Mapquest Fails Me Again

It ended up raining today, so I never went to the Sculpture Race - total bummer. Then I tried to go to the skills class with Trek - that didn't happen. Mapquest was completely wrong and all the gas station clerks could barely speak English. I got frustrated and just gave up. Just as I was about to head back home, there was a break in the rain. So Trek and I headed to the park. That's my baby! Trek is so happy in the water and I let him play fetch until his heart's content (actually until it started raining). It was a spur of the moment trip and fortunately I always keep a pair of sandals in the car. That's the way to be on a Saturday afternoon: wet and sandy! UNFORTUNATELY, I didn't have a towel for Trek. I am really looking forward to the wet dog smell tomorrow. I hope my blanket offered some protection for my seats . . . Oh well, you suffer for those you love. Trek lying down in the back seat. He's so much cuter when he's tired! Another night with the books ahead - *sigh*. Oh well, looking forward to good food and good company tomorrow. Hope everyone is having a great weekend!

Another week over

Thank you, thank you, thank you! This semester has sucked the big one. Nuff said. I nearly had a heart attack today. My best friend called me crying. I couldn't understand a word she was saying and my heart just sank - to my toes. I wasn't thinking all these disastrous possibilities or anything- the feeling is hard to explain. No matter how long I've known her (twelve some years) or how many times I've seen her cry (many) it still hurts my heart to see her hurting. Life has thrown her and her husband so many road blocks the last couple years. We joke all the time about the storm clouds that continually follow us. You know it's bad when the jerseys of you and your best friend spell out 9-1-1 But sometimes the joke just isn't funny. Sometimes, you are tired of fighting and hoping things will get better. But I know they will - for both us. It just has to!! Until then, we will just have to continue to support and encourage one another. I'll take that phone call over a millions times if that's what she needs me to do. Love you Debbie! I'm still here for you after all these years . . . I feel like there should be some sort of transitional sentence here. This will have to do. Nothing like sitting at home on a Friday night, writing a social psychology paper! I'm hoping my new friend will keep me reasonably entertained with his e-mails ;0) Tomorrow is the Annual Baltimore Kinetic Sculpture Race. I hope the weather is decent; I plan on heading out to take pictures early in the day. I have a friend who is participating and I was hoping to catch them in some crazy outfit for future black mail purposes. I will be sorely disappointed if it rains or something, 'cuz I'm not walking around outside in a cold rain. Not even for black mail. Then it's off to a skills training class with Trek on how to backpack with your dog. Then it's a happy hour and dinner with "dogs and company". Sunday is a movie and Indian food (yum) with a friend. Then I guess it's back to the damn books. I hate school. I hope all you graduated folks are enjoying yourselves. I'm not bitter or anything. I mean that in the most genuine way, really. Smiley for the Day:

Show and Tell

Let me tell you about my day. A sort of show and tell if you will . . . We'll start from midnight - actually about 1 am. After taking full advantage of ladies night, Alicia and I were STARVING. (Jess was hungry too but refused to eat after the discovery of her non-existent "back fat" this week) Alicia couldn't wait, she bought a hot dog from a street vendor outside the bar for two bucks. I opted for the slightly cheaper yet grossly over cooked 7-eleven variety. Yuck! We also stocked up on drinks. After driving for about 2 minutes, we realized the hot dogs just weren't going to do it. So we stopped at Royal Farms where we raided the snacks and candy bars. We also ordered sandwiches. While waiting for them to be made, we entertained ourselves . . . Alicia and I tried our best to take a good picture. Didn't quite work: my arm is too short and she isn't coordinated (she hit a parked car last week). We gave up after about six tries. Sadly, this is the best one! After the binge eating, we headed home - quite content. The back of my car looked like a team of football players had been there after a game. But no, it was just the two little piggies: Alicia & I. Got home safely despite the many deer on the back roads. I ended up sleeping on the floor - don't ask. Getting up in the morning was NOT pretty. But after 2 Cappuccinos, I was functioning. After my morning class, I attempted to visit my philosophy professor during his office hour - again. Guess what I saw? . . . That's right, the door. I waited the entire hour - he never showed. Office hour: doesn't that imply an hour where you will be in your office? Tell me again - why do I pay all this tuition? After wasting an hour of my life, (an hour I will never get back Mr. I-Make-Office-Hours-to-Comply-with-University-Policy-but-I-Will-Never-Show-Up-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha) I had some time to kill. I headed to Loch Raven. . . When you look up and see this . . . . . . doing your homework isn't so bad. May I suggest always keeping a blanket in your trunk? I guess I just did! Anyhoo, it was such a nice day to sit outside and study. That was until an Artic breeze kicked up and I couldn't feel my fingers anymore. Fortunately, it was just about time to meet up with Stephanie anyway. So, I headed to REI and did some studying in the car until she arrived. We went to Baja Fresh for lunch - yum! Then we went shopping. A little background: Steph's hair is just beginning to grow back and she just ended a 6 year relationship. She felt the need to update her wardrobe after gentle prodding from another friend. For some strange reason, she asked me to accompany her on this big day. Not that I minded, it's just that I am about the least opinionated, most fashion-inept person you will find. But I AM supportive, so maybe that's it? We spent HOURS shopping. After all, we did have an entire wardrobe to replace. I got just a weee bit bored. . . There is Stephanie coming out of the dressing room and I'm the crazy girl taking pictures in the mirror. You already knew that - didn't you? More of the mirror-photo madness on A Photographic Interview. You know you want more ;0) The trip was a success, we found lots of nice clothes for Stephanie. She is going to look H-A-U-T. I'm tired, I have work to do, and I have already wasted too much time on the net tonight. I think you know where I am going with this . . . Smilely for the Day:

Everyday is a choice: the choice to be different or the choice to remain the same.

Had fun anyway!

So, the crowd in Annapolis sucked! I definitely won't be back. There are so many snooty . . . how should i put this . . . BITCHES! (If you can't think of something nice to say, it probably needs to be said. So, just say it! That's my motto.) My friends and I should have worn a sign saying: "Hey, we're just out to have fun, we don't want your man." I hate girls. It was subtle hostility but I still found it to be very irritating. I guess some girls find a group of friends out having a good time threatening. Who knew? NEway . . . It's been a long time since I've gone out at the bars down there and the crowd has completely changed. Not for the better :0( As always there were plenty of midshipmen, but they were young. Talk about disappointment. And like in every other bar or club there was: The token drunk guy. You know, the one that tries to dance with you but has a hard time even walking. Ummm, no. The group of guys who keep popping up all night even after repeated rejection. Listen, I wasn't interested the first time or the second time and nothing has changed in the last hour. In fact, now that I've tried telling you nicely, and have already just walked away, I'm about to get ugly. The guy that tries to rub his 'thing' on you. I think the next time that happens, I'll just turn around and kick the shit out of him. Seriously, what the *%@&!!! Listen, I don't need a bruise on my backside from your 'member'. Haven't you heard of a lotion bottle? The sweaty guy. Okay, after observing the dripping sweat, I know you are having a good time. That's great. Do your thing - without me. I'm sorry but I just don't like having sweaty people touch me; it makes my stomach turn. It's nothing personal but I just won't dance with you. Sorry. The grabber. The guy that just grabs you by the arm as you walk by. Excuse me, but I am not a rag doll and NOBODY grabs me. EVER. In fact, you are lucky I'm not out with my boys or any member of my family - you'd get your ass kicked. The guy with no rhythm. Whatsoever. And the fact that he is trying to dance with you, is throwing you off. You're killing my buzz. Just stand up against the wall and try to look cool like the dudes over there. Which brings me to . . . The dudes who stand against the wall all night. Well, except to go to the bar, the bathroom, or move to a new wall. (Actually, I'm not sure about this one. I think they just nurse the same drink all night. I don't think I've ever actually seen one of them at the bar. Hmmm, something to ponder.) There is often a grabber among them. Let's see, you don't look like any fun and you just grabbed me. And I'm going to talk to you why?? Come on people, let's use some common sense. The eyeballs. I hate when guys are so obvious they practically break their necks checking you out. You can just feel the eyeballs follow you as you walk by. I guess what irritates me most is, when guys do this but don't even try to talk to you. I don't get it. I'm not just some pretty girl. I have a name. I talk. Try asking my name, try talking. Your eyeballs aren't gonna get you anywhere. The guys that use whack lines. It's kinda funny, I read a post on Ink Blotter the other day about this. The author summed it up better than I ever could. You should read it - hilarious. But yeah, just stop it. I'm sure there are more, but those are the ones that irritate me most. And they were all there in Annapolis. Missing were all the people who could hold an interesting conversation, dance in a respectful manner, had some sort of game, or were at least nice. I wasn't about to let stupid people ruin my night: male or female. So, I did what any fun loving person would do: I had fun anyway. I took more pictures that night than I ever have out. (I was secretly hoping the constant flashing was pissing people off. I was too busy having fun to really notice. But I'll just imagine it worked - it makes me happy.) I have selected the pictures in which I don't look totally wasted . . . that narrowed things down to the moderately wasted. Enjoy. We weren't waiting around for everyone to get ready . . . Erin and I got the party started before even leaving the apartment! Left to right: Niel's head - Jess' hand - Jess - Me - Erin. Got that? There is the rest of Neil on the left and Avi on the right. They are both such sweethearts! *muah* :0) That's all you get. Anyway, mission accomplished. Had fun, completely forgot last week. Moving on. Smiley for the Day:

It's over!!!!

This morning I got up super early and showered until the hot water ran out. My fingers are all wrinkled, but damn that shower felt good. Week from hell doesn't even begin to describe . . . but I survived - barely. I'm going to Annapolis tonight to party. There are always plenty of cool people there - can we say Naval Academy?! Hee hee, I think we can. I am going to party like . . . like well . . . like I just had four exams in a row and it's not even finals week! (that's a mouth full) To guarantee a fun night, I am bringing along my two craziest girl friends. Watch out Annapolis - here we come!! (It is times like these, that I revert to a 16 year old girl - I don't much care - as I approach burn out, I think crazy fun is better than the alternative) Smilely for the Day:

Found something new:

43 Things. Check it out! It's pretty cool. You create a list of 43 things you want to do. You can add this list to your blog (mine is on A Photographic Interview) or you can just leave it on the site created for you (mine is here). You can write entries on your progress, comment on the goals of others, cheer others along, offer advice on goals you've accomplished . . . okay that's enough - go check it out for yourself! I've wasted copious amounts of time on it the last two days. Don't worry, I've already found a way to rationalize this. I've told myself, "it's okay, you have done so much freaking studying this week, you deserve a break". Ah, cognitive dissonance at work (one of the topics for my exam tomorrow). Seems to be working so far! It does makes for a good study break. . . Three exams down and one to go! Woot woot!! NEway. . . One goal I've seen that I do not understand is: be a better blogger. I guess it depends on why you blog. If you are using it as a creative outlet or to entertain others, I guess you could get better at it. Doesn't make sense for me, I use my blog as an outlet of the emotional kind. Life can be such a whirlwind. I blog to force myself to stop regularly and evaluate where I am. If nothing is really going on, I'll just write what I did that day or nothing at all. If something is going on, it all spills out here. Certain people are using my blog too and they are abusing it. These same certain people are the very ones who are not capable of expressing their own feelings or to connect on a deeper level. Number one and number two reasons why they are not a part of my life anymore. Worse yet, it is not just one person. Just as bad are the people that haven't even read it for themselves, yet choose to believe the twisted version of what someone else has read on here. And for all these people, I have to say this: (Disclaimer: I am very pissed off and there will be a lot of profanity. If you prefer not to read such raw emotion, now is the time to stop reading. Don't say I didn't warn you.) My blog is MY PLACE to express myself and I am not going to apologize for anything on it - EVER. Deal with it. If you don't like it, don't read it. I find it to be absolutely ridiculous that you use this space to fuel gossip or to create conflict. Are we in high school?! Last time I checked we are grown adults, I am anyway. I'll have you know, there is more to me than my web journal. There is much to be read between the lines and there is a lot I don't say. When you are running around blabbing your big mouth, are you saying any of that?! I didn't think so; you can't even get the things you DID read straight. In fact, if you really want to know what is going on with me, just ask. But I don't expect that from a coward like you. [And now the cussing begins] Why are you people such assholes? Do you enjoy creating conflict? Do you really think you can get into my head/heart just by reading my journal? Fuck you and everyone else who has such a pathetic life that they find it necessary to butt into mine. This is MY SPACE and it is to be respected: spineless pieces of shit need not apply. Love, Brea Ok, I feel much better now. Now that THAT is off my chest, back to 43 Things. . . One of my goals is to fall in love again. My vague entry has sparked interest after just a day of posting it. I'm interested in hearing other interpretations. Read and add a comment. You don't need to be a member to comment but why not sign up? It's free and you can have some fun with it. One of my goals is also to stop procrastinating. I'm gonna get to work on that. Smiley for the Day:

Glad that's over!

I'm all better now. I've climbed out of that deep dark hole I was in late last night and into the wee hours of the morning. The tears finally came and all it took was a conversation to get the closure I needed. I have a lot to write about all of that, but I just don't feel like it right now. Anyway, the ocean is calm until the next storm. I hope that won't be any time soon. I'm fucking tired. Speaking of which, my sleep schedule is all messed up. From experience, I know this whole week is doomed to a dysfunctional sleep pattern. Wonderful. One exam down and three to go *sigh* My brain is fried from raw emotion and studying. I'm sorry if this post is totally incoherent. Bare with me, it's almost over. Now that I'm "all better now", I can write about my weekend: CPR course(boooooring), studying (yuck), kayak skills class (fun), dinner at Nichi Bei Kai (yummy! good company), babysitting (won't be wearing my Elmo T-shirt for a while and am seriously questioning ever having kids), studying (again), a little sleep (very little), more studying (*sniff*) and finally the phone call that sent me spiraling. ;0( Okay, now that I wrote that out, maybe my weekend wasn't so nice. In fact, I think all the studying I did made me immensely enjoy the little else I did - Because I just recounted a shitty weekend, yet I was under the false pretense that the weekend was good up until this very moment. Oh my, my brain is mush. too -- much -- studying Oh yeah, I restarted my photographic interview. Check it out! Maybe I should try getting some sleep now, 2am just snuck up on me. Psychology of Learning exam tomorrow. Pray for me - I'm going to need it . . . Smiley for the Day:

out of me

no no no no no no no no no no no no no more it's gonna be sudden it's gonna be strange i'm gonna turn on a dime give you 5 cents change it's gonna be long overdue it's all gonna come out out of me, on to you out of me on to you one of these days you're gonna push too hard we'll go on like we've always done till you go too far one of these days it's gonna reach the top then it's gonna start to spill and it's not gonna stop out of me on to you... no more some people wear their smile like a disguise those people who smile a lot watch the eyes i know cause i'm like that a lot you think everything's okay it is till it's not out of me on to you... no more some people wear their heart up on their sleeve i wear mine underneath my right pant leg strapped to my boot don't think cause i'm easy i'm naive don't think i won't pull it out don't think i won't shoot out of me on to you... no more most people like to talk a lot including you you know there isn't much i have to say that i wouldn't rather just shut up and do i'm gonna miss you when you're gone i'm gonna be torn just remember that i love you just remember you were warned out of me on to you... no more no more. -Ani DiFranco

