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(no subject) [Oct. 6th, 2015|09:08 pm]
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Right now, in the backseat of my car, I have: a dirty grill grate, a poster advertising Cristin's Harvard reading that has my name on it in bold, and a headless Gap mannequin.



(Bonus: my students have named her Susan. I misspelled "name" as "nake", and my phone knew I meant "name" and not "naked".)
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dating profile [Jul. 26th, 2015|07:08 am]
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I am incredibly buoyant.

Literally.

Metaphorically, well, that's a different story.
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2TD [Jul. 15th, 2015|11:36 pm]
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I know at least three people who have pets named Taco.
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(no subject) [May. 27th, 2015|05:54 pm]
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Today was one of those days when it is 4:45am and you decide to dust go to work. And when you get there, you decide today is the day you go on the roof. And pull over to take pictures of all the tape koi. And go to India Point Park and drive a pickup truck and drag a box spring and mattess up to your third floor apartment by yourself.

I'm not gonna lie and say it's a revolution or revelation. But it's something. So there's that.
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Things we could talk about on our date so that I don't talk about how annoying work can be [May. 6th, 2015|07:54 pm]
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That dream I had where someone gave me a kitten set.  (Think, like, a pillbox, only kitten-sized and filled with kittens.)  I knew I couldn't keep them, and I didn't know what to do with them, and I was soooo anxious the whole time, I couldn't even enjoy their adorableness.  
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Thinking about Baltimore [Apr. 28th, 2015|10:54 pm]
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I taught sixth grade for one year.  History and Science.  (Integrated Science Exploration, or ISE, as you will.)  The guiding question for the year in all the classes in that grade is, "how do living things adapt to changes in their environment?"  From a science perspective, that's a lot of cool stuff on adaptations and such.  In history, it was a really interesting lens to think about New England colonization (how the colonists adapted to the physical environment, and how the Wampanoag and the colonists adapted to each other) and US American slavery--specifically, what were the physical, emotional, social, and psychological challenges and changes faced by black slaves and how did they adapt, cope, and persevere in response to them.

I have a much richer vocabulary and knowledge around oppression now than I did then.  I think there are a million other things I would want to do with the unit now, but I'm still really proud of the work that we did together.  From a teaching perspective, kids worked in groups to make these giant "posters", but really, they were visual representations of their work and thinking.  They had to identify challenges and the ways people "adapted", make connections, put into categoris, use a large variety of research texts, etc. etc.  They're still 6th graders, still grappling with an incredibly complex topic, but the seeds that were planted were powerful and important.  (I hope.)

Right now though, I'm not thinking about that.  I'm thinking about being a teacher and introducing 6th graders--11 and 12 year-olds--to the existent of slavery in general.  Of the hate, pain, and inhumanity that is the institution and reality of slavery.  And the question always is, "Why didn't they fight back?"

(And then we had conversations about when people did fight back, the different ways they fought back, the consequences, the ways power and control were institutionalized . . . )

In the wake of what is happening in Baltimore, the "why didn't they fight back" is what plays in my head over and over again and the deep connections between history and the present and how they inform each other.  How I want everyone to view the events in our country from the perspective of a 6th grader: thie killing of black people by police is a blatant act of injustice, that injustice should not be tolerated because human beings should never be treated like that, and it is logical, just, and right to fight to stop it.  (And then the teacher in me also thinks about it from the other perspective: how the current events can create real empathy for black slaves and demonstrate how powerful instituional and internalized oppression can be at silencing the individual and the masses.)

The other teaching moment that keeps popping up again and again is when we took all the 11th and 12th graders to see 12 Years a Slave.  We had the whole theatre to ourselves (I mean, there were almost 150 of us) at, like, 10:30 in the morning.  When Solomon finally goes after John Tibeats, the whole theater CHEERED.  And really, that is simply the illustration of how we (society, the white narrative) like the neatness of blatant interpersonal racism in history, the moments when there is a clear villian that the good guy can fight.  And I think the Red Summer in Chicago, the refusal of the police to arrest the white men that stoned and killed a black boy who had been swimming in Lake Michigan.  And how we still refer to it as the Chicago Rce Riot.  How history is still so flawed.

I guess what I want to say is: my hope is that people view this moment (and the last few years) like sixth graders learning about slavery, like a theater full of high schoolers: this moment is necessary, human, and long overdue.  That there is so much complexity and thought needed as we navigate our world, but there are some things that are simple: what is happening is wrong, and we must fight back.
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March 30 [Mar. 31st, 2015|03:23 am]
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I want to flesh this out into an essay/list thing, but . . .


How the world built my heart



  1. Ani DiFranco’s “Independence Day”


  2. The Perks of Being a Wallflower


  3. Thom and Carol Kapheim


  4. Fiona Apple’s “I Know”


  5. Sabina in the Unbearable Lightness of Being


  6. Clementine and Joel


  7. “you didn’t write . . . you didn’t call . . .”


  8. Derek and Meredith


  9. Hammerhands


  10. Katniss and Peeta and that 2:00am email


  11. Dave and MorganEve

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March 28th and March 29th [Mar. 29th, 2015|06:43 pm]
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Working on my old lady of Havannah painting.
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March 26th [Mar. 26th, 2015|10:24 pm]
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I made this in a meeting today.




