I am in Santa Fe right now, for an indefinite period of time. Jobs seem pretty scarce here, but I am hoping to last a year. We'll see. BrazenButterfly.com will be undergoing some changes to accommodate.

I am officially a graduate of Western Washington University! Yay! I will be coming back to Seattle in about a week and a half, if anyone wants to catch up.

I got published! If you have access to it, I am in this year's InkSpeak. If not, go to my website at www.brazenbutterfly.com to read it. It is titled "Reunion."

two down, 1.5 to go

I have a website now. I am not sure how many of you still read my journal, but if you want my website is at www.brazenbutterfly.com

I am still learning to work with it, so please be patient.

I am now editor in cheif of jeopardy magazine starting fall quarter. WOW.

Okay, the Sexual Awareness Center is bringing Jay Friedman and his lecture performance "The J-Spot: A Sex Educator Tells All" to Western this Thursday, Feb 1st, at 7:00. It is free with tickets from the PAC box office.

How cool is that?

MMMMMM... Spicy and tangy and crunchy, the cold food of choice at the ren fair. mmmmm...pickles.

Okay, now that most of you have been scared off, here is the update on the life of me.

I am working my ass off, but my classes are rewarding. Studies in YA lit, intro to creative non-fic, and Film and Culture: Anime and Posthumanism. The apartment is a real mess, almost intolerably so, but I do not have the energy to fix it. I need to spend more time at home and less at Tamas' place. I just really like his place, and he doesn't like staying over here. Not much else to report. I hope everyone is doing well. Here is a poem, but don't feel obligated to read it.

Quarrelsome with Aspiration
Or
Dressed Up in Port Townsend

Sweet siblings they were, bound not
By blood but rather by choice followed
By choice, like the beat of breath
Through salt cheeks and fierce teeth
Bared to the each other in thick smiles.

One girl simpers in the soft swells of velvet
Tinged of wine and strawberries. Her neck
A rhinestone bedazzlement, further ensorcelled
By her sequin squinting satin
Sheathed breasts. This splendor
Lingers low over hip, tumbles to caress
Perfectly placed ankles, polished
Toes at right angles.

The other with lips stretched
Just too pencil thin for glamour, garbed
In a galaxy of black, moons milling about the drape
Of sarong shouldered over skirt.
Sweetly secret beneath the dark peeks
A growing green
Vest crafted with her two hands for just such an outing.

Grappling together, their fingers do no know
Whether to woo or to wrestle.

-Alanna (Kelsey) Tritt, 2007

Hi all,

The first five of you to comment on this will receive artwork about you, made for you. I may take a very long time to get it done (between school and work and keeping the apartment clean). Also, I am not a highly trained visual artist, so don't expect a masterpeice. However, I am a writer in training, so you may receive some writing. That is up to me.

You will be the only person with that particular peice.

So, if you want, reply and post this in your journal.

'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Life is good. Buisy, but excellent.

I guess I figured should post. I am living in an apartment with my good friend Tina and my cat Bella Donna. Tamas and I are still together. The aparetment is messy, but that is because its inhabitants are so buisy. Between my job and school, I don't know where my time comes from. The job is really fun. We had a party over here recently where all the volunteers came over and we baked penis cookies and labial cupcakes for the erotic bake sale. I have a great job. I really don't know what else to say. Oh, the writing classes are fun. These are my first. I guess I will post one of the poems for class. Keep in mind it was prompted and not edited.

