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.
5:42 PM: not dead yet!
last week was the last stretch of a lot of projects. the holiday sale went well, thank you! i appreciate it if you showed up to support local artisans. i was in charge of food & scheduling cashiers/gift wrappers, so i had just enough time to set up the food before i had to leave part to go to my hooping class (where i bought a small & lighter hoop to do arm tricks with). when i returned to fill the cashiering shift, i totaled up a couple of pretty big sales at the end of the day and held minda's baby for about 20 minutes, so it all worked out great. :)
then i had just enough time to run to the last fidelio performance, which really rocked. we celebrated a birthday for some of the kids in the cast and along with last-night energy there was enough cake and soda to make everyone cheerful and talkative. a woman also passed out yellow roses and tiny trophies that had "fidelio 2008" written on them. i spoke to a super who said she was a classical music fan and she said she wanted to be an opera super because she wanted to be IN the music, which i loved. alas, apparently we got a terrible review in the oregonian, who said, "crowds in the finale moved artificially, ...smiles plastered on their faces, looking desperately elated. Not for a second did I believe them." oh, well.
sven & i watched vera drake, which, unsurprisingly, made me cry (but what was up w/ the music?)
then... i got really, really, sick. i haven't been this sick since i was living with michaelmas, not long after i moved to portland. he kept me alive by feeding me orange juice ice cubes & boiled potatoes. this time sven made me rice and i ate apple chunks. i'm feeling better today, but still weak.