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SHIT. i love carole king. for some reason it reminds me of stephanie jones. did we listen to carole king a lot when we lived in charleston?? isnt it weird how we can totally block things out that other people totally remember perfectly? I find this happening more and more. My friend esme has a mind like a steel trap and she tells me things about myself i dont even know. I saw a lot of old friends from El Paso tonight. It felt really good to hang out with people who i grew up with and i trust and who i dont feel are weird fucking people i dont really know and am still trying to figure out. i feel like i keep meeting people or getting close to people and then they like do something weird that totally throws me off and im like aw man i thought you were cool, i thought you werent weird and sure enough... total weirdos. JEANINE, ERIN. WHYYYYYY?
ya know what else i remember? going over to kacies house before school and she would blowdry her hair upside down and be listening to weezer pinkerton or red house painters or radiohead. and her chinchilla. and we would always miss the bus and erins dad would always be the one who would agree to driving us to school

Harper's Weekly Review July 14-21st, 2009
Sonia Sotomayor, who is expected to be confirmed to the
Supreme Court in August, was interrogated for four days by
Democratic and Republican senators of the Senate Judiciary
Committee. Republicans grilled Sotomayor on her legal
positions. Democrats lauded her; Senator Sheldon
Whitehouse (D., R.I.) said that her life story gave him
"piel de gallina," or goose bumps. Sotomayor was, however,
not able to answer when Senator Al Franken (D., Minn.)
asked her to name the one case that Perry Mason
lost. "Didn't the White House prepare you for that?" he
said. Reporters noted that Sotomayor was "a big toucher"
who responded to Republican senators' proffered handshakes
with a warm smile and a squeeze of their shoulders, and
they also pointed out that on the second day of the
hearings, when the judge was asked by Senator Patrick
Leahy (D., Vt.) to explain her "wise Latina woman"
comment, she blinked at least 247 times while answering,
averaging 90 blinks per minute in the morning; that rate
decreased to 50 blinks per minute in the afternoon. At
least four anti-abortion protesters were arrested at the
hearings, including 61-year-old Norma McCorvey, better
known as Jane Roe, the plaintiff in the Supreme Court case
that made abortion legal. A tiny species of Mexican shrew,
previously thought extinct, was rediscovered.
At the convention to honor the hundredth anniversary of
the NAACP, President Obama admonished African Americans
for their poor parenting, telling them they had to start
"putting away the Xbox and putting our kids to bed at a
reasonable hour." Some worried that Obama was no longer
cool after he appeared at the All-Star baseball game
(where he threw a lob ball that didn't clear the plate)
wearing "dad jeans." "I suppose President Obama is indeed
a father, so we should allow him such a strike against
humanity," said one blogger. "I thought he was cooler than
that, somehow." Auditors questioned whether Crocs Shoe
Company, which lost more than $185 million last year,
could remain solvent. The Pope fractured his wrist; the
Episcopal Church voted to overturn a moratorium on
ordaining gay bishops. An amendment to the annual defense
authorization bill that extends federal hate-crimes
protections to gays passed the Senate; and Bill Clinton,
who signed the Defense of Marriage Act that prevented the
federal government from recognizing same-sex marriages
during his presidency, said he is "basically in support"
of gay marriage. Harry and Pepper, gay penguins who since
2003 have nested together at the San Francisco Zoo, broke
up after Harry had an affair with Linda, a recently
widowed penguin who seduced Harry in her deceased
husband's burrow. "To be completely anthropomorphizing,"
said zookeeper Anthony Brown, "Linda seems conniving."
Seventeen-year-old lesbian Cheyenne Cherry pleaded guilty to
charges of animal cruelty for baking her former lover's
kitten in a 500-degree oven, and scientists found that
cats have developed a "soliciting purr" (different from
regular purrs because they are embedded with a "cry") that
can manipulate humans into giving them food and
affection. Walter Cronkite died.
North Korea launched its first television commercial for
Taedonggang beer, the "Pride of Pyongyang," which promises
to relieve stress; stress-relief was also the reason
offered by Japanese manufacturer Wishroom for the success
of its line of male bras. The unemployment rate was rising
for Japan's robots, and, following reports suggesting that
EATR, a steam-powered, biomass-consuming military robot,
could feed on dead bodies, its makers released assurances
that the robot is a vegetarian. Thick dark blobs of
unidentifiable goo were floating in the Arctic Ocean,
divers off the coast of San Diego were attacked by jumbo
flying squid, and at least nine shark-bite survivors went
to Capitol Hill to lobby Senators in defense of sharks. A
German "molecular" chef, using liquid nitrogen to prepare
a dish, blew off his hands, and scientists found that
swearing alleviates pain. Before police rescued him, a
three-year-old Canadian boy spent two hours floating down
Peace River atop his toy truck. Two Chicago teens sneaked
into a 66-year-old man's home while he was watching
television in bed, pulled off his prosthetic legs, and ran
off with them. A brothel in Berlin began offering a
discount to customers who arrive by bicycle. Researchers
found that amphibians enjoy mating by the light of a full
moon.
-- Claire Gutierrez
I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU
Jeanine


