tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38260703790980829262011-07-30T12:13:06.459-07:00~A little sincerity is a dangerous thing and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal...~Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.comBlogger1411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-10773333637916054812010-06-16T18:10:00.001-07:002010-06-16T23:44:36.736-07:00

This quote which is from Pierre Bourdieu's Logic of Practice, is one I wish I had committed to memory for the past 4 years. I first read it my second year of undergrad when I was 19. Bourdieu's influence on me I knew had been strong, but being such a dense work, I had never taken the time to go back and re-read the work once I had matured. Obviously, it would've been helpful in many of my

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A great quote to remember as we approach November in Washington State:"First they came for the Communists, and I didn’t speak up, because I wasn’t a Communist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn’t speak up, because I wasn’t a Jew. Then they came for the Catholics, and I didn’t speak up, because I was a Protestant. Then they came for me, and by that time there was no one left to speak up for

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-74091471828187861772009-08-04T09:43:00.000-07:002009-08-04T10:16:27.245-07:00

While my sister read her new library book, I came across an article in the Independent about the oil crisis. When she asked what I was reading I said "A scary article about oil".She laughed and asked how oil could be scary. I told her that everything we do depends on oil and that we're running out.Can't we make more?Well, that's the problem Lilly, we can't make more, we have to find it.Why

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-48784630427232074502009-07-15T09:43:00.000-07:002009-07-15T09:45:35.101-07:00

new challenge:teaching sentence structure to a 7 year old.and an old maxim that came unbidden to my lips from my past: Answer questions in complete sentences.

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-1503844800062971142009-07-02T15:54:00.001-07:002009-07-02T16:01:41.615-07:00

"Lilly, I want you to practice more breathing while you swim. Pull your head up and take a breath in between some strokes.""No, I don't want to. Maybe at the end of the summer.""Well I think you're capable now. Let's just try it a little bit at a time."~~10 minutes pass~~"Why do people need air?""Well there is an element in air called Oxygen that our cells need to do their jobs.""But why do we

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-67905652744574817342009-06-11T19:29:00.000-07:002009-06-11T19:30:30.875-07:00

I'm with her until I see the concept map....Not sure what to make of it.

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-12862583407679781832009-04-02T11:33:00.000-07:002009-04-02T11:39:33.528-07:00

oh the last post was a reaction to reading In Defense of Food: An Eater's Manifesto by Michael Pollan author of The Omnivore's Dilemma.so F-ing stupid, to listen to food scientists, and nutritionists and all the idiot "experts" literally piece by piece try to retell us what for centuries we've already known and known better. if only we gave any credit to things such as story, and myth, and

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-35938070422200389732009-04-02T11:13:00.000-07:002009-04-02T11:31:14.539-07:00

as a kid i remember being so excited and curious and fascinated by science. it taught me about the world, and all the amazing things within it. i had this large picture book of earth science teaching me about rocks and how they were formed, and i took chemistry that taught me why certain things reacted the way they did and it was all magical and amazing.but then i grew up.i often feel as though

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-53611037779322446592009-03-17T09:40:00.000-07:002009-03-17T09:53:17.178-07:00

thinking about things I like, sitting in the spring sun.-fingernails clink on fired ceramic-bookcases and bookends-reflections in lukewarm coffee-a well-tailored pant-yellow lamp light-succulents-water in wine bottles-bitterness and sweetness (dark chocolate, coffee with berries, campari and cake)-tile-a nice heavy combed wool blanket-a good tanand an unexpected phone call.spring is coming.

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-54284790069247816402008-12-30T10:54:00.001-08:002008-12-30T11:32:06.806-08:00

so it's been a while again. its amazing how time passes by. I still feel like it's May. Seattle got slammed with snow leading up to Christmas and it would be difficult to confuse December with May now, but for some reason I never moved past May.The months slip by and I can't really see anything that would upset this process, time that is. I had always thought of the phrase "Time is on my side

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-51062075302065406072008-11-12T09:24:00.000-08:002008-11-12T09:46:13.317-08:00

I don't want to be done. I just suck at discipline right now.A good friend of mine made a comment the other day that stuck with me as another one of those "ah ha" moments of struggling with new found adulthood. I had been doing what I often do: ranting and complaining about things I just never really do anything about. The realization was that many of the issues of the past year that we've

