le sigh

Dear Jacob,

Let me start by saying, "Thank you." You have stood with Elizabeth and me throughout this campaign. Your support has sustained us as we have traveled across this country.

Earlier today, I suspended my campaign for the Democratic nomination for the presidency. I made this announcement from where our journey began just over 12 months ago: New Orleans.

I began my presidential campaign in New Orleans to remind the country that all of us -- as citizens and as a government -- have a moral responsibility to each other, and what we do together matters.

Now, it's time for me to step aside so that history can blaze its path. We do not know who will take the final steps to the White House -- but what we do know is that our Democratic Party will make history.

And, along the way, all of you who have been involved in this campaign and this movement for change and this cause, I am asking you to continue speaking out for those who have no voice, just as Elizabeth and I will continue to do. We need you.

Do not turn away from the great struggles before us. Do not give up on the causes that we have fought for. Do not walk away from what's possible, because it's time for all of us -- all of us together -- to make the two Americas one. We need you.

I hope you will take a few moments to listen to the video clip of my speech in New Orleans earlier this afternoon or to read it below.

In the meantime, Elizabeth and my family join me in thanking all of you for your support and for working so hard on my behalf. We are truly blessed to have such friends.

Thank you.

John Edwards
January 30, 2008

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Thank you all very much. We're very proud to be back here.

During the spring of 2006, I had the extraordinary experience of bringing 700 college kids here to New Orleans to work. These are kids who gave up their spring break to come to New Orleans to work, to rehabilitate houses, because of their commitment as Americans, because they believed in what was possible, and because they cared about their country.

I began my presidential campaign here to remind the country that we, as citizens and as a government, have a moral responsibility to each other, and what we do together matters. We must do better, if we want to live up to the great promise of this country that we all love so much.

It is appropriate that I come here today. It's time for me to step aside so that history can blaze its path. We do not know who will take the final steps to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, but what we do know is that our Democratic Party will make history. We will be strong, we will be unified, and with our convictions and a little backbone we will take back the White House in November and we'll create hope and opportunity for this country.

This journey of ours began right here in New Orleans. It was a December morning in the Lower Ninth Ward when people went to work, not just me, but lots of others went to work with shovels and hammers to help restore a house that had been destroyed by the storm.

We joined together in a city that had been abandoned by our government and had been forgotten, but not by us. We knew that they still mourned the dead, that they were still stunned by the destruction, and that they wondered when all those cement steps in all those vacant lots would once again lead to a door, to a home, and to a dream.

We came here to the Lower Ninth Ward to rebuild. And we're going to rebuild today and work today, and we will continue to come back. We will never forget the heartache and we'll always be here to bring them hope, so that someday, one day, the trumpets will sound in Musicians' Village, where we are today, play loud across Lake Ponchartrain, so that working people can come marching in and those steps once again can lead to a family living out the dream in America.

We sat with poultry workers in Mississippi, janitors in Florida, nurses in California.

We listened as child after child told us about their worry about whether we would preserve the planet.

We listened to worker after worker say "the economy is tearing my family apart."

We walked the streets of Cleveland, where house after house was in foreclosure.

And we said, "We're better than this. And economic justice in America is our cause."

And we spent a day, a summer day, in Wise, Virginia, with a man named James Lowe, who told us the story of having been born with a cleft palate. He had no health care coverage. His family couldn't afford to fix it. And finally some good Samaritan came along and paid for his cleft palate to be fixed, which allowed him to speak for the first time. But they did it when he was 50 years old. His amazing story, though, gave this campaign voice: universal health care for every man, woman and child in America. That is our cause.

And we do this -- we do this for each other in America. We don't turn away from a neighbor in their time of need. Because every one of us knows that what -- but for the grace of God, there goes us. The American people have never stopped doing this, even when their government walked away, and walked away it has from hardworking people, and, yes, from the poor, those who live in poverty in this country.

For decades, we stopped focusing on those struggles. They didn't register in political polls, they didn't get us votes and so we stopped talking about it. I don't know how it started. I don't know when our party began to turn away from the cause of working people, from the fathers who were working three jobs literally just to pay the rent, mothers sending their kids to bed wrapped up in their clothes and in coats because they couldn't afford to pay for heat.

