You Wise Women are moseying on out of athens at a pretty steady rate...first Amelia, then Jacq, then Beckaliss sneaking off for weeks at a time, KB you're probably halfway across the world at this time....leaves Julia and I to hold down the fort.

Which we have been, in case you were wondering. With Jonna gone for Bonaroo and Kibbs who-knows-where, I've had a few days to revert to my usual solo-endeavors:

-Cooking: tried to make some pita bread, but I used that yeast that you bought a long time ago, Hattie, and I think it had gone bad. (aka, pita bread was more like rubbery tortillas). Have a sourdough starter fermenting on top of the fridge. Also first little mini-harvest from the idiot garden last week! (see picture below. other one is jonna and my little 64 towne club garden)

-Working out more: I was definitely waddling at work today from some of those strange lunge sequences on Women'sHealth. Still working on the bouldering thing, but it is so hard it's borderline discouraging. However, it does contribute to #3 solo endeavor:
-Befriending randos: swimming in the river with climbing wall folks, going on dates with attractive Roots farmer, hanging out with Lucas and Will from Roswell at the pool and acting like we're great friends even though they didn't really know who I was, 3rd-wheeling with Susi and Rhys downtown.
-and, of course doing loads and loads of laundry but forgetting to dry them.



I did also mean tell you guys about Wakarusa, but that feels a little dated now, so I'll just toss out some highlights to remember....


-Interstate 540: gorgeous. 23S to the festival: ditto.
-First beer as a 21-yr-old: Miller highlife, champagne of beers, with Biss while setting up camp. I bought a case of this very beer myself at the last liquor store before reentering one of the many dry counties in AR. My ID was checked using a id-checker's guidebook and deemed legit. Don't worry, we weren't in a rush to check in and not loose our $200 deposit or anything.
-Checking into my volunteer shift for 11:45am-5pm and realizing I was actually working from 11:45pm-5am. oops. It turned out fine; I took a little nap and then gave out headphones at the silent disco (aka DJ dance party over headphones around a campfire) from midnight to 4am as my work. Got lucky with my other shifts, too: "passing out flyers" (aka, holding flyers while watching the Black Keys, drinking Bloody Mary w/ fellow volunteer); and "VIP duty" (aka, pouring/drinking beer, lunchladying mac&cheese, getting tipped).
-Railroad Earth. Widespread Panic. Split Leaf Rayfield. John Butler Trio. State Radio. Black Keys.
-Sitting on the top of our neighbor's RV and throwing glowsticks at passersby. Actually, our neighbors in general (except for the weird girl who never left her tent), and the amount of glowsticks thrown out at every big show in general.
-Waking up one morning, pissed from no sleep, to someone talking about dinosaurs. Realizing that night, as I gave them PBRs, it was the tripping-out boys we had danced/ played friz with describing/reenacting how they felt like they were walking when they were on some random drug.
-Leaving arkansas around midnight after JBT, me snoozing off a few beers first shift, and driving through the sunrise to get back to ath in time for work.


Work....I'm working my own version of a "double" tomorrow: ORC in the morning, then 5&10 por la noche. Sounds like I need to get to bed!