Monday, November 15, 2010

A real job

Tomorrow, for the first time since July of 2008, I will be going into an office for a real, full-time job.


Now that I have a real business job, I look like a real business lady. This is the first picture that came up when I googled "business lady".
That is not what I look like. I would never wear black panty hose.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

The end of summer

I had a weird "fall" this year. I'm going from fall weather in Seattle to summer in Santa Barbara and then directly to winter in South Lake Taco.

As I'm leaving for SLT (not to be confused with the SLUT)...gulp...tomorrow, I thought that I should get in some summer weather enjoyment while I still could.

So I went for a little bike ride. I rode up this mountain road that is totally awesome for riding, steep, nicely paved, and hardly any vehicle traffic. I used to ride it all the time on my road bike, but this was the first time I did it on my mountain bike.

I was a little worried that it would be really hard compared to my road bike, but it wasn't bad at all. I even passed someone on a road bike going up. That made me feel like such a bad ass. They'd probably ridden up and down like 12 times, but whatever. I still felt like a bad ass.

Here is a picture I took from the top of the first big part of the hill. That's how high I usually go. I'm not crazy.

The road. Look how nice the pavement is.

Today, I enjoyed the sun by doing yoga in the patch of sun that comes in the window of Dan's living room. Speaking of Dan, here is a picture of him in his Halloween costume. Unfortunately, you can't see his unicorn tail. It was pink and purple yarn and I made it myself.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Moving Update!

So I still haven't found a place to live. Or a car. But I did buy a second pair of boots.

Monday, November 8, 2010


In 8 days, I am moving from Santa Barbara where the weather looks like this:

to start a new job in South Lake Tahoe where the weather looks like this:

Have I found a place to live? No. Have I bought an acceptable snow car? No. Have I bought some really cute boots? Absolutely:

Thursday, November 4, 2010

This is not a nice post

Have you ever been so mad at a person that you want to write them a letter about how much you hate them? And though you have every reason to write about actual terrible things that they did, you are so incredibly, horribly mad at them that you only want to ridiculously hyperbolic insults because those are the only things that come close to adequately describing the rage you feel?

For example, while "You are a terrible communicator, and I feel like you are always talking down to me," is true, what you want to say is "You smell so bad that even your grandmother hates you!"

I once wrote a letter (never sent) to a boy that said, (among other things, because the actual letter was seven pages long) "I hope your apartment building gets hit by a meteor and (roommates' names redacted) have to eat you to survive*. Also, your hair looks like pubes.**"

*Not actually true but correctly representing the rage I was, at the time, feeling.
**Kind of true, but mean.

This is what my feelings are feeling right now:

Dear Horrible Person:
I hate you. You are literally Hitler. Also, you are fat.
You suck,