5

The Five Tag

5 years ago: I was going to be a sophomore in high school. Spent a lot of time babysitting.

5 Months Ago: Started dating the future King of the Internet

5 Things on my to-do list

1. Finish The Price We Pay for Paradise
2. Read Fleeced
3. Pack for Oregon!
4. Paint my nails
5. Uh...

5 Snacks I enjoy:
1. Tortilla chips with fresh limes and guacamole and salsa
2. Salads
3. Peppers
4. Strawberries!
5. Cheetos, apparently

5 Things I would do if I were suddenly a billionaire:
1. Buy the house of my dreams
2. Pay off my parents' house
3. Buy my own recording studio to put in my basement
4. Finish paying for my education
5. Donate to... the Chaffetz campaign

5 of my BAD habits:
1. Biting my cuticles
2. Hating on liberals all the time
3. Forgetting to put on bandaids over my blisters when I walk to work
4. Spending time at work chillin on ThePeoplesCube
5. Taking stupid surveys like this instead of finishing things on my to-do list

5 Places I have lived:
1. East Village, MD
2. Whetstone, MD
3. Wien, Osterreich
4. Provo, UT
5. Washington, DC

5 Jobs I have had:
1. SPCC Specialist
2. Campaign Strategist
3. Senior Baker
4. EPA Grant Manager
5. Lab Instructor for HFL 340

5 things people don't know about me:
1. I can't stand pickled beets
2. I have a minor obsession with alternative medicine
3. I spend about 2 hours a week in bookstores, just perusing
4. I am allergic to adhesive, mildew, and hydrocodone
5. I just bought the cutest dress ever!

let's dance to joy division

Everything seems kind of surreal right now.



Magritte painted of the treachery of image. How do we even know that the entire world isn't some sort of treacherous image? What if it all turned out that everything you had trusted was there was really just all in your mind?





There are so many things to think about.


Go ask for Joy Division,
And celebrate the irony,
Everything is going wrong,
But we're so happy,
Let's dance to joy division,
And raise our glass to the ceiling,
'Cos this could all go so wrong,
But we're so happy,
So happy.

Have ye not known? Ye shall have a song.

Have ye not known?
Have ye not heard?
Hath it not been told to you from the beginning?
Have ye not understood from the foundation of the earth?
Ye shall have a song, as in the night when a holy solemnity is kept--
Ye shall have a song, and gladness of heart,
As when one goeth with a pipe,
To come into the mountain of the Lord.





Sometimes only songs are good enough.

missing choir :o(

I was trying to find this amazing rendition of Cantate Domino I sang once with my chamber choir. It was in 7/8 and half in English and just the most beautiful, bizarre, crazy hymn in the world. It starts out with just the men, and then there's just the women, and then they all join together in this really fast chanting, changing keys like there's no tomorrow, and there's this amazing swell in the middle that just has the sopranos and altos sliding all the way up the scale and then back down again, going from loud and high to soft and low and still all this chanting. The end starts quietly and then with every beat gets louder and louder until before you know it, the end is fortississimo and your ears are just drowning in sound.

But anyway, I found this rendition of a completely different Cantate Domino, and while it is SO not as exciting as my one, it's good.



Another high school favorite:

An All-State favorite:

And another:

And another, except I could only find it solo version instead of like 10 parts (this one is from Evening Primrose, my favorite musical that I've never seen, where this girl is stuck in a department store, doomed to be the slave to these living manikins and they won't let her out):

brother

Came home on Friday, played with Sam and Heather until 2 am, just like the olden days. Left early the next morning and spent the weekend in NYC. Saw a movie. Babysat. My cousins are cute.

Came home, was asked to feed my brother. There was so much blood running out of a burn adjacent to his stomach I couldn't do it. Couldn't even see the original wound. We bandaged it but there's nothing we can do about it.

I just wonder how that is happening. Is the acid burning through everything to the point where it's just that the membrane is so thin blood can just seep out through his skin? When will it be such that he can't hold a tube in at all and his guts just flow out? What could anyone even do about it?

The medical world has never seen this before.

I went to this link I found on wikipedia, and it was really depressing.

velveteen rabbit

I would give all my sins just to be with you
to look into your soul
and see what makes you go

:^/

I was in the kitchen today while my mom was doing the laundry.

She lifted up one of James' shirts. The part that covers his tube was covered in blood.

The past few days, we've kept the area bandaged but it doesn't seem to help. Actually, it only ever gets worse.

And I just have to wonder: how long can that last?

hair cut

Got my hair cut. It's not exactly what I was wanting, but whatever. She straightened it.

It was funny because the whole time she was like in awe of how healthy my hair is. Well, duh. Here is the trick: only shampoo your roots, and only do it once every 2-4 days. Condition the rest every day. Never brush it, never straighten it, and never dye it. Counter-intuitive, yes. But these are the tricks that will make your hair healthy and beautiful.

So then she shampooed the whole thing and brushed it and straightened it, and also blow dried it. All my no-nos. Oh well. The nice thing about straight hair is that you can run your fingers through it.

my fortune cookie

"Depart not from the path which fate has you assigned."

I've decided, I always get the most interesting fortune cookies. O.o;

song of today

PS, The guy's lying--it's not a John Meyer song, it's a Herbie Hancock song.

I like the real version with words and everything, but you've got to admit the jazz version is beyond amazing.