blah blah blah + some pretty pictures
I thought of a good resolution/sacrifice/whatever-you-wanna-call-it for Lent. I've already set my plans in stone, but why stop there? I'm adding a new one to the list: don't spend money. Seriously. I'm only going to spend money on bills (insurance, gas, necessities) for 40 days. No clothes, eating out, random crap, cds, nuthin.
I took another Aderall today and was extremely productive. I only have maybe 3 left. I got my car assessed, paid my taxes, got a copy of my transcript, paid my car insurance, took a history exam on socialism, waited in line at the DMV for 45 minutes until I got my tags, went to a flea market (and DIDN'T buy anything, though there were some great records and a gigantic antique mirror), did 2 hours worth of homework, reorganized my folders, took out all the trash, watered the plants, individually resized 200 pictures, uploaded 50 pictures. Oh, I don't know. Boring stuff. I like organizing and marking things off to-do lists. It's a good feeling. A better feeling: I marked everything off today's list, even the daily 'work out' and 'put shit away' that never gets done.
Sarah J will be here this weekend. Though I'll be working a majority of the time I'm excited. She can chill with Chris in the meantime. Or jump/dance/scream/boogie/zig-zag/scoot, whatever their weapon of choice.
My journal entries are never interesting. So I resort posting photos. Photos that are only slightly more interesting.
We were on our way to the Humane Society, heading east down Washington when we saw a sleeping cat.
But she never moved.
Onward we forged.
Drinking (diet coke) and driving.
We stumbled across the CLQA visibility.
And stayed a bit. My second sign doesn't really apply.
I seem to have a lot of pictures of myself. I'm getting tired of it.
In David's yard we found a spring mattress.
The mattress was growing.
There's an event every weekend.
The porch comes with a swing.
Pretending it's summer.
I took another Aderall today and was extremely productive. I only have maybe 3 left. I got my car assessed, paid my taxes, got a copy of my transcript, paid my car insurance, took a history exam on socialism, waited in line at the DMV for 45 minutes until I got my tags, went to a flea market (and DIDN'T buy anything, though there were some great records and a gigantic antique mirror), did 2 hours worth of homework, reorganized my folders, took out all the trash, watered the plants, individually resized 200 pictures, uploaded 50 pictures. Oh, I don't know. Boring stuff. I like organizing and marking things off to-do lists. It's a good feeling. A better feeling: I marked everything off today's list, even the daily 'work out' and 'put shit away' that never gets done.
Sarah J will be here this weekend. Though I'll be working a majority of the time I'm excited. She can chill with Chris in the meantime. Or jump/dance/scream/boogie/zig-zag/scoot, whatever their weapon of choice.
My journal entries are never interesting. So I resort posting photos. Photos that are only slightly more interesting.
We were on our way to the Humane Society, heading east down Washington when we saw a sleeping cat.
But she never moved.
Onward we forged.
Drinking (diet coke) and driving.
We stumbled across the CLQA visibility.
And stayed a bit. My second sign doesn't really apply.
I seem to have a lot of pictures of myself. I'm getting tired of it.
In David's yard we found a spring mattress.
The mattress was growing.
There's an event every weekend.
The porch comes with a swing.
Pretending it's summer.