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-34290899877475473172008-10-19T00:11:00.000-07:002008-10-19T00:18:38.931-07:00

i enjoy harvest moons.i also enjoy campari.yes. i'm still here. barely. but i've been feeling more motivated lately. so perhaps one of these days I'll actually post something.i'm amazed. living alone, at the amount of mess a single person can make. but at the same time. making pancakes at 3 in the afternoon on a Thursday is precisely the reason i live alone. Not that one couldn't do that with

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-79853677377882150862008-08-28T22:10:00.000-07:002008-08-28T22:12:52.675-07:00

yes. exactly indeed it's truejust distractedly misconstrue

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So i said the drought was over and then another week goes by. Heeh heeh. A thought just occurred to me and interrupted me. I'm thinking about it because my wireless speakers are cutting in and out from the music i'm listening to over my laptop. It's annoying the hell out of me. Well so I'm getting to the point of wanting to plug the speakers directly into my laptop, so as to eradicate the

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-52697555406911368752008-08-19T21:12:00.000-07:002008-08-19T21:31:47.474-07:00

Isn't it funny, when one goes to get one's hair cut that we sit in front of a mirror? I was in a funk, along with the weather, on monday. It was my second day off in a row and after walking around Capitol Hill in a daze looking for the miracle apartment to fall into my lap, I decided I needed to get a haircut. Walking into an uber hip salon recommended to me, I had stylist who was also stuck

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-7482113379235321432008-07-31T17:30:00.000-07:002008-07-31T17:31:56.014-07:00

i just finished another book. i need to write about it. but i have a soccer game to play. it's rainy and cold in seattle, in july, because why would I deserve a summer all year round?i feel something coming. who knows what the next few months will bring.

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-30309612744387085332008-07-24T16:32:00.001-07:002008-12-13T16:07:57.724-08:00

Sorry for such a long hiatus. Things, have been well. I'm trying to recorral my creative life. Here was an exercise in "making mistakes" by which I mean, becoming comfortable with creating things regardless of whether they are "up to my standards" simply to get things moving. I watched a great video about creativity and schools. If you don't want to watch the video, my take away from it as it

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-87460859049260424042008-07-11T21:32:00.000-07:002008-07-11T22:22:07.562-07:00

Ruuhhh, ruuhhhh. the bullfrogs are still here. on the cape, across the pond. I can hear them clearly because we keep the windows open. It's very humid here out on the cape and after living in the desert, well, never mind, i've always reacted poorly to humidity. Tossing and turning barely letting the cloth sheet drape over one shin as token sleep cover. the humidity weighing more heavily on

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-85985907599273699472008-07-09T07:09:00.001-07:002008-07-09T07:11:12.791-07:00

Somehow I got nominated as spokesperson. it wasn't the best choice. good thing I had some help.

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-7556006657745107672008-07-02T21:28:00.000-07:002008-07-02T21:35:32.428-07:00

Dusk and Dawn are the best times for thinking.the lights of the city slowly blinking on like the thoughts in my mind. here, there in no way connected save for the impending darkness.the hill and sky blur with only the words "Olive Tower" remaining clear in their white and mustard yellow.piano and violin unwind the contortion of the day.3 lonely tea candles, clustering for light. profile me

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-48179482439394858462008-06-23T12:26:00.000-07:002008-06-23T15:28:15.588-07:00

I'm back. and I've got some things to say.The past few months have been extremely difficult (cue whiny personal blogging bitches) for me. I am not a person well-suited to the position I find myself in currently. While I think it's fairly normal and fairly common to be 22, jobless with a humanities degree, directionless and craving anything to boost self confidence, it doesn't mean it's easy.

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Oy. I'm amped on coffee.Conversations with a six year old:"Were you in a war?"-No"Are you sure?"-Pretty sure."Well, that's your sword isn't it?" (referencing the decorative sword I purchased in Toledo, Spain and has been kept in the basement office since moving here).-Ah, well, yes it is"Did you kill someone?"-No, that sword is for decoration only."Are you ever gonna kill someone?"-I don't know,

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So, I don't know jack squat about the E.U. or U.S. Politics. But, it's my flippin blog, so I'll say what I want.I read a recent NY Times article about Ireland's recent rejection of the Lisbon Treaty. Now I have no idea what the Lisbon Treaty was attempting to address, or how it affected any of the European Nations. However, my increasing opinion that either the United States needs to split into