It's a bracelet. It's green and shiny.
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March 25th [Mar. 25th, 2015|10:25 pm]
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Watching Face Off is good for me.  I worked on my cross-stitch some more and did a drawing of Ginny on some cardboard.

Also, I think I want to try 30/30 using sentences from my MeganBot app thing as a seed for each poem.
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2/24 [Mar. 24th, 2015|10:36 pm]
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Worked on some weirdo embroidery that I'm excited about.

(Not done, but I put a lot of time in.)
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March 18 [Mar. 19th, 2015|08:06 am]
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I really want to do some big paintings of the old lady of Havannah.  I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed by the thought of the rpoject--having a pinting going, managing the area, etc.  I have a bunch of small cnavases, so today was just about setting up an area and putting paint to canvas.

I also worked out and washed some dishes.  I almost feel like a real person.

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too real dating profile [Mar. 14th, 2015|07:41 pm]
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Ideal date:
getting drunk and reporting potholes via the city's iphone app

becaus it's our civic duty
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January 17 [Jan. 17th, 2015|11:30 pm]
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I worked on the D chord

And I did this to make up for lost days.
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January 4th and 5th [Jan. 5th, 2015|09:30 pm]
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Yesterday I created a quiz (lame and really not acceptable)

Today I created a PowerPoint (which totally counts because it is fun, funny, and community bonding-ey)
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January 1st [Jan. 1st, 2015|11:46 pm]
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happiness [Sep. 27th, 2013|01:56 pm]
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This has been a weird and challenging week at work.  I need to write down the good stuff or else all the other stuff is gonna crush me.

  • period C:s Of Mice and Men discussion and period B's What's Eating Gilbert Grape discussion.  Masterful.

  • I got to wear work out clothes Wednesday because we all wore our race shirts.

  • all the TV shows are premiering this week

  • lovely dinner with the slam ladies of Providence

  • there are now daily contacts for people with astigmatism

  • I got a new ipad/my ipad got fixed

  • the point in the week when everyone started reading their books and actually liked themk

  • kissing Tom on Tuesday morning

  • getting through another week of new curriculum

  • bonding with colleagues

  • beating the new expansion pack on Catan

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Happies [May. 19th, 2013|08:46 am]
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Because I'm not feeling it, all the more reason:

1) spent a large portion of the day at the mandala paint-a-thon. It was a really nice day. Good to paint, good to hang with students and teachers, good to celebrate our community.

2) worst flan ever #fatworldproblems

3) the out pouring of love for Dave. (And the outpouring of $) It is good to know that others have felt his warmth and that a community can respond like that. There is not a 100% diagnoses yet, but there is something the doctors are leaning towards. It is a very scary word, I am anxious for more knowledge, for a treatment plan, for a wedding in September full of a great reverence for love, life, and the goodness of humanity.

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Happies [May. 15th, 2013|06:12 am]
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1) I got to come home in the middle of the day, and Tom and I laughed and laughed and laughed about an unfortunate series of events that happened to a friend. (We're not as evil as we sound, promise.). It was sweet.

2) I stopped into a typewriter repair shop to buy some ribbons for my typewriter and had a very sweet conversation with the elderly owner. We talked the rise and fall of the typewriter business--specifically, the heyday of portable typewriters--when the college kids would bring in their typewriters to get them fixed. The laptops of their day. That was one part of a much longer conversation, but the whole thing was sweet--and bittersweet, and I was grateful to have it.

3) bob's burgers: Tina on caffeine.

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30 [Dec. 16th, 2012|04:46 pm]
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Last weekend was my gift.  This weekend was mellow.

I'm sick.  Tom got me a little book he bought me in England.  We went out ot breakfast and swing by school.  Tom slept, and I crafted it up.  Talked to my family.  We are getting pizza and are going to watch the Patriots and new Simpsons and Bob's Burgers.  Quiet day.

