Happier times

Ennui — A. @ 10:36 pm

Memoribilia.

This is all I have left.

Cell talk, marathon bike rides, and more packing.

Ennui — A. @ 4:00 pm

Well, I just got back from riding my bike on my three-mile loop. One thing I’m going to miss is the ability to exercise in private. Sure, I saw five or six cars when I was out there, but there’s a difference between that and the veritable studio audience of cars going down El Camino all day long.

Regarding the cell phone dilemma, I have decided (thanks to Amanda’s sage advice) to go with the Motorola v266. It’s the same price, it’s a flip phone, and it won’t set my purse on fire. Wait… I don’t have a purse. But still.

I know that my phone choice is expensive, but the reason that I’m not going with one of the carriers that gives you a big discount on your phone is because I don’t want to sign a contract. With the company I’m going with (MetroPCS), you pay full price for the phone, but there is no lovely $200 cancellation fee if you want to cancel before two years is up. You get unlimited minutes if you’re on their network (the coverage map includes everywhere I will be going), and they don’t whack you for roaming. And it’s all one flat fee… $45 a month for unlimited local and long-distance. I like the sound of that. And if I don’t like it after two months, I can cancel with no repercussions.

I think I might spring for the RAZR. After all, I’m a definite believer in Frank Lloyd Wright’s maxim “Give me the luxuries of life and I will willingly do without the necessities.” I will be riding the bus to community college and talking on my RAZR. lol.

One thing I noticed today is that I’m probably not going to be able to take my bike with me. That might be a good thing, since the damn thing is falling apart. None of the tires seem to be able to keep air in them for more than a day. I love the bike, but the thing is like five years old. Also, it’s a mountain bike… not wonderful for city riding, but it does great in the trails out behind my house.

I went through the last box of stuff from the attic, and it was filled with rat turds and insulation. My lungs are now spackled with both asbestos and hantavirus. And I was still able to complete the loop in record time! I must indeed be Superman.

I saw the hottest guy digging post holes at the side of the road… and I was all asthmatic, sweat-drenched and completely out of breath. Just my luck. Well, I’m going to attempt to break the laws of physics and cram three boxes of stuff destined for my mom into one box.

Art

Ennui — A. @ 2:22 am

I couldn’t sleep tonight (might have something to do with the fact that I slept in until 4 p.m., so I decided to play around with Photoshop. Now that I have my memory upgrade, I can actually use Photoshop instead of waiting twenty minutes for it to load. Here’s what I came up with:

Requiem

Requiem

and Memories

Memories 2.0

I also found this photo today when I was packing:

It makes me feel old. Daniela and Josh…all the drama that took years to play out. All summed up in an old photo and a box full of Drifts.

I need to get to bed.

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