in short, good

Hey-o! Other than not getting any sleep last night, and having my second nightmare this month that I had to go back to high school ("NO! Really, I'm 24. I have a college degree. Seriously, why do I have to be here?!) lots of fantastic things are happening in my life right now including a pen pal, sunny weather, and finally deciding to move back south-ward next summer (holla y'all!). Right now I'm headed out on the road for our first tour stint. We have a beautiful beautiful pack that allows us to actually have visibility! And room for lots of groceries! 

But, since I don't have time for a full update I thought I'd share this. It made me smile.

swan dive

Another good week in the life of Hannah. 

Last Saturday included the second annual Nomadic Theatre's Cotillion and Pie Fight. Great fun as always. I spent a lot of time with those folks when I first got to town, but rarely ever see them anymore. Really fantastic to touch base with them. Especially with pie. That evening, I grabbed a beer at the Horse Brass with a friend who worked at TOJ last year, but has since moved on. Sunday I tabled all day at the Oregon State Fair for Love Makes a Family with the Young Adult Friends. Long day, but time well spent. 

Rehearsals are going fantastic. We added tech this week and watched ourselves on video, both went better than expected. Same old drama with management, but otherwise things are going swimmingly. 

Finally found a new room mate last Friday after 7 more interviews. She moved in Tuesday, and jury's still out. She's watching Scout for me this weekend (plus!), but also still has all of her boxes in disarray in the living room (sad face), and woke me up last night stomping around and talking LOUDLY to her boyfriend... I'm trying to be patient and open minded, but it will be good for me to get away this weekend.

Speaking of, Mom is en route to Portland as I type. When she gets here we're off to Britenbush for the weekend, and I'm beside myself excited. Two days of soaking in hot springs, a massage, and lots of reading and knitting. Should be stellar. 

Went to see Away We Go at Laurelhurst with Goose and Yael (friend of LJ's from Reed, who Goose has adopted into the fold). It was sweet, but it wasn't as good as it was trying to be. Still nice to go out, be social, and bike a bit. The best part was probably being introduced to the music of Alexi Murdoch. Think Nick Drake for the 21st century. Created a Pandora station for him and am enjoying it lots. Ah! and I found a new route to the Laurelhurst that includes a light at Belmont, and no hill. Huzzah!

Just doing a bit of laundry and getting things in order before Mom gets here. I'll be out of internet/cell phone range all weekend and can't wait. Happy Labor Day weekend folks!

monday morning

I had a good weekend.

ramblings of a lonely night

My life is uncomplicated. 

I have a lovely roof over my head, a comfortable bed, a sweet doggie, plenty of good food. Money is tight, but enough. I have a community, family, and friends who love and support me. I have a job doing what I love with some wonderful people. Check. Check. Check. Maslov would be proud. 

When things are going well, it gives one ample time to think of the big shit. Where am I going? Who am I becoming? What is this life that I'm building?

I just took Scout for a nighttime walk around my neighborhood. Things are quiet, but I can hear the lives of others going on around me. A few streets over people are going places. Next door, my neighbors are settling in for the night. 

My life is full. Complete? What is a complete life? 

I talk too much. I have always tried to fill the silence. And now, here I am in the silence filling a page. This has become a journal of sorts for me, so indulge, if you will dear reader, the ramblings of a lonely night. 

I have always been pretty self aware. A quality that serves me well in many facets but tonight is hard to turn off. I want to learn to shut up. I want to be a better listener. I want to be able to be present without the need to participate vocally. I feel painfully aware of my need to be found intelligent, relevant, quirky, interesting. I want to be. Just be. I know I have nothing to prove. Why do my adolescent tendencies sneak up on me when I am happy? It's like the habits of sadness remain after the feeling has gone. 

I am not yet the person I want to be. I'm okay with that, but can't sit with it. 

I like my life.

I love my life. 

It will change.

In a year, I may be living somewhere else. Doing other things. I know that's not remotely profound, but for some reason right now I am full of the bigness of that. 

I have no conclusion, but tonight I suppose that's a fitting place to stop. 

My week.

Started work. Found a couch. Ran a couple of times. Finished a book. Started a book. Happy hour with co-workers. Got over snot-in-my-face sickness. Went to bed early a lot. Started walking scout in the morning. Rearranged living room. Enjoyed living in a clean house (where the dishes are done everynight!) 

's about it folks. Things are going great, and I'm pretty darn happy. 

update, up what?

Yo, kids. Sorry for the delay. I've not posted because, honestly, not a lot has been happening. 

I subscribed to Netflix and have been watching copious amounts of movies (New faves: True Blood, and Weeds). I stuck to my plan of lounging around in bed, and it's been delightful. I picked up 5 new books from the library today, I've got two knitting projects going, I've been working on lines, and I'm finally got some momentum on the sasquach puppet I haven't worked on since April. I ran lights for a show over the weekend and have been spending lots of time with my room mates. Sadly, Anna will be leaving us, so the hunt for a new roomie is on and consuming lots of time. I'm trying to be more social, which meant breakfast and pedicures with one Ms. Sally Martin last week, as well as dinner and gelato with Goose. 

I'm just trying to enjoy my last week of freedom before I head back to work Monday, which I am also pretty stoked about. I love my job and the people I work with so much! 

So, my whirlwind summer is winding down, and honestly, I couldn't be happier about it. 

partly cloudy

I broke up with Joe on Wednesday.

After two months of telling people how amazing he is (and he is), we had one conversation and suddenly I had 20 reasons I didn't want to be with him.

Essentially, he's a pessimist and I'm an optimist, and kids let me tell you, that just doesn't work.

I'm sticking with my initial plan of staying in bed, with intermittent outings with room mates and cleaning rampages. 

I'm gonna be alright.