That said, I spend it with the man that I love making gifts for the people I love.  Happyy 30.
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England Highlights [Dec. 14th, 2012|10:27 pm]
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Highlights from our trip to England:
  • I love flying international.  Food!  Entertainment!  Adorable comfort packs!  Everyone gets a pillow!  Flight attendants with accents!
  • I am totally an independent, capable traveler.  That said, Tom did most of the dirty work for this trip (figuring out with train to take and such), and my blissful ignorance was totally lovely.
  • We checked into our room early, took a nap, and then FORCED ourselves to get out of bed to do something.  Good move--otherwise we would have not seen anything in London.  The Tate Modern is my favorite art museum in the world . . . for so many reasons.  1) It's free.  2) I love modern art.  3) The building used to be a power plant, and the recycling of the space is inspiring.  4) Their collection is awesome, and the shows they put together are awesome.  5)  I have always liked and appreciated art, but this was the first place where I had a visceral emotional reaction to visual art in the same way I had reacted to theatre, dance, and music.  
  • Tate is right next to the Globe, the other stop I wanted to make.  (I didn't see a show or take a tour . . . I just went to the gift shop.  So sue me.)
  • I bought warm nuts from a street vendor, and we ate them crossing the millenium bridge, all lit up.  It was a very cute, "We're here!" moment.
  • Had a good time at the DDD show.  Backstage access at rock shows still feels super special to me.  We hung out with great people, had great kabobs, went to a pub, and just had a lovely time.
  • The problem with out lovely time is that the tube closes pretty early, so we were sort of stranded.  I had booked a close hotel . . . but it was still almost two miles away.  So in the cold, rainy weather, we walked back to the hotel.  It ended up being a very sweet little walk, despite Tom's phone dying at the end, causing us to kind of "guess" the rest of the way down some questionable alleys.  Tom was surprised I took it so well, which made me a little sad, for I do strive to be the type of person who rolls with the punches.  I did explain to him that I didn't have to teach that day, so I had all my patience left for him--something I can't usually say most days.  We got into this weird chicken fast food joint minutes before it closed, making Tom's night.  Then we went back to our hotel and PASSED OUT.
  • The next morning, we had breakfast at the hotel and set up camp in the lobby.  Tom and I took turns going out to do bits of shopping.  Tom went to the grocery store and bought gifts for the band. I went to this AWESOME home store and got Christmas crackers and ornaments.  The real victory was not buying everything in the store though--things were SUPER CUTE.  Stupid small suitcase.
  • Took the train to Rye.  The countryside is beautiful.
  • Took a doubledecker to the festival.  We sat up top, near the front, which is just a big window.  Going through a small, little English town on those curvy roads was incredibly comparable to the Harry Potter ride at Universal Studios.
  • The ATP Festival took place at this super kitschy holiday park.  Think Wisconsin Dells, Pigeon Forge, Poconos sort of thing.  Super awesome and super gross at the same time.  The festival took over the whole location, and the concerts were held in places that usually hosted the "world-famous" show choir group.
  • Tom and I did "highlights of the day" every day before we went to bed.  In a way, these are just the minutes.
  • I love the idea of All Tomorrow's Party.  It has a really cool feel to it and sense of community.  I likened it to a Barenaked Ladies Cruside . . . with cooler bands.
  • I got a limited edition calendar inspired by songs by the National.
  • THERE WAS AN ARCADE!  When we walked through it, I stopped Tom dramatically and sincerely, sincerly said, "This is the greatest birthday gift you could have ever gotten me . . ."
  • You know that game where you slide coins in, and they all collect, and a little bulldozer of sorts pushes them to the edge, and you try to get your coin to fall int he right place to make a bunch of coins fall over the edge?  I got really into that game.
  • I won a ring, a car, and a mini slid whistle.
  • The resprt was right on the ocean.  Tom and I walded to the beach the next day.  There were so many dogs!  All of them were named Alfie!  We had coffee and tea.  We had freshly made donuts. (I watched them being made--poured, fried, and then shooken up in a bag with sugar.  They were very funnel cake like and very delicious.)  There were horses!  It was super sweet.
  • DDD set went really, really well.
  • I met Matt, the lead singer from the National.  Tom introduced me because Matt is a big fan of Dark Dark Dark.  (DDD was one of the two bands he had chosen--I think the other was Nico Muhly, a Prov peep.)  I likened it to when Ben arranged for Leslie to meet Joe Biden.  I did not go in for the kiss.  I do regret not telling him how much I loved the Bob's Burgers Thanksgiving cover.
  • Sunday, we went into Rye for breakfast and fish and chips.  I really like the band, and it was great to spend time with them.  Rye was super cute, and we all loved our food.  In this antique store, I spent a lot of time looking at the ten pound rings.  Tom did not notice.
  • The Nationals set was awesome.  It was long (2 hours!), and Tom couldn't make it through the whole thing, but I was there for all of it.  One highlight is they kept making jokes about curating EVERYTHING (which they do curate a lot--the bands, the movie theatre, TV channels, book talks, etc.) including your mattresses.  At that point, everyone laughed and then started booing . . .because the mattresses sucked.  It was cute.  Everyone sang to pretty much every song, and it was just awesome, awesome, awesome.  They did their encore, and when you thought they were all done, they all came out with accoustic guitars, and--without a mic--Matt began leading the crowd in a group sing-a-long of "Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks".  It was super, super special, and I totally starting bawling half-way through.
  • I'm sure there were plenty of other things I'm missing (great Italian food at the airport! Christmas ornaments! Cookies for my kids! Magners cider in a 2-litre bottle!), but overall, it was a really, really nice trip, and a wonderful way to celebrate the end of my 20s.
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dream [Nov. 24th, 2012|12:19 pm]
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In my dream, Carson Daley did my makeup at a department store.  He didn't even have his own station to sit me at.  Whenever I watch the Voice, I feel so sad about how far he's fallen (I know that TRL wasn't all that different, but it felt different, right?), and I was totally depressed about the mall thing in the dream.  (Although, in fairness, it turned out to be a some sort of guise and the mall had become an extremely dangerous place.  We were there after hours, but we had to get out fast . . . only there weren't numbers on the elevators, only letters--out of order--so I couldn't figure out which was the bottom floor.  My immediate thought: that's how they make you shop forever!)
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10 Things I'm Grateful For [Nov. 23rd, 2012|12:47 pm]
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I am forcing myself to do this . . .

