Through My Eyes: A Journal

By Liz Root

Contact Liz by emailing her at liz@vagrantcafe.com

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5/18/2002
this morning i decided to go to an andrew wyeth art show downtown, and then had breakfast (eggs, toast, hashbrowns) at the diner. and it all just felt surreal. knowing that this is where i'm from and that i know my way around and that i'll probably always come back to visit as long as i have friends who live here. but also knowing that in a way, i don't miss it. i don't miss the distractions or spending so much money in such a short period of time. even being surrounded with stuff, it's all empty. it's just more things to buy, more material things to possess. i'm not interested anymore. or rather...i feel compelled to buy many things while i'm here. i do miss parks and skylines though.


- liz r. - 5/18/2002

5/16/2002
this hazelnut latte is pretty weak. oh well...that's what i get for going to Crane. oh well. i've been inspired to write lately, but i don't really have my own computer. which makes it somewhat difficult.

so i've been home since saturday (it's thursday night now). i swear it feels like time stops when i'm here. and i feel bad b/c i haven't been hanging out with my family as much as i would like to. but i still have another week. i'll just have to make time. it's just hard when everyone works during the day and can only hang out at night.

however...i'm about to help jill dye her hair, so off i go...

p.s. sometimes the faceless is the most appealing.


- liz r. - 5/16/2002

5/15/2002
i've been waking up at 8 a.m. every day this week. and i haven't really minded. i've been sleeping on the couch, which while comfortable, is in the living room, and so i'm kind of half awake all night.

i've also been to caffeine dreams every day since i've gotten here. it's a cool coffee shop with pretty great coffee. i can't want until the shop jessie and i are opening actually opens. it won't feel real i don't think.

well, i don't have much to say, do i?


- liz r. - 5/15/2002

5/14/2002
there must be a nice way of saying, "so and so annoys me" without just saying it. don't worry, if you think you're so and so, you're not. so and so does not read this blog. so in the vaguest way possible...let's just say that sometimes in life, we encounter people we don't know what to do with. people who get you on the phone to talk your ear off about nothing for 15 minutes. people you've never met but boy do they sure think they know you and have the right to ask you about 20 personal questions in the span of 2 minutes. and perhaps this makes me some kind of snob for mentioning it, but oh well. and that's all i'll say about that.

also, i'm finally to that point in life where a good chunk of people i know either are or have gotten married. to which i say, no thanks. i mean, sure i'd love to be married...but in spite of all my wishes, i think it would do me well to wait a few more years. i mean, i wouldn't mind having a relationship, but i'd hope that we could just kind hang out a couple years before getting married, ya know? is that too much to ask? probably so. i shouldn't even worry about it. it will happen when it happens, and it will probably happen next year for all i know, just because i don't want it to.

time for a nap.


- liz r. - 5/14/2002

5/13/2002
just a couple of things. first, i love pedro the lion. second, it's good to be able to hang out with my friends again. third, i'm going shopping for presents for people today. all i hope is that i find cool stuff for cheap. fourth, i keep getting these weird blisters on my right hand ring finger. fifth, pedro the lion's song "magazine" is one of the best songs ever, lyrically speaking. "i feel the darkness growing stronger as you cram light down my throat, how does that work out for you in your holy quest to be above reproach?" ouch.

also, is there anything better than sharing pizza and a beer with a group of friends at a cheap restaurant? i think not.


- liz r. - 5/13/2002

5/12/2002
hey kids. i'm in nebraska. sorry if i don't write much for the next two weeks or so.
- liz r. - 5/12/2002