My sept.10.08
Meghan, 22, recently moved back home from college to pursue entrepreneurial endeavors (I am opening a restaurant/coffee shop) and also moved in my with grandma! This day includes some chores and running back to the literal and figurative bosom of my college town.
there is also: a picture of me in a mud mask
bubble baths
ice cream
and a picture of my grandma with my MacBook, which i find priceless
the life of a college grad. rise and shine
I get a call from my chef regarding the floorplan of the restaurant and I play it off like I am an adult that wakes up in the morning
1st thing's 1st...cyanide and happiness and ichat
I glare at the still unpacked box of clothes at the foot of my bed. I still have one more like in in my car, but it tends to come in handy for dressing myself on the fly so i am hesitant to remove it.
into the bathroom to tone my face.
upstairs to boil water for some frenchpress coffee
This is me in all my dressed glory. note the awesome ornate frame I am taking this in, my spinning wheel which is my baby, and the horrible irony of taking a mirror picture with a canon 40D
I shall make my face up while the coffee steeps, but I feel lazy. eyebrows, eyeliner and mascara.
favorite mug, organic toaster pastry and juice.
I show my grandma a political video while i eat. hi grandma!
I walk to my car to find the cardboard and tape window that lives where a glass one should. My ipod and GPS also no longer reside in said car....bastards
hop into my rig and head to the glass place. Thanks to some crackhead i get to pay 200 dollars for a new window.
not even public radio soothes my need for music and i pine deeply for my crappy, 1st gen, 4g nano.
I see this kid when I stop at a red light. he strikes me as funny for some reason...oddly enough when i go BACK to the glass place I see him over there, so either he walked up a highway with his friend for a couple hours or he is actually a super hero, hence the disguise. I suppose a bus is another option, but i bet he is hiding his true identity as SceneKid and his sidekick GuyWhoWorksAtSafeway
In the middle of ghetto BFE to get my glass fixed.
he says a few hours to get the glass so i kill time on my way home just in case it is faster than that. I need socks anyway, so i head to biglots where i get hit on by an employee who says "tommy likey" to me :(
at ross I am half tempted to buy a sweet bag, but then remember the broken window and empty pockets and stick to buying necessities.
I try on this dress anyway and it was fortunately far too big. huzzah!
At joanns I grab some supplies for a project I have to make for a friend's birthday gift.
I pile my haul on the washer and dryer when I get home. 2 dollar teeshirt, socks, pain, foam brushes, felt adn sequin cupcakes.
I decided to make bread for my friends so i out comes the bread machine.
it starts to knead the dough
that will take a number of hours and my skin feels disgusting to i put on a minty facemask
while it dries I put away clothes and chat on ichat. I find this bitchin 30-year-old wrapping paper
I grab a snack and head back to the glass place. I emptied that ENTIRE box of clothes and am quite proud. Kudos have gotten regrettably smaller :/
I have 45 minutes to kill once I get my car to the glass place so i get some real food in my belly and kill time. every veggie ever on wheat bread and honey mustard, since i don't feel like getting angry tum from cheap lunch meat. I read David Sedaris and also surf the web on my phone.
half a sandwich in my purse I head to the costume shop. They are just setting up a demonic gargoyle thing that shoots out smoke when you walk past. I love Halloween.
this wig/clown make me sad
I have an obsession with feathers and buy this to make into a hairclip/fascinator. On my walk back to the glass place a friend calls and asks if i want to go to Bellingham (my college town) and I told him I was going to around 6. He was going right then, so i couldn't hitch a ride.
YAY! i has glass!
my grandma added raisins while i was out! hooray!
I epoxy my favorite shoes back together. I got them for 3 dollars and goodwill and have not been able to find their equal anywhere else :(
what is this?!
the best birthday gift EVAR. there is a running joke with my friend that if anyone were to see him naked they would be stricken with horrible depression. We have started calling his genitals "the eternal sadness", etc etc, hence the boxers of warning. I realize later this is kind of a two-faced birthday gift "happy birthday! your dick makes people sad!" but he was thrilled... whatever.