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-81986295358183479142008-06-10T23:46:00.000-07:002008-06-10T23:49:13.301-07:00

i met a woman on the train who only ate oranges before she cut her fingernails. I don't like the rind's orange tint in my nails, so when I'm ready to clip my nails I allow myself the luxury of peeling, deeply the fortified orange and its formidable peel. Leaving there, under the white crescents a telltale orangish tint.i swiveled my head to gaze lazily out the window again. since when did we

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-92154071715397216492008-06-06T10:30:00.000-07:002008-06-06T10:42:30.511-07:00

No single individual is capable of being good at life solely on their own merit. It takes a tight knit network of support to allow and encourage an individual to put normal people to shame.Well, it's no secret that Will Leer has been part of that tight knit supportive network that has allowed me to explore all the possibilities of being really really ridiculously awesome at life. And I'd like

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-65200042866498737902008-06-04T17:13:00.001-07:002008-06-04T17:13:59.351-07:00

Reporters Expose Airport Security Lapses By Blowing Up Plane

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-84464793563724148722008-05-28T21:28:00.000-07:002008-12-13T16:07:57.796-08:00

so I did miss my connection on my flight. but luckily the airline put me up in a hotel for free. !! right? So, I ended up leaving on Wednesday afternoon and getting to my destination Thursday night. Fantastic. But since then the Midwest has welcomed me back with open arms. I promptly jumped in the car early Friday morning to drive 5.5 hours to Osh Kosh Wisconsin for the NCAA Division III

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-60238800673735703242008-05-26T16:33:00.000-07:002008-05-26T16:34:17.999-07:00

Wednesday May 21, 2008So I’m an airplane. Flying, like, I do, inevitably to the Midwest. This is the longest time I’ve been away from the Midwest since my family first moved there in 1993. This is also, the longest time I’ve gone without seeing my father. It’s been almost a year. And while I’m excited to see my family and my father. I am in no way excited to be returning to the Midwest. It

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It has come to my attention that I'm utterly depressing. (but certainly its refreshing in this time of spring time giddyness?)ah well. I'll try to cheer it up for once.Today it rained. (hahaha).But Sunday. I did something peculiar. Why yes, I was invited by a friend to join him in watching a Monks' Choir perform at one of (the?) Seattle's Cathedrals (I'm thinking only one right?) Anyway. large

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-82145409454801980772008-05-10T23:09:00.000-07:002008-05-10T23:28:25.858-07:00

the trees began misting. and i rolled my eyes at them. and gave them a brooding skeptical look. seriously? For some reason they seemed to be at fault. responsible for this rainy mist that just picked up. Unnecessary I thought. I was driving. Here, alone, again. In the dark, but this time home.My heart on a downbeat. That awkward, subtle sort of off feeling. A downbeat. Nothing's really

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-13481000696133321272008-05-07T23:34:00.000-07:002008-05-08T01:27:14.693-07:00

I was driving south. on 99. it's one of my least favorite roads. uncooperative stop lights every other block, ugly strip mall, giant corporate stores set a half mile from the road with a large sea of parking lot concrete between us. Utter hell.it was way too early. i wasn't meeting my friend for over an hour. but i had left so as to have the nicer car. If my mom got home before I left, I'd

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-50069925357179060972008-05-06T00:21:00.001-07:002008-05-06T00:38:30.059-07:00

so today was a bit of an intense day. I finished Lolita and watched both There Will Be Blood and Atonement.I hated Lolita until the final third of the book. And then it got brilliant. Perhaps, dragging the reader through the first two thirds set the final third up to be fantastic. I have a sneaking suspicion it had something to do with it. There will be blood was lifeless for me. An

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-23459040836696454642008-05-04T23:08:00.000-07:002008-05-04T23:27:17.893-07:00

I'm really tired, so everyone shut up.It finally decided to be May here in Seattle and was almost to the point where you could say it's "warm" and the sun was out consistently. Not constantly attempting to evade Satan's minions (aka clouds). And what did I do today? Pretty much stayed inside all day. WTF?My two twin Italian cousins who are ... 4? Came over today to play with my sister. Wasn't

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-79156128824828566752008-04-30T10:09:00.000-07:002008-04-30T11:18:51.200-07:00

Well,it's been too long. I've been feeling oh so uninspired for almost the past month or so. and it's been awful and stressful. but i stumbled across faint acquaintances' blogs and so, somehow, have been shamed? into writing again. But before that. I will draw inspiration from a song that I'm physically addicted to at the moment. And, so I'm going to go try to learn how to post it here.I

