this guy

WHAT I'VE BEEN UP TO:

sometime in may throught the end of september:

-sasquatch music festival+ hanging with real great friends in george, wa.

-romanced

-camping in electric city with cat, jeff, and zane, going on mind altering quests through the eastern washington desert.

- working

-went to mazatlan with my family, stayed in the old district, drank a lot of tequila and hung out at the market

-went to sandpoint, idaho with some good friends, one last hooray before mr. alex woods and mr. jordan rands run off to spain for two years. got to hang out with my long time best girl friends and a couple of classy gentlemen from utah.

-whenever i wasn't at work, i hung out way hard with my friends, drinking, biking (both at times), swimming, just being out in the sunshine and enjoying life to it's fullest.

-said goodbye to alex on a rainy morning at lake sammamish, cried like a baby. see you two years.

-me and jeff roadtripped down to portland to meet up with catalin and travis and spend a long afternoon at the oregon beach, and rather sweaty night downtown.

-end of august ruled.

-moved into a century old apartment on mlk way, apt #1141 1/2, with mr. robert m. wolfe, above mark and chris's place, everything about the situation is way great.

-jordan's goodbye consisted of jumping of the abandoned 520 bridge in montlake; freaking great guy. have fun in spain.

-went paragliding with davy and bryce, way peacful, but next time i'd probably rather jump out of an airplane.

-went to vancouver to visit cat, napped around, hung out with travis and reed, who came up to play a show, ate some grub, walked around stanley park in the rain, reluctantly drove back home just in time to get an ok nights rest before the first day of school for my second year at seattle central c.c..

-classes:

French... comme ci comme ca

Anthropology (Culture of).. rules

Printmaking.. although i have absolutely no idea what the heck i'm doing, i'm way excited to try anyway.






NOW: spending the night at claire and tylers; real great kids. real great life.

buds

i've fallen in love with the act of living all over again.

actual summer

it's on. not being in school and hanging out with friends every night has never felt better. although the sun isn't particularly trustworthy, my care free, do what i want attitude of summer is fully intact. on monday i got laying in the sun, hiking, swimming, and enjoying beer with friends down all in less than 24 hours. great shows all the time, non-stop hangouts and adventures, aww this really is the life. the only downside is that now that it's finally here and everything is in place i can't help but feel slightly rushed. i am trying to fit a lot of experiences into this summer, and every once and a while start feeling a bit burnt out. i just need to take a deep breath and remember how easy it is to just enjoy everything whole-heartedly without question or concern. its been a wonderful couple of weeks.

first day of summer

dear seattle,

you are so strange and weird. i don't understand why you do the things you do. or why the heavy sounds of rain on my rooftop and all the clouds and gray and dampness would be so ridicously comforting. even on my very first day of no school work. you may have won me over this time, but honestly if i dont get some sunshine and warm weather soon im going to tweak.

love,
maggie

day dreamin'

i have had the strongest urge to spend an entire hot, sunny day laying in a huge field of grass and flowers and just lounge and chat with a good friend. in my pack i've got a good book and for lunch pb and j's and some fruit juice. this big overgrown meadow preferably has a small, cool lake to take a dip in when the sun gets too hot on my back. anyway i figure it looks something like this picture.

saturday night: too much pho, rocking out to shed at the ymca, will smith's "getting jiggy with it", car rides to seattle-redmond-seattle-sammamish-seattle, children's garden of grass spend-the-nights.

sunday: waking up at 12:08 for work at mario's, when i was scheduled for 11:30, hating my existence for the next 5 hours, then some really rad recording sessions with my "family" group from class for our final project which is focusing on the socialization of sex and sexualty i.e. lots of sex noises recorded into some whacky spoken word/jamming plus a really awesome spaghetti dinner.

i want to cuddle. more so than usual lately. bad news.

i hate sundays, but this one was ok.

friday night

eight kids packed in a sedan with forties and cigarettes is not a bad way to start off the weekend. after spending the afternoon lolly gagging around kirkland with brita and gio exchanging all our embarrassing junior high drinking experiences it seemed really appropriate to be doing something sassy like that. i really wish i had been able to see japanther, but sneaking into the booty cave and getting a stamp on my wrist was an achievement in itself. its nice how the mix of happiness and alcohol can put you into this euphoric social state of mind. limitless opportunity and all that jazz. embarrassment goes out the window for the time being and no one is afraid to dance or tell silly stories and secrets. not getting carded at a convenience shop made me feel ridiculously empowered and watching friends pee on the side of buildings gave me the odd want to hug everyone which was extremely illogical in retrospect.

party at maggies #2 was endearing to say the least. six person dance parties can either suck or rule and this one happened to extremely satisfying, almost as much as dancing around my old bedroom to alanis morrisette friday morning screaming "i’m a bitch i’m a lover, i ’m a child i’m a mother i’m a sinner i’m a saint, i do not feel ashamed, i’m your hell i’m your dream, i’m nothing in between..." but not quite.

i woke up at 8:18 this morning and realized i had to be at my first day of my new job at cafe soleil in 12 minutes. thank god for kirtsen who drove me to work and got me there on time only then to apparently get kicked out of my apartment by my somewhat upset sister who due to the shenanigans of friday night not didnt get much sleep. but i have to say even with a bad hangover, my first day was awesome. it's strange how much more fun working can be when its not sucking the life and soul out of your moral. i had a conversation with a co-worker about how i'd been apprehensive about how i'd be at waiting tables that ended with the conclusion that the initial discomfort i feel with most decisions and commitments has held me back from acting upon a lot of things that would most likely be great experiences and that would probably make me really happy.

so while walking home from my new job i had a big grin on my face and a skip in my step. things have really been looking up lately and its good to know at times the pieces do fall into place. so heres to not being afraid of taking risks for what you want, im a firm believer that everything works itself out in the end, but i also think it's time to stop talking myself out of what i actually want to do for fear of discomfort or complications.

friday was a really good day for friends and conversation. its only saturday, im off for pho and friends.

love,
maggie

judy blume

im terrible with journals, im not sure if i'm expecting this to be much better. i've given up on productivity geared towards school work. two weeks left and i couldn't care less about homework, although my classes are extremely enjoyable, i just really want to not have to worry about silly educational tools while the weather is even somewhat nice. i lost my cell phone and wallet at sasquatch last weekend, which was well worth it. anyway, i always seem to enjoy being unreachable, its a wierd kind of liberation. but the novelty has been wearing thin as the boredom sets in. hence the blog.
Screw homework, im gonna build a fort in my living room with all my blankets and listen sleepy tunes until i fall asleep. i've been looking forward to sleep more than usual lately, i must be having some awesome dreams.