darcy

It's finally starting to be nice and warm here. I love getting to wear less clothes. I hate how biking makes skirts totally impractical. Sometimes I do it anyway and flash my drawers to the whole city. It makes me self-concious. Today I ran into friends and had stimulating, in-depth conversations about urban planning, global economics, and the bias inherent in academia. It ruled. I...
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I went to a couple weird shows this week. Friday nite I saw Against Me! which was kind of disappointing. The band was good but the crowd was a bunch of obnoxious jerks and I got shoved around and crushed by a bunch of huge boys. I was not feeling the community lovin' that Against Me! are all about. Tonight I went to a house...
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Today I went to a rad show. I saw Mirah and a folk trio from Hungary. Saturday night I made organic curry and it ruled. Even though I didn't use enough coconut milk. I need to cook more, and get comfortable cooking more than like four different dishes. All I ever make is spaghetti, lentil soup, brocolli soup, tofu scramble, and now curry. Not that...
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This weekend was pretty cool. I got dronk for free, worked alot, and had sex. Then someone tried to jack my bike (mostly unsuccessfully) and I ate chili cheese fries.

The slumber party was hella fun and ridiculous. It was exactly how anyone might imagine it: lots of cute girls in frilly panties getting drunk and kissing eachother! Yay! The rest of my week has been kind of eh, although I'm finally applying for jobs, which is still exciting at this point. Hey Stormy - no, you're cute! Hey Katie - yeah, Andrew mentioned that...
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Last night I went to a house show and drank a bottle and a half of Boone's Strawberry Hill. The Scurvy Masters were rad pirate punk replete with banjo, keyboard and accordian, and Electric Eye blew the fucking lid off. There was so much energy in that room, everyone jumping around, screaming, and spilling beer on eachother.
Today I found out that the lease on...
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The first few times riding around with no sleeves in the spring... nothing compares. Riding my bike across town today I felt strong, stronger than I have in awhile. It's so exciting to feel your endurance grow. I'm sorry that my journal is all about biking... it's just that it's all I care about. Friday night I'm going dancing. Like for fun, with clothes on....
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Wow, what a fabulous weekend, all around. Friday night I went to a dance party and danced my ass off in a smelly basement with a bunch of cute people, then got to ride my bike drunk to the bar where we ate fried stuff, then got to walk home at dawn with a new friend, talking about whatever. Then Saturday afternoon was beautiful and...
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There is one letter in the new Willamette Week about the SG story in last week's edition. It is a dumb, repressed, trash talking letter. It made me mad. Repressed people are dumb. The Willamette Week is extra dumb. The Mercury is also dumb. Dumb free weeklies make me want to go back to college and become a journalist at free weeklies and make them...
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I went to this party the other night. There were lots of cute boys there, but the best part was when I got to ride this guy's BMX to the store for more beer. Even though it was too late and they wouldn't sell to me when I got there. It had actually stopped raining for five minutes but Division was black and shiny with...
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Wow, everybody is so nice here! I read the Willamette Week article today, it was kinda weird. It was funny to read from a sort of inside perspective. Especially because I was reading bits aloud to my friend's roommate, who doesn't know I posed for the site. Is it really more exclusive than Harvard? Heh, I should tell my grandparents that, maybe they'll get off...
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