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-36846582885296070532008-04-23T21:04:00.000-07:002008-04-23T21:13:54.554-07:00

so I saw Yelle in concert last night... (). And it was fantastic. I loved it. I had a ton of fun. Imagine. Brightly oddly dressed people of Seattle, crammed into a large room with giant portraits of Stalin, Hitler, Nixon and other hawk type world leaders. Absolutely jamming. My friends and I were pressed against the knee high stage. The bright colors and the large portraits swimming with the

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-3136639845003909512008-04-20T17:25:00.000-07:002008-04-20T18:25:39.860-07:00

the yogurt is too runny. i have to drink it out of the small plastic tub. i like my yogurt really viscous. and the sky is grey. but i'm not complaining. i've become remarkably resilient to the weather here. i'm not quite sure what's happened. i've been here, let's see...just over a month I believe. a month. of shitty shitty weather. and i'm more or less doing ok. whereas in NZ it took

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-59781822687324381142008-04-19T14:46:00.000-07:002008-04-19T15:40:10.305-07:00

What did we do after the bar? And did we take a cab last night?It seems there could be better first morning thoughts. Like look at the growing patch of blue sky over the Space Needle. Or, I love that itchy stretchy feeling of a Saturday morning sleep in. Even a sly smile at cheating a deserved hangover. But, no, I began this morning trying to remember the previous night.A good night

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-24956301717865466242008-04-14T13:54:00.000-07:002008-04-14T13:56:24.384-07:00

sometimes you find yourself so removed from your life that it becomes an enthralling show and goes best with a bottle of wine. i'll be back soon.

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-54434306271758222232008-04-04T12:07:00.001-07:002008-04-06T23:46:36.742-07:00

There was once a comedian who remarked on the scenery in Iowa. Jokingly, he said "The scenery is always changing in Iowa....sometimes the corn is on the left, and sometimes it's on the right."For me, its similar in Seattle. The scenery is always changing. Sometimes the clouds are light grey, sometimes dark, sometimes high and sometimes low. Well yesterday was one of those Northwestern days

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-83050333705848379812008-03-31T13:32:00.001-07:002008-04-02T16:39:21.668-07:00

It's been a little while. But you must be patient because life is slowing down. And when it slows down you have to be patient. (i'm trying to speed it up by listening to techno/club/brain frying music whilst blogging)I'm on my mother's computer. I have scheduled a Mac fix it guy to come to our house and murder us, that, or fix my computer. I'm very excited. I believe in cyborgs and the

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-72603827420452337312008-03-26T09:34:00.000-07:002008-03-26T10:18:17.598-07:00

So you'd think my mom would know better than to tell me to meet them in a Barnes&Noble. I already have a couple books in my possession on deck to be read but of course, loitering in a bookstore waiting for family members my kryptonite started to work and voila, I have four new books added to my list. Some Chekov (to continue my Russian theme), some Cervantes and some Joyce. I finished Again to

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So I'm back from Mexico. I know everyone has been waiting for a blog update. But I must say, the blogosphere has been mighty quiet lately. I've checked my usual round of fav blogs and there's not too much there (not to detract from those of you who have written). So, I don't feel that bad.So I pulled my abdominal muscles trying to be God knows what, and working out on vacation. I went to the

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-42383524432595317562008-03-17T17:11:00.001-07:002008-03-17T17:11:45.303-07:00

i'm in mexico on a beautiful sandy beach with a jacuzzi in my room. I'll probably not post for the rest of the week. Suckas.

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I'm sorry it's been so long. I have had almost zero alone time since my last post. What with people sleeping over, me sleeping over, people hanging out for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and hot tub parties in the evenings I'm really quite incapable of slowing down, sitting, down, and reflecting which we all know, are prerequisites for writing. ....maybe? Well, for writing that I feel like doing

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-14149155737772856512008-03-09T22:39:00.000-07:002008-03-09T22:40:03.536-07:00

Thought of the Day: why does it feel so wrong to poop in a girl's bathroom?

