Sunday, September 19, 2010

the wheels on the bus go round-and-round.

i have the pleasure of riding bus route 358. as i already have countless stories to share from the bus, and i know there are still plenty more to come; i thought i would share what other people commonly refer to my bus as:
  • the crazy bus
  • ghetto love chariot 
  • the disease wagon
  • the ghetto sled
oh and the list continues...

Friday, September 3, 2010

come and go.

as everyone excitedly arrives to seattle to attend what will be a fantastic music festival, all i can think about is how i want to drive to the ocean and spend the weekend chasing waves.

roller coaster.

whenever i drive up the hill on 65th street heading back home towards phinney, i always want to wave my hands in the air. when the steep hill momentarily flattens my stomach feels like it's on an amusement park ride. i wish i drove that road everyday.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

disappearing act.

why you won't see me anytime soon:

  • for those of you who thought i was too busy and needed to drop either a job or an activity; you win. i no longer volunteer for the boys and girls club...i now work for them. so i win too.
  • mockingjay has finally arrived. i know that the rest of america has already read their copies, so please keep your insights to yourselves at least for a few more days until i finish. 
  • the rest of my gre studying materials arrived. so if you do see me, i may be tossing in some new vocab words into our conversations.
the good news: i'm starting to make a few steps in the right direction. it's about time.

tears for fears.

remember their fantastic music video with the monkey in the library? so much angst.

anyways, as my years of increased (both by number and experience), the floodgates, also known as my tear ducts, have been let open. i shed a few tears as i witnessed some cute 80-year-old women expressing their freedom of speech against the war in in Iraq. and every single of episode of friday night lights has made me cry so far. ridiculous.