stumbling into my 23rd year

Only 6 days post-event posting! That's pretty damn good for me. I tried to put these in chronological order, but I think most people could figure out the progression of the night pretty easily (e.g., guess which came first: the car bombs or the drawing on my face?)

There were a lot more photos than this (Dae Il was nothing if not prolific in his documentation of the evening), but it takes forever to upload them to blogger. My birthday was amazing, thank you to everyone who showed up!







The next three pictures are definitely chronological, but spaced apart; they go from "yayyy car bombs!" to "wooo roomies!" to "Emma your hair is SO PRETTY NOW I SHALL FALL ON YOU"















There were about 12 of these of Kevin. I'll try to add more


Tribe nose-paintings and a sparse goatee. Totally normal. Birthday: success!!

here comes the bride

birthday photos are impending, but here's something to tide over anyone who actually reads this blather of mine. i got an EEG today. So in my Life Plan, I think I'll include wearing one of these nets to my wedding instead of a veil.

In other news... more important news, that is... SARAH IS HERE. She interviewed at the Mind today. I am so proud of you Sararrrrr, you are a little prospective-job-machine!

Oh! AND. Senator Barack Obama is going to be in Albuquerque tomorrow, so it looks like camping plans are being put on hold again. Which is ok, it's not like we're running out of time, not directly anyway.

How am I supposed to get work done when I feel so happy? It really is true what they say about positive affect decreasing productivity.

a warning

...do not click on this link with anything in your mouth. Do not click on it if you are particularly afraid of spiders.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/earth/main.jhtml?view=DETAILS&grid=&xml=/earth/2008/10/22/easpider122.xml

if i saw that in my back yard, I would leave the country.

whatever that shot was... um... don't go to that bar on your birthday

ooo boy i am avoiding facebook right now. birthdays equal wallpostonslaught!


so i'll skip to other news. josh and i hiked the sandia crest on Sunday, despite my pathetic limp slash broke-ass-foot. (josh, i maintain that i was SPRIGHTLY on that walk). it was so awesome. one minute the forest smelled like early spring with melting snow, the next it smelled like happily disintegrating fall leaves. the views are pretty much impossible to describe, and i'll include a photo, but it won't do anything justice.




that photo stolen from googleimage because my camera currently has no lifeline to the macbook. must get that taken care of. ergh. more posting soonish. i have to sleeeeep.

"excuse me, sir? ...ma'am! hello, ma'am, would you mind taking our picture?"

"it's a beautiful day for flying!" proclaimed the cheery voice on the answering machine recording at 4:58AM this morning.

Two hours later, the same voice announced that the weather was not turning and that there would be no propane supplied this morning. Meagerly caffeinated and disappointed, we snapped a photo to prove we tried and headed home to sleep all day.

on the upside, though, we learned some things! We came upon the secret meeting of the ballooners around 6am and learned about all of the winners and giveaways announced by that same voice again--the weirdly palin-esque soprano of the BALLOONMEISTER. (I kid you not)

AND OMG WE SAW WHY BALLOONS DON'T FLY IN BAD WEATHER LOOK AT THE GIANT CRASH AAAAAA!!



In other news, considering my furniture collection is confined to an air mattress and a suitcase, I spent an evening watching a bad movie (Starship Troopers) and cutting out rasterbations. Makes things feel a little less anonymous in this spartan room of mine.




Roomies and I have been delightfully lazy since waking up in the early afternoon. Three cheers to Sunday.

competition

between softball and "geeks who drink" trivia night, my confidence is down. i partially blame Josh for dragging me along! (oh wait... I enthusiastically begged to be included, didn't I? I blame hubris!).

i don't have anything else to say, just wanted to show some degree of faithfulness to this blog. if i had the energy to write, key phrases would include adam, debate, josh, leslie, air mattress, dinosaurs, brain injury pathology, bike helmet, hills, dodgeball, kevin, nick&norah, MRN.

work is good. circadian rhythm adjusting to earlywakeup. night, internets...

Should have won that photo contest...

Senator Obama is so charming... look how he puts up with us.

Do I Need To Wash These Walls?

Yesterday I found a house. It's awesome and close to stuff (work) and cheap and my room is big and sunny. Roommates are awesome--Emma trains dolphins at sea world sometimes, Davlena studies photography and forensics, and Harrison is Davlena's kickass dog.



I am feeling very on top of things! Today I opened a bank account, registered to vote, and cleaned my new bathroom because it was grrrr-oss. I'm told that the former tenants were insane and did not clean anything. Not to mention that Davlena told me the girl who used to live in my room was a rather large BDSM Master with a transsexual boyfriend Slave. I was almost skeptical until I found a pretty serious looking cat-of-nine-tails hanging on the back of the door under some forgotten clothes. So there's that.

Josh and Leslie, who I stayed with when I got here, are so great. The night I flew in Josh made awesome pasta and we drank wine and played Taboo with their sort-of roommate (rents the adjoining apt), Lani. Good people.

Tonight I am going to a party to watch the debate. I am going to Be Outgoing and Make New Friends!