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8/18/2004

Travel poi

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One backpack.
Very little space.
Clothes.
Prescriptions.
Books.

Can I fit a pair of poi, too?

I’d really like to continue practicing this art while I’m gone, but my fire poi are out of the question. I would have to check them every time I fly, and that is just not an option.

But should I spend twenty-five bucks on a set of practice poi?
What if I decide a few weeks into the trip that they take up too much space?
Can I justify spending that money when it’s looking like I will have to spend almost a thousand dollars on anti-malarial pills?

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Tick-tock

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Listen…
It’s getting closer…
(ribbit-ribbit)

Don’t worry if you don’t get it, most people won’t.

Four weeks from now we will be in London. Where did the time go? There are so many things to finish, and so little time to finish them in! Amazingly enough, I am not freaking out yet. If you know me well, you will agree that this is truly amazing. I think the reality will set in more in a couple weeks when I am officially unemployed.

In case you don’t believe me about the “little time” comment, here’s my schedule for the next few weeks.

Friday, 8/20:
-Fly home from Seattle
-Go to Li’s birthday party

Saturday, 8/21:
-Get blood tests (just to make sure everything works before leaving)
-Dentist appointment
-10 year high school reunion

Sunday, 8/22:
-Pack and clean
-Maybe make it to HS Reunion barbecue (because I’d like to see my friends’ kids, and kids are not invited to the real reunion)

Monday, 8/23:
-Fly to Seattle for work

Tuesday, 8/24:
-Fly to San Diego for work

Friday, 8/27:
-Fly home
-Pack and prep for move

Saturday, 8/28:
-Pack and prep for move

Sunday, 8/29:
-Move! (put almost everything in storage, and bring a few essentials to Vlad’s parents’ house)

Monday and Tuesday, 8/30-31
-Work from home
-Pack for Burning Man

Wednesday-Sunday, 9/1-5:
-Burning Man

Then it gets vague. On the way home from Burning Man, Vlad and I will stop in at my Dad’s top hang out with my family for a day or two. Then we’ll have a week left during which to take our Typhoid pills, sell our cars (if they don’t sell, we have people who will sell them for us), plan some sort of bon voyage party, and finish whatever we have to finish before we leave on 9/14.

I think it would be a little different if I lived at home on weekdays. I’d have more time becuase I could take an hour in the middle of the day to go to the doc or dentist, or run an errand. It’s ok, though, my reward for the last year and three months of work-travel is a year of leisure travel with the love of my life… not too shabby. =)

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8/15/2004

test LJ

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testing

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8/9/2004

Binge

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See Caryn diet.
See Caryn shrink.
See Caryn stop shrinking.
See Caryn get angry.
See Caryn get even more angry.
See Caryn tumbling from the wagon.

Grr.

It’s frustrating to watch the person I’m dieting with lose three times as much weight as I. To start getting bored with food, only to find that, lo and behold, I’m not losing weight any more!

So yesterday I cheated a little. And today I jumped off the wagon with a flying leap. Screw it, I’m not losing weight anyway!

Since it’s my last night at the Four Seasons, I splurged on my room-service dinner. Mushroom bisque, fried chicken, steamed asparagus and broccoli (skipped the corn and taters), I ate bread, and I ordered the vanilla bean creme brulee.

Muaaaahahahahahahah! Tomorrow I will go back to my diet, because I do need to lose just a bit more, and keep the weight off until Burning Man. Gotta fit into my black leather pants which are part of my poi spinning costume. I wouldn’t care, but the group I spin with has a theme going, and I’d be the only one sans leather pants if I balloon up again. So yes, tomorrow I return to my high protien, no bread, only good carbs from whole veggies, fruits, and grains diet.

But tonight I made my tastebuds very happy. =)

8/6/2004

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All good things must come to an end. Great.

8/5/2004

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7/26/2004

I’m famous!

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It appears that my name was drawn from the hat for this week.
(hit the link and page down once)

http://prospectpanthers.com/classmates.htm

What a dork!

But hey, now you see the whole image from which I snagged my LJ pic.
(ps- Steph rocks the camera, yo!)

pps- I’m getting old!

Peep

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Yes, you will hear one from me every once in a while. A peep, that is.

I’m still alive and kicking.
Way too busy for words.
And edging toward the feeling of being overwhelmed.

I’m giving 30 days notice to work on Wednesday.
My last day there will be the 27th of August.

Then we will have four days to pack
E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G we want to see again
into storage.
Oh, and get ready for Burning Man, because we leave on the 1st.

Return from Burning Man the following week,
probably on the 5th or 6th.

Stop in for a quick visit at my Dad’s house.

Have some sort of bon voyage deal with local friends and family.
Probably on the 11th.

Then we have a couple days to relax before flying out on 9/14.

What else? Only vaccinations, selling cars, insurance, accommodations, itineraries, and, and, and…

Oh, and by the way, I’m supposed to be practicing at not stressing out. Good time to do it, I should have thought of this sooner.

6/28/2004

Love Hate

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Another night at the Four Seasons.
Life’s rough.