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I've been back for a while now. It's still been good. I've had the opportunity to pretty much pick life up where it left off so drastically in May. Spending time lounging at the pool, deciding, when, to walk up to the beach volleyball court and relaxing in the hot tub in the evenings. Floating from social engagement to social engagement and generally just living the life I did at Pomona. And

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There is a new jazz bar/lounge called the Hip Kitty in the new part of the Village in Claremont. Will and EP and I decided to get dressed up classy and go to the wine bar that Elliot is quite the regular at. So we did, and it was lovely. We had a nice Cabernet Sauvignon. but then we decided to hit up the jazz lounge. Thankfully we were in nice enough attire for the 'hip' joint. They played

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It's beautiful here. Sunny and quite warm. And the hot tub has been working well in the evenings.I'm also really tired because I'm baptism by fire-ing my way back into running. That's ok though. I also like thinking again. Like, thinking about school, and the stuff that I studied and in general and I just miss thinking. I like thinking, arguably much more so than doing. Which, if you ask me

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So. I'm back. And well, it feels good to be back. And for the first while I thought I wasn't really jet lagged. But, I think maybe I am. Well, actually I can't tell because I think I still am which is close to a week, so I think that's ridiculous. I'm not jet lagged, I think, I'm just not quite....exactly.It's been an intense jump back into socializing on a regular basis. And it's actually a

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Tuesday February 19, 2008So I’m sitting here in a hostel. A shitty one. And it’s my last day to kill before heading to the airport tomorrow. And Crosby, had rightly called me out on being whiny about somehow, wanting a desk job when I was frolicking around a kick ass country. How did that happen? Well, I went back and looked at my whining. And ah, hah. You’d think I’d have learned by now.

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I'm continuing this after I get home.I got more stories.

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So, I'm really tired and don't feel like blogging, but I'm afraid I'll forget the things I've been thinking about this evening if I wait til morning. Plus, Happy Valentine's Day from the future.I FINALLY finished What is Literature? by Jean-Paul Sartre. As you may recall, if you've been sticking with this blog from way back when, I started this book, forever ago. Well, it was hard for me to

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So I stumbled across (unsure of how to appropriately categorize while maintaining anonymity)'s blog and spent hours, literally, catching up and reading all the comments. So, I'm quite fatigued, but since the read was oh so stimulating and my hosts made me watch "The Nativity Story" (in February?!) my mind is at least partially working, so why not blog.We all know, or at least some of you know,

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Low Tide in Takaka, abreast the Abel-Tasman National Park.Me in Tahunanui, as you can see, by myself.This is when God carried me. Hah.Crab Shadow. It's a sweet pic. I'm an artist.Pretty much sums up the attitude of my trip.Beach at Karamea. It's always this empty beautiful.A nice walk to enjoy the sunset in Karamea with friends.The aforementioned sunset walk.Zen retreat at the back of the large

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I had a thought while I was picking strawberries today. Over lunch my host and I were talking about hating the Brits (his family is Scottish) because I haphazardly mentioned that I had Braveheart on DVD. So of course, it led to my enduring incredulity at the ability of tiny island with no significant natural resources of it's own to somehow colonize a vast majority of our planet. So we were

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Today is an overcast day. I woke early this morning at about quarter to seven. I knew I had a full day of work ahead of me before my hosts returned from their festival in Blenheim. I had moved from my bedroom to the coach in the living room since they left. Something about being in a more central part of the house made me feel less alone. I could also put on the stereo to fall asleep. The

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So I picked strawberries again. It's a bit of a different set up, different strawberry varieties (who knew) and took some adjusting. Also, I'm having a hard time getting out of vacation mode and back into WWOOFing mode. Something about going home makes me want to just, wah wah, waste my time moaning and groaning in a hostel somewhere. I am having troubles getting into work. I don't like

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So I have left Christchurch. And Nelson. I took a couple weeks to travel and stay in hostels and really just not work. In Takaka, it was awful. In addition, I think I got a computer virus from the wireless there. I suppose that's what I get for spending so much time on an unsecured network. Or maybe it's not a virus, just something else. I don't know, but Microsoft Word and my Apple

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So, I suppose the most exciting thing that’s happened over the past few days of sunshine and beach going has been the couple I met at a restaurant a few nights ago. They invited me over for dinner the next night to meet their 22 year old daughter. Well I went to dinner slightly nervous hoping I didn’t get kidnapped or worse. But no, instead they had an amazing house with an amazing porch that

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So, I don't know when my next post will be because I'm in a hostel that I have to pay for internet on a public computer which is way worse than free internet on my own computer at my last place. But, I thought you should all at least stay tuned in because I have some funny ass shit that's happened to me. Ok not that funny, but pretty hilarious. basically, I got picked up at a bar by a couple.

