F is for farm

i'm pretty good at getting up at 4am, and also pretty good at growing things. and making things out of other things. and gettin dirt under my nails. and getting along with animals.

one day.

last night

last night i really wanted to go out. i got dressed and ready. then before leaving i checked my bank account to make sure i would be able to get money out for tokens. when i realized how dire my straits were i thought better of leaving the house at all. i should NOT have bought those shoes yesterday. even though they were only $25, that's still 1/24th of my rent, which i do not have. damn you spring and your gorgeous vintage tan leather penny loafters with the tiniest, cutest wooden wedge heel! curse you and your tempting ways!

it's pretty depressing to be this short of rent so soon after payday. i can't wait to have a job and pay myself back and not agonize over tiny purchases. today i stood with a bunch of $2.99 tulips in my hand and realized i could have them or take transit somewhere. i bought the flowers. fuck you, money, i don't need you. i'll walk.

oh well. at least i looked pretty happy on friday. if only someone could please pay me to take pictures of myself i would be in good shape.

opposites

two things

i call this one "bathroom shelf"




and this one is called "YESSSSSSSSSS finally geez"



not much else to report, other than that i spent 8am-11am writing a chapter called "Data Collection Method", 11-12 vacuuming the house, and 2-right now (until 10pm) working an 8 hour shift with an upset stomach. PIZZA WHY?

perverts

you put one bikini pic up and your stats go through the roof. go figure. the more things change, the more they stay the same.

anyway, here are some more vacation pics, care of the lovely Linn Maria. she always catches the best moments, and i am very jealous of her skill (and awesome camera-a Canon 7D).

here we are having a grand old time in a poolside pod. this is where refuge from the sun can be taken. this year i didn't really try to tan. i was more concerned with enjoying every moment and not getting burned. this involved layers of 30spf, which are a hassle, but worth it.




frosty beer




see? me in the shade (sort of). lounging. i distinctly remember really enjoying this moment. in the picture i'm reading Just Kids by Patti Smith. it was awesome. it inspired me to start drawing again and i'm starting with self portraits, because i can't offend myself, and because, lets face it, it'll be a study in self-love and loathing.



this is my favourite dress ever. get used to it because it can be worn 4 ways and it's going to be my summer uniform.




HELLO.






enough has been said about this picture already but i still need to point out that we are professional fun-having good-lookers.



a common sight.




i brought jenga as my hostess gift this year, and despite their already being a set there, it was a hit. it's the perfect drinking game because you don't have to think too hard but you get to laugh at other people.


okay that's it. back to paper writing.

HAPPY SPRING!

then and now

this was me on november 17th. i thought i had a lot to do. this is why i took this picture. i did, but at least it could be written down and made sense of (somewhat). each of those things is something huge and annoying. such as "ETHICS SUBMISSION" on the right there. oh, and again, the bangs. tempting, but i know what a bastard those guys can be during april showers.



this is me today, over four months later. i'm in the dark in front of my computer on a saturday night. please note beady eyes and tired demeanor.



i have so much more to do now than i did then, only it can't all be written down. it is a jumble of do this, remember that thought. trying to make thoughts into sentences into paragraphs into chapters oh good lord at least there is only another month and a half of this even I'M tired of hearing about it.


one of my profs told me he wrote his thesis on a typewriter. i think i would have killed myself if faced with that. i know i have it easy in comparison but that doesn't make it any less daunting to say "i think this" and "my findings are". i feel vulnerable and i don't know how i'm going to be able to let anyone read it. lots of editing i guess.



BUT. at least there's this:



she can't let me work without strutting around between me and the computer trying to rub against me/other things but not succeeding too much because she's missing that gene or something. she tries to be a cat but her brain is as tiny as the rest of her (perhaps moreso).

conversations while riding bikes

him: what do you need a glue stick for?
me: i'm going to start gluing all the little pieces of paper i keep into books
him: oh that's a good idea (coughhoardercough)
me: no, it's like all the little ones i can't get rid of, so they'll all be in one place
him: oh yeah that makes sense (coughtotallycrazycough)
me: but it'll be so nice to look back on in ten years, you'll see.
him: yeah, true, and besides it diverts garbage from landfills
me: you know, boarding passes and shopping lists, little notes
him: yeah and instead of just getting rid of it we can put it on the bookshelf

V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N

here are just a few random snaps from our week in paradise. what you see depicted here is pretty much how i spent the week. walking on the beach, drinking beer by the pool, hanging out in the ocean and watching it for hours. i also played tennis (i suck), squash (i suck), and hit the back hills on an ATV (hard to suck at this). despite my lack of skills in the raquet sports department, it was pretty awesome, not going to lie.