christ what a day.
that is all.

movin' on up.

so shit, i have to move into a new house again. all of my cool roommates are moving out in may, leaving me and helena with the shitty leftover roommates who are taking over the house. actually, i am totally fine with this, as i was planning on moving anyways-- just not so soon. i have been craigslisting some potential places for me and helena to go, so hopefully we can stay together as roommates and not have to be split up into the random houses of strange people. fuck, we live in the random house of strange people now, so i guess it couldn't get too much worse, right?

in other news, i am fucking OBSESSED with the new season of flight of the conchords. it is so tragic that this is the last season. sigh.

a letter.

dear you,

you know who you are. and i want you to leave my friends alone and quit trying to sabotage me. just because things didn't work out between us and you have cooked up some crazy crackpot conspiracy theories about why i left doesn't mean that you have any fucking right in the world to try and ruin my true friendships and relationships out of malice and spite and jealousy. the past is the past. let it go; i know i sure have. until today, that is, when you made me so mad because i found out what you said to her. if you ever really cared about me at all, you will let my friends be and let them lead their own lives without trying to fuck up my relationships with them. it's only the right thing to do. have you ever tried to take that kind of higher route before? oh no, probably not- because you are a miserable, lecherous fucking failure and can't accept your shitty-ass little life the way it is and you have to make everyone else unhappy too.

also, for the love of god, do the right thing and quit lying to your sexual partners about having an std. selective truth-telling and holding back that kind of information isn't just an awful thing to do because it is dishonest and sleazy, but it also endangers lives. own up to your shit and tell them. perhaps by doing that, you can somehow redeem yourself for all the fucked-up manipulative things you have done to everyone...but i doubt it.

sincerely,

kyle

these are a few of my favorite things.

i had to steal this from lauren. and then add on to it.

favorites:
flower = orchid (the white ones with the pink centers)

fruit = ruby red grapefruit (or oranges)

contemporary actor = kevin spacey

contemporary actress = claire danes ("shopgirl" was awesome)

classic actor = marcello mastroianni

classic actress = anouk aimee

contemporary book = "white noise" by don delillo

classic book = "lolita" by vladimir nabokov

contemporary writer = augusten burroughs

classic writer = vladimir nabokov

photographer = man ray

painter = salvador dali

blockbuster movie = "when harry met sally" (yeah, it counts)

indie movie = "harold & maude" (to me, this is the only movie in the world)

foreign movie = "amelie"

classic movie = "the graduate"

animated movie = "wall-e" (fucking rocked)

80s movie = "short circuit"

90s movie = "before sunrise"
contemporary movie = "the royal tenenbaums"

classical musician = mozart

60s band = the beatles

70s band = led zeppelin
80s band = the smiths

90s band = elliott smith

current band = of montreal (at the moment)

record = "building nothing out of something" by modest mouse (also at the moment)
song = "florida" by starfucker

classic tv show = "the golden girls" (it is too a classic- ask paul, he'll back me up)

contemporary tv show = "flight of the conchords"

cartoon = "family guy"

male singer = conor oberst

female singer = chan marshall (aka cat power)

animal = pygmy tarsier (aka the "real-life furby")

mythical creature = nessie

obscure color = periwinkle

actual color = purple

decade (not lived in) = 1920s

decade (lived in) = 1980s

broadway show = "phantom of the opera"

magazine = "national geographic" (also, "bust" is definitely up there)

country = scotland

drink = cuban con panna (or a grapefruit izze)

film character = stephane from "the science of sleep"

novel character = grendel (as portrayed in the john gardner novel)

theme park = slide rock in sedona, arizona (if e. coli is a theme...)

shakespearian play = "hamlet"

non-shakespearian play = "pygmalion" by george bernard shaw

philosopher = albert camus

textile pattern = big polka dots

fabric = bamboo

store = powell's or house of vintage (both in portland)

cuisine = thai (naturally. LTK for life)
perfume = an essential oil blend called "valentine" that is sold in a little shop on hawthorne
nut = honey roasted peanut

christian holiday = christmas (because presents are lovely)

pagan holiday = halloween

national holiday = 4th of july (for the fireworks)

day of the week = sunday (just because i usually have sundays off)

town = flagstaff, arizona

city = portland, oregon

vitamin = d
person (famous) = miranda july
person (familiar) = that's a secret
gift to receive = jewelry
item of clothing = my white tank top with the anatomically correct hearts screenprint
poem = "somewhere i've never travelled, gladly beyond" by e.e. cummings
deity = kali
vehicle = vespa (oh, if only...)
designer = marc jacobs
season = spring

lists.

so my boss is totally letting me take off work to go to coachella with saki. i found out today.
FUCKYEAH.
there is something really beautiful about the feeling that you get when a plan finally begins to come together. now i just have to register my car when i get my next paycheck and then save every last dime i have/earn/find on the ground.
anyways. to do:
-find out whether or not the GRE is necessary for my grad school application (let's hope not...)
-begin grad school application (eep!)
-have a bunch of fun with saki tonight at her brother's show (this is the most likely to happen of almost all listed items)
-be the happy recipient of many kisses tomorrow (undoubtedly the MOST most likely. also-my day off, hoorah!)
-get front tooth refilled (2nd time filling has fallen out. jesus. why?)
-go to social security office (when i have a spare fucking HOUR)
-mail package to john jackson (very belated birthday present)
-possibly move into new, better house (keep fingers crossed. very important item)
-discover more interesting things to blog about; unfortunately, there are none at the moment (sorry)

rest my chemistry.

so if i get a big enough paycheck on friday, coachella is so for real happening. i am excited! it may just be me and my friend saki going, but also maybe my roommate helena. 7 days off of work, though. but it is so totally worth it. even if i was going to the middle of the desert to see just kat and the yeah yeah yeahs weren't even involved, it would be worth it. for sure. last night i had a horrible, painful pang of homesickness. it started in my chest and worked its way down my abdomen, to finally come to rest in the pit of my stomach. i miss my friends and family so very, very much- friday will be 6 months since i have been in arizona. however, portland is going better and better...there is a boyfriend now, and much love. work is going better, and i am going to apply to psu for grad school, starting hopefully in the winter term of this year (late december? early january?). either way, things are looking up. i have never felt this kind of unconditional love and affection before in my life; he knows me so well and loves all my faults and shortcomings despite. i am so incredibly happy, and i have free healthcare! and the government buys me cigarettes with my food stamps. awesome. look out coachella, we are coming!

happy.

so things are finally looking up. i have a home and a gaggle of girlfriends and a steady source of income. and a boy (a boy!) who may be impermanent but is still the best fucking thing in my life right now and my best pdx friend.
i miss arizona, though. i miss the dryness and the (fairly consistent amount of) sun and going to campus coffee bean and wandering around downtown and taking road trips to sedona and seeing the people who i know and love the most. and the familiarity of it all, i miss that. portland is becoming more and more familiar by the minute but it is still so distant and vast in its enormity.
but, i love it here. it is so beautiful and welcoming and alive. i have almost morphed into a city girl.
i had a birthday party, and while it was short-lived, it was nice to have people that cared about me in one room all together. 23 doesn't feel much different than 22, let me tell you.
anyways. kat and i are going to paint coachella hot fucking pink. it will be the best time ever.
miss you all very much.