10.)  flan
Why did it take me so long to try and embrace flan?  Was I being a stereotypical white person?  Was I afraid of the texture--even though I LIKE things with that texture?  Did I have some sort of negative flan experience in my childhood that I've psychologically blacked out?  Eh.  Whatever the case, flan is a part of my life.  I know a bunch of places in town to get it, but my favorite is still made by my students' mothers.

9.)  My Christmas tree
It's been a HUGE pain in the ass this year.  Specifically the lights.  But you know what?  Pulling out my ornaments from all my friends from different stages in my life and all the ornaments Tom and I have collected over the year was pretty darn sweet.

8.)  Bob's Burgers
For real.  That show is so good.  So, so good.

7.)  E.L.
Really, really great student.  Way more type-A than I am, but boy does she get it.  All of it.  I asked her what she wanted to do with her life this week--college, job, etc.  I feel like our school will be a failure if that doesn't happen.

6.)  Fiona Apple
For making mental illness okay.

5.)  cookie butter
Fuck you cookie butter.

4.)  turning 30
I've always valued my life experiences and the present, but there is something nice about seeing the richness of my self at this stage in my life.  Knowing the challenges that I've faced and how those have formed and enhanced my life.  I still fuck up constantly, but my skill with navigating those moments to really learn the most from them has grown as well.

3.)  people
I am stressed out and grumpy a lot, and a whole lot of people drive me nuts.  That said, I have a lot of really, really great people in my life.  I don't think I take the time to appreciate that enough.

2.)  anti-depressants
Thank fucking god.

1.)  Tom
For all the ups and downs of a normal, growing, meaningful relationship, there isn't a day that goes by that I'm not immensely grateful for his presence in my life.  There are few people who really understand, appreciate, and push me the way he does, and I'm so lucky to be able to do all this living and loving with him.  He is a ridiculously good man, and the gratitude I have for our life together is swells and swells and swells.
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Restarting the happiness/grateful train [Nov. 13th, 2012|09:57 pm]
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There have been many sports in my life where I tried to list daily good things.  I'm gonna start one of those spurts again.

3 good things

1)  I've been watching the Walking Dead.  I'm only 5 episodes in.  But, yeah.  I'm by myself.  And it's nighttime.  And I don't have to stop every few minutes cause I'm too anxious to go on.  When one episode is done, I tell my xbox to go to the next episode without even using a controller.  (I'm trying to say: Tuesday Megan is way more of a badass than Sunday Megan.)

2)  I stopped in to see science club after school.  Or, uh, marine biology club.  They are working on dissecting fish.  Last meeting, they talked about the muscular system, and this time, they were looking at the skeletal system.  Which meant cleaning the flesh off of the skeletal system.  Smelly and awesome.  They had all this lab clothing and protection on, but the one 9th grade girl had her cute hair just hanging down.  I had never met her before, but I offered her my ponytail.  The one in my hair.  Because as cool as science is, I wouldn't want fish guts to get in my hair.  (I also had to put it in for her . . . and then we introduced ourselves, and I declared us friends.)

3)  The underdogs of NaNoWriMo.  Because NaNo is all about quantity and not quality, it is an amazing entrance point for kids who are really, really struggling and even a low bar is intimidating to them.  NaNoWriMo always brings out amazing things in kids.  There are some students who are normally rock stars who really struggle, and then there are a few kids who have trouble functioning in a regular classroom, let alone do well, who are really, really amazing during NaNo.  For one in particular, I'm willing to bet this is the first time he's been successful in Humanities in a very, very long time.  I'm a little over NaNo this year, but to so many of my kids, it's still a super, super amazing thing.
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National Boyfriend Day [Oct. 3rd, 2012|10:58 pm]
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Sitting at the table, eating burritos, I see on Facebook that it is National Boyfriend Day.  It is not a real holiday, but, you know . . .

Tom asked me what I got him.

I said, "a burrito."

We both agreed that was actually a really good gift for National Boyfriend Day.
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Quickly... [Jul. 31st, 2012|05:28 am]
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I got a flat tire yesterday and changed it myself. I've had a lot of flats in my life but either didn't have the right tools, or I was in Rhode Island and wearing a pretty dress. Super easy. Rocked it.

Came out of the house at 4:30 am to go to the airport and found the light in my car on. I had left the doors unlocked, and someone had been looking for money. Didn't find any. Didn't even take my (busted) GPS. Is it bad that I don't feel all that violated? That I find my neighborhood bandits to be polite and thoughtful?

My parents are selling our childhood house. I'm flying home to rescue any childhood mementos from my mother's cleaning spree. I'm giving up my only free week of the summer to do this. Happy to do it. Little bummed I can't remodel my kitchen.

I'm looking forward to NPS. Would live to know if there is a Decathlon Slam. Our team is way different than last year, but I think they have a shot to do well in Charlotte. I have a bit of a superiority complex already when it comes to organizing--I'm comparing everything to Boston. I think I'll be able to keep it in check and rain down appreciation on the host city staff once we get there.