We know that our brothers and sisters have been bullied into believing that they can't organize and can't put a union in the workplace. Well, in this campaign, we didn't turn our heads. We looked them square in the eye and we said, "We see you, we hear you, and we are with you. And we will never forget you." And I have a feeling that if the leaders of our great Democratic Party continue to hear the voices of working people, a proud progressive will occupy the White House.

Now, I've spoken to both Senator Clinton and Senator Obama. They have both pledged to me and more importantly through me to America, that they will make ending poverty central to their campaign for the presidency.

And more importantly, they have pledged to me that as President of the United States they will make ending poverty and economic inequality central to their Presidency. This is the cause of my life and I now have their commitment to engage in this cause.

And I want to say to everyone here, on the way here today, we passed under a bridge that carried the interstate where 100 to 200 homeless Americans sleep every night. And we stopped, we got out, we went in and spoke to them.

There was a minister there who comes every morning and feeds the homeless out of her own pocket. She said she has no money left in her bank account, she struggles to be able to do it, but she knows it's the moral, just and right thing to do. And I spoke to some of the people who were there and as I was leaving, one woman said to me, "You won't forget us, will you? Promise me you won't forget us." Well, I say to her and I say to all of those who are struggling in this country, we will never forget you. We will fight for you. We will stand up for you.

But I want to say this -- I want to say this because it's important. With all of the injustice that we've seen, I can say this, America's hour of transformation is upon us. It may be hard to believe when we have bullets flying in Baghdad and it may be hard to believe when it costs $58 to fill your car up with gas. It may be hard to believe when your school doesn't have the right books for your kids. It's hard to speak out for change when you feel like your voice is not being heard.

But I do hear it. We hear it. This Democratic Party hears you. We hear you, once again. And we will lift you up with our dream of what's possible.

One America, one America that works for everybody.

One America where struggling towns and factories come back to life because we finally transformed our economy by ending our dependence on oil.

One America where the men who work the late shift and the women who get up at dawn to drive a two-hour commute and the young person who closes the store to save for college. They will be honored for that work. One America where no child will go to bed hungry because we will finally end the moral shame of 37 million people living in poverty.

One America where every single man, woman and child in this country has health care.

One America with one public school system that works for all of our children.

One America that finally brings this war in Iraq to an end. And brings our service members home with the hero's welcome that they have earned and that they deserve.

Today, I am suspending my campaign for the Democratic nomination for the Presidency.

But I want to say this to everyone: with Elizabeth, with my family, with my friends, with all of you and all of your support, this son of a millworker's gonna be just fine. Our job now is to make certain that America will be fine.

And I want to thank everyone who has worked so hard – all those who have volunteered, my dedicated campaign staff who have worked absolutely tirelessly in this campaign.

And I want to say a personal word to those I've seen literally in the last few days – those I saw in Oklahoma yesterday, in Missouri, last night in Minnesota – who came to me and said don't forget us. Speak for us. We need your voice. I want you to know that you almost changed my mind, because I hear your voice, I feel you, and your cause is our cause. Your country needs you – every single one of you.

All of you who have been involved in this campaign and this movement for change and this cause, we need you. It is in our hour of need that your country needs you. Don't turn away, because we have not just a city of New Orleans to rebuild. We have an American house to rebuild.

This work goes on. It goes on right here in Musicians' Village. There are homes to build here, and in neighborhoods all along the Gulf. The work goes on for the students in crumbling schools just yearning for a chance to get ahead. It goes on for day care workers, for steel workers risking their lives in cities all across this country. And the work goes on for two hundred thousand men and women who wore the uniform of the United States of America, proud veterans, who go to sleep every night under bridges, or in shelters, or on grates, just as the people we saw on the way here today. Their cause is our cause.

Their struggle is our struggle. Their dreams are our dreams.

Do not turn away from these great struggles before us. Do not give up on the causes that we have fought for. Do not walk away from what's possible, because it's time for all of us, all of us together, to make the two Americas one.

Thank you. God bless you, and let's go to work. Thank you all very much.

