I have two tickets to The Cave Singers Show in Atlanta tonight - at The Earl. Due to a death in the family, we are not able to attend. If you would like them, please contact me no later than NOON or 1 PM, today (Wed. March 23rd). I know it's last minute, but I cannot stand to see these go to waste. The tickets are in will call, so I'll need a name to put on the release form. You'll have to show ID to get them.
Please email me at missy(at)sent.com. I do not get comment notifications from LJ anymore. First come, first serve.
I've ignored LJ for a while, except for keeping up with friends' journals. I've been posting elsewhere for a while. You can keep up-to-date with me through the journals below.
Not So Maudlin - Personal and Creative Journal Down and Dirty - Mine and Tripp's gardening journal Noshed Up! - What began as a vegan food journal is now a vegetarian/vegan food journal. Chattanooga Church of Craft - is now on hiatus, but I might revive the craft group at my house soon, so just check back periodically. It's not updated often.
A process that has been a week in the making - I'm switching to Wordpress. I'm tired of paying LJ to keep ads off of my journal, really, but I like the Wordpress layout, too. I'm keeping the LJ account to keep up with my friend's page, but if you at all interested - THE NEW JOURNAL IS HERE.
I've been organizing my books and music into online databases, and it is taking soooo long. I'll be happy to get them all up, though. The best music catalogue system I've found is POP.NU (there is a button for the english version if you look on the front page). I can catalogue my vinyl, cds, and online music all in one place. I didn't like CD-Tracker, so I went a huntin' for something better. Here's the link to my music library. I'm STILL not nearly finished with it.
Also, I've found a place to catalogue my books: Bibliophil.org. It's really simple and easy to use. I'm not finished with it, either. You can click on the link to my library over to the right in my links section. All you have to do is pretty much put in the ISBN number and fill in a few blanks. It even has a place to mark if you have let someone borrow a book.
It has been a long process, but I'm getting there.
Tomorrow is the last day of summer school for moi. YAY!
I'm having one of those days where I should not be allowed out in public, or especially be allowed to interact with other human beings. I'm mentally exhausted, irritable, and pretty much fed up with everything, today. My current mind cannot process simple things, and today, my Stats class (which I'm doing really well in, btw) was especially reminiscent of the Annie Hall quote below:
"Ivan Ackerman - always the wrong answer. Always." (Since I was little - certain scenes in my life always go back to a Woody Allen scene of some kind. Uhhhh, yeah - I know.)
My brain just couldn't process simple things. It was like my mouth was just talking on its own and my brain had nothing to do with it.
Anyway, I just keep thinking, "Tuesday is the last day of classes." It has become my mantra. I'm seriously going to sleep for a full day after it is over.
So, Tripp and I got back a few hours ago from Food for Life at Sequatchie Valley Institute. We had a great time, and it will definitely not be our last time there. I learned a ton about permaculture, fermentation, and canning - so much so that I know I will forget a lot of it. I took pretty good notes, though.
We arrived yesterday about 11 am. The workshops were already in progress so we just joined in. We stayed in workshops throughout the day, had some dinner, then hung out by the fire. I ended up getting a headache last night (that's what happens when you live like a vampire and are suddenly exposed to a great amount of sun), so we turned into our campsite before anyone else. Even with the headache, it felt great to sleep outdoors (in a tent, anyway). We haven't been camping in a while. I became bug fodder, though. Luckily, no ticks decided I was their favorite host. We got up early this morning and did some yoga with some others, then had breakfast. To the right you can see part of the outdoor prep area. Right behind the potatoes are 3 prep/wash sinks - OUTDOORS. It was a great time. Clicky on the thumbnail for some other Food for Life viewens.
After breakfast came the permaculture walk-about/workshop. They have an AMAZING garden area there. It was my idea of heaven. Afterwards, we had more workshops and clean-up. I had to get back early for the dreaded homework, but I feel so calm. I needed this weekend so much. I didn't realize how tense I had become since I've been in school.
I'm about to go to bed because I am T.I.R.E.D. Back to the daily grind in the morning.