Oohhhh! We went to Newport Folk Fest this weekend. We had backstage passes, so I got to stand ON STAGE to watch the performances. And eat and drink for free. And not wait in 100+ people bathroom lines. And hug Charles Bradley and tell him he was magic. And watch security escort Tom Morello's "Occupy Newport Folk" crowd off the stage, including Jackson Browne. (I have pictures!) And I totally got free flip flops and played ping pong terribly. And I got to go in a bunch of VIP areas. AND IT WAS SO AWESOME!!!

K, boarding...

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SUMMER VACATION!!! [Jul. 27th, 2012|09:00 am]
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Wednesday was our final day of class at Brown, and yesterday I completed my two 12 page evaluations and attended the two meetings of my mentees with the program director in the  morning and a BBQ at her house in the evening.  SUMMER VACATION HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN!


This is a kind of long post about what I do at Brown during the summer, what other things I"ve done during the summer, what I have coming up, etc. It"s really for me to document the cool stuff I"ve done, but if you want to see how full and good my life is these days, come on in.Collapse )

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briefly [May. 24th, 2012|12:33 am]
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Make me blister tea.  Make me a Taft tub.  Make me milky flower water.  Make me hours 25-29.  Make me July 32-74.  Make me secret vacation.  Anonymous city.  Quiet woods.  Lonely beach.  Make me my love: here, now.  Make my phone air.  My palms empty.  Make me skin and skin and skin.  

Make me a pulse watch.  Controlled by the pump of my need.  Able to slow the flow of ticks to honey pace.
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Doing my best [Apr. 8th, 2012|08:54 pm]
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I will not write a lot of poems this month.  But I will try.  And submit.  And make poetry things happen.  I will be surprised if I write more than 10 poems.  I will be happy if two of them can leave the month with any integrity.  Right now, I'm writing short little statements about the poets students will have to choose from this unit, including:

Swag by Mahogany Browne
These Are the Breaks by Idris Goodwin
Love in a Time of Robot Apocalypse by David Perez
Ceremony for the Choking Ghose by Karen Finneyfrock
Bring Down the Chandeliers by Tara Hardy
Yesterday Won’t Goodbye by Brian Ellis
The Bones Below by Sierra DeMulder
Miles of Hallelujah by Rob Sturma
Oh Terrible Youth by Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz
Grits by Eboni Hogan
In the Event You are Caught Behind Enemy Lines by William Evans
Blood Dazzler by Patricia Smith
Live for a Living by Buddy Wakefield

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So here's the thing . . . [Mar. 17th, 2012|12:16 pm]
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St. Patrick's Dat is a pretty religious holiday.  Like Easter and Christmas.

My family was not very religious growing up, and I believe all my siblings and I are now atheists.

I "celebrate" these holidays, completely absent of the religious side of things.  Which leaves the commercialized side.  The family tradition side.  The positive feelings of these holidays side.  The part where my mother stopped hiding easter eggs and just hid Reeses peanut butter eggs.  The part where we got to open one gift on Christmas Eve.  The part where I died eggs with my high school friends and delivered them to people's houses.  The part where my Grandpa sent us St. Patrick's Day cards and my dad left us the same three St. Patrick's Day pins on the kitchen counter every year (because he left for work before we woke up).

My name is Megan Colleen, but my red hair comes from a bottle.  I'm going to drink beer today (which, uh, is actually part of the holiday), wear my "Kiss Me I'm Irish" button, and drink a shamrock shake.  Joyfully.
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Some things that are good [Mar. 17th, 2012|11:25 am]
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  • "I like how Ms. Thoma teaches it . . ." and all the variations of that.  I am exhausted, but I'm doing something right.
  • TICKETS TO THE HUNGER GAMES=purchased.  And we got sweet seats.  IMAX bitches.
  • K made me laugh today.  About how the doctors aren't really diagnosing or treating him and he could apparently die at any point.  Yesterday, the reality his mom shared was heartbreaking.  Today, he made me laugh.  The word "advocate" is bumpy and weighty and one of the most important words in my field.
  • I had 15/16 conferences yesterday.  And they were all positive--despite many work contracts for kids failing classes.  I love the day after conferences. How they are all grateful for how well it went.  For the way I am able to make it positive.  For talking their parents into letting them try-out for softball or keep going to Young Voices.  The reports that their parents said they were proud of them on the car ride home.
  • When school buys us lunch.  And there is enough left over for lunch the next day.
  • Befriending and feeding all the neighborhood cats.  (Well, the three best ones.)  Too bad Ginny is such a bitch and won't let any of them come in the house.
  • The coins he left me.  The way the dirty stove makes me grateful.  The fact that his banjo is resting up against the shelf next to the bed, and it twangs every time I take off my glasses or reach for my tea.
  • Shanny's book.
  • And that Tom bought the first one for me.
  • And her note.
  • And how good that book is.
  • And the e-mails that we exchanged afterwards
  • Making a list of ideas for poems
  • Getting to have a Shamrock Shake today
  • Tom coming home tomorrow
  • Feeling rested
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Goodness [Feb. 8th, 2012|11:24 pm]
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Today was a good day.

Not because good things happened. (Like a quiet, romantic email to start my morning...or leaving Tom a gigantic love note on butcher paper outside the door for when he woke up...or finding a new, beautiful place in Rhode Island...or a wonderful day of Shakespeare pd that stretched my brain, made me laugh, and ignited my excitement for Macbeth...or meaningful meetings with students after school...or mini shopping spree at the craft and party store...or sticking to my calorie goal...or making four more books...or catching up on a few tv shows...or the whole, warm bed to myself...)

