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Well, well, we meet again dear journal. yes, i am still in ann arbor, no, i don't want to talk about how much i miss chicago and girls. but i would like to mention my big plans to visit the vicinity in about a month. chicago fashion week, ladies, and no, my designs will not be in the festivities, but you'll get second best. i am doing my first runway show which will most likely be my last, since i am not a professional model nor do i ever plan on being one, i predict that the day of the fashion show i will be a nervous wreck and the moment before i have to walk down the catwalk/runway i will be close to tears. the plan is to loosen me up with say a cocktail of gin, probably scotch. whatever the case, i will have to employ a flask. add that to my now never ending shopping list. above on the list: mascara, nordstrom rack flats (i know they will be more comfortable than the crap i am wearing), booties (not mandatory, more like a luxury), more tight fitting pants (MORE!! MORE!!!), dress form (moments closer with the help of the non-user friendly "catalog"), ..., ...., ..... . word.
for real, ann arbor has not been that bad. i still like nate...a lot. my days off are brutal but that is if i have not assigned myself little projects or it's raining and there is no potential for me to venture outside. my bike tire is flat and i don't know where i have put the spare inner tubes. first time i have ever gotten a flat tire, ever! i blame nate and the sun, he filled my tire up with too much air and then when i stopped riding and locked the bike up in the sun on the pavement the air became too energetic for the container that was my tire and committed suicide. boo.
on a lighter note, however, it is apple cider season. i drank my first glass last night and was instantly put at ease. I LOVE APPLE CIDER, especially from the cider mills around the metro detroit area. yates cider mill is perhaps my favorite mill of them all. i like the cider, the donuts and the ability to hike around the place. i do not like the poor ponies that are tied to a metal arm and forced to walk around in circle while smelly children sit atop and yell childish obscenities. there goes my "sensitive" side, now i will probably become a strict vegan again. and pigs can fly... vegetarian it is (i still keep vegan in my house, it makes for a more challenging cooking experience)!
roommates are cool. i spend some days watching modern marvels with matt or some wicked awesome animal (mostly on crocs) with the rest of them. living with guys is not too bad, yet i fear i will never menstruate again or begin hating myself for bleeding.
i just ate pancakes.
and that is how the apple falls from the tree.
for real, ann arbor has not been that bad. i still like nate...a lot. my days off are brutal but that is if i have not assigned myself little projects or it's raining and there is no potential for me to venture outside. my bike tire is flat and i don't know where i have put the spare inner tubes. first time i have ever gotten a flat tire, ever! i blame nate and the sun, he filled my tire up with too much air and then when i stopped riding and locked the bike up in the sun on the pavement the air became too energetic for the container that was my tire and committed suicide. boo.
on a lighter note, however, it is apple cider season. i drank my first glass last night and was instantly put at ease. I LOVE APPLE CIDER, especially from the cider mills around the metro detroit area. yates cider mill is perhaps my favorite mill of them all. i like the cider, the donuts and the ability to hike around the place. i do not like the poor ponies that are tied to a metal arm and forced to walk around in circle while smelly children sit atop and yell childish obscenities. there goes my "sensitive" side, now i will probably become a strict vegan again. and pigs can fly... vegetarian it is (i still keep vegan in my house, it makes for a more challenging cooking experience)!
roommates are cool. i spend some days watching modern marvels with matt or some wicked awesome animal (mostly on crocs) with the rest of them. living with guys is not too bad, yet i fear i will never menstruate again or begin hating myself for bleeding.
i just ate pancakes.
and that is how the apple falls from the tree.