Anybody that knows me knows that I'm a horror buff. I like all kinds of horror (although I'm not a big fan of the Saw-type genre). Anyway, I love the old Halloween(s), but I'm feeling a bit confused about the remake of Halloween. Yes, you might already know, but they are remaking Halloween - directed by Rob Zombie no less. I'm not a Rob Zombie fan really - music or film. However, looking over the IMDB listing, I see that Malcolm McDowell is cast as Dr. Loomis, which fills me with glee. I'm ususally really leery of remakes, and usually don't like them, but I'm probably going to have to see this - and it will probably has a much suckage. Why?? Why do they do this?
It was a calm birthday. I didn't do any homework except for a Stats take home, which was nothing. Tripp took me out to eat and then for dessert.
It's strange to think that I'm no longer in my twenties. It's not a bad thing for me. I was actually pretty excited about turning 30. It's just strange to think about. My twenties were full of fun, pain, frustration, lessons, as they were for most people I'm sure. I have a ton of that laying ahead for me, too, but I can now look back and put all of that in a 10 year package - tied up with a crazy little bow. This was such a far off age when I was young, but I feel like I'm still a kid in a lot of ways. When I see my oldest brother with his kids, it's a strange thing, too. I still think of us as our parents children, if you know what I mean. They don't support us or anything, but I guess I'll always feel that way, and I like it. I never want to feel old and I'm glad that I'm not one of those people that always feels like he/she is aging. Thirty is still very young, but there are those people who always talk about how old they are when they are in their thirties. It makes me laugh. I joke about it sometimes because I'm around a lot of younger kids at school, but I'm not serious at all. I do think some wisdom comes with age, but I realize I still have a ton to learn. I would be disappointed if I didn't. I also realize that I'm one of the lucky ones that has had a ton of interesting and crazy experiences in the last 10-12 years, but that this is not THE END of that.
So this week I mentally toast my twenties. They were a blast, but I'm glad they are finally over, dammit.
Yesterday, was a looooong day - not in the sense that it was a bad day, but just so much happening in one day. Tripp and I went to Tullahoma, my hometown, for the day. We went for a couple of reasons - my parents wanted to spend some time with me for my birthday, and my old roommate and friend (the one on the right in the picture), Nova, was down from Minneapolis for Bonnaroo. Tullahoma is right next to Manchester, so it just made sense that I would go see her. We spent most of the day at my parents visiting with some of the family and playing with the nephew/niece, or better yet, Legion ("for we are many") - just kidding - I love those demonic kids like crazy.
We went out for dinner in the evening and had a good time. The grandparents came out, too, so that was good. After that, I had to get a hold of Nova to see how and when we were going to meet up. We had been calling back and forth throughout the day, but didn't know the details, since it is Bonnaroo and nothing related to that festival can be done easily.
A little back-story: Nova and I were roommates and very good friends back when I lived in Seattle. We were two girls in a group of mainly guys, which wasn't a bad thing, but we tended to stick together a lot. She was an awesome friend during a fun, confusing, debaucherous, somewhat chemically-induced, formative, young adult time. I look back on that time now with fond memories. Much of that time has formed the person I am today - good and bad. When I moved back to Tennessee in '98 (Nova moved back to Minnesota right after I moved back to TN), Nova traveled down south to see me a few months later. Although we've lost touch at times over the years, I'll always consider her an important person in my life, along with Jeremy who is in the middle of the picture to the right.
With that being said - I would have felt bad and disappointed if I wouldn't have gotten to see her last night. I checked the Bonnaroo website before we left and it said that we were going to have checkpoints before the gates, and if we didn't have tickets we would have to turn back. Well, we decided to take the chance and drove over to the festival to try to meet up with her. Apparently, since it was the night before the last day, they were being pretty laid back. We got into one of the gates (not the festival) to wait for Nova to come meet us. I got a hold of her and after much confusion about which gate we were at (AGAIN - nothing can be done easily there) and her ending up on the OTHER side of the festival, she made it to the car. We left and went and had coffee and such at the Waffle House. It was a good visit. I had not seen her since 1998. She seems very much like her old self with the exception of some experiences and wisdom under her belt - very much how most of us probably are. She looks pretty much the same, except for looking much more svelte and glowing. I loved catching up and sharing some old memories with her. We drove her back to the festival and dropped her off after that.
For some reason I've been thinking that there might be some reason why I'm reuniting with some old roommates and friends, lately. It's definitely been great and emotional. I'll guess I'll find out at some point, if there is.