Deletion

I'm deleting this blog.

Baby Got Back

Hack the Planet!

It opened for Hackers, closed for Mean Girls, and is perfect for my life soundtrack:



It's been a long time since I've checked in. A lot has happened, too much to cover in a blog posting. The short of it is: College is eating up my life and, while I'm feeling great about my crafting capabilities and excited about my education, I'm struggling for balance; I am in a relationship with a man who does his best to take care of me; there needs to be a metric buttload more dancing, even if it's in jammies in my room; and I have found a great music video. Seriously.

Oglaf

Yeah really.

So I'm in the Duck Store on campus today waiting in line to pay. I get to the register and there's this kid, right, cashiering with reflective green UO spirit sunglasses blingin' up the place with his fly wardrobe. It's game day, so it's ok. Back to my story. So I get to the counter, and he says, "Did you find everything you nee-" I set my bar of dark chocolate and bottle of Tylenol in front of him, "-ded? Yes, yes you did." I'm glad you understand, Bling Cashier Boy. Gold star for you.

Day 33

SUNDAY 29 AUGUST 2010


Paris airport!

Got through customs with exactly 100mL of honey (101 and they would have thrown it out) and a gag gift forgotten in the bottom of my backpack. The morning train was an interesting adventure. There were no more cabs available when I tried to reserve one last night, so this morning, after 4 hours sleep, I was on my own. I speak no French. I can, I now know, navigate myself and a lost Australian woman (very nice lady, now knows better than to party at Irish pubs) through Paris underground.

Tag 32

SAMSTAG 28 AUGUST 2010


Amy und ich, wir gehen nach Paris heute. Vlore ist so nett. Ich hat keine säubere Hosen, also ich meine Kurzhosen tragen musste. Also Vlore mich ihre Strumpfhosen (sie ein bisschen kaputt sein, also ich nicht schleckt für sie nehmen fühlen) gegeben.