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i was walking the dogs and looked up into a dark sky, the sliver of moon barely lighting the incredibly muggy night…

i saw the big dipper peeking from around scattered, low-lying clouds.

life is good.

but i might actually post this weekend…it has been an incredible week, in more ways than one.

keep an eye on the stagger, folks, because it is getting rather interesting in my life…this includes dating, work and new friends. all positive things for once, although i know you’ll miss my ranting.

a one-day job turned into a two-day job and now has turned in to a three-day job. something to keep me solvent until finding a permanent job.

thank goodness for small favors and krisa’s connections.

not only do i get to work with two of my oldest and closest friends, but i get to hang out with some neato (yes, i said neato, get over it) people as well.

job hunt goes well, somewhat. i have a lot of leads, just not enough time to follow up on all of them.

so, tonight my grandmother and i looked at each other and decided that takeout was in our best interest as we were both exhausted. a few butter shrimp and spring rolls later and i am headed to soak in a bubble bath. tomorrow i head to the cabin; sunday is a block party; and monday is watching fireworks with assorted people.

i am sleeping until august.

goodnight, farewell…(name that tune!)

jason arrives here from england. with marmite! i will post later on the results of the great marmite taste test of 2005!

going to show him colorado! anyone have any suggestions?

i will fess up now.

i am moving to boulder, colorado in two weeks. two weeks from today to be almost exact.

out of kansas? YAY!

back in colorado? YAY!

still a bit sad at times, but i can deal with it. life does have to move forward. always helps to have people to move forward with, which i do.

does this make sense?

it does to me.

*happy dance*

my fair readers!

off for the next few days.

wish us luck.

to stephanie: cannot wait to see you, it has been too long!

to jason: do not despair, i will be back in a few days!

to zan: best of luck, saturday!

to colin: stay froody!

to me: what the hell am i still doing up? i have to get up in four hours.

until our next encounter, i bid you adieu.

late late late last night. was an interesting time. got a lot sorted out which was necessary. slept in. have not gotten anything done around the house and at this point realize it is a lost cause. am going to waste the rest of the day away with homework and sewing and watching dr. who.

i sat on the front porch with my coffee on one side and kaya sniffing the wind on the other. a bit windy today, but otherwise perfect. i dawdled there and contemplated how pretty kansas can be sometimes. actually, it’s only a three-week period in spring when kansas has its high moments and those three weeks are occuring right now so if you want to visit you had better hurry!

being in kansas city was nice, but being able to sit out on the porch in my pyjamas while sipping coffee and doodling in my sketchbook, without the fear of peeping toms, drive-by shootings or crackhead neighbors was quite nice.

my dad had a cat scan earlier this week. still waiting on the results of that. i still do not understand why they are scanning him for cats. badgers, maybe. cooties, definitely. but cats? sheesh.

okay, bad attempt at humour. what are you going to do, chase me around the stagger until i buy you a drink? good luck, buster. there are no free rides at the stagger.

mart’s parents are moving to the bahamas a week from monday. mart has a girlfriend. welcome to my surreal life.

You have the American dream! The American dream is to be born in the gutter and have nothing. Then to raise up and have all the money in the world, and stick it in your ears and go PLBTLBTLBLTLBTLBLT!! That’s a pretty good dream. –Eddie Izzard

In every one of my Journalism classes I have asked professor after professor and speaker after speaker if blogging makes you a journalist or if they think there is some deeper meaning to blogging beyond sharing the days events with the world. Each response was generally meet with a ‘no’ unless you were to be hired to blog about those days events. I was then curious why I blog up until today.
Today, I shared with my classmates that I have been writing on a blog site for just a little while. I hadn’t published much beyond a Terri Schiavo piece and Pope piece I have decided to scrap (too close to home). I had thought up until today I was writing in the blog just to keep my writing fresh and like my Journalism books tell me; practice, practice, and practice. This changed when Amy, fellow classmate, searched for my blog on Goggle and went about reading it much to my suprise. I should explain that Amy and I haven’t always seen eye-to-eye. Not to say that we have had arguments more like we reached places in our discussions that neither continued. Lately however, this has changed and now I respect Amy and her voice in the classroom. This is largely different from my past experience, retail, whereas I found a diminishing few that I respected. Anyway, Amy proceeded to read my Schiavo piece on the computer in front of me and that is when it hit me. I didn’t need to ask for her validation of the piece rather I felt good that someone had read it, whether or not they agreed with it. Maybe if I didn’t respect Amy’s voice this might have been different, but for me as a writer I have changed. I am now confident in my voice and I will continue to blog to make my voice stronger. I will also write to put my view out there rather than wait to see if someone had taken the time to comment on it. With that said, thank you Amy for helping me build confidence in my voice.

Just another day on the death star…