Grandmother's Prophecies
Believe it or not, I hate taking a normal picture of myself. Work kept asking me to give them a picture of me just looking head-on for the website. Guess what a tall order that was... I had none. Well, none that weren't kind of provocative, dorky, cheesy or from my Mac.
This task was really doing my head in. I took some in SF yesterday, then in my room last night and then today outside wearing a puffy vest to prevent me from falling into some sexy face pose. I think I finally took a good one. And no, I'm not going to post it. I look like a lopsided geek. You can just google it on your own time when its up on the website.
I really wanted to submit something along these lines. I guess old habits die hard. PS. How long is my hair getting?!
So I went to San Francisco yesterday for a short spell. Killed some time, had some turkey marmalade sandwich, went to a free museum. Got my fortune read by some old woman who was sitting next to one of those fortune telling machines. She called herself Grandma, just like the machine next to her. She told me some interesting things... like how I had the hands of a good cook and how my smile warmed people's hearts like hot coco. Oh Grandma! She recommended I checked out what the machine said, so I did.
Well, fess up. Who sent me a letter?! And old loved one? Hmm, does Scott and I having a conversation yesterday count? He gave me advice on my love life, which sort of annoyed me. What does he know? But in fairness, what do I know? I would call it a semi-happy reunion. Didn't speak a word about his girlfriend. But he did say I should come to Germany and visit them. I refused it. Clearly, Grandma's prophecy is great.
I'm bartending the next two nights. Hopefully, make enough money to justify Hawaii tickets and a drive here and back to Seattle. Then again, I'm getting paid today from UCSC. More bartending jobs... payday... wait... Grandma's prophecy strikes again!
This task was really doing my head in. I took some in SF yesterday, then in my room last night and then today outside wearing a puffy vest to prevent me from falling into some sexy face pose. I think I finally took a good one. And no, I'm not going to post it. I look like a lopsided geek. You can just google it on your own time when its up on the website.
I really wanted to submit something along these lines. I guess old habits die hard. PS. How long is my hair getting?!
So I went to San Francisco yesterday for a short spell. Killed some time, had some turkey marmalade sandwich, went to a free museum. Got my fortune read by some old woman who was sitting next to one of those fortune telling machines. She called herself Grandma, just like the machine next to her. She told me some interesting things... like how I had the hands of a good cook and how my smile warmed people's hearts like hot coco. Oh Grandma! She recommended I checked out what the machine said, so I did.
Well, fess up. Who sent me a letter?! And old loved one? Hmm, does Scott and I having a conversation yesterday count? He gave me advice on my love life, which sort of annoyed me. What does he know? But in fairness, what do I know? I would call it a semi-happy reunion. Didn't speak a word about his girlfriend. But he did say I should come to Germany and visit them. I refused it. Clearly, Grandma's prophecy is great.
I'm bartending the next two nights. Hopefully, make enough money to justify Hawaii tickets and a drive here and back to Seattle. Then again, I'm getting paid today from UCSC. More bartending jobs... payday... wait... Grandma's prophecy strikes again!