Now I know that it’s true

Michael and I broke up last week, and it’s hard not to go visit him each time I leave my studio. I don’t know where I stand with the whole thing, so I’m sure there will be a development of some sort in that storyline, but as much as I want to write about the whole thing, I’m not sure that a) there is much to write and b) that I’m ready to do anything of the sort.

So much for a memory a day. Let’s see if I can think of a good one for today at least.

I remember that on the old playground at school – the one that was inside of the U of the back building for Kindergarten – I used to pretend to be a unicorn when we were basically playing tag, and William Barley and Durham Barnes and I would all run around, except that since I was a unicorn, they couldn’t really get me. A year or two later, I learned to do penny drops there, and before that, I learned cartwheels and roundoffs in the part of the playground that we weren’t really supposed to play in. We’d watch the shuttles go off down by the lake, and you could see bald eagles in the trees nearby. I remember those Kindergarten rooms surprisingly well-I bet I could draw a reasonably accurate plan of them.

Good news – we have a subletter for the house, so I can rest assured that I don’t have to pay rent for Eugene while I’m living in Finland. Furniture studio is coming along, and today I felt like I have a chance of making this work for midterms. Not so sure about Product Design class, but I’ll just have to keep pushing on that one.

Speaking of which, I should get back to work, or at least to sleeping.

Memories

Thought I’d do something to help myself with children’s furniture: I’m going to try to post a memory of my childhood every day.

Number 1
I remember that my brother and I used to make radio shows. I think we probably only did it once or twice, but one day in particular, we spent hours with the tape recorder. We did funny voices, made jokes to one another, and pretended to be pirates. We sat in the front room of 649, on the sea green carpet, next to the black L-shaped bookcases that we had.

I’m a bit frustrated with school lately, but have other good bits that I’m saving up – a great but tiring weekend of frisbee at Gandy Goose (3-3, finished 4th place out of 16); the first goslings of the season yesterday at the Millrace; Michael making me a very tasty stir fry for dinner Tuesday night.

HOPES is happening this weekend, so tonight I’m heading to the first keynote lecture. I need a quiet weekend soon!