After searching for a somewhat private place to practice my poi, I returned to my room. I walked in, noted that the room service people had come to clean up the dinner mess – good. But upon sniffing the air, I detected the fragrance of some kind of fruit… berries…

Now, before you go gag, thinking this is another romantic gesture by my sweet boyfriend, let me tell you: it is not.

What is waiting in my room, though?

A veritable mountain of chocolate dipped strawberries.
Right next to a chilled bottle of bubbly and two champagne flutes.
With a card from the general manager, thanking me for my continued business.

Errrr… ok.

Not that I, or even my work, pays for my stay here. I’m working here and the room’s comped! But whatever. The important part is this:

Fuckers broke my goddamned diet!

And, yet again, what a sad, sad waste. A romantic and yummy dessert for two, and I’m here alone. It would have been worth breaking the diet if I were nibbling chocolate dipped strawberries and sipping nice sparkling wine with my sweetie. But no. I gorged on sugar alone. At least I can bring the bubbly home. Not that I feel like drinking it.

Grr.

It’s Official

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Looks like this September holds more than one exciting thing for me.

Not only do I leave this place, to begin a yearlong journey around the world…

…but before I leave, I will spin fire in a group of 600 fire dancers, with 30,000 people watching.

Add practice and costumery to the list of a billion and one things I need to do in the next couple months.

By the way, we’re at about eleven weeks until our plane leaves.
Eleven.
Weeks.

I could almost faint!

6/25/2004

Treats

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2:24 PM Conversation
Me: “My flight gets in at 5:00… Ok, so I’ll see you when you’re done with your family, later tonight… Oh, you’re at the store? Could you pick up something extra for me to make myself for dinner tonight?”

4:55 PM Text Message
Him: “Hey!! There is a file ‘dinner.doc’ on my desktop. It is for you, and is about your dinner. Enjoy!”

5:55 PM Excerpt from document entitled “dinner.doc”
Him: “There is food for ya in the fridge! I made thom kha gai. It actually turned out pretty damn good! Have some. Have tons! MMMMmmmm. Watch out, the usual culprits are hiding inside (galangal, lemon grass, and huge chili chunks)!! Oh, watch out for lime rind too! I added no chili paste, so you’ll have to do it yourself. Also, there is some coriander leaves (ew) in the fridge so you can add them too if you’d like… (although, I’m not sure if I bought the right thing). I also bought some salad greens, asparagus, and there’s a cup of chicken in our drawer in the fridge.”

My dinner was yummy!

6/17/2004

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6/14/2004

Blue Moon

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It must be.
I am, after all, posting.
So neglectful, I know.
But you know the story, morning glory,
You know the word, mocking bird.
Work, work, work, fun, laundry, work, work…
Blah biddy blah, biddy biddy, blah blah.

Real news?

Airline tickets are purchased.
Well, the first set, anyway.
The journey begins September 14, 2004.
One way tickets to London’s Heathrow airport, and then…
Planes, trains, and automobiles
to wherever our hearts desire.
A year, or more or less,
depending on how quickly the money goes.

Anything else?

Well, yeah, sorta…
Diet.
Health.
Changes.

I’m sick of this chunk I’ve accumulated.
Over the squish, really, it was so 2003.
So South Beach Diet, here I come.
Shed four pounds in the first two weeks.
Not bad.
Eating healthfully when forced to eat in restaurants
Five days a week
Is pretty tough, though.
The diet was actually supposed to cause
Seven to thirteen pounds of weight loss
In the first two weeks.
Not for me, though.
Either my metabolism is so disgustingly sluggish
That I can’t lose weight right,
Or I wasn’t able to stick to the diet correctly
Due to the traveler’s diet.
Methinks it be a combo of the two.

I’ve taken up an exercise program, too.
Since the only thing I can fit into my luggage
Is a jump rope and two resistance bands,
Guess what I got.
If you guessed a jump rope and two resistance bands,
You’re right!
Good job, smarty pants. ;)

Yar.
Tired.
Just zoned out for several minutes, staring at the wall.
I was thinking about poi, to be honest.
A friend of Vlad’s invited me to join her fire conclave.
Translation: Spin fire with her and some other folks as part of the pre-burn fire performance at Burning Man.
Errrr… scary! I’m interested in preacticing with her, though.

Ok, enough.
Must iron and sleep.

5/26/2004

Fun from <lj user=osby>

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1.)Copy and paste this into your journal:
<*font color="yourusername"> <*b>yourusername<*/b> <*/font>
2.) (Eliminate the asterisks)
3.)See what color you are.

Me? I’m girlcrayon .

*Edit after seeing result*
So, green, huh?
I never thought to associate myself with green.
The color that represents envy.
The color of grass, and new leaves.
One of the many colors of the ocean.
The color of my lover’s eyes.

5/6/2004

Proud new momma…

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…of my own little corner of the schminnernet.

It doesn’t do anything yet, just point.
To here.
Kinda like a newborn just sleeps.
With a squished face only a mother could love.
Awww… http://www.girlcrayon.com
You’re boring, but you’re mine, and I love you!

(Don’t tell it the only reason it has this name is that I couldn’t think of anything else that was me-like.)

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