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I started the day off right: woke up at 7:45, threw on shoes and took my car to the dealership for new breaks/alignment/windshield repair. Lovely. Came home, devoured the final dregs of last night’s epic Potato Leek Soup (it’s unabashedly fabulous; see Recipes page!) – with roasted beet, feta and butter lettuce salad — now that’s what I call a balanced breakfast!

Went back to sleep for a while; woke up closer to noon and worked on the research I’ve been putting off all week, starting with St. Mary’s Cathedral in San Francisco and working through other thin-shell concrete churches from the mid-century period. Ahhh yes; a surprising number in the Scottsdale area, actually.

It was a lovely day and I happily shuffled around the house; heard back from ETS regarding testing accommodations for the GRE and, while I was approved, my request could not be processed because I refused to fax my full credit card number (after being assured that this was perfectly acceptable and I would be further contacted when the time came. Bullshit.) Re-faxed it, but it will still take a week to process. FANTASTIC. Grrrr. ETS is one of the most dreadful organizations I have ever had the misfortune of attempting to navigate/collaborate/deal with.

Writing my monthly column shortly; gotta love that 11:59 pm deadline. Oops. Must rewrite resume / cover letter tonight – but I don’t really know when…

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I’m just exhausted. Pictured is more of our amazing ‘harvest’ from the Issaquah farmer’s market. So much drama and silliness today, both at work and at home — it’s cute though, in a way, but I’m really too tired to deal with it right now. I will say that I have the most wonderful, amazing, fabulous friends in the world and wouldn’t trade them for anything.

… except maybe a pony…

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Dusk and Summer

Slept in this morning before escaping to the Issaquah Farmer’s Market / Costco. Costco on a Saturday, if you have not yet experienced it, is sheer madness. It’s window shopping sans windows – essentially a bunch of aimless shoppers with nothing better to do, nowhere to go and a penchant for getting in your way. Ugh. But the farmer’s market… ohh, the farmer’s market… it’s a wonderful place. Individually letterpressed cards, fresh produce, amazing soups (we found a Hungarian Mushroom Soup that rivals Old Wives’ Tales’ in Portland) and baked goods, kitschy nicknacks, soap, honey, clothing, eggs, meat, cheese – you name it, you might just find it. Alas, based on its amazingness, I simply couldn’t restrain myself to one photo today – so do enjoy: locally grown Gala apples and beet greens. Mmmmm!

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Today was, for lack of a better word, quiet. Woke up kinda late, went and had a much needed (albeit too short) haircut. Spent the afternoon reading a cheesy mystery-romance novel on my favorite bench, trying to figure out my life. It’s that weird time of year when the sky is sometimes overcast, sometimes not, the temperature is in the mid-60s/lower-70s but there’s something in the air that just says Autumn is here and it’s both reassuring and tragic. I love autumn, but I have problems saying goodbye to summer, too.

To be perfectly honest, I think I’m having abandonment issues at the moment. I feel like I’ve had to stand by while I wait for everyone to leave… Two of my closest friends are leaving for the year – one heading off to college for the first time, the other to Spain for a year – and it’s not that I’m not excited for them, I’m just having a pity party ;) (SPAIN?!) All of this has just compounded the absence of my Knight and the fact that school is starting in too-few days (really, it’s like 33 days but shhhh!) Anyway, pity party ends now – I’ll get over it, I’m just feeling a little lonely at the moment…

Oh, how could I forget? I called the Wexley School for Girls this morning about part-time enrollment – I was encouraged to submit my CV/resume/cover letter and I am so unbelievably excited. I’ve been stalking around their blog/site/facebook all day and the more I see, the more convinced I am that I really need to ah, enroll.

Spent tonight gorging on pepperoni pizza (complete with ranch sauce) and the last disc of Dexter Season 1, topped off with Love and Other Disasters which is one of the most adorable movies I have ever had the pleasure of viewing. I love it.

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Well. Last night was hard, but sweet; filled with promises. I remember waking up for work and thinking Oh, he’s gone… I’m not upset, just anxious. It feels like everyone is leaving and I’m the only left behind to watch, wave and wait. It’s awful. That’s the really big thing I dislike about going to school so close to home – everyone abandons me for fabulous adventures while I’m stuck here, counting down the days.

Today was otherwise filled with work, awkward questions, sleep and romance. I finished The Time Traveler’s Wife this afternoon before surrendering to a much-needed nap before heading out to see Art & Copy at the Northwest Film Forum — ran across this spiffy mural project en route.

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swing swing swing

Amazing how that weightless feeling makes everything better.

Countdown is ticking away. I hate this.

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Sleepless in Seattle

Got up. Went to work. Autopilot kind of day. Came home and puttered around the house for a bit, reveling in self-pity. Slept through the afternoon before indulging in my newly discovered favorite activity: sitting on a bench in Slater park with a warm cup of coffee and a good book.

Home again. Waiting.

Went to Alki sometime after 11 with my Knight; the beach was cold but there was no wind.

