I shall be running my desktop with dual Dell 2007WFP monitors on a GeForce 7950 Monday night.
That is all.
Monthly Archive for March, 2007
Nikky says: Katy?
Katy-Did says: Yes dear?
Nikky says: I love you
Katy-Did says: I love you too
Nikky says: ooo, wild ass
Nikky says: ass fight!
Nikky says: Katy?
Katy-Did says: Yes dear?
Nikky says: I love you
Katy-Did says: I love you too
Nikky says: ooo, wild ass
Nikky says: ass fight!
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ‘Yes.’
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
I hope you all had a fabulous spring break and good luck with your upcoming spring term!
For those that care my break mostly consisted of sitting around the house with the occasional errand run (dropping a resume off in Tacoma, visiting a special boy in Seattle, meeting up for lunch with good friends). The next few days consisted of waiting for Nikky to arrive on Thursday to spend part of his spring break with me and I’m very thankful for that :) He got to come see a Nuthouse show, and we watched a baseball game, he got to see a portion of my sorority and we had fun with a headcrab!
I look forward to hearing fun stories!
I hope you all had a fabulous spring break and good luck with your upcoming spring term!
For those that care my break mostly consisted of sitting around the house with the occasional errand run (dropping a resume off in Tacoma, visiting a special boy in Seattle, meeting up for lunch with good friends). The next few days consisted of waiting for Nikky to arrive on Thursday to spend part of his spring break with me and I’m very thankful for that :) He got to come see a Nuthouse show, and we watched a baseball game, he got to see a portion of my sorority and we had fun with a headcrab!
I look forward to hearing fun stories!
I currently have a period of downtime, so I figure I should start writing about Spring Break, finals, and other such exciting events.
The only problem is that I don’t especially feel like writing at the moment, but it holds to reason that if I don’t do it now, I never will. So here I am, writing when I don’t want to. Blah. Deal with it, losers
So, as I was staying, we had finals last week and got grades a few days ago. I did reasonably well in my classes–much better than last quarter, at least. Let’s just say that my 3.0 for Fall Quarter has been improved by a significant amount.
My first half of break was spent at home re-connecting with my family, visiting grandparents, doing random chores and tasks I had put off, and generally not doing much of anything. However, that’s no longer the case, since I went back to McMahon last night. It was slightly weird seeing it so deserted, I didn’t see a soul and thought my entire floor was empty. But it seems two clustermates were staying the break there because they’re part of an athletic program and it was required. So early this morning I woke up, managed to get to the airport, after much deliberation in packing… I’m very proud to fit Thursday-Sunday in just a backpack and small carry-on bag. I used to be much worse. They also decided that my laptop might have been carrying explosives.
Speaking of such things, at GEG (or Spokane airport, which isn’t exactly an inviting designation. “Hey, I’m going to GEG!” doesn’t really have a ring to it, unlike, say, “LAX” or “SEA,” but I digress), which is a really small airport, by the way, they had a sign for what is and isn’t allowed on carry-on. It seems that it’s perfectly okay to travel with a wrench, but not a hammer. It seems like both have the potential to inflict massive amounts of blunt trauma. I guess it makes sense to someone in the TSA; I’d like to meet this person and ask what the hell they were thinking. Maybe they want to encourage plumbers to fly with their gear or something.
Now I’m in Pullman for the weekend and get to spend it slowly withering away from the lack of large bodies of water and arid air. But I do get to see a Nuthouse show with Katy in it. :)
I told you that I didn’t feel like writing, and you can probably tell while reading this. Classes start next Monday.
Katy-Did says: wanna go to a baseball game?
Nikky says: sure
Nikky says: lemme guess
Katy-Did says: the WSU/UW game starts at 5:30
Nikky says: your team is…. yeah
Nikky says: really good
Nikky says: ours probably sucks
Katy-Did says: is it?
Katy-Did says: I honestly don’t know
Katy-Did says: I haven’t done any research on it
Nikky says: and another opportunity to rub it in our faces
Nikky says: oh
Nikky says: nevermind
Nikky says: >.>
Katy-Did says: I was just trying to think of something to do on Friday night
Nikky says: sounds good :)
Nikky says: our team is usually pretty amazing
Katy-Did says: *facepalm*
Nikky says: :)
Katy-Did: um…Nikky?
Katy-Did: what’s with the ladybugs?
Nikky: I like that
Katy-Did: or perhaps I should say the ladybug and her gentleman friend
Nikky: I didn’t actually notice what they were doing
Katy-Did: this is why you like the layout isn’t it…
Nikky: I thought it was cute
Katy-Did: yes, beetles getting it on is “cute”
Katy-Did: it makes me laugh though
Nikky: I thought they were frolicking or something
Katy-Did: so don’t change it :)
Katy-Did: frolicking is one word for it
Katy-Did: um…Nikky?
Katy-Did: what’s with the ladybugs?
Nikky: I like that
Katy-Did: or perhaps I should say the ladybug and her gentleman friend
Nikky: I didn’t actually notice what they were doing
Katy-Did: this is why you like the layout isn’t it…
Nikky: I thought it was cute
Katy-Did: yes, beetles getting it on is “cute”
Katy-Did: it makes me laugh though
Nikky: I thought they were frolicking or something
Katy-Did: so don’t change it :)
Katy-Did: frolicking is one word for it
