Sunday, 9. August 2009, 19:01:23
class, random skit, school, marcus
For my new existance as a commuting student I purchased some fun stuff. I'm kind of enjoying my school supplies way too much, and I'm going to share them here. The pictures are from my cell phone because my sister is still in Europe, still closer to my Marcus than me, and of course, still in possession of my camera.
I don't have to buy the overpriced meal plan so instead I'm planning on bringing my own lunch. Hence the super-cool pink bag. with the cool clear window so I can keep an eye on things. 
The cuppy thing is for breakfast. I have a 9am class in Louisville, 45 minutes away without adding in morning traffic and I don't do mornings. I need this class and this is the only time it is offered, so I'm planning ahead.
This is so much fun. It screws apart and each half opens up. The bottom part has fun pink freezy stuff that keeps your milk cold. the cereal goes into the top and there's even a little spoon that clips into the lid.
Kind of sad that I find such small things amusing, but its the little things that count, small victories 
The small victories should help me be frugal and healthy. I don't want to pay too much for muffins or donuts or the breakfast bar that all have too many calories and very little nutrition. Hopefully, the cost will add up and I'll make it to Marcus.
As for coffee, I plan to make it at home or use these handy dandy instant coffee 'tea'bags, the vanilla iced coffees will be a test to resist, but as I'm usually late anywhere I go, making it to class by 9 is enough of a challenge, not to mention getting to campus early enough to visit the cafe. So I believe I'm safe and that much closer to a plane ticket to Sweden. 
muse
Friday, 7. August 2009, 17:52:53
Thoreau, summer, government, politics
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Does it count as summer reading if school starts on Monday? My college starts freakishly early, but the advantage is that I'll be done with finals before November 20.
disclaimer-I make no political implication whatsoever. I think they're all liars with no concept of reality, regardless of party affiliation or political orientation. Now that the cynicism is over let's get you back to your regularly scheduled post:
The summer before my first stint at college I decided for no good reason, for no reason at all actually, that I would read a volume of the collected works of Thoreau some publisher compiled and I happened upon at the library. I sifted through a lot of boring and pretentious opinions about inane things like the kinds of berries in New England and the colors of leaves. It was actually very good training on how to skim and great preparation for the reading requirements of 'higher' education.
However, in addition to some interesting poems, I found a transcription of his lectures on civil disobedience to the state of Mass. and the federal government in order to hasten the abolition of slavery and end of the Mexican-American War. This is really cool stuff. It is credited with influencing thinkers like Ghandi and Dr. King-and don't forget of course- me.
My favorite quote. "But even suppose blood should flow. Is there not a sort of blood shed when the conscience is wounded? Through this wound a man's real manhood and immortality flow out, and he bleeds to an everlasting death. I see this blood flowing now." I make no effort to imply any current applications for his words. There are too many.
You can read it here.
muse
Monday, 3. August 2009, 05:30:46
boomer, random skit, lemons, home remedies
So I have a home remedy to share, and not like that one guy on the info-mercials either. We like to keep things nice and free around here. I found it because this is the third ear infection I've had in around a month and a half, and I don't have insurance, I can only afford to go to the dr and get f***ed in the a**, I mean, shot in the a** so many times in a row. Like the censorship *'s? But really the shot I got was pretty expensive.
One of my infections was a middle ear infection, which this is not for. For that kind you go to the dr, if you don't it can get in your inner ear and then into your brain! Don't let the ear infection monster eat your brain, just go to the dr! You can tell the difference between an external and a middle ear infection based on the symptoms, and if you really want to know, go to webmd, I'm not a Dr. although I have spent about as much time in college as one.
Two ear infections were external ear infections, aka swimmer's ear. Even though I haven't been swimming since the last time when I got second degree sunburns, I wrote about it here
For these ear infections I used a home remedy and put lemon juice in my ear. Just a few drops every so often. My directions are sooooo scientific and accurate. I just kind of played the dosing by ear, Ha! I'm so funny! Seriously, you can kind of feel when to do it again. This home remedy works only if your ear infection is bacterial. It has to do with the pH balance in the ear and the acidic lemon juice changes it so that the ear is not an environment that the bacteria can live in and they die and you feel better. I just use the lemon juice in a container that looks like a lemon, but real lemons are good too if you're into that whole organ, authentic, non concentrated, non preserved fruit thing.
The lemon juice has really helped me. This is the second ear infection it has cleared up for me. It does sort of burn and itch in the ear sometimes. I felt like a dog with ear mites pawing at my ear trying not to scratch.
So there it is, go forth and cure yourselves.
muse
PS. I do have some poetry and artistical-type things to post soon.
