THE GOOD:
- both my hamsters are still alive (and safely caged)
- being able to afford to attend two weddings in two weeks, both 6 hours of travel away
- having a new car that gets such incredible gas mileage compared to the truck that I cry every time I'm at the gas station
- DR. PEPPER (it's in my genes, you can't blame me)
- having BOOKS on my bookshelf again, one of my favorite parts of going home and coming back
THE BAD:
- living with someone who I so greatly dread coming in contact with that I won't even leave my room to pee when she's home
- feeling a little bit vindicated when said person tells me she has to move back home because she's broke
- dropping my phone face first and completely shattering the screen the likes of which the iPhone world has never seen :(
THE UGLY:
- my hair after working 4 hours at Chipotle under an ugly sweaty hat and then driving 6 hours with my Giants snapback on. The first words my mother said to me when I woke up the next morning: "You NEED to wash your hair."
- when your jeans are SO TIGHT in the calf area that the nice Asian lady who gave you a pedicure uses her entire body weight to try and roll them back down and actually apologizes to you because she can't do it
- my mother and I borderline sobbing together when I opened my car door to drive back to Anaheim and my puppy jumped in the front seat, thinking she was coming along
The good list could have gone on for hours.
But I don't want to bore you.
Nobody likes seeing other people happy.
:)
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Unexcused Absence
APOLOGIES ARE IN ORDER
I've been inexplicably inactive for a month and a half now. I'd like to rationalize this by placing the blame on these things, instead of just sheer laziness:
1. I am working close to 50 hours a week now, 5 days at Chipotle and 5 at Disneyland. I have had literal 12 hour work days several times recently. I had my first day not working either job in 3 months last Friday, and I was so bored/wonderstruck with my new freedom that I drove to Venice Beach, by myself, for 3 hours. All I did was buy an Oreo milkshake, try on 4238 pairs of sunglasses, and shield my eyes while passing the medicinal marijuana clinics every 50 feet.
2. One night while watching Rob and Big I was whining about how much I wanted a puppy. My darling boyfriend surprised me 3 days later with two dwarf hamster brothers, who we named Bennie and Jet. I was ecstatic. But much to my horror, Jet escaped from his cage literally within 4 hours of me bringing him home. He lives under the stove now. I just set food out on the kitchen floor every night and it's gone in the morning. So that's fun.
3. At the risk of being too explicit, let me just say this: be sure you know who you're living with before you actually start living with them.
Too much?
4. I've been in two accidents in the space of one month. One wasn't my fault. But talk about a major ego hit. I think I drive like James Bond and everyone else thinks I drive like I have a deathwish.
5. Also, BASEBALL SEASON
6. I almost always smell like steak and grease. I'm completely out of socks. I haven't taken out my garbage or washed any dishes in a month. But I have commanded a paper airplane brigade of four boys under 10 years old on the back row at church.
PRIORITIES.
And that's the majority of what we've missed. The rest I'll compensate for in pictures.
I've been inexplicably inactive for a month and a half now. I'd like to rationalize this by placing the blame on these things, instead of just sheer laziness:
1. I am working close to 50 hours a week now, 5 days at Chipotle and 5 at Disneyland. I have had literal 12 hour work days several times recently. I had my first day not working either job in 3 months last Friday, and I was so bored/wonderstruck with my new freedom that I drove to Venice Beach, by myself, for 3 hours. All I did was buy an Oreo milkshake, try on 4238 pairs of sunglasses, and shield my eyes while passing the medicinal marijuana clinics every 50 feet.
2. One night while watching Rob and Big I was whining about how much I wanted a puppy. My darling boyfriend surprised me 3 days later with two dwarf hamster brothers, who we named Bennie and Jet. I was ecstatic. But much to my horror, Jet escaped from his cage literally within 4 hours of me bringing him home. He lives under the stove now. I just set food out on the kitchen floor every night and it's gone in the morning. So that's fun.
3. At the risk of being too explicit, let me just say this: be sure you know who you're living with before you actually start living with them.
Too much?
4. I've been in two accidents in the space of one month. One wasn't my fault. But talk about a major ego hit. I think I drive like James Bond and everyone else thinks I drive like I have a deathwish.
5. Also, BASEBALL SEASON
6. I almost always smell like steak and grease. I'm completely out of socks. I haven't taken out my garbage or washed any dishes in a month. But I have commanded a paper airplane brigade of four boys under 10 years old on the back row at church.
PRIORITIES.
And that's the majority of what we've missed. The rest I'll compensate for in pictures.
my apartment assembly crew
my lovely new bedroom
finishing puzzles at 2 AM, half-asleep
THE KIDS ARE BACK
just a sample of how that whole trip went
reprising midnight Sprinkles trips with Jamie
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