I woke up with the power out.

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Wed, 22 May 2013 00:07:38 -0400

Spent tonight helping Dustin DJ his summer radio show...

Tue, 21 May 2013 21:51:56 -0400

Spent tonight helping Dustin DJ his summer radio show ‘Byron Larson and friends’. It was painful and awkward and of course a lot of dead air, but we got to play a whole hour of what we wanted, within KTRM standards (which knocks out a lot of Broken Social Scene options.)

Bonding with my man and conquering a live speaking fear, although all I managed to say was ‘hey KTRM how’s it going tonight.’ But that’s enough for now.

For now.

"The second hand on my watch would twitch once, and a year would pass, and then it would twitch..."

Tue, 21 May 2013 09:34:33 -0400

“The second hand on my watch would twitch once, and a year would pass, and then it would twitch again.
There was nothing I could do about it. As an Earthling, I had to believe whatever clocks said.”

- Kurt Vonnegut (via zenlifter)

"Acknowledging the good that is already in your life is the foundation for all abundance."

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:28:59 -0400

“Acknowledging the good that is already in your life is the foundation for all abundance.”

- Eckhart Tolle (via lazyyogi)

While listening to Hanson’s ‘mmmbop’ on the original NOW cd, on our way home to...

Sat, 18 May 2013 12:28:48 -0400

While listening to Hanson’s ‘mmmbop’ on the original NOW cd, on our way home to Keokuk, Dustin says ‘well they’re definitely singing this song in a different key now.’

Sometimes I love dating a musician.

ashhbeee: Can’t stop listening

Thu, 16 May 2013 16:19:07 -0400

ashhbeee:

Can’t stop listening

monkfishjowls: “You must consider whether your nature is better suited for busy activity or for...

Thu, 16 May 2013 01:22:16 -0400

monkfishjowls:

“You must consider whether your nature is better suited for busy activity or for leisurely study and contemplation, and must turn as your character directs. Talent responds badly to coercion; where nature is reluctant, labor is vain.” —Seneca

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Thu, 16 May 2013 01:18:29 -0400

You're Fucked, But You're Free: A Message To The Class Of 2013

Thu, 16 May 2013 01:02:29 -0400

You're Fucked, But You're Free: A Message To The Class Of 2013:

Wish I would have read this a little sooner.

Last night we went to see The Great Gatsby. It was decent. Then...

Thu, 16 May 2013 00:56:46 -0400

Last night we went to see The Great Gatsby. It was decent. Then we came home and drank because every other Wednesday is my day off from work. I made Dustin get more vodka at 12:30 pm, needless to say I was insanely hung over today.

Dustin woke me up around noon. He had already taken the car to get an oil change, stopped by BK for 3 breakfast crossandwiches (one for him, me, and pup), and had offices hours at Truman.

I refused to get out of bed. So I laid there stark naked and read him all the poems I’ve ever written. Everything. I have two journals and numerous post-its ranging from when I was fourteen to last month. I used to keep them on my nightstand, because writing before I go to sleep is my favorite time to write (as I type this on my iphone next to a sleeping Dustin). I don’t do that anymore, snuggling Dustin replaced that. Then he read me his poetry. He keeps his scraps of paper in a Beatles lunch box.

He bartered me into getting out of bed in the best way, and we entangled each other and my endorphins released and it was 3 pm.

We walked Kilgore and I found this honest and endearing quote etched on a cement block, tucked away in the corner of a sunken in garden on campus. We had dinner at a restaurant 15 minutes north of town with a gift certificate Dustin’s Jazz professor gave him for graduation. He’s my personal favorite professor and reminds me a lot of Dustin, that’s probably why I like him so much. That and all the corny jokes that he attempts to make before performances.

We came home and I tried to find Romeo + Juliet on Netflix or Hulu, but no dice. I am taking all of my 3 allotted sick days starting tomorrow because Dustin’s aunt is getting married this Friday. I don’t necessarily need to take tomorrow off too, but fuck it, I can and I will because I deserve it.

monkfishjowls: What glorious madness it is to write. To dig up...

