bartlesville, oklahoma

the drive between pueblo and bartlesville is horribly boring. i got a later start than i had wanted to because of a flat tire! that was a bummer but angela's husband was so helpful. so i finally got to lia's house around 10 on friday night.

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lia was a neighbor of mine for awhile in minneapolis and now she is living at a community house in bartlesville called the commonwealth. it was started in part, by this guy named daniel who owned another communtiy house called the walker house that was destroyed in the flood that happened a few weeks ago. when i first arrived, there were so many people around which tends to happen at community houses, especially when there are people around doing flood relief. it was a great time though, they have a great thing going on there. i met some very wonderful people in the day and a half i was there.

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i actually acquired a traveling companion there. this girl named danielle is moving to tampa, florida but had no way to get there and from what i understand, was kinda freaking out about it. so, she is tagging along with me to florida. i am in austin right now and she is staying with friends in san antonio. it seems to be working out realy well! she is a very friendly, talkative person. the 9 hour drive from bartlesville to austin went by so amazingly fast with her there! it's fun.

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so now i am visiting my friend quinna who i knew in california a couple years ago. i am spending the rest of the week here and i'm sure it will be a great time.

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on a semi-side note, i found out that my uncle died yesterday. he was my dad's older brother and lived in LA with my grandma. i'm not sure exactly how he died, but it was peacefully and in his house like he had wanted. i have been so worried about my grandparents and their declining health that i didn't think about tim dying... the last time i saw him was about two years ago i think and i have written to him a few times since then because i always liked him so much. he was a gardener and made my grandmother's backyard one of my most favorite places to be ever. i spent many hours out there as a kid, exploring and admiring, swinging in the beautiful big maple and following tim around. anyway, it was a blow to hear of his death. my dad is down there right now planning for the funeral and i really wish that i could be there for it... i will miss him. much love tim.