that my vocal cords recover soon.
I've tried tea, honey, lemon, lozenges, soup, Indian food, etc. Any further suggested remedies are welcome. | | comments: 8 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Monopoly party | | Time: | 02:16 pm |
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| Our third-annual game-themed birthday party. (Previous themes were Rubik's Cube and Candyland)
Photos here.
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| | Subject: | THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH HOURS IN THE DAYS | | Time: | 05:24 pm |
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| Finally returned from two straight weeks of vacation (the most I've had in several years), and I'm already struggling to keep my head above the ground. Grad school applications, editing projects, a birthday party to plan, the works.
Thankfully, the second half of my vacation (sitting in California on rainy days reading books and cooking with friends) thoroughly redeemed the rockier first half (sitting on the east coast on rainy days reading books with family).
I forgot to take pictures of my newly-engaged friends, but here are some cheesy photos from Christmas with the family.
Happy new year.
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| | Subject: | for the first time since graduation... | | Time: | 08:29 pm |
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| I want to go back to school.
Between reading a non-fiction book on the Parisian literary scene in the 1920's and sitting at Stumptown tonight watching a pair of guys at the next table busy working on English essays (Pope and Steinback, respectively), I've really started to miss that whole scene. Unfortunately, my current desire would require completing another absolutely useless degree (dude, I want to know everything about Modernism), which I can ill afford.
Perhaps I can harness this impulse and redirect it towards getting-my-ass-in-gear and applying to PSU's Masters in Publishing program. I'm going to an open house there next month...though I wonder whether I am really ready to commit to another few years of school. And I promised myself that if I were to ever go to grad school, I would learn from my undergrad experience and NOT work 25-40 hours a week while also taking classes. So that means no money and/or loans. Eep. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | hey, look, I can write! | | Time: | 05:06 pm |
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| My dear friend Ben at the Willamette Week asked me to write a few blurbs for things happening at the TBA festival.
Check out my articles on Haircuts by Children and Elevator Repair Service's production of Gatz .
Also, I've started interviewing the featured writers for Write Around Portland's website.
Here's a link to the last one I did. Francisco is an awesome guy and these assignments have been really fun for me to see how much the workshops matter to folks.
Writing is awesome! Now back to more editing...my website needs updating. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | I'm (officially) an Oregonian! | | Time: | 02:43 pm |
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| I moved to Portland on August 28th, 2002.
Five years and one day later, I have finally obtained an Oregon driver's license, certifying that I am, in fact, a resident of this beautiful state I call home.
Now I just have to wait five days for the laminated copy to arrive before I can smugly go to bars without getting a second or third glare from the waiter. | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | I'm in business! | | Time: | 07:20 am |
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| After months of research and planning, I've just launched my own freelance editing business. Check it out: www.trilliumediting.com
If you know anyone who needs proofreading, editing services, or content development assistance, tell them about me! I'm looking to do mostly academic and creative editing work--my current clients are a playwright (who also happens to be my father), someone working on a masters thesis in art, and a ghostwriter for a self-help book.
I'm still working at the bakery, and I'm glad to have that job (and benefits!) to fall back on in case this doesn't work out. BUT I'm really excited about the possibility of making some money from playing with words. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | I need a roommate | | Time: | 10:22 pm |
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| Due to some circumstances beyond my control, there's a free bedroom at my new place. If you or someone cool you know might be interested in living on SE Belmont for $375/month (+ a share of internet and electricity), please please have them contact me.
I need a roommate, and soon!
Thanks,
Marianna
UPDATE (5/30): Thank you, Craig's List. Found a nice, low key queer guy to move in mid-month, but who paid rent upfront and is providing a cat as well. woot. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | yeah! | | Time: | 09:54 am |
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| SCHOOL'S OUT FOR SUMMER! SCHOOL'S OUT FOREVER!!
That song has been stuck in my head since yesterday when I finished my final final. My parents arrive today, and graduation is on Sunday. I'm stoked.
What hasn't sunk in yet are the goodbyes I'm going to have to say to so many people. Also, moving is going to be a bitch. Luckily though, I'm only heading across the river to Belmont. Yes, I'm staying in Portland and finding a real job. That's the plan for now. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | one week to go! | | Time: | 11:37 pm |
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| OUR LAST ALL-NIGHTER PARTY!
Tonight, Wednesday 4/26, 2nd floor Watzek.
There are 7 of us here now, and perhaps more on the way. We have a thesis, set of thesis revisions, a poetry assignment, two english papers, one ConLaw paper, and massive amounts of reading due tomorrow. But after that, only exams lie between us and graduation!! Woohoo! | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Current Location: | Watzek | | Subject: | I <3 my thesis | | Time: | 12:46 am |
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| The questions "How are you?," "What's up?," "How's life?," and "What'd you do last weekend?" have all had a simple, one word answer this week:
THESIS.
I've been living in the library or various other rooms with books (&coffee) lately, huddled close to my computer intensely typing jargon-y phrases like " the redactor-scribe of 1QS combined the scriptural traditions evidenced by 4QSe and 4QSb/d into a longer, composite document" and "Paleographic analysis of the handwriting of 4QSb and 4QSd is 'typical early Herodian Formal script' suggesting that these texts were copied between 30-1 BCE." etc etc.