Wed, 15 May 2013 00:09:40 -0400

monkfishjowls:

What glorious madness it is to write. To dig up four-year old stories to submit to an excavator’s brush. “There’s something good in here, I know it. I just need to remove the bad I once did.”

Seriously this girl is an amazing artist!

Sun, 12 May 2013 19:57:16 -0400

Seriously this girl is an amazing artist!

Just a happy Newf.

Fri, 10 May 2013 21:54:39 -0400

Just a happy Newf.

In an attempt to keep my sanity, I made a pact with myself not...

Wed, 08 May 2013 22:52:57 -0400

In an attempt to keep my sanity, I made a pact with myself not to post anything negative for two months.

I’ve got to accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative, because for now I am stuck in between.

"Give up waiting as a state of mind. When you catch yourself slipping into waiting…snap out of it...."

Wed, 08 May 2013 18:33:24 -0400

“Give up waiting as a state of mind. When you catch yourself slipping into waiting…snap out of it. Come into the present moment. Just be and enjoy being.”

- Eckhart Tolle (via weedbrain)
So relevant right now.

My uncle used to make fun of my aunt’s parenting. That she’d never follow through with anything,...

Tue, 07 May 2013 22:37:32 -0400

My uncle used to make fun of my aunt’s parenting. That she’d never follow through with anything, empty threats. His favorite joke was ‘I am only going to tell you to get in the car 9 mores times, then you are in trouble!’

I think I’ve hit that point. I am not going to tell you anything anymore. It gets me no where. All these empty threats I make about not moving with you are starting to feel more real with each argument.

I’m tried of repeating myself. I don’t want to have to tell you something 9 times for you to remember. I used to think threatening to leave would make you appreciate me more. It doesn’t. I’ve gotten so desperate for change that I say the lowest things. Our arguments don’t have a resolution anymore, they just pitter out because we’re both too tired to finish fighting. They exhaust us.

I thought the last few months of living here would be filled with hopes and happiness and eagerness for a future together. And now I just want it to be July, because the wait has been slowly killing me from the inside out.

usagov: Image description: Do you know there are some places so...

Tue, 07 May 2013 20:11:20 -0400

usagov:

Image description: Do you know there are some places so cold on Earth where water is frozen solid? This includes frozen parts of the ocean, such as waters surrounding Antarctica and the Arctic composing part of the cryosphere. The cryosphere is the part of the Earth’s surface that is frozen for some part of the year. Learn more about the cryosphere.

Photo from the National Oceanic and Atmosphereic Administration’s Satellite and Information Service

May or may have not passed out before the sun went down and woke up at 10 pm, like ‘where...

Sat, 04 May 2013 23:50:08 -0400

May or may have not passed out before the sun went down and woke up at 10 pm, like ‘where the fuck Am I at?’ And it was just my couch.

"A healthy relationship is one where two independent people just make a deal that they will help make..."

Sat, 04 May 2013 23:45:20 -0400

“A healthy relationship is one where two independent people just make a deal that they will help make the other person the best version of themselves.”

- (via h-u-s-h)

A month or so ago I saw a flyer on the bulletin board of HyVee for a documentary on glaciers to be...

Sat, 04 May 2013 16:17:53 -0400

A month or so ago I saw a flyer on the bulletin board of HyVee for a documentary on glaciers to be shown at an old local theater on the town square. I swear it was this weekend and Dustin looked into it while I was at work. Turns out the funding for the independent film project, to show a half dozen films over the spring, fell through when they failed to recruit enough members. They needed 60 and had 43.

So now he’s found the film on Netflix and borrowed his officemate’s converter cord and trying to hook his MacBook up to our tv. Hasn’t got it to work yet, but it’s the thought that counts.

Update: the video works! Success!