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You guys stink. No comments in forever.Not much has happened though. I'm officially homesick. Whadda ya know? Of course, as soon as I get a plane ticket home, I can't wait to leave. Which is dumb. Dumb dumb dumb. Because I have some really fun stuff left to do here in New Zealand. And really, my departure is only a month away. But I've spent four days here in Takaka, by myself. In a fairly

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So I hitchhiked from Karamea today to Takaka. It took pretty much all day. Started off at 10 am and didn’t arrive in Takaka until 8pm or so. It was a semi rainy day, and I spent a lot of time waiting at crossroads. But again. Now that I’m here, I don’t mind. And I’m glad I hitched. My first ride was with an Icelander. It was an interesting ride. We spoke about general versus practical

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So I haven't posted in a while because I haven't felt like it. I've gotten a bit lazy maybe. I don't know. I'm feeling sort of blah at the moment. And, I have a sneaking suspicion its this damn anticipation of leaving. As my mom astutely pointed out "you always leave before you leave"...which, is definitely true. The one exception: college. There. I was not ready to leave and I arguably

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So people been buggin me to get photos of this nasty do up. These aren't the most flattering of shots for it, trust me it does look a lot better than these photos show. But I'm too lazy to set up a model shoot for this haircut. So deal.

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So it was partly sunny today. This is a partly good thing in my world. I got a bit of sun. Ran for the second day in a row. Which is also a partly good thing in my world. My quads were sore. Hmm, no wonder since yesterday happened to be a 15k loop that I did in the rain, and much to my surprise in 55 minutes. This was great. I at least have a lil something left over from my near decade of

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I'm tired again because this time, there was a local music event (like there is almost every night except this time I decided I'd go despite the $10 cover charge which, incidentally was generously paid for by my host) that ended at 3am in the morning with us dancing atop large beautifully handcrafted wooden tables in a small but impressive bar at Market Cross in Karamea. The live music was just

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I got a haircut.the Danish chick Luna cut it for me. And now, I'm crazy looking. Actually, I look about 6-7 years younger. It's pretty crazy how much a haircut can do. But I look about 15 now, seriously, not just normal young lil' guy Sean looking, but early teens for sure. But, I like it. I look like a punk. Pictures coming.Lots has happened sort of, but no one's commented or anything so

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It's raining here. Which is fine, because I got fairly tan weeding the other day. Which, as we all know, is all I care about. My first WWOOF host made fun of how concerned about my skin I was. But whatever. I clean toilets. Hah. it's demeaning, but I work about and hour and a half each day and in return get to stay in a sweet ass place for free. Although, I cook all my own meals and that is

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Uh. So, it's late and I'm tired but suppose I should blog. What about today. Sorry, this stuff really isn't funny and entertaining like perhaps some of my other entries.People at Rongo's (the place I'm working for)Luna--Dane, acts just like a Dane would as I'd guess since I've never met a Dane. Crazy, loud, out there and awesome. Faint hint of 8 year old boy with A.D.D. or something. Excited

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So, I am at a kickass artistic retreat place. Karamea, New Zealand, a tiny remote town on the northern West Coast, definitely off the beaten track (its 100km plus out of the way from ANY thoroughfare or highway). It's not "on the way" to anything, it's the dead end stop of a long long road. Sweeet.And here I am. At a little artistic haven. It's a backpackers (so not so much any farm work (

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Saturday December 29, 2007Well, it’s been quite a long time since I last wrote. And certainly a lot has happened. I have been without adequate internet for a while now. But am making up for it now.So I left the small organic farm I was working on along the north coast of the South Island in order to traverse all the way down to the South Coast to meet up with Emma and Chris. We had scheduled a

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It was awesome. I had a great hike. I just got back to civilization. More will be coming over the next few days as I readjust to technology.

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I have no time left on the internet. but happy holidays all. I will be on the top of a mountain over the next three days, having a blast.Whenever I get consistent internet (maybe over new years or the next couple days...) i will recount all the freaking CRAZY hitchhiking stories from Picton all the way down to Te Anau. Crazy. Seriously. I am in love with crazy life that is nuts and hitch hiking

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Well, apparently time slips away from you. I apologize it's been so long since my last post. The clouds moved in and we got a spell of rain that has pretty much put me overboard. Yeah, after only 4 days. Yikes.But it's sunny again and well, looky here I'm writing in my blog again. So we've been gearing up for Christmas here at Linkwater Organics and it's been quite hectic with lots of work.

