I was in a bad

I was in a bad mood. Now I am in a better mood.

This is why I was in a bad mood: I barely studied at all this weekend, which is bad. But i got a lot of things done around the apartment, like cleaning and paying bills and buying the coolest little plants, which is good. But when you are in lab trying to identify the left recurrent laryngeal nerve in the mediastinal region that you butchered last week, the fact that you now have four amazing aquatic scirpus grass-like plants growing in your windowsill doesn't do all that much for you. I mean, dont get me wrong - the plants are great - but i swear that small dogs break into the lab at night and gnaw at our little body - either that or we are just really poor dissectors and are inadvertantly hacking her to bits. Sorry if that is offensive.

Anyway, back to the badness... So i am behind in my studies. But that WAS going to be remedied tonight when i got home and studied all evening. But then i picked mike up after my preceptorship and went to the motorcycle shop to return the foot pegs that i bought because they are too small for the trooper. She is a dainty beast. Zoomed all the way out there on MLK in the middle of rush hour only to find the shop closed. Great. Then went all the way back into SE to pick up some coffee at Stumptown. Which would have turned out fine, had my scooter not refused to start on the way out. Hmm. Then i started getting all flustered and frustrated with driving, because CARS suck! The people who drive them are dumb and dont pay attention and never use their turn signals and think that just because I start SLIGHTLY slower than they do that they can cut me off and then have the gall to make a lot of horrible exhaust fumes all over the place. And everyone i see has only one person in their very large , very heavy automobile. Not cool.

So i was flustered. Which apparently gave the powers at be the right to get back at me by making the spring mysteriously disappear from the stand of my scooter. Which made the stand scrape and dangle, which was only remedied by tying Fred Meyer bulk twisty ties aroud it. Then, while stopping for burritoes, the whole thing just fell off. Then, after twisty tying the stand back on infront of several burrito eating customers, the thing wouldn't start again. Now i have to deal with the fact that little old grunty will leaning up against the neighbor's stone wall all night, not to mention the fact that i will have to get up extra early to take the bus tomorrow. Hence, the very bad mood.

Here's what started getting me in a better mood: I got home and read a lovely email from my mom about her recent trip to our cabin in south dakota. Then i got an email from my friend Starr, an old lewis and clark buddy, who is honestly one of the funniest people i have ever met. In her email she described in amusing detail a recent saga about her bout with fleas, and the unfortunate dermatological mishap that occured when she applied pet flea killer to her own skin. Now whenever I'm feelin' low, i can remember starr and think "atleast i don't have fleas." I am trying to get Starr's permission to reprint her email messages right here on fiona.cx, as sort of a compilation/homage. I hope she'll let me. They are effing funny.

Then, as i was still recovering from the second email in my inbox, i opened the third. It was a message from Reed, saying that he had developed some of the film from our shoot in Astoria (fyi - i am acting as Andrea in the silent film accompaniement to a rock opera called The Showering Dragons, written by my friend Marianna Ritchey, and performed by her band The Badger King). He attached some of the black and white shots - and they look great! I put them on my pictures page! You should go look at them now! Here! I will make it very easy for you! Simply click on this