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so i've started to worry about the glaring truth of it: i am matt's ambassador for bullish american tactics no-one in the rest of the free world would think to pull. my evidence?
-15 minute parking in an illegal zone with the belief that if i put on my hazard lights we won't get towed.
-consuming food that comes directly out of a can. i.e. spaghettio's (yeah, haters, bring it)
-rolling out of bed at 8:10am (i only imagine that this is an american tactic, as i think nobody in france or spain or even madagascar would be caught dead doing what i do)
-getting only 25 channels on my television, one third of which are spanish language, another third of which are networks that broadcast 7th Heaven, so our only option on a sunday night when we're just trying to eat our dinner being a few heavy-hitting, deftly observed minutes of bill pulman's own independence day
but sometimes, sometimes i manage to be an ambassador of class? or at least an ambassador of slow-growing confiers and koi fish.
those koi fish are used to being hand fed. what they'll do is mass around one of the corners of their pool, and stick their mouths above the water for alarming periods of time. they're the most trusting, self-serving fish i've ever seen in my life. i adore and despise them equally.
the whole day we held hands and he was the map-reading specialist. we evaded the cars full of lazy people who were keen to take their own tour at 30mph. we scouted out trees and hid under cascading foliage. we triggered a grasshopper's fight or flight mechanism when we threw pebbles to try and scare it off: it didn't fight or fly, it just bunkered down. some man donated 1500 of his conifers so that they'd live on. the dew in the grass muddied our shoes and we walked down to the anacostia river. he went to size up the water but i hung back. he started running back to me but stopped cold when i aimed my camera. the sun baked things into a beautiful day when it was supposed to be rain. life is just sweet, i can't believe how i fall asleep on him. his roommate may have let him down but my roommate was a champ last night, sticking around for 2 hours of an australia documentary. i don't think matthew was impressed but i was quiet and i learned a lot. my grandmother stayed up to watch it in her kitchen. i had a dream we got married last night and his family was lost. i threw a fit when the Official People Who Marry said we had to start without them. i threw a fit and we didn't start until they all arrived.
i'm happy. deciduous trees and love.
the best thing about dating me is the fact that i'll go behind your back. literally. and snap photos of an unassuming you. i love this one of him.
i was really happy in the slow-growing conifers lair.
there was nobody in the national arboretum because it's in the northeast of DC and people are class snobs and won't go to this quadrant. it's really awful, the snobbery. but, it also means that you get rewarded with terrific solitude, a lot of the time.
this place smelled alternately like curry and cinnamon and there was even some plant that people used to boil down in order to poison one another.
good old squinty and her totally patient boyfriend posing for picture #4007.
the columns that now reside in the arboretum used to support the east portico of the united states capitol building. i think they're put to brilliant use here, they're beautiful.
matthew is a scientist, can you tell?
the bonsai section was amazing.
some of the bonsai trees were nearly 300 years old - some donated by the imperial family.
this plant had crazy spikes and again he didn't know i was taking a picture.
in australia they call peppers "capsicum"! - fancy that, they called them that at the arboretum as well. i prefer capsicum.
some sort of japanese citrus tree
the end. i hope you liked the pictures. come visit me so matthew & i can take you to the arboretum, we are experts now, of course.
-15 minute parking in an illegal zone with the belief that if i put on my hazard lights we won't get towed.
-consuming food that comes directly out of a can. i.e. spaghettio's (yeah, haters, bring it)
-rolling out of bed at 8:10am (i only imagine that this is an american tactic, as i think nobody in france or spain or even madagascar would be caught dead doing what i do)
-getting only 25 channels on my television, one third of which are spanish language, another third of which are networks that broadcast 7th Heaven, so our only option on a sunday night when we're just trying to eat our dinner being a few heavy-hitting, deftly observed minutes of bill pulman's own independence day
but sometimes, sometimes i manage to be an ambassador of class? or at least an ambassador of slow-growing confiers and koi fish.
those koi fish are used to being hand fed. what they'll do is mass around one of the corners of their pool, and stick their mouths above the water for alarming periods of time. they're the most trusting, self-serving fish i've ever seen in my life. i adore and despise them equally.
the whole day we held hands and he was the map-reading specialist. we evaded the cars full of lazy people who were keen to take their own tour at 30mph. we scouted out trees and hid under cascading foliage. we triggered a grasshopper's fight or flight mechanism when we threw pebbles to try and scare it off: it didn't fight or fly, it just bunkered down. some man donated 1500 of his conifers so that they'd live on. the dew in the grass muddied our shoes and we walked down to the anacostia river. he went to size up the water but i hung back. he started running back to me but stopped cold when i aimed my camera. the sun baked things into a beautiful day when it was supposed to be rain. life is just sweet, i can't believe how i fall asleep on him. his roommate may have let him down but my roommate was a champ last night, sticking around for 2 hours of an australia documentary. i don't think matthew was impressed but i was quiet and i learned a lot. my grandmother stayed up to watch it in her kitchen. i had a dream we got married last night and his family was lost. i threw a fit when the Official People Who Marry said we had to start without them. i threw a fit and we didn't start until they all arrived.
i'm happy. deciduous trees and love.
the best thing about dating me is the fact that i'll go behind your back. literally. and snap photos of an unassuming you. i love this one of him.
i was really happy in the slow-growing conifers lair.
there was nobody in the national arboretum because it's in the northeast of DC and people are class snobs and won't go to this quadrant. it's really awful, the snobbery. but, it also means that you get rewarded with terrific solitude, a lot of the time.
this place smelled alternately like curry and cinnamon and there was even some plant that people used to boil down in order to poison one another.
good old squinty and her totally patient boyfriend posing for picture #4007.
the columns that now reside in the arboretum used to support the east portico of the united states capitol building. i think they're put to brilliant use here, they're beautiful.
matthew is a scientist, can you tell?
the bonsai section was amazing.
some of the bonsai trees were nearly 300 years old - some donated by the imperial family.
this plant had crazy spikes and again he didn't know i was taking a picture.
in australia they call peppers "capsicum"! - fancy that, they called them that at the arboretum as well. i prefer capsicum.
some sort of japanese citrus tree
the end. i hope you liked the pictures. come visit me so matthew & i can take you to the arboretum, we are experts now, of course.