remember that GIANT box from earlier? yah... i put the present in that. another running gag with us was that after i moved out of my apt after I graduated I pretty much just slept on people's couches for weeks, living out of this box of clothes in my car. My friend dragged it up to his apt so I could get my clothes out of it more easily but this meant waking him up every morning after sleeping at my friend molly's so I could dress myself. It was silly and cute but after about a week and a half he got fed up, threw it back in my car and went home to visit his parents. Of course his roommate, erik, thought it would be HILARIOUS to bring it back in the house as a surprise for when he got home. We brought it back in and put it in the poor kid's bed which made him quite cross when he returned home to me and molly hiding in his closet yelling surprise and 70 lbs of clothes in his bed. So the gag continued with his gift in the box, in his bed.
after all that wrapping I take a bath with my book
redo my hair and actually do my makeup for reals.
the bread is done and my stuff (including the mini refrigerator box) are all packed up. It took me like 4 trips to get everything in there, because my grandma kept giving me things to take with me.
in lieu of an ipod i crack open the lappy, which is a less than safe alternative. ah well.
also less than safe: driving and taking pictures... eep
I am out in the farmlands now. one of my favorite farm houses passes me by.
HELLO MOLLY!!!!! she slings me an arrested-development-gengy-esque wink and my flash + aperature priority setting makes her look like an ethereal moon-baby
I hand her the bread I made. half is for her and half is for erik. oddly i never took a picture of the loaf...hrmmm
erik is downtown already so we meet him at my favorite place EVER: mallard icecreammmmmmmmmm!
erik had a disgusting burger so just molly and I get icecream
The end resuly. three scoop sundaue with chocolate-earl-grey, coconut chocolate chunk and banana something or other ice cream. hot fudge, caramel, whipped cream, walnuts and cherries proved too much for us... bah
We got back to Erik and Mike's house and put the birthday gift in mike's bed. I find a pair of false eyelashes i left in mike's room a few weeks ago and offer them to molly.
erik shreds some siqq guitar and molly backs him up on bass.
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it starts getting late and all the walking around on the highway in the sun starts to catch up with me so I take molly home. She moved into the apt right next to my old apt so it's just like going home.
we snuggle up in her epicly comfy bed with our lappys and play scrabble and listen to some pandora tunes
we start getting goofy as hell.
molly modestly covers herself and strikes this pose. actually i think she was mid-sentence
I look like jaba the hutt with less boobs
I am hyper aware of my multiple-chin affliction
one last scrabble word and then sleep
there is also: a picture of me in a mud mask
bubble baths
ice cream
and a picture of my grandma with my MacBook, which i find priceless
the life of a college grad. rise and shine
I get a call from my chef regarding the floorplan of the restaurant and I play it off like I am an adult that wakes up in the morning
1st thing's 1st...cyanide and happiness and ichat
I glare at the still unpacked box of clothes at the foot of my bed. I still have one more like in in my car, but it tends to come in handy for dressing myself on the fly so i am hesitant to remove it.
into the bathroom to tone my face.
upstairs to boil water for some frenchpress coffee
This is me in all my dressed glory. note the awesome ornate frame I am taking this in, my spinning wheel which is my baby, and the horrible irony of taking a mirror picture with a canon 40D
I shall make my face up while the coffee steeps, but I feel lazy. eyebrows, eyeliner and mascara.
favorite mug, organic toaster pastry and juice.
I show my grandma a political video while i eat. hi grandma!
I walk to my car to find the cardboard and tape window that lives where a glass one should. My ipod and GPS also no longer reside in said car....bastards
hop into my rig and head to the glass place. Thanks to some crackhead i get to pay 200 dollars for a new window.
not even public radio soothes my need for music and i pine deeply for my crappy, 1st gen, 4g nano.
I see this kid when I stop at a red light. he strikes me as funny for some reason...oddly enough when i go BACK to the glass place I see him over there, so either he walked up a highway with his friend for a couple hours or he is actually a super hero, hence the disguise. I suppose a bus is another option, but i bet he is hiding his true identity as SceneKid and his sidekick GuyWhoWorksAtSafeway
In the middle of ghetto BFE to get my glass fixed.
he says a few hours to get the glass so i kill time on my way home just in case it is faster than that. I need socks anyway, so i head to biglots where i get hit on by an employee who says "tommy likey" to me :(
at ross I am half tempted to buy a sweet bag, but then remember the broken window and empty pockets and stick to buying necessities.
I try on this dress anyway and it was fortunately far too big. huzzah!