Sometimes I feel like God and I are playing chicken, waiting to see who is going to look away first…

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I want to stay eighteen forever

Oh jeeze. Didn’t get to sleep until close to 6 this morning… slept in until (wait for it… wait for it…) 12:30. I know, I don’t do that – but I haven’t really slept in about two weeks – I deserve it. Let’s just face it, my sleep cycle will never be the same again. Oops.

Woke up, scurried up to the bookstore and bought the latest edition of the Time Traveller’s Wife and started reading it on a bench at Slater, overlooking the water. It’s amazing. I’m only through page 76 as I write this, and I’ve already been brought to tears and audible laughter. Go read it, right now. I’ve heard mixed reviews about the movie (which is why I’m reading the book first) but we’ll see — 460 pages to go vs. my adoration of Rachel McAdams.. hmmm…

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Okay, not really. Another amazingly long day – I’m fantastically impressed with myself that I was able to stay awake through all of it! Another post-midnight picture, but come on – it’s DICK’S.

Didn’t get to bed until after 4 AM (Amazing Grace was excellent) and had to be up at 9 to get ready to go to a traditional latin Mass in Ballard… I was supposed to work from 8-2:30 but in the interest of ‘advancing my religious education’ I was able to switch with someone closing. Anyway, home by 2 – work from 3:15 – 9:15 — it went amazingly fast because I have THE best coworkers ever. Ever. Usually it takes until 9:45 or 10 but we were done in a flash.

Picked up from work, went to see the movie Adam at the Egyptian (one of my favorite Landmark Theaters) and it was amazing. I’ll be perfectly honest, I was totally skeptical — it looked like a depressing mess — but it was cute and sad and funny and sweet. Highly recommended.

Hung out for an hour after the movie ended at 12:30, being sketchy on the corner of Broadway and Pine. Yuck. Creepy hustling junkies -way uncool, but the White Knight was as yet unfazed. Went to Dick’s, loaded up on salty, greasy, awful, amazing fries and their omgtakemenow chocolate shakes. Mmmmm. Home before 2, and this is where I fall asleep…

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Quick, the draw bridge!

Long day. Up too late again; went to work from 8-2:30 – came home, cleaned up, got ready and went to my first Dominican Mass up in the District. Came home, about to watch Amazing Grace : the story of 18th C English abolitionist William Wilberforce and his fight to end the slave trade. We’ll see…

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… you’re in the middle of the ride. Everything, everything will be just fine.”

The bouquet of two dozen gorgeous roses that were delivered yesterday… this one sure knows how to make me smile.

So, despite having had all of my final exams/assignments completed by Wednesday, two of my professors insisted on having class today. One, to watch “The Gospel at Colonus” with Morgan Freeman for two hours; the other for a 45 minute lecture on Piet Mondrian and Neoplasticity. Between the two, quality nap time.

Officially on summer break with 39 days before classes begin. Perfection.

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Today is one of the worst days I can remember. Woke up at 10am to two dozen gorgeous roses delivered to my door – with an unwarranted apology that just broke my heart. I hate this. Sometimes it feels like I am trapped on this out of control roller coaster and when it hits the ground, I just want to get off… the problem is, when you’re soaring through the air, there’s nothing like it – nothing better – and it’s hard to let go.

I hate crying. I hate the way my mascara runs and gets in my eyes and sticks to my contacts. That’s all I did today; be weepy and upset and angry and totally pathetic because I let other people’s neuroses infect my life. It’s not to say the host-person isn’t a fun one, but the neuroses have got to go – I can’t take this stress in my life. I hate not knowing what’s going on, where I stand, what I’m supposed to do. It’s awful. I wouldn’t trade it in for anything.

**UPDATE:** Uh yeah, relevance of the photo: broke down and went out to Red Robin for a bucket of french fries and a chocolate shake. I deserved it.

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Sunny with a high of 75

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It was a beautiful 88 today; and I enjoyed it for all of five minutes as I ran between final exams. Up til three working on a take home final, after not sleeping the night before, turned it in at 11 and had to stick around for a half hour long required lecture (even though we’ve taken our exam and turned in our paper), then ran off to my second final (Africa) which was mostly fine, except I had to run to the disability office halfway through, and had to write the essay in 15 minutes (I should have had 45 minutes) but I had to leave at 2:10 to literally run back across campus to the room next door to Africa and was still five minutes late. I was exhausted, stressed, nauseous and I pretty much collapsed in the chair and starting sobbing. It was undignified and awful. BUT I’M DONE. I’M BLOODY DONE.

Except, oh wait, I still get to go to two classes on Friday, you know, just for the hell of it. This is ridiculous.

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wha?

Apparently I am the least responsible person, ever. Second Monday night in a row without sleep; got home at 9:30 this morning. I won’t bore you with the details of my evening but I don’t even know what to do with myself right now. I am exhausted, totally brain dead, and confused as hell. I have to write my take home exam (4-5 pages on ‘What is Zen Art?’ – what kind of broad bullshit is that?), and study for my African Art final and my Target Practice final. I’m so tired I can barely keep my eyes uncrossed, I can’t even deal with everything else right now. Will process the past 24 hours… later.

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