mmmarilyn;

{a photo project, 2006}

21:42:02

clean room, clean heart

What a lovely day it was today. I don't know if I can fully express the delight of spring's onset after so so long under coats and sweaters and scarves and gloves and cold grey skies. It feels like being in the park with my mom and dad and brother when I was five, and flying a kite.

The skies weren't particularly blue or anything, but I wore a tank top and a light bright red jacket and wore my freshly-washed hair down and walked all over.

Bo's going to be here in two weeks--it's probably another reason I had such a pretty happy day--and we're going to ride the train up from Grand Central one day and spend part of our four-day weekend (!!!) in a little town in the Hudson River Valley. Also one night we're going to see the mother ... loving KIDS IN THE HALL in Times Square. We're going to probably split our sides open, guts and stomachs falling out into the aisle and it'll be just another awesome live show for the Kids.

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Food I've made in the last 24 hours:

• 24 carrot cake cupcakes with cream cheese walnut icing,
• chicken stock,
• matzo ball soup,
• a smoothie with fresh strawberries and organic yogurt and a banana,
• a bowl of pistachio ice cream,
• and I'm about to make a maple nutmeg cream pie tomorrow.

You think I'm pre-nesting? I'm starting to get excited about moving to Athens sometime this summer (middle or end?) and I wish I could start getting a place to live ready, but in the stead of that, I'm doing laundry here and making enough food to feed everyone and celebrate spring.

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mmmarilyn, v2

10 September 2004 through some vague point in summer 2006, contains lots of long introspective posts through an escape to Europe, deciding to move to NYC, falling head over heels for that boy.

mmmarilyn, v1

Very pink, from 7 april 2004 to 1 september 2004, composing the bulk of my most drunken and mad times. It's particularly bizarre when tinted with all that childish girliness.

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A few entries from a time without a digital home.

the question is wrong

my senior year at georgia tech (summer 2002 - summer 2003), somewhat sparse.

curiouser && curiouser

midway through gt: the exhibitionism really begins.

minor diaryland adjunct

sporadic hidden entries during my tumultuous sophmore year in college.

the beginning

fall 1999 - spring 2001.

Marilyn C. Cole (email), 27, New York City, an apartment in the Hamilton Heights end of Harlem, since August 2006. Before that, Atlanta, Georgia for seven years, through a Georgia Tech computer science degree and three years of learning how to be a grown-up and still have fun. Before that, ten years in Savannah, the place that gives her stability, that she considers to be home. Before that, short stints in middle Georgia next to a lake; on Tybee Island next to the beach; in a suburb of Dallas, Texas during the peak of Dallas (the nighttime soap opera); the middle of Oklahoma for the birth of her little brother; and Nashville, Tennessee, where she greeted this mad messed up world.

Attending New York University's Courant Institute of Mathematical Sciences, taking coursework toward her Masters in Computer Science, with debatable ambitions in the direction of a Ph.D. in something or other.

Simply head over heels for a musician whose songs makes her woozy, whose words make her happy, who she wants to marry one day.

Strawberry-blonde hair, blue-green-yellow eyes, pale skin with freckles.

academia, acoustic guitar, acting intelligent, adventures in the car, after-rain smell, alanis morissette, angelina jolie, ani difranco, articulateness, artificial intelligence, audrey hepburn, avocados, bad pick up lines, beauty, being egotistical, being insecure, ben folds, bertrand russell, bisexuality, björk, black eyeliner, blackberries, bloody marys, books, britney spears, bubble baths, candy, cat power, cemeteries, cheap red wine, collar bones, conan o'brien, cooking, cool points, crisp pickle spears, dancing, dar williams, daria, death cab for cutie, dismemberment plan, douglas coupland, drinking, drugs, eating outside, eeevil, elvis costello, english accents, etiquette, falling in love, feminism, firefly, fishnets, flowers, freaks and geeks, frolicking, fun, getting my way, gilmore girls, gin and tonics, girls, google, grammatical correctness, greek mythology, hal9000, handwritten letters, happiness, harold and maude, harry potter, harry/draco, homemade t-shirts, hot hot baths, intelligence, jem, joel, kids in the hall, kissing, kittens, knee-high socks, knitting, late night conversations, laughing, life, luna lovegood, magnetic poetry, making things, margaret atwood, math, max rebo, mazzy star, messy hair, milk, mirah, modest mouse, my computer, my mama and daddy and little bro, night swimming, nintendo, nonsense, not waiting, nudity, new york, originality, pi, pie, pillows, pinky and the brain, radiohead, rainer maria, reading in the bathtub, red popsicles, richard bach, road trips, robots, rocking out, roller coasters, sandals, sarcasm, seduction, sexuality, shoes, sifl & olly, simon & garfunkel, simone de beauvoir, singing very loudly, skirts that twirl, sleep, songs: ohia, soup, stars, staying up too late, subversive literature, sushi, swings, sylvia plath, tetris, thai food, the beach, the color pink, the history channel, the month of october, the simpsons, the smell of bookstores, the windows down, the word indeed, thrift stores, thunderstorms, virginia woolf, weezer, wet trampolines, winks, words.

the places I frequent on this digital landscape:
friends: bo casie bonnie becky brooke beckham lori (the rest)
writing: mimi smartypants sundry zulieka	humorosity: white ninja married to the sea the perry bible fellowship
photography: slower joe's nyc youngna park	other: ken jennings kottke smitten kitchen