The Penthouse Goes Orange

This weekend I had visiters at the Penthouse!



Laleh, one of my best friends from high school, brought down two of her gal pals from Syracuse (Chae and Mary Clare) to enjoy the big city. "So we have a Persian, an Irish girl and an Asian, and we're in a Caribbean neighborhood," I told them upon arrival. "I feel like we're at a model UN meeting."

I felt bad because I was a lazy-ass and STILL hadn't done laundry upon their arrival, but they were still impressed by the penthouse. Friday night we did the token Times Square thing,



because I make all of my visitors ride the ferris wheel at Toys 'R' Us and get a souvie pic. We rode the Monopoly car.

After that and a bite to eat at McDonald's, we ventured up to Midtown to walk by the ice skating rink and to hit some clubs ... or so we thought. Because at 52nd and 5th, the incident happened.

I was uncharacteristically in the back, with the girls in front. One second the crosswalk is entirely clear with no traffic coming. A blink later, and a honking taxi cab speeds through a red light. I hear "CHAE!" then a "WHOA" and I see that Chae is on the ground. The cab pulls over and Laleh and Mary Clare chase it down, while I stay on the corner with Chae.

"Are you okay?" I asked.
"It hit my foot," she explained. A very nice couple talked to us -- the husband seemed to be a doctor and his wife seemed to be a lawyer -- while their friend walked with Laleh to get the information from the cab driver as Mary Clare joined me and Chae. Chae was able to stand by herself but admitted being afraid to walk on her foot. We called an ambulance just as a precaution, as it seemed a good idea to get an x-ray. We didn't get the names of the couple, and I wanted to thank them, as well as be their friends, because they seemed who I wanted to be in ten years.

The ambulance from New York Presbyterian Hospital arrived rather quickly. "Oh, good, Presbyterians!" Laleh cried.
"Stop making fun of my religion all the time," Chae whined.
We asked the driver where he was from.
"Flawahpawk Lawnilin," he said.
"How do you say that if you aren't from New York?" Mary Clare asked.
"Floral Park, Long Island," he explained.



The driver got back to his seat while the four of us hopped in the back of an ambulance. "We can turn on the siren," the driver said. "For all these people know, she's dying back here."





Chae explained that the boots we were all making fun of possibly saved her foot, and had she been wearing sneakers her foot would have been crushed. Laleh and Mary Clare promised to never make fun of the boots again.

"Oooh, I've never been to the Upper East Side before," I told myself as we continued going uptown. Up around the '70s, the driver took us through a reserved area of Central Park as a way to get to the hospital faster.
"Well, we saw Central Park," Laleh noted. "At least we can cross that off the list."
"Good news," the EMT in the back told us. "You're under 21, so you get to get checked in on the pedes floor." That meant toys and fun pictures on the wall!

In the parking lot, Mary Clare interviewed an orderly who spoke with a strong African accent. "Did you have any interesting cases tonight?" she asked.
"No," he said. "And now I go home to my drink."
"That's what WE wanted to do!" I whined.
"You can not have drink!" he cried. "You are just baby!"
"He's actually the oldest one here," MC said under her breath. Then I felt old.

Chae rolled in, got checked in, and ... then we stayed at the hospital. For a long ass time. She ended up not having a fracture, we took a cab to the closest subway, took the 4 train home, and ended up not getting back to the penthouse until six in the morning. Ugh!

The next day, we hit Canal Street (Chinatown/SoHo) to hit up some shopping. Laleh is an expert barterer as she has experience of watching her dad in Iran. None of the Chinatown vendors talked to Chae. Walking through SoHo filled me with an unhealthy desire to be insanely wealthy. We also stopped by this restaurant, which made me think of my friend Diva!

On the way back, Chae had to go to the bathroom really bad -- and not that kind. When the train hit the stop, her and I sprinted to my apartment; not bad for an asthmatic and a girl with a bum foot.

That night, we hit up the West Village because Laleh and MC wanted piercings and Chae flirted with the idea of getting a tattoo. Laleh and MC got their rooks pierced by a lady named Carmen, who spoke with a heavy Spanish accent, wore a midriff top despite having an ample stomach, and she had HUMUNGOUS BOOBS. We all fell in love with her and wished she would have gone out with us. She was also very diplomatic when we told her that the tattoo guy next door seemed kind of douchey. "You have to feel good about it," she said. "It is connection, like doctor. It is not yust something you go do."