So.. after pretty much just daydreaming about all of this jewelry.. i went to the "austin fashion awards" (which was hilarious... come on...) and i actually got something good out of it. we won the award for best salon which was pretty cool...and after about 3 or 4 glasses of champagne i ran into the guy and girl (i forget their names!!! eeee) who make this jewelry and confessed my love for it. I told them how much i looove their jewelry and how they have to do a photo shoot with me for my masks kind of like the last one i did. i totally forgot about this until today and i sent them an email.. i just wish i had a photographer since i am terrible with that. Hopefully it all works out, all of their jewelry is amazing. I am going to save money every month to buy a piece! I want alllll of it!!!



I took my aunt to natures treasures today, my favorite crystal store. I told her about how I gave Matt a citrine crystal when he got a new job. Old merchants used to put citrine crystals in their cash boxes because they believed it would bring them more money. So my aunt bought me a big piece of citrine. It is my biggest crystal. I usually just buy little ones. So far I have two pieces of citrine, 1 amethyst point, 1 piece of pyrite, and 2 pieces of rose quartz. I also have a kind of fossil horse bone. My aunt also has some cool coyote teeth she is saving for me that she found in her backyard. I dont know what my fascination is with crystals and bones ... I also really love teeth. They have rhinoceros teeth at natures treasures too. They're suuuper old. like maybe millions of years... maybe I should quit my career as a hairdresser and become an archaeologist! I also think it would be really fun to go somewhere where there is an abundance of certain crystals and go on a hunt! I have been trying to find somewhere in Austin to go bone hunting.. but im trying to stay away from cattle ranches... that is the only place I hear you can find a lot. I want to find ones that happened naturally... I was telling Tyler my idea about how I want to start this thing called HUNT and do things with old bones and teeth, and she was saying how she wasn't into that, and I was like oh DUH shes vegan, im an asshole. So it got me thinking... maybe I should just look where the animals are all wild and their deaths happened naturally. Matt hung up this roll of paper in the living room and my bone was hanging on the wall on the outside and it fell and broke into three pieces. ( I'm not mad.. it was for a good cause, now we have this cool roll of paper that hangs in the living room and everyone can draw on it when they come over.) Anyways.. I was thinking I could do something with the pieces? Not sure though, yet.
Another cool thing about citrine is that it promotes optimisim and gets rid of negative energy. Oh yeah I used to also have this piece of selenite, which is good for like balancing your energy.. and I had this piece that you could hold between your pointer finger and thumb... Well the day after I got it i was walking out of my closet and I looked down and it was broken in half on the floor! Of course. 



i will do this if not...
just kidding :)
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looking around my room today- it is a mess. as usual, there are clothes and half finished projects everywhere. i feel kind of confined to this room because i have roommates. i can't wait to live alone. i want to be able to write my name all over the walls and sleep on the living room floor with my glasses on. i want to be able to wake up in the morning half naked and make tea in my kitchen. i also dont care if my home looks like a peacock threw up all over it, which i have had to tone down living with boys. i have to think twice about things being too girlie and wondering which lines i can cross..
the other night i got a little bit drunk... i had a friend over and knocked over a wine glass by my bed and it shattered and i didnt clean it up until the next night.. i mean who cleans up broken glass drunk? i dont. the point is i knew where not to step. i also knocked over a candle in the kitchen... broken glass all over the stove.. had to clean that up.. was drunk, not sure i did such a good job cause my roommate stepped in some the next day apparently. I, however, would have avoided that spot until the glass was picked up. mind you, all this broken glass business happened in one night... not really sure what im trying to say.. but mainly it is... if i lived alone i could avoid the broken glass, but i have to consider others and sometimes you just dont have time for that, or if you are me you are really scatter brained and sometimes just forget things.
i want to come home at two in the morning and stumble around my living room and turn on all the lights and make a lot of noise.
im mostly just waiting to feel "at home" at my home.
shit, i have been complaining a lot this week. maybe i need a drink? maybe i need to break some glasses?
luv, sara


