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Friday, June 22, 2012

crunch time, more like mush time. Crisp at best.

Usually before events I can easily be productive for like 12 hours a day. Stay at work till 10pm no prob. I'm like a damn machine. Of event planning. Not like Martha. Martha is like a mythical being of event planning. Like maybe she sees all things at once- what the event was, what it should be, what it shouldn't be, what it could've been, what it can't know, everything. Plus gardening.
Not so much this week though with the machine-ness. Hopefully I can get my ass in gear since this thing is happening whether I'm ready or not, in approximately 1 week and 3 days. Or can I cancel it? Probably not.

Can I cancel packing but still get to move? Probably not.

Can I leave work to go eat unhealthy bar food at a shitty dive with my friends? Definitely.

When work feels overwhelming, remember that you're going to die.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012


I have a lot of shit to do(see last post). But in between complaining about how busy and stressed out I am, I'm planning my next road trip with Pat instead of getting shit done-real things with deadlines etc. I just get so distracted planning things for fun instead of planning things I have to plan-which is still kinda fun but of course less, because you have to (and because the event is in less than two weeks).

One of Pat's good friends from college is getting married in Montana at the end of July. So naturally we are turning it into Ghost Town road trip part two- on crack(or bath salts, your choice). Because we're also going to try to go to Yellowstone. And visit Michelle who lives in seriously the bottom of Idaho. Oh and PS attend a wedding.

But there are some out of control awesome ghost towns in Idaho and Montana. With plenty of standing buildings, and hopefully less abandoned motor homes and piles of trash (I'm looking at you Oregon). I'm really into the old jails, and I think a couple on our agenda are still standing. One of them (fingers crossed!) still has standing gallows. And so many cemeteries.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

The next two weeks

I've been at my job a year now, and also at my house for a year with Jason, James, and Melissa. Our lease will be up at the end of this month. Which means that I'll be moving the first week of July, which also happens to be the same time I have a concert/5,000 person event to run. Packing and pulling this together at the same time, for the second year in a row. And I'm whiney and quite grumpy about it.

It's fun re-learning every year (or less) that you're kindof a hoarder and that also, packing takes a lot of time. And that you have SO MUCH stuff, and that the only things you want to find are lost forever because you've moved 11 times in the last 7 years.

Fall 2005- I move out of my parents house into world, also known as Sweetser Hall at UO
Spring 2006- Hey Mom and Dad!
Fall 2006- I'm an RA. Totally have my own room. In McCallister Hall at UO. This is awesome.
Summer 2007- Move into an apartment next to Campus with Patrick. I get a bunny.
Summer 2008- I move into what is referred to as "The little yellow house" which is sorely missed and was a wonderful little house. Alder and 25th in Eugene. I get Joey the dog.
Summer 2009- I move into the Polk house in Eugene, which is clearly haunted. The bunny dies. Joey has nothing to do with his demise. It is more likely the spirits of children trapped in this creepy house.
Winter 2009- I move to Portland, and hang out on Melissa's couch for a few weeks.
later Winter 2009- I move into my studio on NE 24th and Sandy in Portland. It is adorable. I love it. It is so expensive that I eat canned vegetables for dinner for about a year.
Winter 2010- I become a statistic and move back in with my parents in Salem.
Spring 2011- I move back to Portland and live in a house off of Terwilliger. The house has cardboard walls and glittery ceilings.
Spring 2012 (now)- I move into a basement apartment with Pat at SE 36th and Division. I gain a small step-dog.

Friday, June 15, 2012


I work at a garden. A beautiful botanical garden. There are literally 80 acres of flowers and lawns and pretty trees here.
But I can't see any of it.

I was driving into work, listening to Think Out Loud*, sunglasses on, Starbucks vanilla light double shot making me all alertawakealiveenthusiastic. Took the longer way to work for more farmland/less Mt.Angel. All smiley and good mood and 'I'm gonna kick this day's ass!'.

And then it hit me. As soon as I get to work I'm going to have to go sit at my desk. With no windows. Buzz kill to the max. So now I'm sitting at my desk, kicking myself for not bringing my laptop so that I could work on the landing which sits above my desk and houses the only windows in our business office. Which is at a Garden. But we only have one set of windows. At a garden.

I'm just really mourning my sunshiney drive to work happiness and thought the internet might like to know.

*Think Out Loud with Dave Miller is my favorite program on OPB. It's the second reason (after laziness and general affection for sleep and for being in bed) that I leave for work at 9am. The program is one hour, my drive is one our. It's like Dave and I were meant for each other.

I kinda have a radio crush on Dave Miller. (sorry honey.) I've never googled him because I don't know if I really want to know what he looks like. But that being said, I'm going to some OPB function in a couple weeks primarily because he's making an appearance. And I just can't not go.