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its kind of like if you climbed up a really big mountain
and then got to the top
and realized that it was an iceberg
and a warm day
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[10 Oct 2007|12:32am] |
(lately)
i've been almost exclusively listening to kevin drew and phil elverum.
i'm re-reading plato's phaedrus and letters VII and VIII
and a lot of e.e. cummings.
i'm working 10 days in a row.
(+) it ends in kaci and i leaving for south beach on friday.
(-) i'm a hilton zombie.
(-) no film festival/no justice show next week.
its getting colder.
i like that.
fall is my favorite.
long shadows reaching into piles of leaves and necks wrapped up tight with soft scarves and hands clasped around steaming coffee.
and leggings and boots and breath exhaling into smoke.
(read left to right)
//disappearing acts are disappointing.
hearts faded off wrists. no kisses to keep warm.
»fastforward/forget.
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| as of late |
[07 Aug 2007|11:52pm] |
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yesterday i walked to the train in warm rain wearing a summer dress and humming.
i love summer thunderstorms.
today i made $98 in tips.
4 people blamed my skirt.
i refuse to fault an article of clothing.
today it was hot hot hot walking to the train to go home.
hot and sticky air that hangs on your skin.
tomorrow i am looking at apartments.
because i am crazy.
i feel like i need new space.
i'm ignoring the fact that this could be a logistical nightmare.
i feel scattered.
i don't know what i want to do.
about a lot of things.
something is missing.
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| mrah. |
[03 Aug 2007|09:34pm] |
i have spent my evening at work.
in the executive floor lounge.
i can see lollapalooza and i currently have the window open
so i can listen to daft punk.
kind of.
i need a change of scenery.
and something to do tonight.
julia
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| by the numbers. |
[09 May 2007|12:43am] |
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19 hours until summer vacation.
7 hours until i need to leave for art history.
3 (at least) hours of work to do before i leave for art history.
0 inspiration to start it.
2 hours spent avoiding it for absolutely no reason.
2 weeks avoiding it for semi-legit reasons.
9 hours of sleep (including naps) since sunday.
4+ square feet of random clothes and finals nonsense scattered across my bedroom floor.
2 chocolate colored pillows and
1 floral quilt trying to convince me i should just sleep and forget about schoolwork.
2/3 of a journal filled with nonsense and mistakes and things i'd like to forget.
2 kittens who seem generally content with every decision they've made.
1 girl who would like today to be tomorrow.
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| (-) & (+) |
[11 Apr 2007|09:23pm] |
-oversleeping
-not sleeping enough
-being superbroke
-this semester
-art history tests
-walking outside to discover a "late season winter storm"
+weekend
++party saturday night!
+no work this weekend
+yoga
+doing a research paper and subsequently finding out about francesca woodman:
its cool to research something you actually like.
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driving down the highway and through the streets of chicago at 4:30 in the morning is a fantastic thing.
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[05 Apr 2007|10:55am] |
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so i just registered for fall classes..
monday
1-4:50pm/advanced color/s.scholff
tuesday
12:30-3:20pm/history of photo I/g.foster-rice
wednesday
9-11:50am/math in art and nature/a.hanson
12:30-3:20pm/twentieth century art theory and criticism/d.parr
6-9:50pm/studio II/b.first
thats 17 hours. i haven't decided if i can do 17 hours. but i can always drop. fall is a quite far away at this point.
and i'm just happy that i got the classes i wanted and i know all of my photo professors have been highly recommended.
summer vacation. five weeks!
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| its crazy how someone can get stuck in your head. |
[02 Apr 2007|10:33pm] |
thunderstorms after 1am tonight.
more thunderstorms and a thirty degree drop in temperature tomorrow.
i love thunderstorms.
tomorrow i have class in the morning.
i'm going to the museum of contemporary art in the afternoon.
target free tuesdays are awesome.
today i printed some photos.
and went to yoga.
i need to do my taxes.
wednesday all three of my classes are field trips.
art institute. alan cohen's studio. off campus yoga class.
and then i get to go pick up dad's car for a week.
having a car is the besttt.
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| something optimistic |
[26 Mar 2007|09:54pm] |
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i love spring.
tonight we went outside and did yoga in the park. facing the skyline. all the buildings felt so gigantic and the breeze and the moon...it was amazing. when i was lying in savasana (final relaxation), i seriously felt absolutely at peace with everything. besides the fact that my mind kept wandering back to a cute boy. haha. so much for the clearing the thoughts..
so yeah other good things..
-kaci and kaelyn are moving to a place three blocks away from me!
