3.21.2010

079 :: shrimp

first off,
the quality of this photo sucks.
i took it with my phone's camera.
tonight we went to dinner at
the coastal kitchen.
every couple of months or so
they change their menu
to feature cuisine from different parts of the world.
right now they are featuring
the delicacies from new oreleans.
this is a bowl of shrimp..
heads and all.
i did not eat this.
but it looked fun.

3.19.2010

078 :: equals

teacher development day
=
full day at glsa
=
coffee in the morning.
like my mug?
ooh, man..
what a great day.
i got to spend 1/3 of it outside
soaking up rays.
seattle's the best.

077 :: day light

it's sunny now when i get off work at 6.
woot.

3.17.2010

076 :: st. patricks day

what is this holiday again?
can someone google it
and explain to me
it's meaning?
this is the leprechaun i made today
at work.
he has a pot of gold.
he was made out of a
toilet paper roll.
ingenious.

3.16.2010

075 :: love is in the air

i love this kid.
this is the same child,
the angelic, sweet, bright-eyed
kindergartner who endearingly
called me a"silly bitch."
i was perusing the kids cubbies in the morning
and came across this duo.
these are foxes, not squirrels.
the little girl whom they belong to
asked earlier if she could
put them back in her cubby.
what a precarious position we've found you in mr. and mrs. fox..
i love kids.

074 :: mid-day scrabble

katie and i hung out today.
i showed her my new apartment
and then we had lunch
at a thai place down the street.
after we had time to kill
and thought we'd run some
errands, but instead
we ended up playing a
riveting game of scrabble.
i won.
i particularly like the combination of
"whored" and "doomed."
also, we poorly used our blanks.

3.15.2010

073 :: sunday home


sunday means home.
among other things.

072 :: breakfast with the bestest.. again


i love breakfast.
i love penny.
combined, i love everything.
penny and i had wonderful 3 hour
brunch at salty's on alki
(courtesy of her not to shabby boy)
it was delicious.
i ate nothing else all day.
after brunch
penny and i proceeded to have
a photo shoot
in front of a classy, rusted chain link fence.

most beautiful city, ever.

071 :: warm and fuzy

i'm going through my things
while preparing to move
and came across this lovely
picture and note.
it's from leann.
she gave it to me
as a sign of support
during a not so fantastic
time
and it's a wonderful
reminder of how
amazing it feels to have
great friends.

070 :: welcome

olivia and i got a new apartment.
it's close to everything.
and a 3 minute walk
to work.
if i'm ever late again
i should be fired immediately.
when we got there to sign the lease
the apartment manager
had already put our name on the
mail box.
my last name is long.
longer than anyone else
in the complex.
i win.

069 :: oh my!

jaime or devils, demons, and dead men....
oh my.
ms. jaime and i rekindled our
bonds over copious amounts
of delicious indian food
and reader boards.

068 :: ode to bleh

rickety elevator.
i spent the majority of
2007 not in this elevator,
but walking up the stars
not because i wanted to.
it was broken.. a lot.
i had some
nice looking glutes
though, lemme tell ya..

067:: ode to bleh

mangy exit.

066:: ode to bleh

dirty stair well.

3.14.2010

065 :: ode to bleh

this is my last month
living in the building i've
been in since
june 2007.
mixed feelings galore.
here are some bits and pieces.

064 :: looking down

looking down and through
on the floor of my
parents house.

063 :: looking down

okay to touch.

062 :: looking down

checking out what the floor has to offer.

061 :: looking up



gloomy up.

060 :: looking up


and up and up.

059 :: looking up

still looking up.



058 :: looking up

got out a bit.
and looked up.

057 :: still sick


still sick.
this is my home.

056:: sick


crazy sick.
i had..
101 degree fever.
chills.
aches.
flem.
bleck.
good friends.
bess made me a smoothie
and brought me soup :)

055 :: beadwork



i'm a creep.
and immature.
a child did not make this for me.
i made it myself.
at work.
it now proudly hangs from my review mirror.
i take it down if my dad gets in the car.


054 :: simple as abc



we're making a sign language chart
for my room at work
with real hands
instead of those creepy cartoon ones..