now the balcony connected to my window

can be used for drying clothes!
the sun, it shines.
santa cruz sea glass is a jewelry line.
i wonder if they need
glass collectors.

strange new species keep getting discovered.
i wish i could travel around & be a professional "discover-er"
finding all sorts of giant koalas,
rodent goats, and pygmy aye ayes.
hopefully, i'll get into zooarchaeology next fall!

the finished product:
i've come to the conclusion that we do exist.
it was ambiguous the other day.
---
O great and lovely earth,
we bow down to your greatness.

idle idle idle idle.
protect the nest.

i swam

(through the apple i was eating).

quarks & antiquarks.
who's afraid of red, yellow, and blue?

writing a paper about a painting
i am unsure about
while trying to follow an unclear prompt
is difficult,
esp when holding/eating a stick of cotton candy
(in the library).
blue sticky droplets are appearing on my notes.
;; ; ; ; ; ;; ;;
i just stood outside dominique's window
& called her name multiple times.
she didn't answer.
so i went inside to find her, and then
she refused my cotton candy offering :-(
so i watched it dissolve in h2O
and left a mess in their sink.
a blue
mess.

rothko might have something to say about this.

My skin smells like sunscreen, salt, and summer.

Angela and I went to the boardwalk beach today.
It was wonderful, sunny, and perfect.

We waded in clear water, collecting sea glass and shell bits.

thanks book, for propping lulu up

"yeah, and you just like, do the whole dripping thing"

:)

someone spit and it landed in my hair...

looks can be deceiving.
we dug for clothes in the $5 bin at Jezdebel's,
browsed antique stores, and eventually headed back to campus.

Martin, Michael and I went trekking in the forest.
(Michael is visiting from LA)

I felt it was about time I saw a banana slug.
the forest god decided it was about time too:

on the way, after encountering bones, a mattress, and poison ivy,
we came upon a shrine in a tree trunk.
There was a wooden box full of notes, we read them all..

:)

pink fungus!

growing on a log

we climbed down:

the dining hall is closed tonight,
so i resorted to eating the only food i could find:

he saw me, climbed under the fence,
onto the road, and looked at my foot.

the view, as usual

kaleidoscoped ellen on skype:

"see? my narrowmindedness paid off"
-ellen s.

I decided yesterday afternoon to write my
HAVC paper on this:

"and if you, as you say, are moved only by
their color relationship, then you miss the point"
-rothko.

i suddenly smelled turpentine
& heard

La Noyee.

she's eating the raspberries off her fingers
plucking them off; 1-2-3.
seeds.

I snipped this skirt.

it was knee-length-ish but now
it is birthmark-length-ish.
i just noticed that the birthmark
on my thigh resembles a chromosome
(well more like one sister chromatid)

here's a postcard from mcsweeny.
i made a list of things i want to do.

according to someone, i have contracted
"kaleidoscopia"

jeffjoseph&alex's room smells like meat and candy.
[] /\[]
sumtimes, i dun even noe.

walking to the dining hall one morning,
i found a clump of wire smashed into a flat disk.
after some untwisting, bead stringing, and re-twisting,
it became a necklace!

i can't enter the world market bazaar without going wild.
made from pearl:

the owners travel around the world and
collect unique looking jewelry.
java, bali, sulawesi, etc.

I invested in a kaleidoscope today.

It has an Impressionist print on the tube.
apologies for the clunking bumping noises.

kumquat kaleidoscoping'
(w/ moroccan olive bread & goat cheese)
in blooming.

he[] refuses literature before 1950.

she[] wears an angel suit
but the twinkle of mischief shows.
she[] cautiously nibbles then brightens.
i add 3 more to my castle.
yes, we all have them(dreams).
florence and the machine.

"i was going to go have a slumber party with him[dan deacon]

and eat icecream and talk about boyz and stuf"
-n8.
also, he let me use his back
for exhibiting the pretty aquatic items
i found at the beach.
---
if you are curious about GM foods,
here's the best site that sums it all up very well.
also, stay away from inorganic soybeans and margarine!

"living flesh imparted a flowing
movement to what seems to us too stiff"

i was eavesdropping on a stranger's conversation:
"spring in santa cruz is like, the best thing ever"

yes, yes it is.

dear lulu, you are my beloved little lumix.

humans should evolve to spin webs.

after wandering around the forest, i went to mchenry
and completed a nice chunk of work.

"once i was told that i should not observe the ritual dances,
otherwise i would die"
-writes professor triloki nath pandey in
"India Man" among American Indians.

deer crossing.

knee sun,
skinner []s and sig.f and his selfego.
the koi pond.
and it said to me:

chocolate covered mango & honeycomb

lamb, salmon & duck
quiche & bagel sandwiches
artichokes & potatoes & brussel sprouts
truffle cheese & olive bread
^bestest foods in the world^

here is a frog-like amphibian
fluorescent spindle fibers.
glaring. staring.

always bring your own sunshine.

This is a four-story rain forest.

I chased a butterfly trying to photograph him
but he was too nimble.

living roof(of the previous picture)

nadya's favorites:

Nadya and I had quite the adventure this weekend.
from Santa Cruz>>San Jose>>Berkeley>>
Oakland>>San Francisco>>Pacifica>>
back to haus 7.

We visited this wonderful place on saturday
after Nadya's eye scare.

curator says it's real.

he sat there, not moving for a very long time.

butterflies and tropical birds flew around freely
in the four-story rain forest.

bart.

last shot before lulu died.

I can't wait to iron claude patch onto my backpack :D
I should sleep before I pass out.

Plastic parrots are strung across nadya's window.
I'm sitting on her bed, in her empty house
(which was designed by a student of frank lloyd wright).

area rugs cover the floors.
>>earthy tones<<
trinkets from all over the world line window sills.
paintings are hung in the hallways.


Her mom took her to the optometrist this morning at 7am.
I awoke and now I have the entire house to myself.

I already skypped with my mom,
& wandered around the rooms for a while.
i began to feel hungry
so i ate 1 strawberry i found on the counter.
hmm now what.

porter koi pond.
i wish stevenson had pets.

capillaries he says.
the wontons cured me.

Then one day, we noticed the striking similarities
between the posters we each put up.