It was a good day because I could feel all those things flutter and glow in my chest.

Emerging from a bout of depression is a subtle and precious journey. Even gratitude can fizzle away, and to have it return, pure, when there is so much to be grateful for, is a sly smile worth of appropriate.

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(no subject) [Feb. 7th, 2012|08:45 pm]
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Ugh . . . who decided it was a good idea to have us memorize ten lines of Shakespeare for tomorrow's PD?

Boooo!

(Although I am happy I have so many nerdy colleagues who this is a ridiculously easy task.)
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Fun-A-Day Project [Jan. 1st, 2012|11:01 am]
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So, there's this thing called Fun-A-Day.  I don't know how big a movement it is, but the idea behind it is that everyone is an artist, everything we create is art, and for the month of January, you create one thing each day.  The Providence division is pretty active, and they have a series of events, including meet and greets and a gallery show at the end.

I've always been really interested in artist books.  In past summers, I've set the goal of making a book a week, but I never even made one.  So, for my fun-a-day project, I'm making a small artist book every day.  I thought they were going to be random, but I decided to use items from my book in November as the test and inspiration.

So, about my book.  My book is titled What Happened When I Died.  I saw a Laurie Anderson performance where she talked about how a person dies three times: the first when their heart stops beating, the second when their body is buried or burned, the third the last time someone says their name.  My book starts with that idea and then spirals out, supposing that you actually die hundreds and thousands of times.  The book is divided into three sections: the first, the second, and the third.  Each portion is a mix of memories from the narrators life and all of these different deaths.  The first section is fairly logical and coherent, but as the book continues, everything starts to unravel: the memories, her senses, her ability to make sense of anything.  

The death sections are pretty much surreal dreams.  For my artist book, I'm choosing 31 and making a book for each one.  

Books will be showcased on my pinterest page.

Very, very excited.



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10 Things I Loved About 2011 [Dec. 30th, 2011|01:31 pm]
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  • Tom.  We started dating in January and have had the most lovely year together.  We traveled a bunch (Montreal, Philly, New York, Chicago . . .), went on millions of perfect dates, and moved in together in September.  I have had a rough couple of years on the love front, and I am so incredibly grateful for the journey we've shared together this year and for all the goodness that is gonna come our way in the coming years.
  • Hosting the National Poetry Slam AND going to finals stage.  I will never do anything like it again, but it was one hell of a ride.  I am proud of my team, the invention we brought throughout the entire competition, and of my performances throughout the week.  I was honored to be on staff and to help make the event so successful.  I had a blast organizing street shows, being the card girl at the Decathlon, and just getting shit done.  My socialness at this NPS was extremely limited, but I was very grateful for the small things: Shanny doing my makeup in the lobby, dinner with Cristin and Whoopeecat, breakfast with Cristin and Sarah, every time I saw Adeline, a croissant in a parking lot, Rachel's FLASHCUNT synopsis during the fire, and the small joys of our community.
  • Our new house.  I lived by myself in a basement apartment for three years.  It was wonderful for so many reasons, but horrible for entertaining and having people over.  Our new house is a three bedroom with this amazing attic/loft space.  We have two bathrooms, a much bigger kitchen, and just general awesomeness.  We have a lot more work to do, but it is for sure becoming our home, and we have been able to share it with many poets and musicians already.  Oh, and our animals get along, which is a gift in itself.
  • Shows and tours.  I went on a west coast tour/road trip this year with my sister.  Hit up Vancouver, Seattle, Portland, San Jose, and Berkeley.  I competed at WoWps and NPS.  I featured at the Poet's Asylum, in White Plains, and at Urbana Slam at the Bowery Poetry Club.  I was crowned Ms. Dirty Gerund 2011, which came with a feature with Tom, and I did a bunch of high school gigs too.  For a "taking it easy" year, it was pretty full of awesome opportunities.
  • Oh Christmas.  We have a beautiful tree full of ornaments from so many friends and family members.  I got everyone in my family really awesome gifts.  (Muppet for the win.)  I received some fantastic presents--including shiny gold Toms and a new TV.  It was so wonderful to have Tom in Chicago with my family.  Just a total, total gift.
  • My job at Paul Cuffee.  Leaving Hope was a trying ordeal, but I was so fortunate to get scooped up by the Cuffee family.  Middle school was a total blast, and although this year has been kicking my ass, I am very fortunate to have this job.  I am doing the work that I love in an environment that can truly make a difference.  I have a lot of autonomy and amazing colleagues, and this job is going to become something really, really amazing.
  • On that note: anti-depressants and counseling.  2010 was a really hard year for me.  I eventually put a name to my depression but didn't do anything about it.  It did eventually fade near the end of the year.  When the depression showed it's ugly head this fall, I did something about it.  I am on antidepressants, seeing a psychologist, and am generally taking active steps to remedy and prevent in the future.  It has been rough--especially adjusting to the medications--but it is also empowering and positive.
  • NaNoWriMo.  1)  I did it with the whole 10th grade.  They wrote over a million words and were totally awesome the entire time.  2) I finished my book.  For the first time ever.  Over 50,000 words.  Super, super awesome.
  • I got to write a nice piece for Radius and had a few haiku appear in Write Bloody's Aim for the Head zombie anthology.
  • Friends.  Upkeeping friendships is not one of my strengths, so I am incredibly grateful for people who operate on my wavelength: I may have not seen you for two years, but I know you in a very true and real way, and I love all your strengths and flaws.  I have had a few friendships solidify this year, mostly with really kick-ass women who inspire me and push my heart forward in really fantastic ways.
2011 was good to me.  Looking forward to 2012, to new artistic endeavors, better money management, new experiences with Tom, more traveling, getting a grip on my job, and really enjoying the last year of my twenties.
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Today's Happiness [Nov. 14th, 2011|09:14 pm]
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1) All my kids were in advisory, relatively on time, and uniform appropriate. We had a pretty nice advisory too where they came up with a lot of persuasive ideas on both sides for why (or why we shouldn't) put up the tree at my house.