-going to see explosions in the sky wednesday
-listening to new shins, arcade fire, and trail of dead a lot as well as a lot of cat power, feist, and broken social scene
-meagan coming to visit soon i hope
-summer break fast approaching
-staying in the same apartment/not having to fool around with moving
-snickerdoodles baking in my oven/three of my favorite girls coming over to eat them
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[25 Mar 2007|03:36am] |
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work today was rough. we were oversold. i constantly hit on guys to sell them parlors. parlors are rooms without beds. i sold six. after i recommended a few restaurants, a man told me that he would take me out to one if he wasn't married. he was cute. very cute. we talked about things to do in the city. twenty minutes later, he called and asked where he could find starch to iron his shirts. i told him where. there was an awkward pause. then he asked if i had plans for the evening. and said we should perhaps go grab a drink. i was quite flustured. inappropriate? yes. unprofessional? of course. tempting. yes. i feel guilty for telling him i wasn't sure what i was up to would call him if we were all going out. he wanted to see the city. i didn't know what to say. then we had to start walking guests to other hotels because we had no more rooms. at 11pm. fantastic.
i went out to bar louie with the f.o.a. (front office alcoholics) and we grabbed two drinks and left. i went to see my lovely karen and we smoked cloves with her friend and her r.a. ha. i waited 35 minutes for the blue line and listened to cat power and felt very alone on the empty el platform. i walked home in the fog and wished i could just wander around the city in it. i loved the way it enveloped me. and blurred the lights. and made the buildings disappear into the sky.
lately i want to lie in my bed with the windows open. and feel the breeze and watch the sunbeams stream through the curtains. or listen to the rain. and wander the streets in a dress and flats. and take pictures. and hold hands. and absorb everything around me.
and some days i think maybe i wasn't pretending. or maybe pretending is something i like to do. and some days i wish i could just disappear somewhere and send a postcard saying i've gone away but i'll return when its time to.
and ithink perhaps playing games is something i like to do when i know i'm behind a wall you won't climb.
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| le chien says "weuf" le chat says "meuh" |
[24 Mar 2007|12:02am] |
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spring break was fantastic.
our first night we went out to an italian restaurant called pinot and then collapsed into bed for some much-needed sleep. we got up the next day to shop on rue st. laurent and rue st. denis. we bought lovely things at a wonderful boutique called lola & emily and then stumbled upon a retaurant. i said "it is green. that means vegetarian!" it turned out to be super awesome vegan food. so good. we decided to stop in a bar for an afternoon beer and got quite tipsy and went into lush. all of the scrubs and lotions were suddenly amazinggggg. we had to pee so we stopped in another bar for more quebecois beer (so good) and ended up splitting a pitcher and frites maison (house fries) with mayo. (fries with mayo is the best idea ever) and getting quite wasted in the middle of the afternoon. it was fun. we got back to the hotel and got ready for dinner and went to this killer jazz club for dinner. we tried to go out to a bar afterwards, but it was brotopia, so we gave up and went back to the hotel.
wednesday, we went on a tour to quebec city which was three hours away by bus. i was a little reluctant at first, but eliza and our lovely concierge julien talked me into it and i'm so glad we went. quebec city is like a quaint little french town and had this beautiful hotel (hotel frontenac) which i want to live in. its like a castle. we got back in the evening and went to holder for dinner. seriously, the most attractive waitstaff i have ever seen. and of course, mostly everyone in quebec speaks french so they all had french accents...oh god. it was ridiculous. we went to old montreal and followed the zagat guide into a pub where we drank two pitchers of fabulous local beer between the two of us. we were quite amused with each other, but when we got out a map to find what we should do next, a boy from another table noted that we weren't from the area so we should come join them and that is how we met our fabulous montreal friends. they were so nice. they speak french quite quickly! we had more beer and somehow all fit in sam's car to go get poutine which is this disgusting french canadian food. i was so ill from all the beer i wanted to dieee but eliza devoured some poutine and we went back to our room and it was quite a fun night.
thursday, we were so hungover. i was worse, so eliza tried to find us some starchy food in the underground..to no avail. so we ordered room service, went back to sleep, watched tv (the last episode of seinfeld, friends, french rap videos, etc.). we finally got up and got dressed and went to a ridiculously hip restaurant (garde manger) that the girl at lola & emily recommended. so delicious and just a generally cool place. our new friends called us and we met them at a bar called st. sulpice and we continued our discussions about politics, america vs. canada, the separatist movement in quebec, film, sports, crude things to say in french, music, etc. i really adored them and anytime they started arguing each with each other in french...i really really adored them. haha. last call was a sad goodbye. i wish we could stay another week. or month.
today we slept in and then went to sightsee. we saw the notre dame basilica, which was magnificent. we ate at a cute little cafe and then walked around a bit more before it was time to bid adieu to montreal.
it was really a splendid spring break. i only wish we could've stayed longer. montreal is amazing. and i am not so excited about going back to work tomorrow and back to class on monday. tabernac!
traveling is tiring. pictures later.
