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Great Big Sea
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"Here are beauties which pierce like swords or burn like cold iron."
-- C. S. Lewis on The Lord of the Rings

"I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you."
-- Fred Rogers 'Won't You Be My Neighbor?'

"Now, my good man, this is no time for making enemies."
-- Voltaire on his deathbed, when asked by a priest to renounce Satan

"This is what civilization should look like."
-- Ralph Nader on Powell's Book Store

"That many people taking an interest is scary. The Internet is a scary thing. I'm a complete technophobe, which is why I don't have e-mail."
-- Orlando Bloom on his 'Net popularity

"Close only counts with horseshoes and hand granades."
-- Anonymous

:: Fest ::
:: 06:07:51 PM ::
:: Saturday, April 26, 2003 ::

So, I just got back from "Hillfest," which was a moderately fun dorm activity. There was "HillIdol" (an imitation of "American Idol"), cotton candy, Rita's Italian ices, a balloon-hat-making man, Bocce ball, a cakewalk, and "dunk your RA." I got a purdy balloon hat made up of snakes... a "Medusa mat" as I call it. Very spiffy.

Didn't go to Badminton club today, which was kind of disappointing. They were having a tournament today, but there was only going to be Men's singles and doubles, no Women's. Grr.

:: Perfect ::
:: 12:41:29 AM ::
:: Friday, April 25, 2003 ::

Presentations suck.

But it's offically Friday now (12:41 am), so that's good.

:: Or a Gun ::
:: 04:31:38 PM ::
:: Tuesday, April 22, 2003 ::

I scored a 68% on the "How Oregonian are you?" Quizie! What about you?

Methinks this was written by Reed students... *cough, cough*

:: Numb Bum ::
:: 04:06:42 PM ::
:: Tuesday, April 22, 2003 ::

I think CMU has killed my brain.

:: Matt Am I ::
:: 10:55:40 AM ::
:: Monday, April 21, 2003 ::

You are Matt Bluestone. You are Elisa's partner but
you don't get loads of screen time. You are a
nice guy, if a little nutsy about the
conspiracty thing. You're great support for
Elisa, and the Clan generally likes you. Go

Which Gargoyles Character Are You?
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:: MY PSY ::
:: 01:46:00 AM ::
:: Monday, April 21, 2003 ::

Damn. Straight.

You are Psylocke!

Which X-Men Woman Are You?
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Psy, baby, you kick SO MUCH BUTT. :-D

I'm also Gambit in that other X-Men quiz of Jane's, but I was more excited about getting Psy, so I posted her instead.

:: goOd DaY ::
:: 01:31:38 AM ::
:: Monday, April 21, 2003 ::

You know it's a good day when you take your clothes off for a shower and find dandelions plastered to your skin, underneath your shirt.

Rolling down hills is entirely too addictive. And not productive, in the homework sense.

:: Billy Nilly ::
:: 03:09:43 PM ::
:: Friday, April 18, 2003 ::

Bit sick today: sore throat, drippy nose, exhaustion...

Well, the exhaustion probably doesn't have much to do with the sickness. ;) I manage not to sleep all on my own...

They're showing "The Two Towers" tonight at CMU for $1. That means I could go to all four showings and get 12 straight hours of Lord of the Rings goodness for only $4! What a great deal, huh?

Want me to beat up the Chem guy for you, Bree? CanIcanIcanI?

Quiz time!

You Have the Power to Turn Things to Stone!

What's Your Magic Power?
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The snakes-in-hair thing is cool, at least.

Slice and dice
Kill someone by the sword

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This quiz had stupid questions. But the pic is nice, with the darkness, and the LotRness, and the big... long...sword.


:: We ALL Saw This Coming ::
:: 11:21:58 PM ::
:: Thursday, April 17, 2003 ::

I could have predicted this result...and I bet everyone else could, too :)


What's your sexual appeal?
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I am Quistis!

:: Friendly-Types ::
:: 03:56:50 PM ::
:: Wednesday, April 16, 2003 ::

Sometimes, having friends sucks.

Most of the time, of course, it's very enjoyable, but there are some days when you just wish you could be alone on a remote island somewhere, making all your own, selfish decisions, regardless of other people's feelings or schedules.

... I think the heat is making me moody. :) The *air* is beginning to sweat around here.

But still. I get kind of annoyed when I say I want to do something, and it winds up NOT happening because I try to accommodate people who want to come along, and they don't get their shit together. The reverse has also been true lately: I have said I really DON'T want to do something, then people around me have repeatedly tried to make me do it (and been successful, at least once). I try to be nice, and go along with it while politely saying I don't want to do it in future. It makes me a bit miffed.