We were in a neighborhood that was lined up with tattoo parlors -- much like that block in Chelsea lined up with hair salons -- so Chae went to a place next door where we felt more confident about their service. Girl got to go back to Syracuse with crutches and a tattoo. After that, we hit up a hole inj the wall bar in Midtown that HAD LEINENKUGEL'S, brewed in Chippewa Falls, Wisconsin, hometown of Whitey, my freshman year roommate! Granted, I didn't order any, because I was feeling burpy and only had one Gas-X on me and beer only makes that problem worse, but I was still very stoked that it was available. It took us forever to get home, and right before our stop a homeless man fell on top of me. I didn't mind too much because a) I was tired/drunk, b) at least he didn't try to mug me, and c) I was excited about getting to read a Color Purple playbill! Everyone in the cast is very religious and Chaka Khan doesn't do matinee performances.

Sunday afternoon arrived, and I took the girls out for some Brooklyn pizza. Laleh and I were excited that the pizza parlor had Slice! "I haven't had orange pop since third grade soccer practice," she reminisced. Leinenkugel's and Slice in one weekend? Someone up there loves me.

The girls left, and in a perfect world I'll not only get a kick-ass job, but one that gives me a weekend off so I can head up to Syracuse this semester for a visit! Laleh is studying abroad for a year and Chae is thinking of transferring, so it's kind of a now or never moment. We shall see.

I Really Did Have G.I. Joes as a Kid, Honest

The only celebrity to make me type in annoying caps -- for example, OH MY GOD CHANNING TATUM -- has just been cast as Duke in the G.I. Joe movie.

Honest to Blog

I went to the movies yesterday because I decided that I needed to get out of the penthouse more often, especially since all weekend I did nothing but drink. It's what you're do when unemployed and school isn't in session, I guess. Still, drinking by yourself is a lot different than drinking in crappy basement parties surrounded by your peers. Then I kept thinking about what my story would be like if I went on Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew.

I enjoyed the movie I saw (more on that later), but I ended up losing a bunch of money yesterday. I bought a new MetroCard and prompty lost it. I bought my ticket online using Fandango but took the wrong train to the theater and ended up getting hella lost on the Lower East Side. I spilled nacho cheese all over my white shoes and it won't come out. I must have done something to deserve such bad karma, but I am sick of the world kicking me in the balls.

Anyway, I saw Juno and loved it. I had heard that it was "kind of Minnesotan", but that movie is absolutely 100% Minnesotan, and I'm sure I would have liked it enough had I not come from the Gopher State, but I think that much like Drop Dead Gorgeous, one gets additional enjoyment out of it seeing their home state being represented so well.

Today I am to sort out the red tape at my school that would make FEMA blush, then I'm to do 25 loads of laundry, and then I have to take this proficiency exam thing. I'm waiting for Target to call me, only to possibly turn them down, since they had me sign what my availability was three times and now thanks to this joke of a school my schedule has been completely re-shuffled. Laleh is visiting this weekend and I want to be excited, but I can't help but think how much cleaning I will have to do, how I have absolutely no money to entertain her or give her a real New York City experience, how my life is an illusion. I had to go to the CollegeBoard website today and all that website does is depress me. I have been to two different colleges, and neither time was I there for the right reasons.

Humph.

News & Notes

I'm only registered for six credits right now because my college has more red tape than FEMA. I've hit a wall when it comes to it. I think the whole thing was a mistake, but I also know it was my only way out, and that the alternative (sitting in my parents' basement hating life and wondering what could have been) would have been so much worse.

I should NOT be watching High School Musical 2 Around the World, but I am, and I am so embarrassed about it. At least I can take comfort in the fact that I only have a crush on Zac Efron when he is Link Larkin. He is old enough to be my grandson.

Is Sharpay supposed to be the villain in this thing? 'Cuz, she's like, the best person in this damn movie.

