Break

I hate talking on phones. I hate blogging in public. I actually really hate e-mail for the most part. Unfortunately these aren't things that I can really get rid of in my life. I need to get over my dislike of phone calls and get internet in my apartment already... I've lived here for almost a month for goodness sake! And if I hadn't gotten over my blogging in public issues I wouldn't be writing this right now (with paranoid fears that people are looking over my shoulder and judging me). As far as e-mail goes... I just like getting real mail so much more but if it wasn't for e-mail figuring out my work schedules would be a lot harder and I'd have to talk on the phone a lot more, so I'm ok with it. I guess the point of this entire post is that there isn't really much going on in my life right now. I'm sitting in a gelato shop (sorry work, but this is across the street from me) sipping coffee wishing school would start so I had something to do. This is my "summer vacation" (hardly, in the traditional sense - it's only 2 weeks long) but I don't really want it. I just want to get on with school and finish already. Even though I don't know what I'm going to do when I finish with school. 

Ouch

I like this more than anything else I've taken in months. The worst part about that is that I took it with my left hand on the shutter so my camera was upside down. I never realized how hard it was for me to get a picture of my right hand, or do dishes (which how I cut my finger) apparently.

Days

Days go by, one after the other, I never know what will happen as each one unfolds. It's always something interesting, or I think of it as interesting and exciting afterwards, most days. Some days though I wish I led a more exciting life, full of trips and adventures and exciting friends. But I think that I may already be leading that life I wish for on the boring days. Today for example, I did quite a few things, with the twelve hours I have now been up (yes, I got up at noon... my sleep habits are getting a bit ridiculous).

1. Re-organized photos on computer

2. Got film developed

3. Sent out birthday invitations (only 12 more days until my birthday, 13 until the party that is going to be amazing, it does not have a choice)

4. Looked through library books of photographs and took pictures of the pages with my favorite photos on them (that sounds so much more pathetically nerdy than I thought it would)

5. Helped my mom with the groceries

6. Helped clean and get ready for my family to go on a camping trip (I'm stuck here, working... yay? I'm kind of excited?)

7. Bought strawberries in the last ten minutes of the farmer's market (Holy goodness!)

8. Played a game of ultimate frisbee (and apparently was a little more aggressive than anyone thought I would be in my guarding technique)

9. Sat with some new friends around a fire and roasted marshmallows and ate s'mores (yum!)

10. Watched The Orphanage with Shawn (it was not as scary as everyone made it out to be, I really enjoyed it, actually)

That seems like quite a lot for twelve hours. At least to me it does. I can't imagine how people that are actually awake for the morning do it, they must be exhausted and actually able to sleep at night... weird. Oh, I think tomorrow I'll show you some of my film photos, they turned out much better this time (thank goodness it wasn't my camera).

Macarons

This is my version of what I was talking about yesterday... they are amazingly delicious, and some don't look all that bad... perhaps, with some training, I could become a French pastry chef after all.... Not that I have any desire to do that right now, but it is good to know I have that option.

I don't think anything else I say is going to have anything to do with macarons, do I ever really stay on subject on here? This is sad, I'm asking myself questions and answering them. I think I need to sleep... there are lots of signs right now that I need to, like that my eyes can't completely focus on my computer screen or that anything I try to read does not remain in my mind.

There are a few things that I wanted to talk about, but I don't remember them right now... Can you tell I'm tired? I'm afraid this is going to be a very stupid sounding post... oh well. Earlier tonight, probably because it was 80 out still when I was riding my bike home from work at 10:30, I had a strange desire to go swimming (or really, skinny dipping, oh so scandalous, I know). Unfortunately this isn't really an option right now. I also really want to go camping, darn it! I am also really glad that I am currently spending my time in what is technically a desert (so there is no humidity to make the heat even worse) and also missing the horrible heat wave hitting Portland right now.

I think the final thing I have to say is: Who calls someone Moose? That is so random. I am so horribly random when I'm tired. I'm going to sleep.