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I could get used to this flip-flopping hemispheres to keep summer eternal. It's really working for me. This past weekend was fantastic. We raked in loads of cash on Saturday from the shop and had worked so hard and done so well, our hard working hosts decided to take the afternoon off with us and we went out to enjoy the beautiful Marlborough Sounds. My host's father has a huge magnificent

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you know, that unpleasant gas that is released when society's a bit bloated? Well, that's sort of how I feel again. Not because of my high fruit diet, which believe me makes the trips to the bathroom so much more uneventful. But, just as I was having these feelings of usefulness, I've been humbled back into that odorous gaseous excess from our current society. A result of overindulgence, too

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Moses is the dog. And I exhausted him.It was a challenge between me and owner. After giving me directions to the most kick ass trail ever, they cheerfully suggested, "Take Moses." I obviously, knowing what was in store for the poor dog if I did take him, asked them, well, "How long can Moses go?" The owner promptly replying, "3 days" Hmmm, I said skeptically. Leading my host to issue forth

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Yes, I did.I scratched.And now. I pay the consequences. My limbs are swollen something in between Elephantitis and the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man. Damn, mother ferking, little soldiers of Satan bloody hell Sand Fleas. Oh and I woke at 6am again today and was promptly bitten by another one. What the hell? What are sand fleas doing up at 6am in the morning? AND already biting people. Son of a

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So, day two up at the grundle of dawn. Again though, woke up just minutes prior to my alarm. Yeah, I'm that cool. Today, i woke a bit more slowly though. Yeah, I suppose yesterday was a bit tiring, considering, oh, I decided on my afternoon "off" I would bike 10 km to the Queen Charlotte Track (sweet ass hiking trail through Marlborough Sounds) and go for a run. So yeah, ended up going for

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So, at my last home I was literally eaten alive by sand fleas. Yeah, and so my legs and arms are just covered in the most hideous looking skin disease ever. And they itch really really badly. Grrr....not pleasant. It has been over a week and they have not stopped itching or gone down. In fact, they are slightly swollen. Fuck that.However, I am now in Picton and am enjoying myself immensely

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So, I had my first experience hitchhiking. and it was great.I needed to get from Punakaiki in the West Coast Region, to Nelson, in the Nelson Region. Which, total, I think is some 292km or something like that. I hitched from my host's house and waited less than 10 minutes before getting picked up. The guy was a 26 year old from Jordan who was a chef and was eager to have him family move down

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So, I've been here about a week and a half so far with still no rain....I think this country might love me.Been working fairly hard in the garden. I usually work afternoons when it's hot and sunny (as opposed to mornings when its sunny but cool). UV rays are out of control here. But, I'm pretty ok with that. I work for about 4 hours each day doing miscellaneous things around this 2 acre

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So much to record. It’s been quite the week. I left on Saturday evening from Belfast and flew through London. Got lost in Heathrow…I was supposed to go to Terminal 3, which I kept repeating to myself, Terminal 3 Terminal 3, you’re looking for Terminal 3. And there, the sign as big as can be, Terminal 3 to the right, Terminal 4 straight ahead. Well I promptly walked straight ahead, annoyed

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So I'm in Kiwi Country, aka New Zealand now. After 24 hours of flying I am suprisingly not jetlagged. perhaps because it was an entire day. and well, I landed in New Zealand and it was sunny and warm. phew I'm back home. I also am looking at my hands right now and they are pukey pale. like awful. Which, by the way, I read an article in Scientific American about the positive effects of sun

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It would seem that almost every jackoff has a blog. But it does make me quite happy. Some people are really good at 'blogging' and really, they're are quite entertaining to read. I'm glad I can keep up with all my friends through blogs. wave of the future yadda yadda.not sure where I'm going with that.it rained again today and I wanted to jump off a bridge. actually, I didn't mind so much. I

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So it hasn't rained for two days. That means I'm on cloud nine. It is amazing to see how interconnected my mood and emotions are with the weather. I know I've mentioned it before and I know that it's exacerbated because I haven't a home to shut out the weather but still. I think I've accumulated enough evidence to argue for a permanent home in LA.Also, I will put a poll at the bottom of this

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Well, I'm doing much better. Perhaps its because the rain stopped. The sky is still ominously grey and unyielding. But, I've moved out of my bed and started working on the house again, in small steps. With such little time left, there isn't much I can really do. I am glad to be back but I am also glad to be leaving again. I think it's clear that it is time to move on and do something new. And

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So much.So I am back in Buncrana after a 10 day tour de force in Eastern Europe. It was fantastic. Crosby Brian and I went to rock the Continent and we ended up getting rocked. No big surprise. But let's just say, hitting Berlin, Dresden, Prague, Bratislava, Budapest, and Krakow in 10 days is pretty impressive. Dresden was interesting but small. Prague, was beautiful but touristy, Bratislava

