100 years.
that is how old my grandfather would be today if he were still alive.
he died in 1976 when i was 13 months old. needless to say, i do not remember him but i wish i did.
happy birthday hww, sr.
here he was back in the day.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
100 years
100.
100 years.
that is how old my grandfather would be today if he were still alive.
he died in 1976 when i was 13 months old. needless to say, i do not remember him but i wish i did.
happy birthday hww, sr.
here he was back in the day.
100 years.
that is how old my grandfather would be today if he were still alive.
he died in 1976 when i was 13 months old. needless to say, i do not remember him but i wish i did.
happy birthday hww, sr.
here he was back in the day.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
department of no moving lines
i've been studying the oregon handbook in order to get my oregon license. i believe it might be my least favorite thing to do. or one of them.
i hate the dmv.
i mean, HATE the dmv.
i remembering studying for the california one after being told that it was notoriously hard. and it was. luckily i passed.
it's not just the test though. it's the hassle of dealing with the dmv.
the lines. oh, the lines.
in california you can make an appointment. sounds great, right?
in theory, yes.
you still have to wait an eternity! the appointments are pointless.
back to oregon. the test is hard. the lines are long. and my patience is thin.
the book is full of sentences like this:
um, really?
it's ridiculous. but it must be done and i'm ready to be done with it.
**********
after attempting the dmv today and getting nowhere in the line, lee and i decided to go to get some dindin.
she wanted to go to thai herbs in multnomah village.
we sat outside and shared pad see ew with tofu. pretty yummy.
i hate the dmv.
i mean, HATE the dmv.
i remembering studying for the california one after being told that it was notoriously hard. and it was. luckily i passed.
it's not just the test though. it's the hassle of dealing with the dmv.
the lines. oh, the lines.
in california you can make an appointment. sounds great, right?
in theory, yes.
you still have to wait an eternity! the appointments are pointless.
back to oregon. the test is hard. the lines are long. and my patience is thin.
the book is full of sentences like this:
um, really?
it's ridiculous. but it must be done and i'm ready to be done with it.
**********
after attempting the dmv today and getting nowhere in the line, lee and i decided to go to get some dindin.
she wanted to go to thai herbs in multnomah village.
we sat outside and shared pad see ew with tofu. pretty yummy.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
dreams...
dreams.
strange dreams.
even though i've been out of school for, um, quite some time i still have dreams about it.
usually it's i can't remember my combination to my locker or i do not think i have enough credits to graduate and i cannot find any of my professors to help me figure out if that is the case.
in last night's, i was in a class at the end of the year and someone mentioned lockers needing to be cleaned out. i realized that i had forgotten to clean my locker out in the photo building and it was the last day of classes. ahhh!
i ran up to the professor (although it was more like my high school gym teacher) and asked if i could run over there to catch one of my photo professors before school was out to help me get into my locker. see once again, i forgot the combo and needed help remembering.
the professor/gym teacher said no. even though it was the last day and we weren't doing anything.
i begged. i didn't want to lose all of my equipment that i had in there.
she still said no.
i then called her a f%*king b$#*h.
oops. that definitely did not help the situation.
and now i cannot remember the rest.
not like it's really thrilling and you are sitting on the edge of your seat waiting to find out the rest of the story.
anyway, i hate these dreams. they are full of panic and worry and anxiety.
yes, i know they are fueled by something that is going on in my life. i just wish they would leave my sleepytime alone.
strange dreams.
even though i've been out of school for, um, quite some time i still have dreams about it.
usually it's i can't remember my combination to my locker or i do not think i have enough credits to graduate and i cannot find any of my professors to help me figure out if that is the case.
in last night's, i was in a class at the end of the year and someone mentioned lockers needing to be cleaned out. i realized that i had forgotten to clean my locker out in the photo building and it was the last day of classes. ahhh!
i ran up to the professor (although it was more like my high school gym teacher) and asked if i could run over there to catch one of my photo professors before school was out to help me get into my locker. see once again, i forgot the combo and needed help remembering.
the professor/gym teacher said no. even though it was the last day and we weren't doing anything.
i begged. i didn't want to lose all of my equipment that i had in there.
she still said no.
i then called her a f%*king b$#*h.
oops. that definitely did not help the situation.
and now i cannot remember the rest.
not like it's really thrilling and you are sitting on the edge of your seat waiting to find out the rest of the story.
anyway, i hate these dreams. they are full of panic and worry and anxiety.
yes, i know they are fueled by something that is going on in my life. i just wish they would leave my sleepytime alone.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
e l e m e n t 7 5 jewelry featured on a blog
one of my e l e m e n t 7 5 bracelets was just featured on a blog today. it's called Hundy & Undy - decor & fashions under $100. pretty cool concept so go check it out!
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