Crashing

I had a nice weekend, but you can't tell - - I'm crashing. I'm feeling everything so deeply right now that I am beginning to just shut down. I should be studying for the 4 exams I have this week. I can't concentrate. My mind is racing and my emotions are shutting down. So here I am -- writing. I'm hoping some form of expression will make this night easier . . . I have so many unanswered questions: How does love become hate? Something so beautiful tainted? I never thought in your arms I would find myself and in your voice lose it all over again. . . How do you survive the crushing of your hopes and dreams? Do you mourn their death or should you begin to search for a more attainable standard? Not worthy of what had been aspired for, is there something lesser awaiting you? There are questions for which I have no answers. There are reasons for which I have no justification. And there are “men” which have no heart. . . . . . and therefore, there are people who have no dreams, no hope, no love, no shelter, no ambition, no reality - no one to hold them when their body shakes with such uncontrollable violence that the thoughts within their head begin to fall out their mouth - no one to collect those words and return them to their hiding place before someone else sees them - for there are thoughts and emotions in those words: heartache and pain - what if the world hears those words and therefore realizes that this smile is only a mask for a sadness that even these words spilled in agony can not express? My smile has hidden so much pain, I dare not frown. Lurking in the shadows of his mind the pain has driven him mad. Who is to say that I shall not end up like him: haunted by a past I could not outrun, surrendered to its bite? for it is much easier in this place - here you can pretend that you are perfect and everyone will agree, for here -- they are perfect also. These twisted tales of twisted minds leading twisted lives - never real, only living for shadows, for hints, for emptiness - listening to whispers but never quite hearing a clear voice. Have you ever needed so much to cry but never felt the pleasure-pain of a single tear? Choking on the sound of your own foul breath. . . For hours I have wrestled with these feelings of -– confusion. Expression can be painful or it can be a sigh of relief. Some words are better left unsaid - emotions unexpressed - secrets unrevealed. Sometimes, you just can't find them. Smiley for the Day:

The Week of the Kayak

In my world anyway . . . Yesterday, I went to the kick-off happy hour for the Canton Kayaking Club. Looks promising . . . the membership is large and very diverse. There are 5 different docking stations around the harbor, free classes and group trips. Bonus: there is enough eye candy to keep me occupied for a while ;) In fact, a particular hottie said he'd be looking out for me at Saturday's class! I'm sure I was grinning from ear-to-ear. I'm such a nerd. So yeah, I'm taking kayaking classes this week because my schedule wasn’t jammed packed enough already! Tonight is a skills class and Saturday is a safety course in the training pool. I'm not too jazzed about being seen in a swimsuit . . . but rolling a kayak is so much fun! I'll live. All that is great, but this was the highlight: I ran into a lady that participated in the scavenger hunt I did this past weekend. She's friends with one of the guys I bonded with that day. She and I didn't have much interaction during the scavenger hunt, but not even five minutes after I walked in the door, she came over to say hello. What a small world! We talked for a while and her life sounds awesome. If I could do just 1/4 of what she's done, I could die happy. She's lived and traveled all over the world. In fact, she just moved to Baltimore 6 weeks ago and already she's involved in all these local activities! Man, I would still be unpacking! NEway . . . an international education program brought her to the area. She's director and as such, plans all kinds of activities for the students ranging from service projects to outdoor adventures to cruises. It sounds so awesome! Listening to her talk got my wheels turning. Maybe I'll retire into a job like that . . . an educator who is well compensated and gets to travel all over the world doing what they love to do. I love to teach - I love to travel - I love the outdoors. I never even considered a career where I could combine all that. Of course I've heard of Outward Bound and other similar education/travel/outdoor programs, but never really considered that as a career. Listening to her somehow made a connection for me. It is definitely something I am going to look into. I'm amazed. I'm really excited to see where things go. Smiley for the Day:

I just need to type it.