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-53690175043935827772007-11-11T07:31:00.000-08:002007-11-11T07:32:09.172-08:00

Monday October 29, 2007Riding the bus back down to Dublin. The light fades over the hills and hedges that make up the Irish landscape. Anticipating a hectic early morning I let myself begin to fade with the light. Intermittently cracking an eye to see the rows of heads swaying in unison. It’s the end of a bank holiday and the roads are busy. The bus is full of travelers, mostly students

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-90257651895022388222007-11-02T03:41:00.000-07:002007-11-02T03:42:39.390-07:00

Regular entries will recommence the 11 of November.

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-28187165271690467862007-10-25T06:01:00.000-07:002007-10-25T06:18:04.319-07:00

We have beds! and a wardrobe! and Crosby is coming on Saturday!These are all good things.We mixed up a Lime Wash (according to Lauren's expert studio art and general know-how recommendation) and ta-da! It solved most of our lime plaster cracking issues. So...Our spare bedroom is actually just as legit as any fancy schmancy millionaire home in the Good Ol' US of A. Sort of.Which is a damn good

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-21632344353224153682007-10-24T04:26:00.001-07:002007-10-24T04:37:08.945-07:00

So I'm fine today. and actually was fine pretty soon after leaving the library yesterday.the sun is shining but its pretty cold. We suspect that there was frost last night. It was pretty cold. We are still moving along with sealing up the walls, it's taking longer than we thought but it's coming along. Hopefully by the week's end we'll have doorways that are sealed and walls that keep us warm.

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-47971711493213613342007-10-23T04:45:00.000-07:002007-10-23T04:52:11.796-07:00

So it's Tuesday.The library is open again and so I have internet access again. My lime plaster keeps cracking and I've been trying to troubleshoot all weekend. We found a bunk bed set for a good price and I think it will take care of our bed issues. My second air mattress popped. Somehow Brian's is still working just fine...Our doors are ridiculously thick and heavy and extremely narrow. Every

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-33674386146399061192007-10-20T03:46:00.001-07:002007-10-20T03:51:12.120-07:00

Today's word is cusp. Because Brian and I are on it. the one between our shack becoming a partial home. one might call it...a halfway house.we have been plastering walls and putting in doorframes, hanging doors, drilling handles and locks into said doors and really making this place not bad...I bought a medium sized wardrobe for the spare bedroom, we've got a couple beds in waiting and we're

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-83348540980133875652007-10-20T03:26:00.001-07:002008-12-13T16:08:02.104-08:00

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-22240787021267403392007-10-17T03:51:00.000-07:002007-10-17T04:08:57.864-07:00

Brian and I have been busy. We are putting on doors, sealing up the walls and generally making the house ready to be partly furnished and also capable of hibernating until my visa status is refreshed. So it's been busy busy busy. We also have a workcrew from Dublin excited to come up and help us out, it's all who you know and social networking has it's benefits. Free labor for a weekend,

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-4901608292045624392007-10-13T05:48:00.000-07:002007-10-13T05:57:07.390-07:00

So I have been rejoined by my hip Global health Dubliner and my wayward traveling companion and we are setting again ourselves to the task of doing something to this house. How nice it is to have company again.I finished the book I was reading. and it was quite good. There's nothing like a good sad story. I can't wait til the arrival of my Norweigan Wood book...it's fantastic.Not really much to

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-5922189677303338882007-10-11T10:02:00.000-07:002007-10-11T10:12:44.808-07:00

....and that's about it.I pulled myself together reluctantly to make the trip into the library to post to my loyal readers, sigh. Because to be honest, mindlessly nibbling on tootsie rolls (thanks nanny!) was getting me along just fine laying in bed next to a cold fire. Cruised through something like 400 pages though. Ye-hah.My running shoes stink. And I haven't been able to run in a while

Seanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14775486812242372569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3826070379098082926.post-17786835851137202592007-10-10T07:59:00.000-07:002007-10-10T08:12:18.602-07:00

So another night and day has passed. It was beautiful today here on Inishowen. I picked up a book from a friend and began to read it. It's pretty good. And its one of those books that makes me reflect. my favorite kind.some times i think all that goes through my head is just a bunch of rubbish. and other times i'm overwhelmed with tragedy at not being able to record it all. and this cliche

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