I'm coming back home! So I have years of stuff to pack and ship home. But what to take? This is me trying to decide what to pack...
this what ends up happening all the time I try and solve this problem:
Emptying old drawers that I had forgotten were full, finding lost art supplies and sketch books! Or this happens:
What should go home? clothes that I might fit into later if I can't afford to feed myself when I get back? Bottles of lotion that smell kinda funky now? old shoes? art supplies? hair ties? old makeup? books? birthday cards, pay stubs, tax papers, sheets, towels, pillow cases, costco sized bottles of meds? I don't know.
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Sunday, June 17, 2012
Friday, September 24, 2010
fall is finally pretending to be here!
Right when I decide to pack up all my fuzziest socks and raddest scarves there is a slight chill through the city air. Although it is quickly overtaken by smoke from everyone bbq-ing outside or lighting firecrackers or smoking, there is still noticeable temperature drop.
I'm still leaving all my fuzzy warm things in the luggage because I feel more accomplished with full looking luggage but I'm cotimplating how much winter clothes shoppnig is in order for the trip back home.
I've grown accustomed to tropical climates, by chill in the air I meant it was 75 degrees and windy instead of 98 and sunny, humid, feels like a wet towel wrapped around you face kind of weather.
I'm somewhat scared to come home and see autumn colors, dead grass, and real, live, not made from a snow cone machine snow. Perhaps its a little early in the Northwest to worry about such things but I'm dead serious. I'm scared of the snow. I hate being cold, I'd rather lay (lie?) sweltering in some desert or parked car with no AC dripping sweat down every crack, crevice, crevasse, and corner I have. I'd rather do all that than be cold.
I can't imagine what I did the electric bill those long Janurary nights back at home with my ancient very well used hardly washed electric blanket.
I mean, are you even supposed to wash those things? There's wires and outlets and sensitive heat conducting material in all that fuzziness. That seems like the kinds of things you keep out of water and detergent.
I looked it up on good old merriam-webster.com:
Hahaha, I had no idea crevasse rhymed with badass. Or art glass for that matter.
While I'm on the subject:
I'm still leaving all my fuzzy warm things in the luggage because I feel more accomplished with full looking luggage but I'm cotimplating how much winter clothes shoppnig is in order for the trip back home.
I've grown accustomed to tropical climates, by chill in the air I meant it was 75 degrees and windy instead of 98 and sunny, humid, feels like a wet towel wrapped around you face kind of weather.
I'm somewhat scared to come home and see autumn colors, dead grass, and real, live, not made from a snow cone machine snow. Perhaps its a little early in the Northwest to worry about such things but I'm dead serious. I'm scared of the snow. I hate being cold, I'd rather lay (lie?) sweltering in some desert or parked car with no AC dripping sweat down every crack, crevice, crevasse, and corner I have. I'd rather do all that than be cold.
I can't imagine what I did the electric bill those long Janurary nights back at home with my ancient very well used hardly washed electric blanket.
I mean, are you even supposed to wash those things? There's wires and outlets and sensitive heat conducting material in all that fuzziness. That seems like the kinds of things you keep out of water and detergent.
I looked it up on good old merriam-webster.com:
crev·ice
noun \ˈkre-vəs\ : a narrow opening resulting from a split or crack (as in a cliff) : fissure
cre·vasse
noun \kri-ˈvas\1
: a breach in a levee
2
: a deep crevice or fissure (as in a glacier or the earth)
Rhymes with CREVASSE
admass, air mass, alas, Alsace, amass, art glass, avgas, badass, bagasse, beach grass, bear grass, bent grass, black bass, Black Mass, bluegrass, bromegrass, bunchgrass, bypass, cheatgrass, cordgrass, crabgrass, cuirass, cut glass, cut-grass, declass, degas, drop pass, Drygas, eelgrass, en masse, eyeglass, first-class, flint glass, float glass, folk mass, ground glass, groundmass, hand glass, harass, hard-ass, haul ass, high-class, high mass, hourglass, impasse, jackass, jump pass, kelp bass, kick ass, kick-ass, knotgrass, landmass, lead glass, low mass, Madras, milk glass, morass, nut grass, oat grass, outclass, outgas, palliasse, pier glass, plate glass, quartz glass, red mass, repass, rest mass, ribgrass, rock bass, ryegrass, salt grass, sandglass, saw grass, screen pass, sea bass, sheet glass, smart-ass, South Pass, spot pass, spun glass, spyglass, stained glass, star grass, striped bass, subclass, sunglass, sung mass, surpass, sweetgrass, switchgrass, sword grass, teargas, third-class, trespass, Troas, turfgrass, wheatgrass, white bass, wineglass, wire grass, wiseass, witchgrass, word class, world-class, yard grass
admass, air mass, alas, Alsace, amass, art glass, avgas, badass, bagasse, beach grass, bear grass, bent grass, black bass, Black Mass,Hahaha, I had no idea crevasse rhymed with badass. Or art glass for that matter.
While I'm on the subject:
1lie
vi \ˈlī\lay\ˈlā\lain\ˈlān\ly·ing\ˈlī-iŋ\a : to be or to stay at rest in a horizontal position : be prostrate : rest, recline <lie motionless> <lie asleep> b : to assume a horizontal position —often used with down c archaic : to reside temporarily : stay for the night : lodge
1lay
verb \ˈlā\laid\ˈlād\lay·ing
transitive verb
1
: to beat or strike down with force
2
a : to put or set down <lay your books on the table> b : to place for rest or sleep; especially : bury
3
: to bring forth and deposit (an egg)
There were many more. I guess I lie in the desert, unless someone laid me there.
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