May. 23, 2005
NOTE: IF ANYONE IS STILL READING THIS ON DIARYLAND, NOTE ME AND I'LL KEEP UPDATING HERE. OTHERWISE, I'M STAYING ON LIVEJOURNAL. USERNAME: ANDHERTARTANS.--LIZ
There's nothing like running until you're sweaty (but not really noticing it because the wind cooled you), then coming inside and taking a shower first thing. The last thirty seconds or so should be ice-cold water that causes you to gasp and feel like you can't breathe until you get used to it. So you lean against the shower wall and hold on, ride it out, until it feels good down your back and you can turn your face up to it.
I have a lot of stuff to do; running for even 40 minutes was a good bridge. And, before eating and after running, I'm 127 lbs. Maybe the appetite loss is safe; just a scare for a bit.
--Liz
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new cell [22 May 2005|09:24pm]
[ mood | feelin' fine, got stuff to do. ]
[ music | ? ]
My new cell number: 226-5482. Repeat: 226-5482. Call my old number to talk to Becky, if you want.
Bought Ani tickets, four of them. EEK.
Work was straight-up weird. In a bad way. Just a bad morning, couldn't get out quickly enough. I still made some money, though. Somehow.
On Desperate Housewives, Mary Alice was naming off what everyone on the show was "desperate" for. The first thing that came to my mind was, "Desperate to knit all parts of my life together into one self." I could make it sound better, I guess, but ah, well. It's simple and commonplace to begin with. It's not a desperation, though, since I think it's happening slowly. Just something I'm unintentionally and thankfully moving towards. I don't know if I can help it, even if I wanted to didn't.
Well, I guess it's baby steps with Mom. She's not going to give me that much freedom this readily. I should have a conversation with her soon, when she's not irritated with me for being out this weekend (Heavens!) and not finishing my report until 9:00 (Heavens!)...well, you get the gist of it, same old same old.
It was a good weekend. I heard a song that made me smile at myself. Time to lay back or clean the room...maybe save that for tomorrow. Yeah.
'Night.
--Liz
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ND sale [21 May 2005|10:16pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | The Band ]
Whooooooooooooooo........
[pause]
...Long day. Long-ass day, but good all the way around. Very, very good; anybody who didn't go to the ND sale missed a hell of a lot. I have (among other things): a squishy chair, at least 1.5x my t-shirt collection, a lamp, a mini-backpack (Jansport), orange pants...oh, it's great. Wonderful. All for under $20!! Tony got a sex die, where you rolled for "Kiss," "Blow," "Massage," "Lick," etc. That's a chuckler. It was a great comraderie there, too. Everyone was so impressed. Good stuff there, great things.
I think you had to be there to appreciate it. Went with Katie, Nate, and Tony, and it was a good time. Then more teaching Nate how to swim, more trying until we got it almost right, then back home to load up the foam couch. The Troegers called it the "James Bond" couch--Mr. Troeger had one in college, too, and it was the "James Bond" couch because it unfolded into a bed. Get it? :)
Oh, it was a gorgeous day--just under 80 degrees, bright green foliage and everything. The drive up to Amy's lake house is incredible! I'm thinking the whole time, "Oh, I've gotta bike this! I've gotta bike this!" And I clocked it on my car--it weighed in at about 25 miles, round-trip. Definitely doable.
Watched Monty Python and the Holy Grail. It was what it was, I guess--good time was had. I got green beans.
I remember sometimes a conversation I had with Josh Jerrard about time. (He--his whole persona, really--inspired a statement on my I Believe paper, by the way.) I asked him "does it keep speeding up?" half under my breath, not really expecting him to answer. I'd asked it really seriously, ponderously, and we'd been talking lightly before, so it came as a surprise when he gave me an answer from his own experience.
I don't really remember what the answer was. It wasn't anything definitive.
It's only 10:30, it's already 10:30, however I think it. So just lay back, get my Virgin mobile, get some music, wear the orange pants and Hunter S. Thompson shirts (I can't wait for Monday so I can wear new clothes), watch cult classics, and I live where I do.
Come to think of it (as if I haven't been dwelling on it), there were a few questions I wanted to ask and a few things I wanted to say today that I didn't give myself/relinquished an opportunity to do so.
Es la viva.