I haven't slept enough and I'm probably not going to have it ready by the deadline for honors (I should say consideration for honors), BUT in some sick way I am enjoying this project.
I've learned a TON more about the Dead Sea scrolls, about RELS methodology, and about my critical thinking skills. I think that's about what you're supposed to get out of thesis.
Entering the home stretch, for thesis and for college in general...
PS (4/13/06)- Got inspired this morning and made myself an " I <3 my thesis" t-shirt a la Anna Forsher. It's hot. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| Is it sick to wish I were writing at thesis NEXT year so I could write about this?:
http://www.nytimes.com/2006/04/07/science/07judas.html?ex=1145073600&en=173eb2fd9dfd90f0&ei=5070&emc=eta1
From what I've read so far, I already have so much to say about what this document means for the perception of Christianity in the modern world. It's an important document, but not in the way the media is portraying it. Ask me for more details if you care. I'm salivating just thinking about it.
On a related front, I have to be pretty much finished with my thesis by next Friday if I want it to be considered for honors (and I do). This is a problem because I have 1/3 of it on paper (the rest is in my head!), one major work commitment tomorrow, 2 sets of family/family friends coming into town this week (WTF?), and oh, the rest of school to deal with. eek.
I really shouldn't complain though, especially considering where some of my roommates are on theirs. | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | yes! | | Time: | 09:05 am |
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| It's snowing it's snowing it's snowing!!
I'm going sledding in the graveyard on a Bon tray. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | un-valentine's day | | Time: | 12:09 am |
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| I survived the most hellacious day of the retail year. We sold over $17,000 worth of chocolate today, including somewhere in the neighborhood of 500 dipped strawberries and the like. CRAZY. (In comparison, an average day is more or less $1000 and 20-40 berries).
Got up at 5:30am to be at work by 6 dipping berries for a few hours before we opened, worked til noon (skipping class), took a break to return Charlie's car, make some food, and take the bus back downtown. Then worked 4-10pm including closing. I have never handled so much cash at one time. This was followed by a beer at Tryon (as of this week it's $2.50 Tuesdays--WTF!?!?!) and a ride back to my house.
Possibly the most entertaining V-Day I've had in a while, and surprisingly enjoyable given that I worked 12 hours. I think the best way to wreak my vengeance on a silly holiday like that is laughing to myself as people buy the biggest boxes of chocolate they can find to go with the prescribed flowers and jewelry...it's just plain silly how material VDay tends to be. Ah well, enough tired ranting.
I'm glad to have it over with though because now I can get back into school mode and concentrate on my thesis. (PS-Anna, if you're reading this, you owe me one thesis-related t-shirt. You know what I'm talking about. Also, that copy of Traveling Wilburys that you keep promising. I may even trade you chocolate for it.) | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | too funny. | | Time: | 07:31 pm |
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| the thing is, in high school everyone did think I'd be a writer. I thought maybe I'd be one too.
What DO I want to be when I grow up? graduation is coming soon...
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| | Subject: | it's a small, small world... | | Time: | 11:02 pm |
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| today in Charleston I ran into:
- 2 people I went to high school with (one on the street, the other at a bar)
- my third grade teacher
- my elementary art teacher (to be fair, she was shopping with the other teacher)
- a girl I went to elementary/middle school with
- my friend Joseph's cousin
that's not counting the folks I intentionally visited with--those I wanted to see and enjoyed hanging out with. I hate that you can't go anywhere without knowing half the people there. Really, if I liked half of these random people it wouldn't be so bad to run into them, but it's awkward mostly...
I miss Portland. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | my bridge is falling down, falling down... | | Time: | 04:29 pm |
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| http://newsfiles.charleston.net/bridge.mov
I don't know if the link will work or if anyone other than another Charlestonian can possibly understand...they've started blowing up the old Cooper River Bridges, after completing the new one in July.
These bridges are like a 2 1/2 mile long roller coaster connecting Charleston to Mt. Pleasant (the town I lived in for about 15 years). I used to ride/drive over those bridges almost daily. And now they're going, going gone.
I knew it would happen eventually, but I wasn't ready. I think I might cry. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Hurricane Katrina... | | Time: | 01:41 am |
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| as I often do, I'd gone a few days without reading the news or anything much other than passing headlines...I knew New Orleans was hit by a hurricane and that it was in bad shape. I thought, hey, I've lived through hurricanes and they suck and stuff, people love disaster blah blah blah, but oh wow. shit.
I sat down with the NYTimes today and was so so appalled. This sort of damage is on an absolutely incomprehensible scale. So many homes gone, folks dying, people stranded. I want to do something, but I don't know exactly what. I was only 5 when Hugo hit, but I know that we would have been lost without so many people's generosity. What can you do to help when you're this far away?
PS-There's all this talk about "why didn't people heed the warnings" and leave town. But let me tell you, after so many false alarms, folks get ornery. They want to stay put. I know this, because I've seen it. Yes, it may have been a stupid move, but at this point who cares? They're stuck. Get them out.
Enough from me. I feel sick. (And kind of guilty that I was so much out of the loop for a few days) | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
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