100th post

Lots of my friends have 100th posts that are exciting, with surveys and memories and whatever. My 100th post happens to come at a time when I'm just not up for that.

Happy 100th post, guys.

Recently I've been feeling like I ought to take the LSAT, and maybe go to law school. It's messy. Here is who officially does or does not want me to go:

1. My friend Jess, who suggested it. She thinks I'd be good at it.
2. My N&G. They also think I'd be good at it, and according to Nana they've always wanted their granddaughter to be a lawyer (?).
3. My brother Sam. He is upset because if I go to law school, when he goes to law school later it will look like he is copying me. This is silly because I should be just about done with law school by the time he gets off his mission, which means he'll still have 4 years of college before he can go.

Anyway, so that's been really weird for me. I've never even considered it before. Kind of like how I never considered graduating early from high school, either. Maybe this is a pattern: I should just sit down and pick all the things in my life I never considered choosing for myself, and then just choose them now and get that all out of the way. This is how my EnviroSci major worked too, you know. Never even considered it, and then wazam, it was suddenly something I couldn't get out of my head.

I read my PB today. It was more intense than I remembered it being. Crazy.

Also, I'm sick and slept through class today. Incidentally. I looked up my symptoms in my roommate's holistic homeopathic healing book, and apparently they all come back to not accepting the future. Stupid law school. I have no idea what's going on.

?

Me: Do you know what I decided I wish?
Mom: Yes. No. What.
Me: That John Galt actually existed. I would go live in his Gulch.
Sam: John Gult? What are you talking about?
Dad: Galt. John Galt.
Sam: Who is John Galt?



...who is John Galt?

dream

Most intense dream, guys.

For some reason I'm going to this train station that tends to resurface in my dreams--I have no idea where it is, or if it actually exists. So I'm going to my magical train station, and I get off at this one stop that keeps wavering between realities. One second it's there, the other second it's not.

At this stop there's a boat that gives tours of the lagoon. I get on one and go for it. We stop at the island in the middle of the lagoon.

While I'm wandering around, I run into this guy. He asks me if we could trade talismans. Apparently in my dream, your talisman is like your spirit. Being dumb, I'm like, "okay," and we trade. It's like soul-bonding. So then we're bonded. This guy's like, "One sec, I'll bring us the mirror."

I don't remember the significance of the mirror. It was important for some sort of ceremony.

So I wander to the water's edge, to look down. The water is very clear--or so I think. Just as the guy who now owns my soul reappears with an octagon-shaped mirror, a sea witch comes up and out of the water, grabs me by the hair, and pulls me into the lagoon! The guy with the mirror comes up and he can't put the mirror down, so it gets really complicated as he tries to save me from this sea witch and he can't put the mirror down. The sea witch breaks the mirror, and then everything goes blank.

But then I wake up, in the middle of this swamp. I know it's not too far from the beautiful lagoon, but I can't find a way out. So I wander in the swamp forever. Something happens eventually--I remember it was exciting but not exactly what it was.

So then I'm at my apartment above one of the train stations on my brain's personal heavy rail. I and two friends are planning to go to Space Mountain--like in Disney World. Except, they just changed Space Mountain, so it costs $15,000 a ride and it's like a space torpedo you go up in and then parachute out from.

The torpedo is about to leave, so I run up to meet someone at the front entrance to the apartment complex/station, and we're waiting for the others. Finally everyone gets there, so we run madly to the torpedo and get in.

It's good until they shoot us out. I end up alone in the middle of this frozen tundra. But there is my dude, with the talisman! I still have his. So I'm running to him to give his talisman back and ask for mine, and this giant shiny dragon thing comes out of nowhere and picks me up. The dragon thing and I end up in the middle of an ocean. For some reason if any talismans hit this water, the person whose they are dies. So I'm trying to protect this guy's talisman from the water, and the dragon keeps dipping me in as he flies.

Fortunately, Talisman Guy shows up on a gryphon and starts beating this dragon, but then when the dragon gets hurt he drops me. So I fall into the water, and Talisman Guy is like, oh no, and jumps off the gryphon to save me. Alas, the water is poisoned and both our talismans get wet. So we die.

BUT THEN we wake up in the frozen tundra we both were just in, and realize that something is important, because we're both still alive, and we trade our talismans back, and all is not quite well, but at least we lived.

THE END

law school?

Was just talking to one of my BC friends. It was the first time we'd really talked. After a while talking about random whatever, she asked--totally out of the blue--if I'd ever considered law school.