--Liz
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**that's nicer [20 May 2005|10:05pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]
[ music | it's in there ]
( Lyrics )
Ah, and watch my descent into instrumentals: Pixies-Ani-Grad mix sampling-Wilco (A Ghost Is Born)-Dave Brubeck-Yo-yo's Bach Suites, now. My favorites are the preludes and sarabandes.
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. So that was fun. Mr. Gerrard gave me an ID free because I was in the top 20. Nice, eh? I didn't have to buy one all year, then; kept my record! :)
Ran 4 miles. Somewhere between 3.5-4, at least.
Lunch was notably un-fun, and I got a bit fed up with the petulant indifference.
Beautiful tone; it blows me away every time. So gentle. Achingly so. Hold on a minute.
...
Got an invite to Jazz Cafe, but decided to stay in and save my $15 and write my English report. Spent about 2 hours on it, and it's mostly done. Poets are the most inconsistent of creatures, I read once. Ironic, considering how one-way poems tend to be. Dylan Thomas was a classic poet, in personality and in life.
I had planned to do a lot--get a lot done--tonight, but it didn't happen. I like As I Lay Dying, though, and am reading Mailman. About a slightly mad man. It took me a bit to accept that, but it's weird characters all the way through. Not eccentric; mildly insane. A bit creepy.
Ani tickets are on sale now; I'm buying three tomorrow for Alice, Nate, and Lindsey (maybe her boyfriend will come?), at $35 apiece. Just so you know.
Well, speaking as a lawyer, Mom advised me against putting down a $400 security deposit (I have no credit card) to get a Verizon cell phone, since she doubts I'd get it back. So I'm going over my prepaid options. I wish we had family plans. Ah, well. I'm a blusher. "I don't know what the hell I'm doing, sir, do you really have to be so disdainful?" Lol.
Okay. Have a good one. Go sweep someone off their feet, even if it's just for a second. Indulge a bit in someone. It's a nice thought. It happens sometimes, too--that's nicer.
--Liz
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[19 May 2005|10:05pm]
[ mood | warm and snuggly, but silently ]
[ music | bright eyes/bruce springsteen ]
I think my favorite part of the day was writing warm thoughts and thinking them, and being warm in that chair, and I liked the fog and the soft summer rain on my windshield and hair. Yeah, fog is good when you get to see it spread over Goshen and over dips in fields.
I like mountains. And lakes pre-dawn. With an anorak. I like memories like those, too.
--Liz
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they say hindsight is 20/20 [18 May 2005|06:41pm]
[ mood | bit more relieved than earlier ]
[ music | kings of convenience ]
And sometimes, I look back and chuckle at myself: How could I ever have worried about something like this?
--Liz
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funnies [17 May 2005|06:52am]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Bob Dylan--"Tangled Up In Blue" ]
1.) Dad got a suitcase for graduation. And knowing my grandfather, Paul, it was so he could move out right after graduation. Hah.
2.) On the Jiffy Lube sign at the corner of Cassopolis and Bristol Streets: "God Planted Eternity In Our Hearts. Mulch $2.50 Bag."
3.) On a t-shirt: "How's The Weather?" in big block lettering, and the nipples are cut out. So I ask this guy, Desiree's friend, "How IS the weather?" He looks down and says, "A little nippy."
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scholarships [16 May 2005|10:00pm]
[ mood | giddy ]
[ music | camera obscura ]
$1700 in scholarship money!
Job at GC!
Alice and Lindsey and Amy and I got to all sit together--and all our families. It was touching. We've known each other so long. The reality of "these are the people I've known...and we're graduating!!" And Alice and I are going to the same school, and we'll all be here again over breaks, and Robert was one table away. Slightly symbolic, and Mom made a nice comment about me and about Alice and about Amy and about Robert and I like my friends more than ever, I do, when we're all refreshed after a weekend and not dragging. Happy New Year!!!
$1700 in free money!!!!! WOW!!! I like this scholarship thing!!! When I'm rich, I will make a Liz Rice Scholarship Fund for people whose high-school careers ended up being something like mine. Personality would have to be a big part of it.
"But, you see, God can't save you from the ravages from mankind; nor can he give you their blessings from them."
Insulation.
Wednesday will be fun, and Friday I need to call Dani, and I'm seeing Monty Python for the first time on Saturday night, and Saturday day is the Notre Dame Old-to-Gold sale. Woo!
Good good good forecast!
--Liz
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