2) I got a lot of work done in a short amount of time this morning. Small victory.

3) I bought Just Dance 3 for my Xbox this weekend. I've played it multiple times so far. Never for too long and with only minor injury to Tom (who was watching), but it's nice to feel like I'm "working out" even if it's to the lamest degree possible.

4) All my meetings were incredibly efficient today!

5) We got this big grant! Which means I get books! And maybe e-readers! Wahoo!

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Happiness [Nov. 9th, 2011|06:26 am]
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1)  The kids have been angels during NaNoWriMo.  It's shocking and wonderful.  Starting to think already how I'm going to keep this momentum and behavior going after November.

2)  Tom got a new iphone.  It makes it hard to see his eyes, but sometimes I can trick him into getting apps that require him to look at me through a lens or on the screen.  (But for reals: he's really happy, and it's really cute.  The novelty will wear off.  And in the meantime, I'm learning about new apps too!)

3)  We made good Indian food last night.  I feel like a whole new area of food has opened up to me, and I'm excited.

4)  No school Friday.
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Happiness [Nov. 2nd, 2011|07:24 pm]
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1)  I had a decent conversation with a challenging student today. In the big scheme of things, it was a victory.

2)  "Glitter" was the new skill in theatre make-up today.

3)  Three periods of almost total silence in class, totally unprompted by me.  They were just that into their books.

4)  Nice conversation with a colleague I don't see much.  (Granted, it was a lot of griping, but it was nice nonetheless.)

5)  I did a lot of dishes.

6)  THE HEAT IS WORKING!  (At school and in our house!)

7)  Tom offered to make dinner so that I could work on my novel.
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Happiness [Nov. 1st, 2011|07:17 pm]
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1)  During the all school morning meeting, one of my students acknowledged all the hard work I've been putting into prepping them for NaNoWriMo.  It was very heart felt and very sweet.  I also liked that during my announcement about NaNo starting today, all of the 10th graders started to cheer.  It warmed my heart.

2)  While I was writing, Tom asked me to come over and stand by him.  He brought me over to the window, and we watched the sunset from the 4th floor.  He said, "It's a good one today."

3)  My car cup holder has room for a coffee mug handle.
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Happiness [Oct. 31st, 2011|09:59 pm]
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1)  Walking out the door, begrudgely carrying a mini Kit Kat (aka: breakfast) to find another bag of baked goods from our neighbor as a Halloween gift.  I had a big piece of baguette instead.  Win.

2)  I went to the middle school to get my flu shot so that I wouldn't miss classes.  This coincided with 7th grade flu shots, so I got to see my kids from last year.  Hugs all around.  So, so, so many hugs.

3)  I teach a theatre make-up club once a week.  After school today, three of my strongest students stayed after to volunteer and do make-up for people for Halloween.  We had 10-15 kids come through, and it was a whole lot of fun.  Super awesome to see them put all their skills to use too.

4)  We live on the 3rd floor, so I bought a giant irrigation tube to drop candy down.  Tom's response initiially floated between annoyed and irritated, but he eventually warmed to the idea, and we had a lot of fun.  We don't live on a busy street, and our street isn't considered the "rich" part of the east side, but we had a nice time sitting out and dropping candy down.  I put luminaries on our driveway too, and it was pretty.
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Creation weekends [Oct. 23rd, 2011|12:10 am]
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I think I want to set a goal that I must start and finish one piece of art or creative project every weekend. It may be as simple as a drawing or carving a pumpkin or a poem, but it could also be an artist book, a short animated film, or a performance piece. Where should I post the results? My poet website? Here? Facebook? Pinterest?

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Dreams [Oct. 21st, 2011|07:24 am]
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In my dream last night, there was a girl who was mad at me. She was some sort of witch, so when she got mad, her eyes glowed and turned everyone to different types of liquid and gel.

Also, I got a birthday card from Regie Cabico, who I don't know super well in real life. There was writing on both sides, including a recipe for brownies.

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Three things that made me happy (bringing it back folks!) [Sep. 24th, 2011|08:13 pm]
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1)  We had a band stay with us Thursday and Friday.  I cooked delicious food.  They drank all our beer. It was nice to have a full house, to fill bellies, to offer a home to the road wear.