To which I replied, of course, no way, José. Except her name was Jessica.

But then she went on and explained why I and law school are made for each other. And everything she said made a lot of sense. And it was just funny because she was making all her judgments of me based on like, talking with me for half an hour and observing me verbally spar with my fascist professor in class. I've only done that once (so far).

So I was pondering. I think I might have to look into it...

O.o;;

yes.

203 pages

Carl and I are having a contest to see who can read the most this summer. I'm not updating the corner count until I finish books, though. It gets too confusing otherwise.

Yesterday I read an article for work, on Moses and leadership. If I were super obnoxious, I could try suing for the lack of separation of church and state, but whatever. It was a great article. It really shed some light on some important questions I've heard asked over and over again about the book of Exodus.

No, really.

Like, why the Israelites had to be in the wilderness for 40 years. This guy approaches it all from a leadership view and talks about how it's a story that applies to everyone who wants to lead.

Okay, so anyway. I've also been reading a book called "Founding Mothers," about the women behind the men of our revolution. It's amazing. I feel such a kinship with some of them. It's really making me think about what role I want to have in the upcoming events of our turbulent world.

There are a number of quotations in the book about what made the war possible, and the article on Moses also clarified that point. Moses could have prevented the plagues. He could have stood up and stopped the Pharaoh's cruelty to the Israelites, but he didn't. He made the risky move of letting them suffer. But why?

The writer of the essay avers that it was all to make sure the Israelites knew the truth about their situation. It had to get dark before dawn, or else they wouldn't appreciate it. This sentiment is echoed many times in my revolution book.

And overall, I'm trying to figure out stuff. I sit here and look at our world, and it's all so connected to me. All of the issues share their roots, and at every turn it is obvious that we are entangled in an awful situation. And so I fight to change that.

But I've realized that the average American idiot just doesn't get it. And until they get it, we're screwed.

Working at the EPA has shown me how deeply rooted in fascism the agency is. Contrary to popular belief, it's hurting the environment more than helping. And the average American can do something about it. Did you know that the Atomic Energy Commission was dissolved as a direct result of civilian outrage? If we pulled another set of shenanigans like that, we wouldn't have to deal with fascist ecomaniacs sticking their faces into every project anyone wants to do. While it's true that the AEC was shortly replaced by the NRC, if people had stood up to that also, it wouldn't have happened. Probably.

But the problem is that people now forget their amazing ability to control this world. We're willing to let things like the EPA and the NRC exist, completely unconstitutionally, because, hey: if the government doesn't regulate nuclear energy, who will?

But let's look at something else: the fire code.

There is no national fire code.

The two main fire codes adhered to by every municipal fire department in the nation come from the International Code Council and the National Fire Prevention Association. They are commercially sold. There is no national regulation on this. Fire chiefs can basically do what they want.

And you know what? They all have fire codes. And I doubt you would buy a house if you knew it fell within the jurisdiction of a fire department with no functional code.

During the War for American Independence, our women changed the course of history with their by becoming selective buyers--through their boycotts of English products. And it worked. The idiotic need Americans perceive for government comes from a lack of understanding of their own power. The consumer controls the world.

But on the other hand, I believe there is a strong case that Americans will never again understand their situation, because Americans are no longer voracious readers, as they were in revolutionary times, nor are they particularly skilled in the art of thinking, as shown by the mindless worship of B. Hussein Obama.

