Sunday, February 28, 2010


this is the best thing I've seen in a long time (discounting CWACOM)

This reminds me of you Maria.


I really really want to plant a currant bush this year. I always dream huge about how I'm going to become a master gardener (or at least not complain about gardening) every March. Well this year it will*** happen. Currants remind me of summers growing up. They were always my favorite thing in the garden. I don't even remember if I liked then or not.

I just know they remind me of The Sound of Music, when the kids make up a story about picking berries to their dad.

More importantly it reminds me of my best friend and the fact that our old currant bush is her favorite too.

And yes that's a weird cropping job and yes I have no clue how to work iPhoto and how to undo the terrible mistakes it causes you to make.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Miss in u

With just Michelle (the boy who reads a whole entire booook every day)
left at home to entertain me
I feel like I live in a rest home. sans bingo.

In other news this last week has been the most grueling yet of my Junior Year. Up til 1-3 AM every night for the the previous 9+ days and it wasn't even enough time. Goodbye good grades and good colleges. I watched a couple episodes of Community a while back though and it doesn't seem like such an awful thing to go to community college. Since TV is extreeemely accurate bout that kinda stuff.

When I got home from work yesterday I was capital T tired. Plus, no dinner besides wint - o - greens and nutella/cereal left. Luckily my siblings had rented cloudy with a chance of meatballs and it is now the funniest movie I have ever seen. That's possibly partially due to exhaustion and lack of good food. I'm nervous that I'll dislike it under other circumstances so I probably won't watch it again for a while.

This is what I do for entertainment when Michelle eats. or breaths.

Yessiree I could do with a few more people to keep me engaged and distracted from homework.

Sunday, February 07, 2010

I'll be watching you

The best part about my job is that I get to watch all sorts of people walk by.


A wonderful old French couple who, I like to pretend, were just stopping by on their way to Vancouver for the games. je t'aime!

A man with overgrown hair wearing an open blazer and no shirt. I'm pretty certain he was in between morphs on account of the half moon.

A teenager who would pretend to trip and dramatically fall every few minutes to gauge the reaction of the crowd. He did this several times until he apparently really did get hurt. Pah!

People watching is dear to my heart.