Yes, I really was separated from the OC at birth.

I fit in way too well there.  In my last runabout of adventures, I pounced upon the great county of Orange.  The basic points of my trip were that it was hot, sunny, gorgeous, expensive, and I saw 87 palm trees, 25 Lexi (plural of Lexus), 15 Barbie look-a-likes, 1 la pacifica, and 0 celebrities (this ( Read more... )

  I hate blogs.

Today is a misaligned day.  It feels like the poles have migrated and now they represent "sort of north" and "sort of south".  If I were to do an MRI, my body would be ripped to shreds.   I had to look in the bathroom mirror three times to make sure my ears were still sitting straight on my head.  You see, today is the birthday of ( Read more... )

That's right chicas and chicos. My life has done a 180 and you will know about it here. If you request details, then please, ask for details.

Ready?

Morgan and I are no more.

Hmm. That was a lot shorter than I anticipated. I actually wrote out an entire paragraph outlining exactly what I wanted to say, with variables and shit. It got too ( Read more... )

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I forgot about these pictures - these are from a party after a session we had in Toronto for work.  Here you also get to see some of the people I work with.  And why they still have their jobs... don't ask me.


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Here lies my summary of Pittsburgh because I don't have enough time to write a real entry. I went to Pittsburgh this weekend because I needed my car inspected, it was my mom's birthday, I lost my glasses and needed a new pair. Got home late Thursday, so this starts on Friday:

• Met mom for lunch at a quaint little tearoom for lunch. I was ( Read more... )

Hello everyone!  Why yes, it's another long picture post of my week long vacation.  Don't gasp, I'll cut it this time.  It's too long for even me to scroll through.  Click on the day you'd like to see pictures from during my WASPy week in the Berkshires!  For those of you who don't know what or where the Berkshires are, it's basically all of ( Read more... )

Hey! Want to hear about my weekend at the cottage? (For all my American friends, "the cottage" is a phrase that Canadians say to talk about a cottage they own up north in "cottage country".)  Of course you do!  It was actually Kristina's cottage, Morgan's friend. Actually, it was Kristina's parents' cottage. But doesn't matter - it was swank. The ( Read more... )

So - important news.  Wonderland was a blast, as it always is, though my counterparts were ready to strangle me by the end of the night.  They basically had to drag me out of the park by my ankles as I clutched onto my oh-so-popular phrase, "One more ride!"  And to those nasty perverts out there, no, not that kind of ride.  Morgan comes up to me ( Read more... )

Oh, Wisconsin. What would my travel stories be without Wisconsin? I would have two, now three, less grandiose adventures to write you about. I wouldn't have met all the kind-hearted Wisconsin folk. I would have less cheese in my system.

Yet again I got the privilege of traveling onto the set of Star Trek, where I walked through my tunnel of swirly ( Read more... )