My good friend wants to visit. It would be nice, but a) I have no money to do fun, NYC stuff and b) the penthouse is ghettotastic right now.

So Long Banana

I had my last shift at Banana Republic today. I was not aware it was my last shift until the middle of it, when I went to check next week's schedule and saw that my name was not on the roster, and then a co-worker told me this was the last week for the seasonals (we were hired for 90, but according to Gap Inc. math 90 is fiftysomething. Okay).

I felt bummed, like I'm sure the cast of Full House did when they found out on day they taped their season finale that it was actually the SERIES finale (and why do I know that off of the top of my head?). But I never really fit in at that place anyway, even though I did end up being really good at shoes. When it came to that job, I was Jackie Gayda'd.



Jackie Gayda was the co-winner of Tough Enough 2, a reality show put together by WWE when they wanted to join the reality TV Bandwagon. The contestants of Tough Enough received rudimentary training to be professional wrestlers, and the winners were awarded WWE contracts, becoming either WWE Superstars if they were other boys or WWE Divas if they were girls (no one can ever be called a "wrestler" in WWE, which, like many things about the world of pro wrestling, is very odd).

I have a point with this, I promise! The winners of the first Tough Enough didn't show up on the TV shows for a long time after winning the competition, because they were being trained in the developmental territories. But the second time around, they thought that they needed more girls on the shows right away because they had just split the company up into two different brands, so even though Jackie hardly had any experience or training, they put her in a mixed tag team match on Raw, which is a live show. It is thought by many to be one of the worst matches in the show's history, as it was painfully obvious that Jackie had no idea what she was doing. The match mercifully ended when her opponent jumped off the top rope and grazed the back of her head, and then Jackie stood there for a few seconds before falling down on her face to take the move. She wasn't on TV again for over a year.

So anyway, that's how I felt at that job some nights, when I was supposed to fold cashmere sweaters but I had NO IDEA how to fold cashmere sweaters, and everybody would just give me dirty looks and wonder what the hell was wrong with me. Tomorrow I interview at Target to go back to my roots as a cashier. They are building one a few blocks from my house, and if that is not a big bulls-eye sign from God, I don't know what is. Besides, Target is based in Minneapolis and that way I am being true to my roots. My back is already acting up, but that's why God made ibuprofen. And vodka. And if you have ibuprofen BEFORE vodka, it thins your blood and you get drunk faster, which is one of the many things I learned in college.

2007 Supporting Actress Blogathon

the following is a part of the 2007 supporting actress blogathon
for more entries, visit stinkylulu.blogspot.com

Last year, I had the privilege of discovering the blog of StinkyLulu, as well as his perennial Supporting Actress Blogathon, which I gleefully took part in last year. In all honesty, I was growing worried by November, when I realized that I had hardly seen any original films, but if the Blogathon should come with any rules, it should be that you don't go into a film expecting the Blogathon Performance; it will come to you. And on a hot, lonely August evening, I was at an overpriced multiplex at Union Square being dazzled by the performance of ...



MICHELLE PFEIFFER in HAIRSPRAY

There are plenty of admirable performances in this movie based on a musical based on a movie -- John Travolta gamely plays the zaftig Baltimore housewife Edna Turnblad as straightforwardly as a male actor could, and I would shamefully watch Amanda Bynes read the phonebook -- but the richest performance of the film belongs to Pfeiffer, who manages to play up the campy aspects of the film just enough without crashing through the ceiling that sends it over-the-top.

Velma von Tussle is a bigoted, racist woman who will stop at nothing to prevent anyone but her daughter, Amber, from winning Miss Teenage Hairspray on the local cable station, which she owns.



The film is so exhaustingly lighthearted, even when dealing with its subject of racism and bigotry, that losing the theme could have been a real danger. But with her pitch-perfect tantrums delivered in her signature purr, Pfeiffer's Velma prevents us from forgetting that Hairspray isn't just about the fat girl saving the day, but about triumphing over a very real problem.

There are several scenes of Velma showing her true colors --including a racially charged smackdown of Queen Latifah's Motormouth Maybelle -- but most vicious as far as the script is concerned is when Velma and her daughter run into the overweight Turnblad girls (Edna and her daughter Tracy) on a night on the town. "Tracy has certainly REDEFINED our standards!" Velma laughs, and it's laced with the perfect evil soccer mom underhanded delivery that's likely all too common in the politics of today's suburbia.

