| one word: plastics |
|
|
| 06:48pm 12/08/2009 |
| |
the great garbage vortex bums me way the fuck out. trash in general has been bumming me out more and more lately. i see it everywhere. i've started picking it up when i walk the dog. we live in a teenager-intensive neighborhood, so there is a lot of fucking trash, mostly related to food: soda cups, coffee cups, plastic bottles, plastic bags, six-pack rings. plastic plastic plastic plastic.
i pick it up and put it in my pockets, or i use the first bag i find and stuff all the other trash i find into it until i can't carry any more and have to dump it in a neighborhood garbage can.
i don't think there is one place in my life where i can look in any direction and NOT see something made of plastic.
i'm going to try to reduce the amount of plastic i purchase by 75%. i may not be buying much stuff anymore. it's a good excuse to buy all-leather shoes. and expensive phyto shampoo that comes in glass bottles (plastic caps). is it possible to buy an entirely bio-degradable pair of sneakers?
jesus on the fucking cross - seriously. there has got to be a better way. |
|
| |
|
Read 5 - Post |
| |
| no news is good news |
|
|
| 10:10pm 22/05/2009 |
| |
i am astonishingly well. been reading, but not posting. it seems that i don't have much to say to the innernets when i'm happy and unconflicted. haven't been writing much anywhere, anyway, except at work.
my second writing class filled up quickly and with very few dollars spent on marketing. it feels so good to have an idea and to execute it successfully. this is the first one that i've done all by myself, that i've put my whole effort into. really gratifying to know that i can do this. i've aborted a lot of creative projects, both solo and group, and i hadn't realized what shame i was carrying about that until i finally followed through with one and it succeeded. it gives me courage to try others.
i've been adopted by a group of clever, healthy, intelligent, good-natured, adult humans. that also feels good. i'm getting to know people's kids. it's such a sweet feeling to have a 3-year-old recognize me and smile when i come over for dinner.
i'm dancing more, mostly in my living room. actually learning steps and moves. getting stronger, nimbler.
my garden is rocking. blue himalayan poppies are also making me really happy.
personal life continues to be placid and even-keeled. not dating. it doesn't suit me. 95% of the trauma in my personal life has stemmed from relationship woes. i am learning a different way to be. one that doesn't involve feeling shitty about myself. sometimes the simplest things are the hardest to understand and implement.
i will graduate from hippie school in one month. i'm a reiki master now, for whatever that's worth. i sure like it.
busy. healthy. happy. i think i could get snowed into my house next christmas and potentially not even eat myself alive. it feels good.
xo |
|
| |
|
Read 3 - Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 08:26pm 05/02/2009 |
| |
 |
|
| |
|
Post |
| |
| Bluebottle Art Gallery |
|
|
| 11:35pm 11/11/2008 |
| |
Hey, y'all - I've been helping out at the Bluebottle Art Gallery for a couple of months now, and I've recently started on their blog.
That's http://artcraftanddesign.blogspot.com/ .
Check it out. Leave a comment on the latest entry and be entered to win a charming, original print by Julie West. |
|
| |
|
Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 10:08pm 07/11/2008 |
| |
my friend jason died three years ago on this very day.
i got to see his body in the hospital while it still looked like him, got to pet his face one last time before it turned to Something Else.
i'm lucky. i'm really lucky that i got that time with him after he passed. it made the transition make more sense.
in other news, come see me on sunday:
 |
|
| |
|
Read 5 - Post |
| |
| for washington state voters |
|
|
| 12:41am 24/10/2008 |
| |
note from my friend, deb, who has stage 4 lung cancer that has spread throughout the bones in her spine and hips:
I urge you guys to vote YES ON I-1000.
When it comes down to it, given the state of my advanced disease, I would want to know that I could decide to "die with dignity" if I felt I needed to. I realize this is a polarizing topic for many people, most of all my family. But I've had a taste of what this disease can hand out, and I have a reasonable expectation of where I may be going with it. If my spinal metasteses or hips give way and I'm paralyzed... if I survive happily and healthily for another 5 years... doesn't matter. I believe this bill is important for terminally ill people of all stages.
Thanks.. [steps down off soapbox and wanders into kitchen for more coffee]
xoxo |
|
| |
|
Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 01:56pm 02/10/2008 |
| |
how do i find out who owns a certain url? |
|
| |
|
Read 1 - Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 07:13pm 20/09/2008 |
| |
happy birthday logan! |
|
| |
|
Read 1 - Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 09:43am 22/08/2008 |
| |
okay, so none of my shit works in firefox. my floating left nav? broken. images? broken. no background colors and no set container size.
basically my css eats shit in firefox.
grrrrr. |
|
| |
|
Read 1 - Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 06:36pm 04/08/2008 |
| |
i really like the work i'm making lately |
|
| |
|
Read 2 - Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 09:19pm 07/07/2008 |
| |
school is going well, thank you! |
|
| |
|
Read 2 - Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 04:29pm 16/06/2008 |
| |
a baby racoon was killed by a car in front of my house last week. i saw it in the street near my garbage can in the evening. the next morning it was gone. i found it that afternoon in the middle of my driveway. (my driveway is a long, deep, shaded curl of a path that stretches up from the road through an immense laurel thicket and around behind the house.) i picked the poor thing up and put into the laurel thicket. the next morning, it was in the middle of the driveway again. so i buried it in my backyard beneath the lilac tree.
it's 4:30 on a sunny afternoon. balmy and bright, languid and lazy. i have been reading in the backyard lounge chair. i got up to go inside and saw a teenage-sized racoon walking in my driveway. in broad daylight. we looked at one another for a while.
i wonder if that's the one who moved the dead baby into the driveway the second time. i wonder who moved it the first time. i wonder if the racoon is out in mid-day looking for the little body.
i wonder. |
|
| |
|
Post |
| |
| |
|
|
| 08:48am 10/06/2008 |
| |
okay, seriously what the fuck? rain city. rain central. death by rain.
i was a fool to book a return ticket from hawaii. |
|
| |
|
Post |
| |
| for hydrozoa |
|
|
| 06:13pm 11/05/2008 |
| |
my friend rachelle is doing illustrations for a jewish rock album. the visual pun is that there is an actual rock in the pictures. jewish. rock.
rachelle lives in amsterdam, but she used to live in new york. my point is that i don't know whence these rocking jews hail, the ones who have commissioned this very silly project.
i like my friends a lot. |
|
| |
|
Read 4 - Post |
| |
|
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
matilda's journal