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wish i may
i might
make a wish upon a star tonight..
email.
me.
i'm brooke. a short, fatish, bisexual, feminist, pacifist, very-liberal activist. i have 4 cats. and 2 computers, 2 kayaks, 1 masters degree, multiple backpacks, and way too many books.
i live in the most beautiful eugene, oregon. i'm currently disabled due to treatment resistant severe depression. i've been blogging since election day of 2000.
i'm born and raised in the mountains of southwestern virginia. i could join the daughters of the american revolution, i don't think they'd like me cause i hear they like to throw tea parties instead of rallies and revolutions.
links.
lane co. bill of rights defense committee (lcbordc) ~
bill of rights defense committee ~
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lisa ~
carrie ~
cinnamon
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Saturday, July 5
its been a long long day.
the citizen's picnic that i've been working on as a part of the lane co. bill of rights defense committee went great. i met a lot of really wonderful people, got to see urgent carnival do political theatre, and we got $45 in donations.
i had this whole thing in my head about how wonderful eugene is, but i'm so freakin' tired. eugene really is wonderful. and today just reminded me about why i continue to live here. the people, the place. i went to the fireworks and parked down at the bottom of skinner butte and then walked over to alton baker park. the walk to alton baker at night isn't something i do very often. its so nice down at the river, along the bike paths. the smell of the cottonwoods hit my nose, and the honeysuckle too. and the sound of the river, even with all the explosions of fireworks going on around me. and then just being on the defazio footbridge, where i ran into a friend/acquintence, all the people. i really feel like a part of this community. like this place is home. that in its quirkinesses its even more home. we all live here, the louder than usual progressives and the not so progressives, the rich and the poor, the all the different of us in this place that is so beautiful. we all endure the 9 months of rain, going about life and then when the sun comes we all go out and find each other yet again. no, we might not talk to each other, we pass people on our way from here to there, but we all share this city, these trees, that river. i have not yet found a family outside the one i was born into, but i've found a city outside the place i was born into that i actually consider home, maybe thats why i'm so passionate about living here. i dunno, but yeah.. i love it here.. i hope that life will allow me to stay here until i'm absolutely ready to leave it-- if i ever decide to leave.
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