Only later in the film do Velma's layers get peeled away, when she attempts to seduce Edna's husband Wilbur (a plot point written specifically for the remake). Yes, it plays up Pfeiffer's sex appeal, but when Velma's ruse fails, there's a flicker of frustration and self-doubt: How could someone pick Edna over her? Is she no longer the young Miss Baltimore Crabs? For a brief moment, the character is damn near sympathetic. And by showing disdain for everybody in the film but her character's daughter, Pfeiffer makes it clear that she is not just motivated by bigotry, but also by a sense of allegiance to her daughter. It's the only humane motivation of Velma's to come through.



It is the consistency of Velma's nature that makes Pfeiffer's performance such a marvel. In the typically hokey, everyone-is-happy ending, the entire town of Baltimore, including Velma's daughter, welcomes integration on its airwaves -- except for Velma, who watches in horror as she is left as the only prejudicial person in town. Yes, naysayers would say the script dictates this, but there's something about Pfeiffer's last look of anger and shock that goes beyond the stock character of villainess. The last time that we see Velma von Tussle, her entire world has fallen apart as she knows it. At that particular moment in the film, we shouldn't really be caring about Velma anymore, but Pfeiffer is so forceful in the role that it's almost a shame when the camera pans back over to the kiddies.

It may not be the most naturalistic or subtle of performances, but for standing out in an admirable ensemble cast of eleven (remember that trailer?), Pfeiffer certainly deserves her due.

2007 surveys

1. What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before?
rode the subway
everything new york basically
oh and i did stand-up comedy
and went to the club
it was a big year i guess

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
i dont think i made any

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
cousin andi

4. Did anyone close to you die?
grandma jeanne
great-grandma nota

5. What countries did you visit?
none

6. What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?
CONFIDENCE
SELF-ACCEPTANCE
SELF-SUFFICIENCE

7. What date from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
July 15th, 'cuz I turned 21

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
moving to nyc
but it's not really my achievement

9. What was your biggest failure?
being my own worst enemy
not asking for help

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
depends what you mean

11. What was the best thing you bought?
my red shoes from la porta bella
the bouncers at splash always like them

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
idk

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
bill o'reilly

14. Where did most of your money go?
food

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
nothing :-(
depression does that to ya

16. What song will always remind you of 2007?
new york city
white houses (love to the UW)

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? i should be happier
ii. thinner or fatter? i must be thinner because mike and loretta both told me i look like a concentration camp survivor
i'll just send a card next christmas
iii. richer or poorer? soooo poor

18. What do you wish you'd done more?
smiled
believed

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
slept
cuz i did it ALL the time
dr. don would say it was running away from myself

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
xmas eve was at home and then greta came over and we watched the best song of the '90s on vh1
xmas we went to blaine minnesota
and my cousin gave me stomach flu

21. Did you fall in love in 2007?
nope

22. How many one-night stands?
0

23. What was your favorite TV program?
everything on ABC!! housewives, brothers & sisters until scottie came back, ugly betty, dirty sexy money, private practice ... also WWE Raw and judge judy

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
no

25. What was the best book you read?
celebrity detox (the fame game) by rosie o'donnell
if by best you mean only

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
the submarines
jordin sparks because tattoo is playing right now
although she's not really my musical discovery because she won american idol
CAN'T WASTE TIME SO GIVE ME THE MOMENT
I REALIZE NOTHING'S BROKEN
NO NEED TO WORRY ABOUT EVERYTHING I'VE DONE ...

