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Birthday: 6/26/1981
Gender: Female
Interests: writing, dancing, dreaming, playing drums, watching films, taking pictures...stuff like that.
Expertise: Feminism, film, advertising and public relations, and nonprofit organization.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit
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Member Since:
11/8/2002
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| Whoa. I had a dream that Mattie was the size of a mouse, and there were elephants living in our house. One stepped on her and I kept crying and then I pushed it over and peeled her little body off of its foot. Then I carried it around and cried some more. And then I think I was looking for a new dog. But I was really sad...I wonder what that was all about? | | |
| Started ballet today - my first ballet class in years. Twas easy mentally, but I have to re-train my body. I couldn't locate some of the muscles they were telling me to use, such as inner thigh vs. quad for leg lifts (I can't spell the French words). My quads are strong so by default that overpowered my turnout and I couldn't find my inner thigh strength. Sad...but fun. | | |
| Mmm...I'm a pretty private person, so I didn't tell many people this, but my great grandma passed away the second day of Teen Camp, which was a little hard for me while I was counseling. I took some stolen moments to cry in between sessions and tried my best to remain composed throughout the week. Although, sometimes I felt like I couldn't breathe. She lived in California and she was 103. Imagine, born in 1903! We're having a memorial service this Saturday from 3-4pm at CCP. I'm looking forward to hearing her formal bio and looking at old pictures. I am very fortunate to have seen my great grandma several times. When ever we went back, we tried to drink everything in so deeply so as to carefully embed each moment in our minds, knowing that that was possibly the last time we'd ever see her. I remember three trips, three occasions that I got to spend with her. Each time, I thought how lucky I was to be able to return. But I guess in the back of my mind I was hoping, maybe even expecting, one more time...She had a good sense of humor, was an amazing cook (the best Japanese home-cooking I'll ever have), loved her family dearly and was excited to see every single great grandchild (and she had quite a few of them). She had a huge appetite, eating mounds of food - we used to joke that packing it down was her secret to longevity! I never learned Japanese and that was all she could speak. Somehow, though, I felt like we were communicating enough. She was so calm and seemed so peaceful, so content with life. She would spend hours, all day in the kitchen, cooking when she was still able to. We used to pick stuff in her huge garden, play keep away from Sparkie, and look through old pictures of hers. Even though she's gone and her house will so be too, I'll always go back to that place in my heart. I miss her.  | | |
| Maybe I will actually update. Hmm. I bought a green scat that I was told would be fine in my freshwater tank. J comes home and remarks that that my new friend looks like a saltwater fish. Then I google (funny how this is now a verb) the fish to find out what he eats and low and behold, the adolescents can handle fresh water but eventually, as adults, they need salt water to survive. Awesome, my fish could die. I have no idea how old he is and if he's already an adult. So, I'm finally going to go brackish, because I have an attraction for brackish water fish...gobies, puffers. How exciting. Also, I have an affinity for spotted fish. While different species, you'll find that somehow every fish in my tank has spots. Hey, it can be a game the next time you're over, like Where's Waldo...except with spots.  | | |
| hmm. haven't updated in awhile. looks like i've got another round of travel at work. wichita, ks and little rock, ar next week, and then greenville, ms in june. don't really mind, it keeps things interesting. i'll be observing focus groups and then conducting some on my own. | | |
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