Everything Fall.

It's been a bit, but a while ago, I went up to an apple farm. Technically orchard, yes, but lets not be technical. We were hoping to find an event that was "all things fall." Danielle and I found the apple orchard and everybody else was on board, so we hit the road! It was a perfect day- slightly cloudy- but not raining, and we found apples, pumpkins (rotting by this time), hills, tractors, and a whole lot of fun. Go figure.





Afterwards, we found a cute little place to eat. They had super yummy food- and Amy was brave enough to order (and nice enough to share!) an apple grilled cheese. Pretty yum, actually.

Story of my life

While You Were Sleeping. Funny stuff.

Boo Radley

Just last week I was talking to Dave (an RD) about how much I love To Kill a Mockingbird. It has to be one of my favorite books- and the movie did a great job of capturing parts of the novel. He throws a movie night every once in a while, and he said he'd put To Kill a Mockingbird in for me. Well, I kind of sort of forgot and went down to Hollywood instead. Boy did I hear about it! But he forgave me- eventually. He was gracious enough to lend the movie to me before it had to be returned. So I watched bits and pieces of it Monday/Tuesday. Then, on Tuesday, my school offered the amazing opportunity to go watch the move at the Museum of Tolerance! And Boo, Robert Duvall, would be there! Well, I skipped history and went! I watched the move for the second time in three days, and afterwards there was a Q&A session with Mr. Duvall. We kind of hoped to get a picture with him, but of course he was escorted out of the building pretty quickly afterwards. The line to the elevator was too long, so we took the stairs down to the bottom floor. I looked to my left, down the hall, and there he was! They must have taken a wrong turn- anyways, we got our picture and were able to talk to him for a few minutes before more people gathered around. It was totally an awesome night. He was such a 'real' guy, as far as actors go.

PS- Disregard the cheesy Sea Beggar flag. Some of our "advertiser" people take their job seriously :). They even gave him an electrically orange t-shirt. I have no clue what they expected him to do with it?

Hollywood!!

Beverly Hills- that's where I want to be! Livin' in Beverly Hills. So my title says Hollywood, but this song is totally running through my head, so I decided to include it.
This past weekend a friend, and former student at PCC, came down to visit.
Friday night the Drama team performed A Mid Summer's Night Dream- which was simply incredible. They did a wonderful job.
Saturday, I was settling in for a long day o paper writing. I have quite a few, 2 paged papers due this week, and presentations that go along. Well, THAT didn't happen. A group of the most random people (Karolina, Christine, Ali, Amy, Bryan, and Justin) headed down to the metro. We spent about equal time on the metro and on Hollywood Blvd, but whatev' it's all good :P. It was cool to get off campus, see all the interesting people, and what not. And boy are they interesting. Break dancers on the street, drummers, homeless, and soccer jugglers..... We were so hungry afterwards, on the train home, we decided to go out to eat. Well, the others never showed up, but Bryan, Justin, and I went to TOPS. Wonderful of wonderful, I had a great gyro.

Election Day!

Nothing quite like running into vote with three other people 10 minutes before the polls shut! :)

3:45am?!

It's been a while since we went, but it was just so much fun, that I had to write about it. After mid-terms, everyone was wanting some fun. Stalin had told me about trip to the beach he made with his French during the summer. They'd get up really early, drive to the beach, watch the sunrise, have breakfast, and return to Paris. I know. Sounds like a movie, right? Well we aren't living in Paris, but we decided to do the rest. So on Monday morning- or Sunday night, whichever you prefer- we awoke at 3:45. And did I mention that it was raining?
I won't bore you with too many details, but the drive there was so incredibly funny- probably because we were running on 2.5 hours of sleep, but still. There were 6 of us, so we had to take two cars. Stalin led, and I followed. Following him is the funniest thing ever. We had the whole freeway to ourselves, basically. I mean it was 4! Who's out at 4am? He decided to drive behind the one truck that was on the freeway, though. So there we are going 60mph on an empty road..... We were all questioning his thought process. Then he got cut off by a bread truck. Finally we made it close to the beach. I kid you not, I don't think he ever played the game 'red light, green light' as a kid. 6 out 10 green lights, he would slow down, and I would have to slam on the brakes. Ok not slam, but I'd have to slow down!! At a green light. Occasionally we'd stop completely and just sit there. He is so weird. AND! Parking. There were curbs on either side of us. Long, open, inviting curbs to park at. Apparently they weren't good enough for him? We drove for over 30 minutes, until we finally called them and told them to PARK THE CAR! :)
2 hours later we DID make it to the beach, it had stopped raining, and we were there plenty early to watch the sunrise. After some fun conversation, we made our way back to the car and stopped at Dennys around 9. I managed to keep my lids propped open, but took a long nap through lunch.

Success!

I successfully wore one dress everyday for a month. I questioned my sanity at more than one junction, but it'll be a story to tell the kids, eh?

Dreams fulfilled.....

As a child I used to stand on a corner, waiting. Gazing at the corner diagonal from me, I waited for the light to change, knowing I'd have to wait again, after I crossed the first street. "Wouldn't it be wonderful if all the lights would turn red, and people could just dash any way they chose?" I'd think.
Of course it would! About a week ago I got to use one of those handy dandy cross walks that allows you to walk diagonally. Pretty neat stuff. :)

October Pics again- only one more week!

It's been yet another cold, chilly week. I wore sweaters and jeans most of the week. Hair stayed up, as there was no point in straightening it. Overall, a boring week dress wise- not to mention cold. Who freaking wears a dress in the rain??

I'm Walking on Rain Clouds!!

I've been incredibly busy, and tired, and stressed for mid-terms. I only had two, but they're pretty major, and they were on the same day- Wednesday. This meant that I'd been going to bed after 3 Monday and Tuesday, waking up at 8. Not the usual 8 hours or so that I'm used to, to say the least! After mid-terms on Wednesday, though, I went to bed before midnight, and woke up at 8. It felt so good to wake up and not be drained. I had the same plan for last night- Thursday night.
Things don't always turn out the way you plan. Instead, I was texting a friend- Michael, my RD, Dave's brother who comes to visit every Thursday- around 12:30. After being cooped on campus without time to walk, I suggested we go out for a walk. It was misting slightly- perfect. It was great to hang out with someone new, at a random time, and just be spontaneous. He tried to climb a tree- and failed. We were going to use someones swing- but we thought we saw the curtains move. We found a shopping cart on the sidewalk, so he gave me a ride- until we came to an abandoned lot- where he decided he wanted to throw the shopping cart. So we lifted it over the fence, and there it remains. Then we found a park with swings to use. YIPEE! So we ran around on the playground equipment- avoiding the homeless people, of course. We began our walk back to campus, but got slightly distracted when we found a Church of Scientology questionnaire stuck in a chain link fence. We picked the driest curb available and filled about half of it out. Then, we fiiiinallly made it back to campus around 2:30. Just a fun night of randomness with a random person.

I've never..... 3

I've never done my laundry in the sink, I don't think. It's nice not having a ton of laundry to do. But that means that there is no way I'm going to throw one dress into the washing machine. So I wash by hand in the sink.



And can I say, that after 17 days, I'm getting pretty sick of trying to think of new ideas. I've repeated some. It's not that I hate wearing the same thing, it's that I feel like I have to look a certain way when I'm in a dress, and I'm running out of ideas to meet that standard!

Dress pics cont'd

These are actually a few of my favorite outfits. They each change the look of the dress a lot. Fun stuff.