At joanns I grab some supplies for a project I have to make for a friend's birthday gift.
I pile my haul on the washer and dryer when I get home. 2 dollar teeshirt, socks, pain, foam brushes, felt adn sequin cupcakes.
I decided to make bread for my friends so i out comes the bread machine.
it starts to knead the dough
that will take a number of hours and my skin feels disgusting to i put on a minty facemask
while it dries I put away clothes and chat on ichat. I find this bitchin 30-year-old wrapping paper
I grab a snack and head back to the glass place. I emptied that ENTIRE box of clothes and am quite proud. Kudos have gotten regrettably smaller :/
I have 45 minutes to kill once I get my car to the glass place so i get some real food in my belly and kill time. every veggie ever on wheat bread and honey mustard, since i don't feel like getting angry tum from cheap lunch meat. I read David Sedaris and also surf the web on my phone.
half a sandwich in my purse I head to the costume shop. They are just setting up a demonic gargoyle thing that shoots out smoke when you walk past. I love Halloween.
this wig/clown make me sad
I have an obsession with feathers and buy this to make into a hairclip/fascinator. On my walk back to the glass place a friend calls and asks if i want to go to Bellingham (my college town) and I told him I was going to around 6. He was going right then, so i couldn't hitch a ride.
YAY! i has glass!
my grandma added raisins while i was out! hooray!
I epoxy my favorite shoes back together. I got them for 3 dollars and goodwill and have not been able to find their equal anywhere else :(
what is this?!
the best birthday gift EVAR. there is a running joke with my friend that if anyone were to see him naked they would be stricken with horrible depression. We have started calling his genitals "the eternal sadness", etc etc, hence the boxers of warning. I realize later this is kind of a two-faced birthday gift "happy birthday! your dick makes people sad!" but he was thrilled... whatever.
remember that GIANT box from earlier? yah... i put the present in that. another running gag with us was that after i moved out of my apt after I graduated I pretty much just slept on people's couches for weeks, living out of this box of clothes in my car. My friend dragged it up to his apt so I could get my clothes out of it more easily but this meant waking him up every morning after sleeping at my friend molly's so I could dress myself. It was silly and cute but after about a week and a half he got fed up, threw it back in my car and went home to visit his parents. Of course his roommate, erik, thought it would be HILARIOUS to bring it back in the house as a surprise for when he got home. We brought it back in and put it in the poor kid's bed which made him quite cross when he returned home to me and molly hiding in his closet yelling surprise and 70 lbs of clothes in his bed. So the gag continued with his gift in the box, in his bed.
after all that wrapping I take a bath with my book
redo my hair and actually do my makeup for reals.
the bread is done and my stuff (including the mini refrigerator box) are all packed up. It took me like 4 trips to get everything in there, because my grandma kept giving me things to take with me.
in lieu of an ipod i crack open the lappy, which is a less than safe alternative. ah well.
also less than safe: driving and taking pictures... eep
I am out in the farmlands now. one of my favorite farm houses passes me by.
HELLO MOLLY!!!!! she slings me an arrested-development-gengy-esque wink and my flash + aperature priority setting makes her look like an ethereal moon-baby
I hand her the bread I made. half is for her and half is for erik. oddly i never took a picture of the loaf...hrmmm
erik is downtown already so we meet him at my favorite place EVER: mallard icecreammmmmmmmmm!
erik had a disgusting burger so just molly and I get icecream
The end resuly. three scoop sundaue with chocolate-earl-grey, coconut chocolate chunk and banana something or other ice cream. hot fudge, caramel, whipped cream, walnuts and cherries proved too much for us... bah
We got back to Erik and Mike's house and put the birthday gift in mike's bed. I find a pair of false eyelashes i left in mike's room a few weeks ago and offer them to molly.
erik shreds some siqq guitar and molly backs him up on bass.
/>
it starts getting late and all the walking around on the highway in the sun starts to catch up with me so I take molly home. She moved into the apt right next to my old apt so it's just like going home.
we snuggle up in her epicly comfy bed with our lappys and play scrabble and listen to some pandora tunes
we start getting goofy as hell.
molly modestly covers herself and strikes this pose. actually i think she was mid-sentence
I look like jaba the hutt with less boobs
I am hyper aware of my multiple-chin affliction
one last scrabble word and then sleep