overexposed, commercialized, handle me with care
reputation changeable

Monday, May 08, 2006

listening to: tori, 59th street bridge song (feelin' groovy)

sometimes it's nice not to have a roommate; there is no one to hear you gasp ridiculously loudly upon discovering, for example, certain live tori amos cover songs.

yays! (it's up at collecting bees if you're interested. which i assume you are.)

at cb there is a thread right now called "best days ever" where we're just talking about random awesome days we've had. here is what i posted!

- In London I picked up Paul Simon's album Rhythm of the Saints at a secondhand shop for pretty cheap, and I put it on my iPod and listened to it for really the first time while I was walking around Regent's Park, which is really, really beautiful. I just walked around and listened to it (I really love the album) and smiled a lot.

- Also in London, one day my friend and I went to Kew Gardens to see the Chihuly glass exhibit, and it was beautiful and we walked around and revelled in the beauty and startled a peacock and visited a giant badger hole and wondered about a vaguely castle-like building in the distance and laughed at Victorian Britons.

- Last summer at camp, the last day we were there, it was just the staff doing cleanup sorts of stuff, and one of my best friends and I hiked up to this place called Pine Haven, which is basically just a little fire circle in the midst of a bunch of, well, pine trees. It was very beautiful and then later that night we had our staff banquet and last campfire and we all sang and cried.

- Two(?) years ago I visited my friend Kait for a week and we went into New York City almost every day, which was all very cool for me because I'd only really ever been there for about a day before. The days kind of blur together but there was one when we saw both a matinee of Movin' Out and then the evening show of Avenue Q, and another where we saw the Metropolitan Museum of Art and Rent (and I met Scary Spice and was so excited!) and we were basically ridiculous and... yes, those were a good series of days.

- I've had a lot of good days on family vacations. One that still stands out even though I was maybe 8 or 9... we were in the Great Smoky Mountains national Park, and we got up early for a sunrise hayride thing, and it was beautiful and we saw an old cemetary and my brother and I were junior rangers. This may have been the same day we saw an old working mill or maybe it wasn't, but that was cool too.

- My sixteenth birthday was pretty amazing. As dorky as this sounds, Megan and I and our families were in San Francisco and we saw Rent and went out to dinner with Curtis Cregan, which we thought was impossibly cool, and met up with my friend Keith who I'd known on the internet for a few years but had never met in person.

I'm kind of a dork, it would seem!

posted by ~renata~ at 8:21 PM
(1) commented with care

email me
home
arrr-chives
who's who?
about me
site history
blogtree
everybody's got somebody
lj friends
mary
meagna
megan
priscellie
taaalia

the best thing i've ever found
scott adams
cute overload
comics curmudgeon
stuart davis
dooce
jezebel
ken jennings
maru
neil gaiman
john hodgman
dream on
a softer world
cat and girl
dinosaur comics
married to the sea
natalie dee
penny arcade   
thinkin' lincoln
toothpaste for dinner
smell of success
curtis cregan
gods
last.fm
plans
photos
time fies
twitter
writings
i still have some love to give

Widget_logo


www.flickr.com


July 2001
August 2001
September 2001
October 2001
November 2001
December 2001
January 2002
February 2002
March 2002
April 2002
May 2002
June 2002
July 2002
August 2002
September 2002
October 2002
November 2002
December 2002
January 2003
February 2003
March 2003
April 2003
May 2003
June 2003
July 2003
August 2003
September 2003
October 2003
November 2003
December 2003
January 2004
February 2004
March 2004
April 2004
May 2004
June 2004
July 2004
August 2004
September 2004
October 2004
November 2004
December 2004
January 2005
February 2005
March 2005
April 2005
May 2005
June 2005
July 2005
August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
June 2008
September 2008
August 2009


 

< ? compulsive bloggers # >




you've never seen fire until you've seen PELE blow


powered by blogger!



    
Site Meter