Ok, so I think I have totally processed my relationship with you-know-who. I just need to type it. I do a lot of thinking while in the car, and I've spent a lot of time driving this past week. I got all my things back (except my motorcycle helmet- which I WILL be getting). I've given back ALL his things and put away EVERYTHING that reminds me of him. I've gone through all the rollercoasters: sadness, doubt, anger, loss. Now that the rollercoasters are over, I feel relieved and hopeful. I'm relieved that he no longer has control over me. Before, anything he said or did had the potential to send me on one of those rollercoaster rides. But now, nothing he does or says has any effect on me. Sure, when he acts like a child, it irritates me. But it no longer makes me question what is wrong with me or what I might have done to cause his behavior. He's clearly messed up and needs to start facing his own issues. I am just so RELIEVED that it isn't my problem anymore! You have no idea how huge that is. HUGE! Hopeful? Yes, I'm hopeful. Now I can start working on all the issues I was trying to deal with when he walked into my life. He had to fight like hell to win me over. I knew it wasn't a good time for me to get into a relationship but I let it happen anyway. Once he got me, he started changing everything about me and I spent the next five years trying to be who he wanted me to be. With no concern for who I wanted me to be. He had a way of making me feel like shit everytime I didn't meet his expectations. I should have been screaming: "THIS IS WHO I AM ASSHOLE, TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT!!!" It will be some time before I get into another relationship. I will have ME all figured out and that someone will have to accept me for who I am. I know that relationships should cause you to grow and change. But they shouldn't be constantly tearing you down and changing the big parts of who you are. I can't even imagine how amazing it feels to be with someone who knows, loves and accepts you the way you are. That's exciting. Okay, I'm done. No more, promise. Smiley for the Day:

The foxes have killed . . .

. . . and now they will BE killed. I'm pissed. As you will recall there are foxes living under my neighbor's shed. They've tried blocking the den but they just dig under the barrier. The foxes have scared the crap out of me many times, but they have never shown any aggression toward me. In fact, from the safety of my house, I find "our little neighbors" to be quite comical. They are incredibly intelligent. They know when Trek is on his tie out and come just out of his range. It's kind of funny. They just lay down and watch him. Trek barks like crazy and they just lay there and scratch their ears like nothing is happening. Well tonight, they killed a neighbor's cat. My Dad and brother were outside when it happened. The cat was screaming and several neighbors came outside to find out what the hell was going on. Poor cat didn't have a chance. They made quick work of it. Poor thing. Now the police are coming in the morning to shoot the foxes. I'm sad. Is it their fault we keep tearing down their territory?! They are building like crazy around here; where are they supposed to go? The whole situation is quite disturbing. Just because a irresponsible cat owner has their cat outside a wild animal has to die. Cats are KNOWN to kill wild birds and are in danger of being hit by a car. I'm sorry but you don't see me letting my dog run around killing things. I'd also never put his life in danger in the name of his "freedom" and risk him being hit by a car. Not only that, but everyone knows that there are foxes in the neighborhood and that they are nocturnal. So why the hell would you let your cat out at night?! I'm not anti-cats or anything, but let's use some common sense people! Okay, now I'm just pissed off. I hope I'm not home to hear the gun blasts. People are so selfish. I should get back to my paper. . . Smiley for the Day:

Not quite as planned . . .

. . . but a great day nonetheless. I HAD planned to head over to help build a playground for inner city kids today. That didn't quite happen. Next weekend, I promise. Instead, I went with my brother to pick out his tux for prom. Man, it's been seven long years since my prom. I feel sooooo old! He's going to be hot (he's my brother, what did you expect?!). He chose a white tux with a mint green vest and tie. Might not sound great, but trust me, it's hot. I'll post photos on prom night. I have been drafted as designated driver that night after the prom. My brother and his friends can't decide on an after party - so they are going to try a few. I told them to pick their top three and to choose carefully cuz I won't be picking them up from the last party until the morning. As much fun as driving around my brother and his friends on a Saturday night sounds, I am going to have to bribe someone to come with me. As you will recall, my brother totaled his Jeep a few weeks back. Today my parents bought him a new car. We are all tired of driving him around or being asked to borrow our car. This time they got him a tank, i.e. Land Rover. It will take a hell of a lot to wreck this one! He was so excited. Dual sun roofs and many other bells an whistles. As the excitement of my digital camera has yet to wear off, here are pics: He's earned it, he's such a great kid. After spending the better part of the afternoon with my brother, I FINALLY finished unpacking everything. Then Trek and I hit the trails at Loch Raven. We hiked for two hours until the sun set. I was surprised that with it being such a nice day, the trails were virtually deserted. I took as many hills as possible; time to whip my ass into shape! With winter being officially over, I can no longer blame my fat roll on the weather. Trek checking back to make sure I'm keeping up. I was, but with effort. I'm so out of shape! Give me four weeks . . .

