i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
well, you can add that to my "top 10 list of things i didn't expect to do today": bury a squirrel we found on the street outside sven/alex's house. sven wrapped it in newspaper and we carried it in the dusk to the butte, burying it under a tree.
i was supposed to go to the 7-hour "ring-a-thon" tonight at bill's, since the extended cut of the two towers dvd came out on tuesday and michael was kind enough to volunteer bill's place for the occasion. but by the time i got home to pick him up i knew i wasn't going to be up for socialization. i just wanted to go back home and write, just wanted to be alone for a bit. i don't hate anyone; my brain was just full, thanks. part of it's because my weekend is now full, too: i spent some time tonight gathering the things rob lent me for burning man so i can return them tomorrow when i see him & mel. on sunday sven, his friend leopoldo & i are going to go snowshowing at mt. hood! i haven't been to mt. hood proper yet, but really the bonus here for me is the opportunity to play in more snow. i'm hoping leopoldo & sven don't just totally kick my ass while snowshoeing, though given my last trip to multnomah falls where i had to stop every 10 feet, it's entirely possible.
i'm way behind on email. guh. again, i don't hate anyone, my brain is just full. of something, i'm not sure what. cotton candy? flannel doused w/ kerosene? silt?
i'm still looking for stuff in the itunes music store that they don't have (most recently, the into the woods soundtrack). i had no idea i had such obscure tastes (but then, they actually have firesign theatre, for god's sake!). i think leeann will never send me a gift certificate again; i'm hoarding it like gold.
sven has a new blog (named "notepad") up now, which is a place for some informal thoughts about his youth liberation activism.