Dream Propulsion Engineer

Ok, I think I'm caught up with everybody in regards to fivequestions and seventhings. *doublechecks* Yeah, done.

Now, I want to encourage people who got fivequestions from me to post the questions and answers on their journals, in the interest of perpetuating this pyramid scheme meme.

Also, I would like any fivequestionses from all y'all. crowgoddess is exempt, on account of her being a gimp. Who is moving to Texas. However, if she would be so kind as to back me up on the correct pluralization of "y'all" at some point when she is less broken, it would be greatly appreciated.

As for regular life, I spent a fantastic weekend in Northampton with Kacie- we took kayaks out on Paradise and admired her crazy apple seedlings growing inside her apple and mothered the seniors getting ready for senior ball and walked a bit and loved. It is shaky but good, and I got to exclaim over everyone and eat lots of food that I didn't have to buy or prepare or clean-up-after, and help Laura with her thesis presentation (talking science is fun!)

Now I've just paid my 6-month car insurance premium in full (first time that's happened). zillapook cut my hair last night, as it took literally actually I-timed-it fifteen minutes to comb my hair after my last shower. It's something like 4 inches shorter... I regret the loss of length, but it feels a darn sight better. Earlier this evening, I planned and did some research for our Girl Scout meeting, where we will be learning some camping skills (bandana tricks, trail signs, cloud types, orienteering, and setting up a tent).

This weekend I'll be spending Cinco de Mayo ('cos I'm sooo Mexican) locked into the NY State Museum with my Girl Sprouts, learning about local AmIndian tribes (mostly Iraquois, I believe). They let the survivors out around 10am, to stagger home. Hopefully you will hear from me then, as I am supposed to drive to Smith again that day, so that Laura and I can drive to Boston on Sunday. It's rather a graduation present that I'm chaffeuring her to Boston for some job interviews and apartment hunting, but we'll also get time to met up with Alex and maybe starcatsinging (and maybe pants_of_doom?) while there. Then back to Smith and then on to Albany, where I will arrive late on Monday evening, a tank of gas and some insanity later...

As for the amorphous future, there was an article in the Metroland about the Woman's Club of Albany, an institution that is almost a century old but nearly petered out a few years back. They're enjoying a revival of sorts lately, and I got the idea to see if they'd be interested in a Bead for Life beadwear party. This is the project on which Kacie worked while in Kampala, and a great group in general. I've been wanting to host a party, but the trouble is that most of the people that I know are poor and/or students, and it just wouldn't be successful. This would be a great group to host a party for, though. This won't be until after Sprouts is over for the summer, though.

As for free time, I'm enjoying the mass of Texas Ranch House this week. Good fun. Would be more fun if paddle2paddle was on it, though... Better than that Ian fool, that's for sure. I started but then put down a J. Robert Oppenheimer (see? he went by his middle name!) biography, just finished Libba Bray's new book, Rebel Angels (OMG YAF. piratehearts, have you read these? starcatsinging? crowgoddess?), tore through Chris Baldwin's first Little Dee collection, and I'm now reading Heinlein's Beyond this Horizon.

That was a lot of damn html. Phooey.

Oh, and I had weird dreams about The Boy last night, which were kind of haunting. I hope for a more normal day tomorrow.

the hedge abides.

Leave a comment on my livejournal and...
1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If'n ya want, post it in your own journal and play too.

Also:

1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me." or something less insipid...
2. I will respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature (well not really creepy, but you know, I might ask you some tough questions) or maybe actually creepy. i'm a creepy girl.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions. you WILL update.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post. this is the real reason I asked for your addresses, kids. i've got them all written down, just waiting for noncompliance.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. a vicious cycle of cuteness and guilt.

Why? Because I need distractions from the presentation I'm putting together. I'm sorry, not "distractions," "productivity breaks."

Actually, I'm doing pretty well, but I didn't bring a lunch so I may as well get some dicking around on the internet out of the way.

the hedge abides.