So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him
Location Cherry Hills Vil, CO
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This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into:
Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is.
The Phases of the Moon Module
The Tree and the Telephone Pole
I Do Not Know Their Names
Today I am Young
A Night Poem
Siren of the Sea
If I Were a Dragon
To the Dreamers Leave the Sky
The Honor of the Oyster
Return From San Diego
A Late Summer's Night
Of Dragons and Men
The Edge of the World
The Snake's Terror
Metaphysics and the Middaymoon
Of Adventures in Foreign Lands
The Rogue Wave: The Unedited Version
Adventures in the PRC
Voyage of Discovery
Drinking the Blood of Goats
Ticket for a Phantom Bus
Os peixes nadam o mar
Three Villages Far Away
The River Weser
Children I Should Have Kidnapped, Part I
Let's Get You Out of Those Clothes
If Underwear Could Speak
Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER
Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee.
M: Science and Exploration
T: Cook a nice dinner
Th: Parties, movies, dinners
F: Picnics, the Louvre
S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR
Su: Philosophy, Religion
The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006
A Crocodile on the Sandbank
Tales of the Alhambra (in progress)
Dark Lord of Derkholm
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
The Lost Years of Merlin
Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress)
Atlas Shrugged (in progress)
A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!)
The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time
From Magma to Tephra (in progress)
Lady Chatterley's Lover
Harry Potter 7
The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency
Introduction to Planetary Volcanism
A Child Called "It"
Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women?
Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress)
What's So Great About Christianity?
Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits
The City of Ember
The People of Sparks
When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard
The Golden Compass
Clan of the Cave Bear
The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip)
The Incredible Shrinking Man
The Elves of Cintra
The Gypsy Morph
Animorphs #23: The Pretender
Animorphs #25: The Extreme
Animorphs #26: The Attack
A Journey to the Center of the Earth
A Great and Terrible Beauty
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
To Sir, With Love
Alice in Wonderland
Through the Looking Glass
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Hunger Games
Shadows and Strongholds
The Jungle Book
Beatrice and Virgil
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated
The Name of the Wind
Tao Te Ching
What Paul Meant
Lao Tzu and Taoism
Sand and Sandstones
Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew
The Science of God
Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill
City of Bones
Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne
Stranger in a Strange Land
The Old Man and the Sea
Flowers for Algernon
Au Bonheur des Ogres
The Road to Serfdom
De La Terre à la Lune (ip)
In the Light of What We Know
Devil in the White City
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
How to Be a Good Wife
A Mote in God's Eye
want to read: Last Hunger Games Book, Honeybee Democracy, The Bell Jar
Saturday. 9.12.09 11:06 pm
Some of the Antarctica people got together today to go to REI to buy some supplies. I didn't buy much, because Target is much cheaper than REI, but I took a look around at everything to make sure that it wasn't leagues better than what I was about to go buy at Target.
Then to get ourselves in the mood we went to the movies and saw Whiteout, the new movie about a mad killer at the South Pole. It was actually pretty awesome, especially because they had amazing shots of Antarctica and the whole thing took place just as winter was setting in, so the entire movie the sun was just below the horizon in the "day", like a ghostly twilight. They had cool shots of the aurora australis, too! Oh how I wish I could see that! The whole thing was set at South Pole Station and they included all these little details about life at the Pole that really happen, like the parties people have and the gear that they have to wear and the people who go streaking outside and the Happy Camper School where they try to scare the bejeezus out of all the n00bs while teaching them how to survive in emergency situations. Mark #3 and I both really want to try and go to South Pole Station for New Year's because apparently they have a big party and then they go out and move the South Pole, because every year it moves about 30 feet because of the shifting ice so they go and put it back at the geographical pole. The South Pole! Think of it!
So we spent the rest of the day trying to figure out which one of the people in our group would be the serial killer. We thought that probably the new kid would be the first to be killed, and then everyone would suspect J, but the real killer would probably be Mark #3 because he's the one that everyone would least suspect. No one ever suspected that it would be me, of course, but I think I was going to be the heroine of the story so naturally I can't turn out to be guilty. Luckily we'll all be in the Dry Valleys where there are no Whiteouts and there is no need to be carrying around ice picks.
