meadow - ellwood butterfly preserve - goleta, ca
so much information is buzzing in my little head. i caught up on hours and hours of npr podcasts while stuffing and stamping envelopes for the friendship bridge fundraiser my mom is organizing. strangely, i so enjoy seemingly monotonous tasks where i can compete with myself to see how efficient i can possibly be. let's just say that i've become a master at the art of assemblage. and just as i love the soft sound of a breeze passing through blades of grass, i oddly enjoy the ch.ch.ch. sound created when cardstock meets its envelope home. weird. sure. but i believe it imperative to recall what i'm thankful for in instances where i feel frustrated. the whole political climate has me stressed. we cannot let mccain--and palin especially--into the white house. have you seen the upcoming cover of newsweek? apparently she who totes a rifle, promotes offshore drilling, and mocks ambition to better our planet--among other denouncable things--is appealing to a whole bunch of people. to be completely honest, every word that comes out of her mouth fills me with an insatiable urge to scream. i cannot wait until the debates. i hope she gets knocked on her ass.