2)  New Parks!  New Office!  Yay planking!  Yay beards and buttons and penises and Tammys and awesome.

3)  Also, new Grey's.  I was giddy, and Tom was lying next to me.  When the couple fell into the sinkhole, Tom could not stop laughing.  It increased and elevated until he was shaking and sliding off the bed . . . mocking the scene in the show. He then pulled me down with him, and we laughed and laughed and laughed.  And then I said, "Ooo, it's back on," and hopped back into bed.
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Dream [Jun. 23rd, 2011|06:56 am]
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We were running the second run of a field trip. It was around Christmas. It was taking forever to get home. Ultimately we figured out it was because of a parade. Just my field trip luck. When the bus stopped not at school, I was confused, but Josie said we were stopping to get hot chocolate and ice cream. The kids I think had to have hot chocate, the adults got to choose, but I wanted both. There were so many flavors and they were poorly labeled and I wanted to try them all.

Long story short: I kept us there till 12:42 at night. I chose peanut butter hamburger. They forgot my hot chocolate.
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3am [May. 27th, 2011|03:25 am]
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As soon as I conquered the excited, caffieness slumber preventer, we got woken up by a very loud car accident on a side street and women screaming at each other. By the time I found my glasses, my Phone, and something to cover myself, things were eerily quiet. Tom rolled his jetlagged body into the middle of the bed. There were no signs of an accident on the main road. I headed back to the bedroom to hear someone squeal tires and try to drive away on the side street. It was a swarm of Rhode Island accents, and I was still trying figure out if things were okay. A fire truck pulled up, so I crawled back in bed. Tom asked if it was time to get up. The hum of the firetruck hummed the soundtrack of the adrenaline ricocheting around my body. When the fire truck left, I calmed until I heard a man swearing and a woman begging Ronnie to come back. Then the sound of a cop door and radio. The couch in the bedroom by the window has no view, but the best sound. I'm glad the dog is at Tom's mom's. There are birds chirping. I can hear tires roll over glass gravel. I hear the dull scratch of metal being moved.
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My Favorite Items from the Oriental Trading Company Sale Page [Apr. 27th, 2011|03:31 pm]
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 Talking Jesus Doll

Middle Easter Maps

Piglet 2nd place ribbons
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18/30 [Apr. 18th, 2011|02:23 pm]
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 My new project for 30/30 this week is to write wikihow articles.

The first: How to Scratch Your Boyfriend's Beard is up now!


***AH!  UPDATE!!!*****

So, I was very interested in this wiki idea, how a piece could change and grow with other authors.  But the first "edit" I got took out TONS OF SHIT under the guise of, "(Quick edit while patrolling - making a bit less of a joke.)" . . . uh . . . 

So, yeah, this might not work.

Luckily, I can go back and see what it is I wrote, but still!  This is infuriating!  It is a joke!

Ugh, and now I have to go and self-publish them on my webpage!  Ugh!  Work!


****AH!  Another update! *****

The original version can be found here.
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April 11 [Apr. 12th, 2011|12:49 am]
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Plimoth Plantation

April 11, 2011
We have reiterated over and over again:
the colonists are role-players--the Wampanoag are not.
When asked if women made mashoons, the man tells us no--that all people
are created equal, that dolls have no faces, but that there were gender roles.
Women give life. Men take it.
He says it soft but reverent. Their eyes wandering to unvisited wetus,
I worry my students may not have heard him.

The woman at the fire is cooking turkey stew
in one pot, squash in the other. She is wearing
a jacket made of dozens of fox pelts, sewn together.

They ask her if they are real. They ask her if it is warm. They ask her if it is soft.
They ask if they can touch it.
And she says yes, shows them how to pet it, down,
from root to tip. Like a dog. Or a cat.

And two sixth-graders touch her coat. Then five. Then a dozen

swarm her, groping the fiery orange fur. An infestation
of tiny, curious hands, aching for their own moment of luxury.
I am on the outside, a fire between us, too far to say something, but
close enough to see the moment of anxiety flash in her eyes as her offer
is swallowed by a swarm of take take take take take.
We have reiterated over and over again:
This is how we take life. With the gentle palms of our hands.

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30/30 [Apr. 1st, 2011|05:35 pm]
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 In recognition of the fact that I believe writing is but a small fraction of what it means to be a poet, I've created a pretty complicated set of goals for April's 30/30 this year.  In recognition of some study or article or something I read some time that said verbalizing your goals online or to friends can actually decrease the chance you will succeed at your goals (and because "community"  or "peer pressure" is not something that motivates me), I am going to keep my goals a secret.

That said, I am noting my accomplishments each day, and I will post them all on May 1st.

Also, writing this post makes me feel like a narcissistic dick.
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Articles for You to Write [Mar. 27th, 2011|10:33 am]
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Here is a list of suggested articles that have not yet been written. You can help by researching and writing one of these articles. To get started writing one of these articles, click on the red link of a title below.

How to Buy Bike Shorts
How to Exercise While Breastfeeding
How to Treat Adult Diarrhea in the Wilderness
How to Treat Children's Diarrhea in the Wilderness
How to Splint a Fractured Kneecap in the Wilderness
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