Party Kingdom Bistro
Thai/Vietnamese, American
1739 Maybank Hwy.
James Island
(843) 795-5701
Prices: Inexpensive ($6-$9.50)
Serving: Lunch, Dinner, and Weekend Brunch
A giant pink octopus awaits your arrival at the Party Kingdom, as do a half-dozen Skee-Ball lanes, mazes of indoor playground equipment, various Taiwanese video consoles, an entire build-your-own-teddy-bear room complete with a 12-foot tall psychedelic-looking mushroom, and piles of candy rivaled only by the cheesy tourist shops lining the City Market. Indeed, it looks as if a giant Asian clown car careened off course, ran over an entire family of Hello Kitties, dragged them through an abandoned Showbiz Pizza Place, and exploded inside the Piggly Wiggly strip mall on Maybank Highway. Throngs of screaming toddlers scuttle underfoot, husbands battle electric terrorists with dual Uzis, and stoned college students — we predict — will soon descend, ogling the electronic flicker of pink video bunnies while munching on fried egg rolls and beef satay.
You could go for any of the dishes and be well served, even by the hotdogs, which could pass muster at The Joe, if they only had pickled okra and hot relish. But most people stop by to try the pho (pronounced fuh), steaming bowls of spicy Vietnamese broth full of tender beef brisket and slippery noodles, served with the requisite plate of Thai basil, bean sprouts, lime wedges, and hot chilies, yet deceptively obscured by the day-glo cacophony of family fun.
Pho may be the national dish of Vietnam, eaten by millions daily, and derived from a cross-cultural amalgamation of French, Chinese, Southeast Asian, and (here at least) American influences, but it hides in the corners of our town, often inside an Asian grocery or on the back page of a Thai menu.
Pho Bac tried to infiltrate the mainstream in Mt. Pleasant a couple of years ago only to pack up shop and move to North Chuck. Their bowls of pho display the deep, complex spiciness of a long-simmered broth, offering the full gamut of permutations including the pho dac biet, the house special that is the Vietnamese equivalent of the proverbial "refrigerator soup," if you happened to have some beef flank, brisket, tripe, and meatballs hanging around in the bottom drawer. Of course, one should always ask for extra beef tendon for full effect.
Down on Rivers Avenue, Pho No. 1 does a brisk business in the H&L Market, even if most people stop by the cash-only restaurant counter to buy whole crispy ducks smelling of anise, ginger, and cloves, heads still attached. On a good day, the "rare" beef won't be overcooked, and the broth will have the redolence of a Saigon market rather than the steamy scent of sweaty socks that leaves you wishing you had grabbed two ducks and run home with some spicy rice noodles, hoisin sauce, and a bottle of Gewürztraminer.
The perfect bowl, the kind that my Vietnamese neighbor Lang makes, squirms with fat noodles in a broth deeply flavored by beef bones and star anise, perhaps with a dash of Srirachi and a few torn sheaves of Thai basil. This kind of pho can be hard to find — which is why people are lining up at the Party Kingdom to farm their kids off to a Japanese whack-a-mole game painted in 15 shades of bright pink.
Lang often travels to China and Vietnam for months at a time, so you'll find us down at Party Kingdom, three-year-old in tow, glasses all steamed up, with a sloppy mess dribbling down our shirts and a big, five-spice smile on our faces. The menu has other stuff too: lemongrass beef skewers; gigantic spring rolls packed with shrimp, noodles, and fresh basil leaves; super-spicy piles of beef salad overflowing with ginger and fish sauce that coat the tendrils of meat; mountains of Pad Thai noodles bound by a sticky sweet peanut crunch, cut only by a cold squirt of lime. And the kids can scarf down pizza, or chicken tenders, or some other American fare, or perhaps branching out to the crispy coconut shrimp, my daughter's favorite.
For me it's all about the pho, but don't even think about asking for my Skee-Ball tickets. I'm trading them in on an AstroPop for dessert.
