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I've got a friend that I haven't seen since high school graduation visiting from Arizona, where she's now living. Ten years between seeing anyone is a long time to wait.
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I've got a friend that I haven't seen since high school graduation visiting from Arizona, where she's now living. Ten years between seeing anyone is a long time to wait.
I'm starting to think that Angelina Jolie may be a bit crazy. The more I think about it, and trust me, I happen to think about Miss Jolie quite a lot, is that that it's definitely true. Da biatch's crazy.
But, I relate in some way with Miss Jolie and I'm afraid that I am leaning towards the "crazy" myself. I wish I was like some people and be able to pop a pill and have the world fade away. I think this is the most honest I've been in a while as to what's going on ... and it's all because I have too many stress in my life and I'm no longer strong enough to deal with it. The weight on my shoulders is threatening to cave in.
For the love of god, why does Yahoo! consider this front page fodder? I mean, it's PESTO ... sheesh, crazy italians.
In other news, the Ren Faire was more hot and less hawt ... the chicks with the boobs were oogly and it was sweltering and no one had a good time. Wasn't able to take any pics either because it wasn't what I expected and I just didn't want to bother.
In a funk again.
I've been joking for years that I want to get breast implants... I finally found a good reason.
So, out of the pictures I took of the California trip, only a few I choose to show here ... 41 to be exact. I put the first 10 here and the rest in the "show more" section only because it will kill the load time for the site if I put all 41.
Nick had bought a new videocamera so I was busy operating that and didn't have enough time with my camera, but oh boy do I wish I could put the video on here. It was such a fun and yet nerve-wracking time on that trail we went to.
Heading out, he's not really upset, he just has his "serious driving face" on.
Long stretches of highway.
Cows in fields, I swear Oregon is just one long farmland.
Supersized Dog, he kept on looking at me the entire time I was taking his picture.
Only in Oregon can you find a 30 feet talk Blackbird ... it's outside some store.
Finally!
I love it when mountains just appear out of nowhere ... especially right before seeing a sign for "Weed".
This is actually Day 2, we had already picked up the softtop and were heading to a small town called Red Bluff because Nick found some 4-wheeling trails there.
Jackrabbit! He ran away after we terrified the crap out of him.
Feet! This was a makeshift path across a river of sorts. It was so peaceful and after a really long, really hot day in the desert, it was good to dip my aching toes in the very cold water. I actually got out and was walking in it.
Bambi! There was mother and her fawn ... can't remember if this is the mother or the baby. You'd think it would have been obvious.
Yeah! We didn't kill each other!
We made a special detour so that he could take a picture of the Weed sign with his Amsterdam tee-shirt. There was a police officer that drove by several times.
Long arse trip up a mountain and down the other side to see the Pacific...
Only shot that was decent of the Pacific because we realized how absolutely late we were and at this point he was driving like mad to get back home. We didn't make it on time and we both missed work the day as a result. doh!
I need to think of some good reasons/excuses/pleas to get Nick to go with me this weekend to a Renaissance Fair ... any ideas?
... it's been so damn hot recently... the apartment has been a sweltering mess ... we have three fans going and all the bathroom fans going as well... so hot that all I want to do all the time is sleep... maybe I'm reverting to my days in the old country, where there was no tv and all i did was read and then fall asleep... i can't get over how everytime i see nick taking a nap, i wanna go and curl up next to him...and then blaze treks up the stairs to find us and he collapses on the ground after circling his pillow a few rounds ... and goes to sleep himself.
just a day in the life ... and taking it one step at a time.
Why do people go on MTV and share their newlywed fiascos? It seems like a surefire way to get a divorce down the pike. Case in point, three MTV couples, three divorces.
Anyway, things have been busy of sorts. Lots of cleaning and packing up and rearranging (lives, priorities, emotions, ways of thinking). And the end result is that I've become even more selfish than I ever was before. It's truly "Andrea" time ... I need to stop doing for others and concentrate on my own damn life.
Fighting with Nick constantly is just not a productive way of spending whatever short time I've got left on this earth.
I've got to admit that I've had exactly two crushes on celebrities, having not a tendency to want outside my scope of influence normally ... I've isolated it to just two.
The first everyone knows of ... and that's Sting. That man's voice does things to me that almost no one else could do. Actually, I'm wrong, there was one other person, but he's not in my life anymore. I could listen to any one of Sting's songs and get instantly soothed.
The other is Joe Rogan... yeah, guy from fear factor and newsradio... don't ask. I read his postings whenever he posts, and I want to have his babies in such a bad way. A way that should be reserved for people that you've actually met and had a relationship with. Call it strange, but there you have it. I've got a huge monster crush on a tv show guy that looks like he's in constant need of lip balm.
I've got 3 hours, 15 minutes to fold 3 loads of laundry, do a sink load of dishes, vaccum three floors and wash two bathrooms down. I'm procrastinating, can't you tell....
Four days, 1800 miles, and two very frustrated and sore adults ... we're back from Cali. Pictures to follow.