27. What did you want and get?
a way out
so why was i so unhappy

28. What was your favorite film of this year?
i only saw two movies this year
and my smart self should say charlie wilson's war
but really
the only movie i saw in new york was HAIRSPRAY
at union square
for like fourteen dollars
and it was so worth it
"Doreen
Noreen
and I'm ...
*bam bam bam bam*
Link"
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
i turned 21
dane loretta mike larry shirley and i went to dinner at ... i forget the name of it
granite house or something like that
and then diva and i went to the CLUB

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
financial independence
or a car

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006?
jakey

32. What kept you sane?
vodka
The UW

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
oh channing

34. What political issue stirred you the most?
um how about OUR PRESIDENT SANCTIONED TORTURE
but that it doesn't make the news
because britney is more important

35. Who did you miss?
my UW girls
my STA peeps
grandma
pierre
even lizzie mutt

36. Who was the best new person you met?
amy
my NYC fashionista

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007:
to be present
soak things in
don't worry so much about the end picture
because you'll never be happy that way

38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Maybe you were all faster than me
We gave up each other up so easily
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been
So I go
And I will not be back here again
I'm as gone as day is fading
On white houses

I lie
With my injuries all in the dust
In my heart it's the (six) of us
In white houses

And you
Maybe you'll remember me
What I gave you is yours to keep
In white houses


~January~

1. did you have a New's Year's resolution?: no
2.Who kissed you at midnight?: no one i was by myself
3. does it snow where you live?: yes very much so
which is part of why i was by myself
4. do you like hot chocolate?: not really
5. have you ever been to times square to watch the ball drop?: no
i will someday

~February~

1. who was your valentine in 2007?: i didn't have one
2. what did your valentine get you?: nothing
3. when you were little, did you buy valentines for your whole class?: EVERYBODY DID
and then you made boxes
it was so fun

~March~

1. are you Irish?: a teeny tiny bit
2. Do you wear green on St. Patty's Day?: i believe i did
3. What did you do on St. Patty's Day?: oh ... i partied with the UW girls i'm sure
look it up in the archives if you must
4. did you meet anyone in march?: i'm sure i did
i was a social butterfly in my stout days

~April~

1. Do you like the rain?: YES
i would always walk in it when I got emo
2. Did you play an April fool's joke on anyone this year?: no
3. do you get tons of candy on easter?: I think so?
Did I go home on Easter? I can't remember

~May~

1. What's your favorite kind of flower?: dandelions
which is weird
cuz everybody hates them
2. Do u like the spring?: depressed people are indifferent to seasons
3. Finish the phrase: April showers bring may flowers, what do may flowers bring?: Anna Stark wrote pilgrims
And I will copy her
Because it is funny
4. What would you think of as a spring color?: blue, green, pink and purple pastels
I copied that from Anna too
Because it makes sense

~June~

1. What year did you graduate from school?: '05
But no one needs to know
BECAUSE NEXT YEAR I LIE ABOUT MY AGE
2. Did you go on any vacations last June?: no
i stayed in bed
i was depressed this summer
that is the recurring theme of this survey, kids

~July~

1. What did you do on the 4th of July?: i stayed home
but i wasn't sad about it
cuz diva and i went to tastes of minnesota two days before and they had fireworks
2. do you go on any vacations during this month?:hot laura and i took a road trip to MENOMBOMB baby

~August~

1. did you do anything special to end off your summer?: i moved to new york
2. what was your favorite summer memory of '07?: sleeping with erin mcC for a whole week
or my casino party
3. do you go swimming a lot in the summer?: no

~September~

1. Did you attend school/college in '07?: technically
but i dropped out every other day
2. who is/was your favorite teacher?: Dr. Entin
But then I dropped his class
3. do you like fall better than summer?: no
fall doesn't have my birthday

~October~

1. what was your favorite halloween costume ever?: Freshman year when I was Whitey!
2. what's your favorite candy?: dots
3. what did you dress up like this year?: i just bought devil horns and a pitchfork
i was on a budget

~November~

1. whose house do you usually go to for thanksgiving?: usually grandma shirley's
2. Do you like stuffing?: YES
3. what are you thankful for?: friends, family, indoor plumbing

~December~

1. do you celebrate christmas?: yes
2. have you ever been kissed under mistletoe?: no
3. what do you want this year for christmas?: world peace
4. what's the best present you ever got for Christmas?: a nintendo when i was 5
and then in fifth grade i sold it
and neither I nor my brother have forgiven me
5. do you like cold weather?: NO
6. How would u rate your 2007?: sad but transitional


AND DON'T FORGET TOMORROW!