Basically... we're doomed

random

1. What was the highlight of your week?
Being with my boyfriend.

2. Whose car were you in last?
my dad's

3. When is the next time you will kiss someone?
i don't know :^(

4. What color shirt are you wearing?
Black

5. How long is your hair?
Curly, a few inches below my shoulders. Straight, almost to my elbows

6. Are you good looking?
I think so

7. Last movie you watched?
The Interpreter

8. Who were you with when you watched it?
the future king of the internet

9. Last thing you ate?
Mambas

10. Last thing you drank?
Water

11. When was the last time you had your heart broken?
1.5 years ago, about

12. Who came over last?
L

13. Are you happy right now?
I could probably stand to be happier

14. What did you say last?
"Have fun"

15. Where is your phone?
In my purse

16. What color are your eyes?
Green

17. Are you left-handed?
No

18. Spell your name without vowels:
Ll Lsbth Wngr

19. Do you have any pets?
Two cats and a fish

20. Favorite Vacation?
Anything, with the right people

21. Who do you dislike currently?
I won't say :o)

22. What are you listening to?
Silence

23. If you could have one thing right now what would it be?
hm

24. What is your favorite color?
Green

25. Who makes you happiest?
my best friend

26. What were you doing at midnight last night?
teaching yoga

27. When is your birthday?
Aug 27

28. Who has the same phone as you?
I don't know

29. Last time you went swimming in a pool?
I don't remember

30. Do you read your horoscope?
no

31. Where was the last place you bought something?
A bookstore

32. How do you feel about your hair right now?
I wish it were dry

33. Do you bite your nails?
no

34. Do you have a best friend(s)?
yes.

35. Have you ever drank?
no

36. Myspace or facebook?
Facebook

37. How fast have you driven a car?
~90 mph?

38. Have you ever smoked?
no

39. What was or is your favorite subject in school?
Music/English/Government

40. Do you have Verizon?
No

41. What type of boy or girl do you usually fall for?
usually, apparently lame ones. This time, I've done better :o)

42. Do you have any hidden talents?
perhaps :^P

43. Favorite Song?
My favorite song ever, always, is and has been Eye Conqueror by 3eb. Best song.

44. Do you like to sing at all?
My first job was as a singer, at the LoC. I charged $500 for 1/2 hour. :^D

45. Dream Job?
Writer/musician/campaign strategist?

46. Where does most of your family live?
Extended family is located in UT

47. Are you an only child or do you have siblings?
one older, two younger

48. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?
no

49. What was the first thing you thought when you woke up?
CRAP (I was late for work)

50. What shoes are you wearing?
none

51. Know any other languages?
nur ein bißchen, solamente un poquito

52. Ever write a coded message?
Yes

53. Have you ever been IN a wedding?
No, hooray--although I was asked to once as I recall

54. Do you have any children?
nope

55. Did you take a nap today?
yeah, from 8 am to 9:45 am apparently

56. Who has the same birthday as you?
My friend Emily from Austria

57. Ever meet anyone famous?
My family is good friends with the Supreme Allied Commander of NATO. My first employer, who hired me to sing at the Library of Congress, was the old ex-vice president of Presidente Peron, of Evita fame

58. Do you want to be famous one day?

59. Any Pet Peeves?
people walking slowly, people being dumb, people not thinking before they say things, people who don't read, poor grammar in official stuff, and eco-fanatics

60. Are you multitasking right now?
i guess

61. Do you like Britany Spears?
I have some songs of hers that I like, I won't lie

62. What is your least favorite chore?
Vacuuming. I'd rather scrub things

63. Last place you drove your car?
to my uncle's house

64. Ever been out of the country?
several times

65. Where were you born?
Shady Grove MD

66. Could you handle being in the military?
probably

68. Who are you thinking about right now?
a professional quoter of Casablanca

69. When was the last time you laughed REALLY hard?
last night at canasta

70. How many pairs of shoes do you own?
a lot. I guess about 20 pairs here at the apt, and several more at home and in UT

71. Are your toes always painted?
of course. Unpainted toenails are tacky.

72. How many piercings do you have?
just your typical. I don't really wear earrings though.

73. What are you doing today?
writing in my journal and going to sleep

74. Have you ever been gambling?
uh, actually, yes. With my dad? O.o;

75. When was the last time you updated your blog?
I don't know

76. Do you like roller coasters?
yes

77. Have you ever been to disneyland or world?
Both, bazam.

78. Do you have a favorite cartoon character?
DR. BENTON QUEST

79. Last thing you cooked?
don't remember

80. How's the weather?
It's been so stormy no one's had power

81. Do you e-mail?
what? email? What's that?

82. What's the stupidest thing you ever did with your cell phone?
let my dad get me a Sprint phone

83. Last time you were sick?
I don't remember. I don't really get sick that much?

84. What states have you lived in?
MD and UT. And I've also lived in Austria.

85. Do you wish you could move?
partially

86. Finish the sentence. Today is...
tiring and kind of sad

87. What is your dream car?
a sparkly VW beetle

88. Have you ever wanted someone you can't have?
yeah

89. If you could be anywhere right now where would it be?
NYC

90. Are you happy with your life?
on the whole

crash and burn

[patience is the hallmark of the old and the infirm]

Dude. So. Last night some idiot on the floor below made himself dinner at 12:30 am. The fire alarm went off and we all emptied into the street. I and L crossed the street, being intelligent as we are. Our idiot apartment-complex-mates just stood there right outside the building. It turned out to not really be burning, the guy was just an incompetent cook, but man. How stupid can you get? First, the guy is dumb enough to cook a full meal at 12:30 am, and also burn it. And then, everyone else just stands there right next to the building...