julia
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[18 Mar 2007|10:25pm] |
my first st. patricks day in chicago was fun. i worked all day...the hilton chicago was a party, full of irish, drunkenness, and lots of green everything. yelling over all that noise (including the periodic irish marching bands through the lobby) was not fun, but kaelyn and eliza drunkenly visiting me at the desk was quite amusing and afterwards we went to la pasadita and then to hang at harrison's, where drew bought a bottle of jameson, and the night went upwards from there.
today i did a lot of nothing. including watching the entirety of titanic on tbs, because i love it. and leo dicaprio is just so damn cute. i also met eliza for pizza at moonshine which was deliciousss.
right now, i have to pack. i have to do laundry and i HAVE to pack. i really hate packing. its not as bad as unpacking, but for winter trips i just want to pack so much and i do not like overstuffed, heavy suitcases, so its quite a dilemma. traveling is kind of stressful. my head hurts.
however, i am really excited about montreal. our flight departs in twelve hours and thirty minutes. i called today to ask how to take the train from the hotel and they answered in french, but after a polite "bonjour. parlez-vous anglais?" and "yes, i do", i found out that its best to take a cab. i think it will be quite an adventure and i hope to take lots of pictures and explore and have a generally wonderful time.
as nerdy as i am about hotels, i'm really excited to see what the check-in standards at hilton montreal bonaventure are and what its like. and i'm incredibly excited about the heated outdoor swimming pool with heated air and going swimming with snow on the ground.
we will return to chicago friday night, hopefully to warmer weather. so i will see you all then. and have a fantastic spring break!
julia
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| i wish today was thursday. |
[13 Mar 2007|01:42am] |
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lately it seems like i keep running into a lot of unpleasant circumstances that cause lots of unnecessary and unanticipated disruption and trouble in my life.
tonight i had (and still have) a lot of homework to do, a large part of which involved internet. so when i got home from yoga tonight and my internet was broken and the outsourced comcast guy couldn't fix it over the phone, i frantically took a cab to kaci's to steal internet, only to take a cab back home to find that my internet has magically fixed itself. sigh.
things like this keep frustrating me lately.
i think it is coupled with the fact that i can't sleep, and don't, and when i do, i have terrifying awful dreams. which i've always gotten on occasion, but lately its every night. and it heightens my dislike of sleeping alone. its weird. i used to really like having a lot of time alone in general, but lately, i get freaked out by a lack of constant stimulation by other human beings.
so tomorrow is another day. class 8:30am-12:20pm. studying and probably napping in public places (today was panera), then work from 3-11:30pm. then studying and finishing my yoga midterm so i can go to class from 9am-9:20pm wednesday. sounds grueling, but i am trying to remember that it is okay only because after all of that is over, i am officially on spring break. st. patricks day and weekend and then five fantastic days of ridiculousness with miss eliza swift in montreal.
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[07 Mar 2007|11:58pm] |
three hours of sleep+a 45 minute nap in the 600 s. michigan basement between classes. no coffee.
and i am still so wired, sleep doesn't even sound like a good idea.
what is my body thinking?
agh.
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[04 Mar 2007|08:10pm] |
this weekend was fantastic.
last night was amazing.
today was lazy.
broken social scene and sunday ny times and hanging out on my couch.
how sundays should be.
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| julia vs. life |
[28 Feb 2007|12:45am] |
some point today between curling up in a windowsill in the hilton locker room for a 45 minute nap between class and work and having my manager ask me if i was on crack and the constant line from 3-11pm, i realized i really need to pull it together. because i am absolutely a mess. i think something drowned out the perfectionist side of me and now its coming back up for air and saying hey lets stop falling apart. messy isn't fun anymore.
on the upside, i learned a lot in class today. maggie visited me at work and brought me a donut which was awesome. i only work tuesday and saturday next week. i'm shooting thursday. i have the entire weekend off. and i have darkroom III tomorrow which generally puts me in an awesome mood. and kaci is sitting on my couch and ferris bueller is on tv. and eliza and i leave for montreal in less than three weeks.
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[17 Feb 2007|02:59am] |
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tonight was..
+snow that fell softly and frosted the streets making everything sparkle
+drinking fireside
+playing end of words game with sex terms (resulting in "goat fucking", "anal beads", "YES!", the standards like bj/hj/titties/titty fucking and "mucus plug"...? yeah, i still don't know about that one, jacob.)
+kaci djing awesome 90s tunes
+drew bringing around hot chocolate (no, it did not taste like beer)
+mass freak out when sarah informed us that britney shaved her head
good things.
now, goodnight.
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| srsly?! |
[13 Feb 2007|08:48pm] |
so eliza, kaci, and i just ordered food from butterfly.
my fortune cookie said:
"one of these days you will realize how futile your life really is."
(oh, but it gets worse)
eliza's fortune cookie, opened immediately after mine:
"something you just heard will become extremely useful."
thanks, thailand. i think fortune is trying to make me kill myself.
ps. futile: "incapable of producing any useful result, pointless."
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