Friday. 9.11.09 12:07 am
He's a Brown grad, the founder of the one conservative newspaper at an overwhelmingly liberal school. He's wearing a suit. In the years since graduation he's been writing news stories for a local right-leaning paper in New Hampshire. Over the summer he's been doing a little grant-writing for a conservative think-tank in Rhode Island. He wants me to meet so-and-so, important person this-and-that.
I think about this rich old lady I once waited upon at a fundraiser who said that all the Young Republicans were clones.
I ask him what kind of writing he'd really like to do if he could do anything. I ask him if he's ever considered writing a novel. He has. I'm interested. About what? He's hesitant, then he answers that it would be a sci-fi novel. He's heard about several ways that the planet could be completely destroyed. He's not sure about the scientific basis of it all, but he heard that an errant black hole could wander into the solar system and suck up the Earth. He'd like to write a novel about that scenario, and how everyone would react to the news that they only had a short time before they got sucked into the black hole. He brings up "The Plague" by Camus, which was one of my favorite required readings in high school. Instead of everyone being trapped inside a walled city, it would be like everyone was trapped inside the Earth. He'd write about the chaos that ensued and all the different reactions that people would have.
First Day of School!
Wednesday. 9.9.09 9:14 am
First Day of School!!
... I guess I'll fill in what happened after I get back. It probably won't be much different than usual seeing as I haven't any classes this semester.
Better Faster Stronger
Monday. 9.7.09 10:11 am
Angle and I went down to the track to go running at 8. Afterwards we threw the pigskin around and finally went to play on the jungle gym. I was telling her how sad I was that I could no longer do the gymnast mount on the bars and as I was telling her I did it easily. WHAT?!? I was somehow under the impression that my strength and agility had retired itself, had been going slowly downhill since I was in high school... turns out that I lost about 12 pounds since the beginning of June and it's a lot easier to pull yourself up onto things if you're 12 pounds lighter.
In light of this discovery, I've decided that at my age I have the ability to be the fastest, strongest, most agile and best looking version of myself that I will ever be. It would certainly be a shame if I squandered this time not being in shape. Then again, my professor has just assured me that no matter what I eat, I will lose 20 pounds in Antarctica from shivering alone. At this point I don't think I have 20 pounds to lose, so I might have to have a bowl of ice cream.
Ice cream, here I come!
Saturday. 9.5.09 2:35 pm
I spent the morning sleeping in my soft yellow bed while the summer sunlight streamed through the window and the breeze carried the sounds of Americans laughing.
I ate spaghetti and ice cream for brunch. With no responsibilities and no plans, I settled on the futon to read about the adventures of the rabbits of Watership Down for several hours while the whooping and hollering of the boys next door rose and fell like the lapping of lake water on a dock.
What a feeling, to be young and free.
What a feeling, to be unencumbered by responsibilities.
What a feeling, to do nothing because you have nothing to do.
In the depths of dark velvet space, the planet is hurtling 67,000 mph towards winter.
But here in vicinity of my house it is a warm and lazy summer day.
To be, in the grass, in the peacefullest time,
Without that monument of cat,
The cat forgotten in the moon;
And to feel that the light is a rabbit-light,
In which everything is meant for you
And nothing need be explained.
Thursday. 9.3.09 9:05 am
Tonight is the Fiesta Party, the party where we welcome the new geology grad students to Brown at the end of the school-sponsored orientation.
But this year, it's at MY house.
Yep. That means it's going to be awesome. I mean, both of my parents are awesome at throwing parties. I have throwing parties in my genes. I also have party-jeans. We have a black light. We have hours worth of wild latin music. We have enchiladas out the wazoo. Tiki-torches. Twinkle lights. Streamers. Tablecloths. An inflatable cactus. Life-size mariachi clings for the walls. We're expecting around 50-60 people in my tiny apartment. We invited the neighbors.
It's a good thing my insurance company "enhanced" my renters insurance...
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