I mean, the fire truck came right up and everything. What? They just stand there right where they would be spraying?

I've been in the direct line of fire truck water before. It hurts and it's nasty. Those people are so stupid.

L and I sometimes feel guilty for never hanging out with the other people who live here.

But honestly? Honestly. This is a big city. We can find smart friends.

whatever stuff

My internship is good. That's the short version. Every time I think about the fact that what we do is funded by money stolen from your pocket, I shudder, but when I'm not thinking about the illegal funding of this project, I really enjoy what I'm doing.

I design streets. I make sure there's enough room to bike on the shoulder and that it's all pretty and pedestrian-friendly.

It's awesome.

I walked home from work today. It was a 45-minute walk uphill, largely. It was really nice, though. You walk right past the White House, the National Bank, the National Theatre, the Washington Monument, several museums, people selling faux designer purses, hot dog stands, Starbucks, Borders... I have been YEARNING to enter a Borders lately but until I get my Metro reimbursement from the government--again, money illegally taken from your pocket--I really can't afford to buy any more books. Sad. The whole thing is so bizarre. I don't really feel that guilty about accepting money for the Metro from the government, because at least if it's funding my life it's not funding a myriad of other things. But man.

decision

I decided I was finally sick of the pink thing. I knew I would be eventually. Welcome to my new and improved black and white blog.

Today was good. I recently decided to take a job with the CRNC, as a field rep for the fall. It was supposed to pay $4000 for the 11 weeks of work, plus travel and housing and food. WELL. I went to the LI headquarters today for a private tour, and I told them all my plans, and they were upset. Instead, they offered me a job with them--for the same amount of time, and the same travel-housing-food thing, except I'd be making $15,000. Doing the same exact thing except minus the automatic allegiance to Cain--er, I mean, McCain.

Uh, count me in.

I really like money a lot. I like conservatism even more. And so therefore, it's almost perfect.

Almost.

I start at the EPA tomorrow. I went to the HQ today--my office is directly across the street from the American History Museum. I feel pretty lucky. Also, some LI people said that if I ever got fed up with the hippies at the EPA, I could just head on down there and they would take me out, or whatever. Hooray.

Other than that. Carl is coming out on Thursday. I'm so glad.

Also, I sent the LI people Part One of The Price We Pay For Paradise. One girl said she'd take a look at it. Life is looking good, guys.

pondering

For some reason I can't sleep in anymore. I stayed up until probably almost 1 am last night and woke up first at 5, and then at 6, and then at 7, and then I gave up at 8. This is ridiculous. My roommate next to me is still asleep and has been since I came in last night from talking on the phone.

I just keep on thinking. I think that's the real problem. I mean, it's not a problem, just...

rememberdreamhopeimagine s i n g playshoutdancelaughcry

h
o
l
d

o
n

t
o

w
i
s
h
e
s

jumpclapsmileforgetforgive





f l y






if joy is the purpose
live.



let go of who you are
become.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A spur of the moment poem for you.

Anyway.

I just feel very full of wishes--but also of memories. Some things I wish I could forget. But on the other hand, if forgetting means letting go of something that is part of you, maybe it's smarter to just remember.

Yesterday L and I went to the Smithsonian. It was fun. I got fries and vinegar and hope to repeat that performance today. We also had that lesson from that famous speech guy. It was fantastic.

I guess 15000 is a lot of words to write in two days--I'm a little burnt out. But the story's good, guys. I really like it.

lost in the city

Yesterday was good. In the evening, L needed to get some construction paper (?) and apparently there's a mall under Watergate, so we went there. It was awesome. We bought chocolates at this one place that was selling it for $54.50 a pound. It was INTENSELY good chocolate, and I don't even like chocolate that much. Mmh. Plus, L paid, which was nice. She is such a rock star.

Then we ran into a guy from the program, and so the three of us went to dinner at this little Mexican place in Georgetown. I got a crab quesadilla, which is totally not Mexican but totally Marylandish, and it was fantastic. Mmh.

Today we're having speaking lessons from some famous speech guy. How sweet is that?

Oh yeah, and last night L and I got lost for 3 hours exploring the city. It was fantastic. But I think my abductors are still sore. :^/