Scavenger Hunt

It didn't rain! Woo hoo! I also was able to see the cherry blossoms, although I have to say, I was quite disappointed. I don't think I've missed anything over the years . . . I just don't understand what everyone is so excited about. Okay, yes the flowers are pretty. But is it really worth traveling across the country for and battling insane crowds?! I think not. D.C. was nonetheless packed to the brim. It was insane; people everywhere. While on one train, this man stuck his head and arms into the closing doors and muscled his way in. He looked like a crazed animal and people were screaming. I've never seen anything like it. Absolute craziness. The scavenger hunt was a lot of fun. It was interesting watching group dynamics at work. Can you tell I'm a psychology major? Here we are a group of grown adults . . . people are ordering others around, hogging the list, and other such irritating behavior. Me and three other people in my group bonded almost immediately. We were like, we are just here to have fun, so we goofed off the whole day! One guy was a clown in the circus for 10 years, one lady was his friend, and one lady is from the Middle East. Quite an eclectic group. I am getting together next month to go hiking with one of the women. The other ten or so people just irritated me. Our team lost miserably but the "eclectic four" had a blast. All the teams went to a bar afterwards and were pounding cocktails like it was their job - MID DAY!! We had been running all over the city for more than four hours, I just wanted some food and a shower. I couldn't understand how they could be drinking! Were they trying to impress someone? With the alcohol in their system, they irritated me even more than earlier. The one guy and his friend haad already left. Total bummer. So the lady I am hiking with and I left. But I'm glad I went. I met a few really cool people. I wasn't in a picture mood - so this is all I captured while waiting for the event to start. On my way home, I stopped to have dinner with my friend Jason. He and his g/f just got baby sugar gliders. They are so ugly they are cute!

Love is a leap and you inspired me to jump . . .

too bad I tripped over all your baggage!! WHAT A JERK! I know you are tired of hearing about him. I can't guarantee this will be the last post . . . but I can say they are coming to a close. I don't really have to be apologizing, it is MY BLOG afterall ;) Ok - so this is what the dick head did this week: I have a bag of his shit I want to give back. He has my computer speakers and my bike. I am doing a 30 mile bike ride to D.C. in a couple of weeks with friends. Since my bike has been stored at his place all winter, I want to make sure it is in good shape before the ride. In short - I want my bike back. Totally understandable, right? Well - I have been trying to get in touch with him all week. He won't return my calls or e-mails. I made it clear that I just want my things. I even tried text messaging. I got fed up today because he lives over an hour away and I wanted to get my things on Saturday while I'm out that way. So I texted him AGAIN - saying he was being childish, that he didn't even need to see me and that I just want my things. Then it occurred to me that he uses yahoo! messenger. So I went on there and messaged him. He was all defensive (as usual) - telling me he didn't receive any e-mails or phone calls - that I can come over at any time - bull shit - bull shit. Since when has he become a pathological LIAR?!!! I told him I didn't want to risk him not being home by just dropping by because I couldn't give a specific time as to when I'd be there. (I also don't want to see his sorry ass) I already have plans to stop by his friend's place, so we made arrangements for him to leave my stuff there. I hate him!!! He better have my stuff there - or he will pay dearly. What a dick!!! Smiley for the Day:

The pictures are here!

I got my camera back tonight. Despite computer problems, I managed to get them posted. Enjoy! Jess & I are on the way out the door in this pic Took me a hot minute to figure out the timer . . . notice the fading smiles. We're still hot though! ;0) Jess & Joe. Awww. So cute! Matt & I . What a sweetie!