Sunday, 2. August 2009, 17:07:43
sisters, garden, life, depression
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Let's try this again shall we? That most recent previous post was a bad day. I've done other things in the past 2 years. Now I will make a list while my computer searches for the beasties that have corrupted it.
Managed not to flunk out of school, that has to count for something.
Spent weeks of nights watching my grandma in the hospital. She didn't know where she was and couldn't understand what was going on. My mom and dad stayed when they could during the day and I sat up nights with her. Mostly she slept which was good but the dementia is worse at nights when she didn't. Mostly they gave her her own room so it wasn't hard on another sick patient. Luckily, the colon cancer wasn't colon cancer after all.
Made my own compost bin and started composting. It wasn't ready to use this spring but perhaps I'll spread it out over the plants this fall.
Started recycling. Now if I can only get my parents to do it . . .
Planted herb garden. This is something I have wanted to do for a long time. Mostly so I could have fresh herbs to cook with. The grocery stores don't stock them. Makes me long for Wild Oats in louisville or even Whole Foods that took over Wild Oats, boo for that. I have cilantro, basil, sage, catnip, lavender, mint, thyme, lemon thyme, lemon balm, citronella, rosemary and I think that's all. Haven't cooked with any of them yet, haven't had the heart to cut any bits off, they look so pretty all green and growing. I really want to plant some stevia, as well. I think I'm going to pot them and bring them in this winter. I wish I could put pictures, but I've given my camera to my sister, she's in Europe for the next 10 days.
Planted teeny regular garden, several tomato plants, strawberries, cantelope and perhaps a squash. I endeavored to plant more, but time got away from me when I was in the dark. The tomatos are growing nicely. The strawberries less so. It is my fault though, I haven't been out working or weeding or anything since I staked the tomatoes and got horrible poison ivy. I'm not going back out there until my Dad comes in and pulls it. I crawled around in the dirt and had it all over me. It was awful. The only reason its mostly gone now, is that some antibiotics I took for an ear infection were also for skin infections.
Went to Nikki's wedding. Nikki is my best friend. I miss her. She lives in Missouri with her new husband. I don't really know him. But we have been friends since freshman orientation on my first shot at college. She's the kind of friend and person I wish I could be more like. It was beautiful and wonderful like weddings are. I gave her a book of Pablo Neruda. Who we both love even though she has better Spanish than me. I am working on a wedding shawl, I am knitting it out of mohair wrapped around silk and to a pattern to look like angel wings. I hope it looks like butterfly wings for my Nikki. I didn't get it finished for the wedding I hope I will soon. I will elaborate when I have some finished pictures.
She loves butterflies there are little crystal ones glued to her veil. She did the fleurs herself. I'm not proud or anything
My sister and Nikki's nephew, we've been trying to get them together since they were children. Aren't they cute together?
The haircut I mentioned was a big things too, I donated 11 or so inches to locks of love. I'm glad they take dyed hair now.
I'm sure I've done more things, but I have to go help move my sister now. She is moving out of her college apartment. She's graduating. Well, she will graduate when she pays the university the money she owes them from her student loan that she spent on beer and parties instead of school. We won't go into numbers, but its significant. I hope she has her stuff packed. Don't want to be doing that all night.
I have some new words in a good order to post soon as well,
muse
Thursday, 18. June 2009, 04:49:11
life, depression
Sad and true. There isn't much to tell to catch up on my life since my last post. I've kept this on my speed dial (love speed dial) but with living so hard I didn't have the energy to say anything. Even so, I never forgot or left in my heart.
I moved from school back home. This was good because my mental state wasn't ok and because it's free to live at home. I had an internship over the summer. I moved in with my grandparents because it is a closer commute to school and their deteriorating health required either someone to help or a move to assisted living or nursing facility.
I didn't make much progress in school last year and wasted more tuition money. I haven't given up though. I keep trying and keep wasting more money. The depression wins more than I admit. My paltry victories include things like getting my haircut, keeping up with housework (well mostly), playing guitar, and attending a wedding I promised to be at.
Which brings us to this summer. I still live with my grandparents. I've begun helping care for my maternal grandmother, affectionately known as Momo, when needed as well. I'd like to save enough to take classes this fall and finish where I'm at with an Associate's degree to show for my efforts, so that I can start again somewhere else. Finally, after 6 years of assorted college experiences, I think I want to be a teacher. Not sure what kind. Either a Reading Specialist or an English teacher. My dream would be to teach at a university, but reality lowers my hope to any degree for all the money I've borrowed and just to be employed.
In, 'The Birds Do Thus,' Robert Frost writes, "Life's not so short/I care to keep/The unhappy days;/I choose to sleep." That could be mine, except it would have to be ammended from days to years that I've been sleeping through. That just isn't good enough anymore. Maybe someday soon there will be more to report again.
~ muse
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