hey, that’s no way to say goodbye

imma miss this radio studio a lot.

a whole lot.

<3 thanks, KUGS, for being the only place i ever felt at home on campus. even when i lived here.

so the scenery is healthy where her eyes lay

on campus, covering the public affairs program at radio.

finally a night off work. going to the honeymoon with adam later, which i’m quite cheered about.

i feel very strange about every material particle of this campus now.

it’s not mine anymore. and i think i’m ok with that.

i graduated with a 3.6 GPA! hurray!

the bay is quite lovely today.
i will miss that.

the curfew had been lifted and the gamblin’ wheel shut down

here are a few things that i know to be as true as anything has ever been:

1.) Bob Dylan is the greatest artist of all time. I base this on several rock-star factors. One, he was/kind of still is an incredibly sexy man. Two, he is a poet. And better than most actual poets, at that. Three, he has a beautiful voice. In an interesting kind of way.

2.) I’m very excited to see my brother!!! I might even have time to spend with him! And he gets to come to the KUGS, and we’re going to go eat sweet potato fries and drink mac+jack with zach (ha, that rhymed) at the ’shoe, and take my dog to the park, and lol and lol and lol. And yes, I’m also coming to Eugene, though it might be a one-night engagement. So we’ll see how that all goes.
3.) Barak Obama = thumbsup. anyone who says otherwise has no compassion and no conscious or is completely ignorant to the desperate situation this country/world is really in. and also doesn’t give two shits about their children, or grandchildren, or potential children or grand children. because even if you’re going to kick it in ten years, you made those kids come into the world, so you’d better fucking leave it in decent shape for them.

4.) i love to paint.

5.) i love KUGS.

goodbye, yellow brick road…

i had a very bizarre dream that my parents were moving out of our old house, and all the furniture was on the lawn….but they had nowhere to go. in that same night of sleep, i also dreamed that i was kidnapped and taken to the rainforest, and that i was hanging out with melissa and paige and tara at tara’s old house. so, there’s a peek at my subconscious. all signs point to that i feel hijacked in washington and miss the security of eugene/ my teenage years. don’t really need to be a psychic to see that one, although i’m sure my mother (www.lunarmom.wordpress.com) could read further into it.

in other news, dropped off a few more resumes today. i think there must be something like, innately abrasive about the first impression i give because NO ONE HAS HIRED ME. wickety-whack.

also, elton john is great.

also, so is having a little dog in your lap.

also, today zach and i went to costco. and i was once again reminded that bellingham is a town of living dead.

long weekend- that is the nice thing about unemployment! also, we’re going to baker tomorrow!

hurray for the warrens! so stoked. haven’t gone snowboarding since last year and i’m very excited.

even if it is going to be colder than satan’s testes up there.

over + out

xoxo hanna

p.s. i am subbing a show on tuesday from noon to 2 (www.kugs.org), so tune in and here me spin the illest new beats, yo. or something.

someone show me how to tell the dancer from the dance.

at times like these, i find there are 2 good things to do:

1.) make a pitcher of smoothies with fruit and yogurt. add rum.

2.) put on a live eagles album.

these two simple acts serve two purposes:

-to remind you of how much you’ve grown up, and

-to remind you that you are still a child, dancing around the sunny livingroom in used clothes, with your hair in your face.

so that’s what i’m doing.

i know i’m not blameless. i know i am harsh, quick-tempered, and too often say the things that i know will cut the deepest. but i went out of my way to deal with my demons- to the point of making it a practice to email with doctors (ugh), re-arrange my mental chemistry and become the sad-eyed charity case at the school health center.

so no, i don’t think i deserve this either.

because i had an amazing day today.

my radio show was incredible. it felt so good. i was almost flawless with the controls and put together a great set on my first music shift.

yeah, i’m pretty proud of that.

also, i went to the gym. because that is something that always makes me feel good.

so essentially….i know i am cocky, and careless, and crude, and capricious and that i am not as delicate with others as i should be, that i am self-centered and often let my own feelings get in the way of helping those that i love.

but it’s like my english teacher in middle school used to say- the microphone can’t pick up what you don’t put out.

and i’m putting out as much help as i can offer. but if there’s no feedback, then i’m going to run out of things to say pretty quick.