Cars and Stars
ugh. so our parking spot that i park in is on the end of the row. it's a carport which is the norm in ca and there are 2 wooden columns. well i was leaving for class and the steering wheel must have been turned to far and i though i was backed out far enough but i wasn't. i hit the fucking column and put a dent in my car above the wheel well. now i'm no stranger to car repairs so i'm not excited about how much a quarter panel is going to cost me. i don't think the bumper is damaged and i'm hoping they can just pound out the dent. ugh soooo annoying. can't i have on freaking car that i don't damage in any way. i'm secretly hoping the car port will fall down on my car making the apartment liable. needless to say i made a large alcoholic beverage when i got home.
last night patrick and i went on a hunt for meteors. we drove first to a park area down the road patrick saw 2 right away while i was messing with the camera. needless to say the pictures didn't take because i don't really know how to work it and it was too dark and too far away. then we drove a bit further down the road and parked in a neighborhood. i finally saw when and then we came back home. i wanted to stay and look for more but it was already 1:30am and it was too cloudy. the best place i've ever stargazed would have to be an observation tower at platte river state park. when i went there for theater camp we would go up there and just hang out and lay there and see a million shooting stars. when i lived in philly i rarely saw stars because of all the city lights. i used to be really into stars. i took a class once where we got to go in this thing called starlab. it's like a giant tent and they project the constellations on the ceilling and tell you all about them. now all i know is ursa major and ursa minor, orion, the north star the basic ones. it's ok i'll admit that's kinda geeky.
song lyrics of the day:
The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide
August 13, 2009
August 12, 2009
Crafty Fox
so i've decided to start selling shit. not my organs so much as stuff i make. i consider myself a crafty person not quite like martha but i channel her. when i was in omaha last month i got this headband and thought i could totally make this. and i might actually try. i was looking at etsy store policy and it isn't too much of a scam. you have to pay 20 cents per item that you list and then 3.5% of the sale price not including shipping. so even if i only sell a couple things i'd still make a profit. the key is to keep the cost low. i plan on venturing to michaels and joanns if i must. there's a store that's really gone down hill. i remember going to joanns and it having tons of fabric, trim, buttons, etc. (remember i did 4-h) now if you go to the store on 84th (by our favorite pizza place) it's practically empty. it's also a hancock fabric and crafts store now. actually now that i think of it i think it wasn't a joanns at all i think it was called something else. regardless it's gone down hill. i like michaels alot but they don't have any fabric type stuff. unfortunately there are no hobby lobbys here. actually i've never lived anywhere with a hobby lobby except omaha.
another thing i thought about selling at one point was digital art. my sister in law and her friend used to take pictures of objects at their office and then distort them with digital image suite. it sounds ugly and weird but they're actually really really cool. in fact that's what first started me wanting my fancy dslr- which by the way i have been attempting to use. shockingly when i tried taking a picture of patrick the flash got all weird like a strobe light. i haven't read the manual thoroughly enough obviously.
on a totally different note i really really want the pool to be open. they closed it when i went to omaha and it's still closed. they resurfaced it and it looks really nice but today and yesterday were sooo freaking hot i really wanted to force patrick to go. i'm sure it has something to do with shit fully dried and the chemicals blah blah blah.
song lyrics of the day:
i seen every blue eyed floozy on the way
but their beauty and their style
went kind of smooth after a while
take me to them dirty ladies every time
on a side note: what kind of dog breed is your significant other/self - patrick thought it was nuts when i asked him what kind of dog would i be.
August 10, 2009
Work It Out
i have a dirty secret. it's not really that exciting but i don't really publicise it too often. i .......jazzercise. yes i now you are in your mind picturing old ladies in thong leotards doing step aerobics but it's not like that anymore.
i started about 1 1/2 years ago because one of the teachers at the dance studio i work for at home is co-owner of a jazzercise. i also have done dance performances and classes with her so i trust her judgement. i even class managed (checked people in) for her so i could go for free-gotta save those bills. when i moved to california i had looked up what jazzercise facility i wanted to go o based on proximity to my casa and number of classes offered. so i emailed the lady told her what was up and joined. well i only attended one class before i went home to visit. i didn't really know what i was getting myself into. in omaha i go to 2places that are owned by the same people. they have like 30 classes a week starting at like 5:30am and ending at 8:30. they have about 20 or more instructors between the two centers so you don't have to worry about getting bored. yes i pretty much went to the same peoples classes every week but i like having options i am after all female. 
