she is a lesbian, radical feminist, cat lover, bibliophile, non-smoker, unitarian universalist (though she doesn't go to fellowship on a regular basis) and in the process of becoming athletic again. she dreams of being jeanne d' arc and swooping in and saving those that need saved (though she'd rather not be burned at the stake). she is a loyal friend who will do anything she can for those she loves, but she can flakey sometimes when her depression flares up. she is a loner. a southerner self-transplanted to the pacific northwest in 1998 and now believes that it doesn't rain enough here. she's known for her honesty, she can't help it, its the only way to be. she is 4'8" tall, and round. she has natural blonde hair and she also has blue eyes. she is very intense. she hates small and large crowds, she prefers the one on one or the one on a few. she has no idea what she wants to do with her life, though she would like to see more of the world than what she has seen so far (a good part of the continental united states) and she very much wants to be a mother. finally, she has huge crushes on alix olson and carolyn gage (these are from a far).

anyhow, i shared a room last night with three aussie women. i love the aussie accent and last night i got to hear a lot of it. well, not a lot, but more. i also had the chance to do some translating.. english but their slang is different than our slang. fun though.

i've been doing a lot of thinking about travelling and how folks are so scared to do it these days. but i'm in a hostel full of people who thats what they do, they travel. no fear, at least none that one can discern. its kind of a big deal, because our media is full of "people are afraid to travel!" well.. that certainly isn't the case in this place. and i'm hoping i won't see any fear on the faces of my fellow travellers this evening.

i'm sorry i don't have anything profound to say. i just say. and i'm addicted to the web and i wanted to get some of my thoughts here, instead of in my tiny journal.

i've got a beautiful journal that i bought back in eugene. a cheap little thing, but beautiful blue with a stork and the sun on it. its small.

what else? i just had a thought that has now fleeted. goodness. i hate it when that happens. one minute in the next second out.

anyhow, the next 2 days are going to be ick? i dunno. a mixture of ick and absolute delight. i hope.

i also hope that there are storage facilities at heathrow for my big pack. i want to go into london but i don't want to lug that thing around with me. i won't go far if that is the case.

what else? i think thats it for now. i'll be in touch. i am too attached to this medium not to be. plus i get homesick and this is a way to touch bases.

oh yeah! i brought my soromundi cd with me. it was a last minute decision. soromundi is the lesbian chorus of eugene. i can't tell you how comforting that was last night when i was getting overwhelmed by my travelling. i can imagine that it will get lots of playtime.

and now i'm off. hopefully next time you hear from me i'll be across the country and then the atlantic.

peace to you all.