all i needed was a jolt (unconnected thoughts to follow)

Posted by heatherfeather Monday, October 30, 2006 comments (2)

-so i've been reinvigorated for many things in the past 3 days. but the one that i have invigorated again the most (there has to be a way to construct that sentence, however, i can't be arsed) is my job hunt.

i've been extremely BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHH about it since about april, and have held off on applications - especially since i had one that seemed REALLY good and kept getting calls and interviews and being invited to jump through hoop after hoop. but suddenly, i've realized that i didn't have to stop looking for other jobs. so today i started again. looking for jobs in DC, in san diego, in europe, in florida even (sorry littlegoat, but ugh! florida?!).

i got in contact with my references, and reminded them about how much they love me.

-and i did something i've sworn i will never do again: i went for a run today. it wasn't pretty. i'm terrible at running, and i hate it, but i went. i went after reading this and thinking, "hey. i could do that. try it for a few weeks and see what i think." of course now i have an entirely unlovely cough... it was my first real cardio cardio in... well, it doesn't matter how long. but although yoga makes me sweat, increases my heart rate, it's not cardio like running is cardio.

-i think i'll finish my liar liar socks tonight or tomorrow.

-i also have to do a little sappy foray into my love life and say, you know mr. pants? boy howdy, do i love that man.

 

JuJu inspires me to be a slacker

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1. What is your occupation? HA! i wish...

2. What color socks are you wearing right now? i am Sockless Wonder

3. What are you listening to right now? oscillating fan, the voices in JuJu's head

4. Can you drive a stick shift? nope

5. What was the last thing you ate? strawberry ice cream last night

6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be right now? peacock blue

7. Last person you spoke to on the phone? my mom, yesterday afternoon.

8. Do you like the person that sent this to you? she's a loserrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.*

9. How old are you today? 29 years, 5 months, 3 days

10. Favorite drink? because i'm thirsty, today it's water. later today it will probably be a pumpkin spice latte.

11. Have you ever stepped on a nail? nope

12. Have you ever dyed your hair? um, hello? like, all the time.

13. Pets? i gave my pet to the pants. (not a euphemism)

14. Walking or running? i'm about to start running. but i agree with juju - wogging is WAY more fun to watch.

15. Favorite food? currently, indian, persian, and mexican

16. What was the last movie you watched? first 1/2 of fever pitch, second 1/2 of war of the worlds yesterday morning flipping through the movie channels

17. Favorite day of the year? the day spring kicks through winter for the first time.

18. What do you do to vent your anger? throw stuff. not at people.

19. What was your favorite toy as a child? cheap orange dog my uncle won at Circus Circus. i named him Bite-O because he was ferocious.

20. What is your favorite Season? fall

21. Hugs or Kisses? hugs.

22. Cherries or Blueberries? hmmm... wild maine blueberries, then cherries, then non wild blueberries (tame b

23. Do you want your friends to e-mail back to you? Only if they feel like it.

24. Living arrangements? with mom and sis.

25. Favorite all-time movie? too hard of a question to narrow down to even 10.

26. Dream vacation? most of europe would be just fine.

27. When was the last time you cried? last weekend (sort of a record - i know!)

28. What is on the floor of your closet? purses and suitcases

29. Who is the friend you have had the longest that you are sending this to? um, the internet.

30. What did you do last night? watched TV, read, went to bed early.

31. What inspires you? folk music

32. Favorite smells? i just answered this question a week ago.

33. What are you afraid of? roaches

34. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? um, if i have cheese as an option, i'm always choosing cheese.

35. Hobbies? knitting, reading, guitaring, tv-ing, movie-ing, napping, laughing.

36. Favorite dog breed? dunno

37. Number of keys on your key ring? 2

38. How many years at current job? (weeping softly) although i'm still working at the hospital after 2 years.

39. Optimistic or pessimistic about the world situation? refraining for reasons of great pragmatism.

40. How many states have you lived in? 7. i've lived in 2 of them multiple times though.

41. Favorite holiday? advent

42. Ever driven a motorcycle or heavy equipment? does a camel count?

43. Who is your favorite NFL team? BRONCOS

44. Do you have a house phone that is not cordless? no

45. 10 inches of snow or 100 degree weather? 10 inches of snow if i don't have to drive. if i do, then 100 degree weather.

46. What is the last book you read? prince caspian

47. Did you like it? yes

*yes, she gets to read this.

 

an itch that just gotta be scratched

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i am having the traveling itch. it's actually a moving itch. not as in relocating an itch from one part of my body to another.

but i want to move. i want to make a drastic move.

i want to move to a different country.

i wonder if i can make it happen.

cross your fingers?

 

goodly sin and sunshine in

Posted by heatherfeather Friday, October 27, 2006 comments (1)

it's a funny sort of mood that i have found.

i'm in a nick drake sort of space. but not in the blue monkey sort of way. but in the quiet, thoughtful way.

i am not motivated to knit the gull stitch cardigan (i'm still on the back, because i got bored waiting for the armscyes to pass... have 3 more inches before neck shaping). i'm really not motivated to work on mr. pants' scarf either.

and because i'm a big fat liar, i bought a skein of cherry tree hill supersock in peacock. and am knitting 2 toe-up stockinette socks and not really hating it at all. see, the problem with me and socks is that i really really WANT to want to knit socks. i want to love the process. and the genesis of this desire is that i am in love with sock yarn. i want to make socks that are goregeous and handknit and lacey and cabley and ribbed. i love eye of partridge and dutch heel flaps. i love figure-8 cast ons and short row heels. but why don't i love sock knitting? i dunno.

mr. pants is going to be working millions of hours a week for the next few months (millions of hours is around 85-90), when coupled with the distance, means time in each others' presence will be few and far between, but that much more rare and lovely, like a wild bird.

 

just for semaphoria

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'sup, yo.

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happy birthday to the p-man.

peace out, dawg.

 

i'm willing to bet it's me, too!

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more on dreams

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the past month i have been dreaming about my dad a lot.

it's reassuring because in my dreams, i remember small details of him that i didn't know i could remember so clearly. in fact, i didn't know that i had forgotten them.

the shape of his feet, the silly dance he'd do when he was excited about something, the tone of his voice when he was not feeling well, the light in his eyes when he was showing off a new gizmo, the crestfallen dismay and secret upwelling of admiration on his face for my cojones when i ran off with his brand new wireless keyboard when he was in the middle of writing an email, how he didn't like personal issues disussed in public, the smile that he wore only before going deep sea fishing, the laugh he reserved for clients, the laugh he reserved for us, the smell of his sweat on a hot day (not as gross as it may sound here), the particular shape of his hat hair, how he'd make his accent stronger purposely when he was in a silly mood, how he couldn't remember the lyrics to 99% of the thousands of songs he would sing along to.

one of my biggest fears right after his death was that these tiny details would be lost in the murky, overcrowded recesses of my mind. but my dreams are letting me hold on to those for just a tiny bit longer.

and i'm taking every tiny bit i can.

 

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