it's another one day photo post! but in a much more timely manner. i swear, the things you can get done when you're not putting off homework.
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one day photo project
december 21, 2008
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the first productive thing i did that sunday was make holiday themed treats for co-workers and friends alike.
rice crispy treats with fruity pebbles in a vague starlike shape! general consensus - delicious.
3 hours and too much sugared rice cereal to mention later, i clean myself up and get ready to go out.
my newest threadless tee shirt - the graphic on it is so huge my boobs look frightening.
i pick up jessica and we go to the library to drop off many many many many many books used for research.
time for holiday themed consumerism!
the anticipation of an overcrowded old navy frightens us.
while we were there, we saw my dad! he's so awesome.
jessica noted how expressive he is, but he doesn't like having his picture taken, so you'll just have to imagine it.
he was there looking for the same thing i was - gloves! but we couldn't find any and i vowed to buy him some that night. we measured hand sizes and his are just a little bit bigger than mine, which means either he has lady hands or i have man hands.
but first, to eat.
jessica and tabasco at the blue plate diner. i don't claim to understand it.
we went to tjmaxx afterwards and i found gloves for my dad! $9.99!
jessica has a thing for neon. i chauffered.
peterbilt girl
yo elect! my favorite sign of the night.
on to temple square!
srsly, vegas for mormons.
i'm going to assume you've already read my racist nativity post so please enjoy these photos while i quietly fume.
jessica, her devil head and the nativity. speaks for itself, doesn't it?
bokeh!
reppin' my caricaturized pan-ethnic peeps.
kiwi. argh.
we escaped the bitter cold and oppression to nostalgia coffee shop for warmth and easy listening jazz.
breakfast at tiffany's cupcake ala mini's (?)
jessica and i play a rousing game of chess. i checkmated her.
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one day photo project
december 21, 2008
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
the first productive thing i did that sunday was make holiday themed treats for co-workers and friends alike.
rice crispy treats with fruity pebbles in a vague starlike shape! general consensus - delicious.
3 hours and too much sugared rice cereal to mention later, i clean myself up and get ready to go out.
my newest threadless tee shirt - the graphic on it is so huge my boobs look frightening.
i pick up jessica and we go to the library to drop off many many many many many books used for research.
time for holiday themed consumerism!
the anticipation of an overcrowded old navy frightens us.
while we were there, we saw my dad! he's so awesome.
jessica noted how expressive he is, but he doesn't like having his picture taken, so you'll just have to imagine it.
he was there looking for the same thing i was - gloves! but we couldn't find any and i vowed to buy him some that night. we measured hand sizes and his are just a little bit bigger than mine, which means either he has lady hands or i have man hands.
but first, to eat.
jessica and tabasco at the blue plate diner. i don't claim to understand it.
we went to tjmaxx afterwards and i found gloves for my dad! $9.99!
jessica has a thing for neon. i chauffered.
peterbilt girl
yo elect! my favorite sign of the night.
on to temple square!
srsly, vegas for mormons.
i'm going to assume you've already read my racist nativity post so please enjoy these photos while i quietly fume.
jessica, her devil head and the nativity. speaks for itself, doesn't it?
bokeh!
reppin' my caricaturized pan-ethnic peeps.
kiwi. argh.
we escaped the bitter cold and oppression to nostalgia coffee shop for warmth and easy listening jazz.
breakfast at tiffany's cupcake ala mini's (?)
jessica and i play a rousing game of chess. i checkmated her.
i'm sitting next to santa claus if he went on atkins, took up hiking and ran an internet business.
then i went home, exhausted. but when i tried to go to sleep all the sugar from the three ultra sweet cokes i'd had at 5:30pm at dinner (yes, dinner at 5:30, i am 65 years old) i couldn't so i just stared into space until i woke up the next morning.
x-posted on lj
then i went home, exhausted. but when i tried to go to sleep all the sugar from the three ultra sweet cokes i'd had at 5:30pm at dinner (yes, dinner at 5:30, i am 65 years old) i couldn't so i just stared into space until i woke up the next morning.
x-posted on lj
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