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Kale with local sweet onion, garlic, dulce, purple and fingerling potatoes. Quinoa. Corn on the cob. This is a typical dinner for me. I am amazed at the wonderfulness of food.

I'm amazed at the wonderfulness of everything, today. Helpful physical therapy. My friends. My sweet cute healthy playful cat. A perfect latte. Savory treats. Melty soaky warm water happiness. Sunflowers bursting. Purple hair. Wings wings wings.

I want to glue my ears on now! But no. Not until Friday. Or my hair will turn them purple. (I sleep in them over the weekend at Faerieworlds. Spirit gum and liquid latex hold up surprisingly well, even through sleeping and showering.)

I'm oddly not the slightest bit stressed even though I'm very behind in what I wanted to get done by now. No point in stressing. I'm so happy just to go. And I'm happy to prepare calmly and slowly, enjoying each moment of the process, and the moments between.

Faerieworlds! Squeep!

Eva, beautiful beautiful Eva, died this morning.

It feels so empty, death. Like someone turning off a light.

It's so sad but I have to remember that I'm so very lucky that I ever stumbled upon her journal in the first place. I feel unworthy of the minuscule friendship she and I developed years ago - ashamed of taking even a moment of her thought and energy when she had so much else to do and such a short amount of time. She was 23. Would have been 24 on March 31st.

She has inspired me and honestly changed my life in a hugely positive way. My Gratitude Lists started in reaction to her bravery and spirit, the way she lived above petty concerns the rest of us have the luxury of debasing ourselves with, if we're not careful.

I'm more careful, to love and appreciate and enjoy life, in every moment, thanks to her.

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This video was posted on her journal this evening with the following text:

"Eva receives the 2010 Summerhayes Award in room 450 at Vancouver General Hospital. Presented by Leona Pinsky and Sterling Aurel to honour Eva's work on behalf of the Canadian Cystic Fibrosis Foundation both in fundraising and CF awareness."

This is a movie that was just edited by Justin last night. We would like to share it because Eva states so eloquently her position on organ donation and Cystic Fibrosis awareness and that this will become such a major part of her legacy.

"Crows at sunset" (Watch on YouTube)

Things accomplished today:

* slept in late with snuggly kitty (she just nuzzled my arm for pettings, aw)
* called my step-mom
* had coffee w/ Chris
* grocery shopping, got trail mix for jury duty on Tuesday
* closed storm windows (thanks for the help, Pher!)

Already doing better than I thought I would!

Things I'd still like to get done today, but will probably only complete a few of:

* run errands w/ Joshua
* dishes
* laundry
* clean room, put away face paints
* finish headdress and Myrrh's Day of the Dead corsage (here's me in the headdress as-is):


* clean up crafty mess on diningroom table
* clean up/organize crafty stuff in the basement
* sweep/mop kitchen and bathroom floors, vacuum the rest
* steal Pride & Prejudice from mom's house to read on jury duty day
* take pictures of giant grey striped garden spider in her web
* get school notebook and prep bag for Tuesday (I have my first drawing class after jury duty)
* cook fresh wild line caught halibut fillet and saute spinach for dinner
* make lunches for work this week
* give Willow her medicine
* put stretchy clothing in work bag for physical therapy appt. on Monday
* put up Halloween decorations

Me at the 2008 Portland Zombie Walk. Discovered recently via (the dreaded) Facebook.

Was such a lovely time. Can't wait to be a dead fairy again. I think this year I may follow the group around with spray cleaner and rags/paper towels and be the blood-cleanup-zombie-fairy thing.

I'm pretty content with my life right now. There will always be more that I want, but I can see what I have and appreciate it. It's pretty good. I like the house, that it has a fireplace, and a Willowkitty. I like my friends, I like my social activities. Exposure to music and my friends' creative endeavors, especially. I can buy myself healthy food, and I have time and a kitchen and implements with which to prepare it. Have a shiny car. Can drink Ristretto drip coffee at home. Mmm, delicious.

I am timidly beginning to dream of one day rolling my student loans into a home loan. A modest little house with a fireplace and a garden, where I can have a dog and a cat and two chickens.

So I don't have any savings, my parents barely speak to me and I fear being completely consumed by their debt as soon as one of them falls ill, I'm still not skating, I can't afford vacations, I don't read enough, I have ratty old furniture and clothes and bedding and towels and can't afford to replace them. Those things do not impede my contentedness.

Sun's out again. Today cleaning will commence in earnest, along with the roasting of chicken and making of stock afterward. More cider, more fire, might go to Home Depot to buy a splitting maul - Chris thinks I'm going to break my leg with Skot's cheap bent dull little ax. We'll see. About the maul. Not the leg-breaking. I don't want to see about that, heh. Anyway. Breakfast first. Then cleaning. My room, then the bathroom, kitchen last. I did all the dishes last night after making cookies. Even though it was after midnight. Feels pretty good to wake up to a clean kitchen. I have a fancy breakfast planned for myself. Wish I had someone to share it with. Hmmm.