January 2010
49 posts
setlist
sodom, south georgia
woman king
upward over the mountain
he lays in the reins
naked as we came
peace beneath the city
mary anne (new)
the trapeze swinger
love vigilantes
flightless bird, american mouth
boy with a coin (encore)
*beard-related banter abounded throughout.
… it was a pretty lovely, albeit equally unusual, trip to ann arbor.
dear life,
what are you up to? just curious. get back to me when you can.
the problem with being sick:
adaptivity:
i decide to sleep for once, and then am insatiable for a few days because all i want to do is sleep.
i always wish someone would just curl up in bed with me until i was better.
i convince myself to eat, and then cannot taste any of it and am seriously disappointed.
it always happens when i’ve got other plans for my life or too much to get done.
sometimes, i think we were each...
i just watched someone purchase five items from the vending machine and now feel very concerned about the matter. i hope he was either feeling very inspired to share shiny, wrapped creations with some friends, or simply loves vending machine foodstuffs more than anything else.
Anonymous asked: when are you the happiest?
slossome asked: Bridget, seeing as I have just read the majority of my Emotional Design book in one sitting, I'd like to know what you've been reading. More specifically one aspect or point that you've learned through your readings that has had the most significant impact on you recently (being say last 6 months - if you haven't read much since then I'm flexible). Enjoy this essay.
dear cold,
i very much dislike you. please go away.
sincerely,
bridget
allisondunphy asked: how did those yellow shoes work out?
questions →
asked by you, answered by me.
we shall see how this goes.
one request: please do not ask me my major.
count the edges of paper among those sharp objects i’m doing terribly at avoiding.
“like a feather on the back of my hand.
dust in sunlight and memory in corners”
– t.s. eliot
this new theme is sort of weird, but sort of awesome. i’m fairly certain it is most intended for individuals who like to share primarily photographs. which makes sense, as the closest comparison i can offer to real-life on the sense it offers is that of an old slide projector. granted, i don’t share many photos, but that’s not going to stop me from using it for my own purposes....
overnight racial awareness retreats on your birthday while all of your friends are having a party for two of your other friends whose birthdays fall right before and after your own can be awesome, right?
…
don’t answer that.
and just as i was reflecting on the oddity that the last wednesday of january last year brought enough snow to postpone bare your soul a week …
in fact, 55 degrees on saturday says nothing about what monday will bring. and that is, snow and cold aplenty.
something i could be better at:
avoiding sharp objects
something i’m pretty alright at:
repairing flats
*happened upon the second point in reconfirming the first one for the millionth time
(my grammar in this post could also use some improvement, but i’ll save that for another day)
episodes, and an aside.
adaptivity:
people [on campus] approach me with the weirdest inquiries sometimes. maybe i provoke it. though i am generally distant and unaware anymore.
a) “people can just eat soybeans? like, unprocessed?”
“yes.”
b) [really loud throat clearing noise and a tap on the shoulder] “what’s that bag?”
“uh, a coffee bean sack. well it used to..”
“oh, sweet! thanks!”
c) “are those typewriter...
my apologies for being so hostile in that last post. i think i was just struggling with responding to her bombardment of questions regarding my opinions on these aforementioned swimsuits. all is well, though, and she purchased three.
in other work-related news, finding uncommon colors of construction paper hidden within a package is always quite wonderful. recently, i had the good fortune of...
dear girl i sit next to at work,
i cannot possibly begin to explain to you how overwhelmingly little i care about what bathing suit you buy off the victoria’s secret website with your victoria’s secret credit card. or about which model you would be if you could be absolutely anyone in the entire world. and if you sigh and say, “so much to think about” regarding how much...
Save us...
adifferentjames:
The typical Design Communications class, aka descom, usually just means we draw a lot and render those drawings. The class is designed to improve the techniques with which we communicate our designs, aka sketching.
Two weeks in and we haven’t had a drawing assignment. We had two weeks to work on our portfolio, got almost no help from out professor and had to contact an...
oh, noooo. today was a bad day to forget my headphones at my apartment. but, i suppose every day is a pretty bad day for that. alright, thoughts - guess it’s just you and me for the day.
i am very frustrated at the fact that my curiosity about the entire existence of this “support haiti” ribbon on tumblr led me to very unintentionally add said ribbon to my avatar. of course i care about haiti, and am worrying about the people there very much, and wishing there was something i could do to actually help, but to have a ribbon attached to my face somehow proclaiming my...
india →
a more photo-friendly approach to describing my experiences, finished at last.
“funny, how we think of it as a giant rose, not a tiny room.”
– dean young
“This disconnect between our perception of how things work and how things...”
– michael kalton
the faster we live, the shorter we seem to be on time
I hate feeling like I have to block the earthquake...
cameronchristopher:
I can donate via my phone bill (which my parents pay) or I would gladly use some of the little money I have for supplies, but since I don’t really have any monetary donations I wish I could just GO there and help.
But I can’t. And I don’t watch TV. So for big chunks of my day, I forget what is happening. I forget about the Children’s Hospital that collapsed. How am I...
now would be an excellent time to have an academic advisor. but you probably could have guessed that. perhaps i can convince one to adopt me tomorrow.
also, /this/ should be read as this. which is to say, you can’t italicize words from someone you’re quoting to share the emphasis he or she offered in delivery of the statement, and i refuse to use caps.
“it always pays to have a church, even if you don’t believe in god …...”
– dr. kalubi, my swahili professor, on fundraising (and every other thing his heart feels it would like to talk about … i should record him daily)
in other news, i have learned no swahili words, in six days of class …
either i’m halfway through my life, my understanding of what a midlife crisis might feel like is off, or i’m not down with waiting all the way until half of my life has passed by to have said crisis. though i think it could get a cooler name than “crisis,” as that has far more negative connotations than would be accurate.
__
in other news, cincinnati is getting less...
“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.”
– Henry David Thoreau
please refer to the sound of snow falling, particularly very late at night or early in the morning, without man-made interruptions, until further notice. it is perfect, and worlds more wonderful than anything i could hope to compose for now.
“who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words”
– Elbert Hubbard
never has something been so perfectly stated. that could be a slight overstatement, but even so.
snow is a lot like cold’s benevolent pardon
“I wanted to live deep and suck out the marrow of life.”
– Thoreau
cameron?
remnants of the past and whatever you would call the equivalent of the future, currently quite prevalent.
“I see something bigger; I see something representative of humanity imploding in...”
– anonymous, some local lit magazine i picked up (via lesoldat)
the bright side to going grocery shopping in the freezing cold is that you don’t have to worry a bit about anything going bad on the long walk home. and you have plenty of time to think of some such thing on this walk to make yourself feel better about the fact that you can’t really feel at all anymore.
“Today’s date, 01-02-2010, is a palindrome; it reads the same backwards and...”
– (via megannjanel) (via kristinalexis) (via yourbeloved) (via packagefullofwishes) (via cameronchristopher)
oh my goodness. this makes me extremely happy that it is today.