It's quite hypocritical to be thinking these things (as I am not very good at getting my shit together, either, and I also pressure people in to doing things), but--as I said--it's hot and muggy, so I'm bitchy.

Also, I just got my BME test back and made dumb mistakes. Wee.

:: Carnie! ::
:: 07:35:51 PM ::
:: Tuesday, April 15, 2003 ::

Hello again.

So, I did this thing. This thing called...Carnival!

It was a 3-day weekend full of parties, concerts, amusement rides, buggy, booths, cotton candy, funnel cake, and movies. And, did I mention, THEY MIGHT BE, in concert? :-D

So, in short, much fun was had. Buggy and booth are CMU-specific things, so I suppose I should explain. "Buggy" involves small teardrop-shaped vehicles (driven by tiny women inside) being shoved to the top of a hill and racing to the finish line. "Booths" are booths (imagine that) created by various student organizations around campus, usually involving some sort of festival/carnival game (ball games, the goldfish game, etc). There are awards for best booth, and any money collected is (supposedly) sent to charity.

But, Carnival is now over. Back to work for Saje.

...or not. Quiz time!

drunk flirt
Drunk Flirt

What Kind of FLIRT are you?
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The funny part is, I don't really drink.

Take The Which Dogma Character Are You? Test.

*whistles innocently*

Take The Which Classic Song Are You? Test.

DAMN STRAIGHT. I'm the Beatles' song.

:: Day Is Done ::
:: 06:22:50 PM ::
:: Monday, April 7, 2003 ::

It's white/grey outside today. Some students are complaining; Monday morning blues, they say, egged on by the weather.

To me it's comforting. It's rainy and pleasant, not too cold (although a bit colder than your average day in Portland), and not too warm.

:: People are dumb ::
:: 04:54:09 PM ::
:: Friday, April 4, 2003 ::


Well, they are! Especially when they're writing e-mail.

:: I have a bad feeling about this, Sam ::
:: 11:01:12 AM ::
:: Wednesday, April 2, 2003 ::

You are Nienna, Lady of Sorrow and Mourning. You
sing songs of lamentation for the world's
hurts, but you also bring wisdom to the spirit.
You live alone at the Walls of the World.

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Thass coo! I has a purdy name!

:: Warmonger ::
:: 10:55:49 AM ::
:: Wednesday, April 2, 2003 ::

I think I have developed an affinity for war/battle songs. Either that or I've just been listening to the best of them lately...

:: So I Return ::
:: 07:24:07 PM ::
:: Sunday, March 30, 2003 ::

All good things must come to an end.

Spring Break was fun. It's Sunday at, of course, I'm avoiding doing all that pesky work I didn't do over the Break.

I visisted the BenlyOne at Purdue from Friday to Monday, then went home for a few days. I got back to CMU on Friday...I've been doing nothing since then. It's been very nice; eating off-campus food, not working, not having a roomie (Debbie's not a bad roomie, of course, but I still like privacy).

It was very hard to leave Portland this time. For a combination of reasons. Firstly, I was only there for a very short time, and in that time, I didn't see too much of either parent (as both had work or farming) or many of my friends (I got to see Bree, but that was it). Secondly, Portland was having beautiful (if slightly chilly) weather, while Pittsburgh was switching over to its spring/summer muggy-as-hell crap. Thirdly...

My home will not be there when I return.

That's the most important one, I think. Usually, going to college is all about the child leaving home; not the home being taken from the child.

My parents will still be there. Portland will be there. In that sense, my home will still exist in May when I return. I don't feel like I'm losing a place to go back to; my parents have been very careful to make me feel welcome whenever I want to return. But, all the same, the house that has been my home for 14 years--the only place I can really remember living in--will be entirely changed when I go back. Either it will be empty, or almost so, awaiting new owners...or the new owners may even have moved in.

There is more to it. I don't think I can put it all here in the blog (and I think some people might be hurt if I did), but I do know that things are changing. My life is changing. It's scary and exciting and sad and joyous. More than anything, it's inevitable. It's huge. A giant, looking down on this little-girl-lost, sitting in her room, alone, not sure what she should do with her life, her time at college...not even sure what is to come in the next minute.

Oddly enough, I'm not depressed. I think the pervading sensation is one of hope. Anticipation. Maybe I should be afraid.

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