Mayan Truffle

Truffle of deep sea fishes glowing in the abyss.
Truffle of purring fur warmed by the sun.
Truffle with the scent of jasmine and blue corn,
With the scent of fresh rain in the summer as it rises from withered grass,
With the scent of campfires and dancing.
Truffle as secret as life behind strange windows.
Truffle as secret as the love between young siblings
Truffle like the breath of peace after finals.
Truffle whose shell is the gasp after diving into a mountain lake,
Is the promise of licked lips and fiery pupils,
Is the echo of goodbye as friends move away.
Truffle with filling like dancing to silence.
Truffle with the bite of an overeager kitten.
Truffle with the bite of unwanted advice.
Truffle with the sting of bees protecting honey.
Truffle, melting, is shady water on hot feet,
Is muscles in massage,
Is warm blankets on a cold morning
Truffle that lingers like the unquenched hour,
That lingers like coffee between chatty friends,
That lingers like garlic in an empty apartment.
Truffle as essential as a moisture in the rainforest.
Truffle for which I leave like Hermes,
Truffle for which I am departing now.

Hi you all,

I realize it has been ages since I last posted.

Here is the gist of my life:

I have a beautiful boyfreind named Tamas who is in the CS major at Western
I am getting spoiled

I have a couple of freinds finally.

I have a job starting next fall as the Coordinator of the Sexual Awareness Center at Western

I am enjoying my classes

I am experiancing worry about my future as a writer. I am not sure I should be pursuing a degree in creative writing anymore

Taking some psych classes

Re-evaluating my past experiances. I hope I can learn to be a better freind.

Hugs to you all.

I FOUND THEM!!!!! YAY!!!

Last night my keys fell somewhere in the snow. I have an idea where, but I am not certain. It costs 90-119 dollars to replace them, and I only have two days to find them. Really, I should be studying for finals, and this is going to hurt. Anyway, to top it all off, I don't have any gloves for the snow, so looking is a little less efficient, and I might be getting sick. Life is angry right now. Also, it might snow again today, in which case I am screwed. oops.

So, I thought some of you might be interested. My life:

Class: going well, I should get through this quarter without too steep a drop in grades. My english class is fascinating.

Other Activities: I am volunteering at the Sexual Awareness Center here at Western. I am really enjoying it, and an added benifit is that they offer free condoms of all sorts. They also have a really good library. They are bringing a show called "Sex, Cellulite, And Large Farm Equipment" to this school, so I was out doing propaganda for that.

Life Goals: I don't need to change the world. I don't want to. I want to make a few people happier, travel, and live in a cabin in the woods with many pets. I want to create a space for my freinds to come and retreat from their lives for a while. A place of healing, an eden I can extend to others. Like the cabin in Port Townsend.

I am debating my pursuit of creative writing. I am having a hard time beleiving I will ever be good enough to please myself, or anyone else.

Love:

Ah, love. I am in love. Honestly and truely. What is more, he is in love with me. I am so happy. He is spoiling me absolutely rotten, and getting away with it. I think even my big sister would approve.

speaking of which, mi sol, if you email me, I will send you my phone number so we can talk.

Okay, I think I may be going back to seattle this weekend. I hope to. My mom has tickets to the opera, and Mirror Mask is out, and I want to henna my hair and go to the pike place market and see my people. The problem is transportation. I might have to take the train down and the bus back, or something, and it is way expensive.

I have a paper due tomorrow, and no clue how to start. I also have someone mowing the grass, it the rain, outside my window. All the fumes are seeping into the room. And, as we all know I get headaches from that sort of smell. Oh well. In case you guys couldn't tell, I am not really happy, but that will change once I can sit down and read. I miss reading.

HUGS!!!!

Okay, one down, one to go. I thik I did well, which means I failed miserably. And now, off to the math exam. I HATE TESTS!!!!!

Man of my heart, my beloved man,

your allure is a sweet thing, as sweet as honey.

Lad of my heart, my beloved man,

your allure is a sweet thing, as sweet as honey.



You have captivated me,

of my own free will I will come to you.

Man, let me flee with you

into the bedroom.

You have captivated me;

of my own free will I shall come to you.

Lad, let me flee with you

into the bedroom.



Man, let me do the sweetest things to you.

My precious sweet, let me bring you honey.

In the bedchamber dripping with honey

let us enjoy over and over your allure, the sweet thing.

Lad, let me do the sweetest things to you.

My precious sweet, let me bring you honey.