shit.

Excuse Me. AmeriKa - I Was Born With Two Tongues

heavy stuff.

church camraderie

my feet are sore, my face is peeling, and i have been squeezed of all energy. worth it. i pretty much lived and breathed the milk jug booth at st. anne this weekend, and i enjoyed every second of it. i've anticipated this weekend for so long, and now that it's over, i'm pretty much ready to go back to the daily grind of school. shocking, isn't it? seriously though, nothing i do for the rest of summer can touch this weekend.i took so many pictures this past weekend (about 118), that i had to do thangs ghemie-style and bust out the collages in order to fit in as much of my favorite pictures as possible. no easy feat, since there are over 100 pictures and i'm in love with almost all of them.
successful picture-taking for once. thinking i should leave my camera lying around more often so i get as many pictures as this weekend. or maybe it was because barely anyone else had their camera with them?festival highlights: outdoor mass at eight in the morning, missing the milkjug, searching for it in storage, finding a replacement, playing in the obstacle course, playing with kim's dog, discovering balloons as advertisement, paolo mistaking danielle for me, hamburgers and funnel cakes galore, the guys taking over the booth and scaring away all my volunteers, gretchine getting a six-dollar shirt for only two dollars...the rest of the time was chill, sat and observed passersby in the shade, sheilded from 8o-something degree weather. it's funny watching all the high-school kids pass, knowing that i used to be them only a few years ago, aimlessly walking around and saying hi to everyone. it makes me feel old. it also makes me feel superior, but maybe i shouldn't admit that.

broke as hell and i need a job.

enough said.

cause i have nothing else to say:

love love LOVE those sideburns.

i sense a diy project coming along...

amaaaaazing. made by kristine from the 12th

inspiration has struck. i think i'm heading over to michael's today. i'll let you know how this turns out.

emmy nominated

the flight of the conchords being nominated for multiple emmys means more to me than you know. if you don't know who they are, get to know them. i'm naming my children after these guys, in a non-creepy sort of way.

adventures in berkeley

silly me, i forgot to take pictures again.

that actually really pisses me off, it was such a nice day in berkeley, and so many people out too. minus ten thousand cool points. 93482304803-10000. succesfully sold stuff at buffalo exchange and with my newly gained funds got a necklace and some colorful flats. walked down telegraph and found urban outfitters, got a plaid shirt for $5. also got stuff at the flea market on ashby, which i thought was a bit of a let down. but hey, all the stuff i got today only cost me around $22 out of my own pocket. oh, happy day.

gaahhhh, still wishing i took pictures.

revelations

photos by jeremy brooks

today, i washed my face with warm water for the first time since the start of summer.

cold water > warm water.

since monday i have found a rad red jacket at the thrift store, pulled a semi all-nighter on the webcam, slept in, baked peanut butter cookies...

...watched an early bird showing of the sixth harry potter installment, and ate at juan more taco. all things i have not yet done this summer. i would feel pretty accomplished, except i have no pictures and therefore no proof.

this makes me feel a lot better about myself:

tourism

sf with the san miguel clan and their australian cousins. accents and all. nick's crispy tacos, tutti melon (serves gelato?), lombard street, and pier 39. pure tourist antics, all the way. i need to make it a goal to explore all parts of san francisco as a tourist.

last minute plans

well, sort of. we're not really known for our spontaneity. was the hour and a half drive up to tracy worth it for some sonic fries and shakes? i believe it was. now i know how harold and kumar felt on their journey to white castle. except without neil patrick harris and the jaguar...and the weed.

signs of boredom: extreme bathrooms

inside and outside views of the bathroom at the glass lounge in nyc

it isn't until you have absolutely nothing to do that you start to appreciate all the random channels that comcast has to offer and all the random shows on said channels. today: extreme bathrooms on the travel channel. you'd actually be surprised at how creative (sometimes heartless) people can get when it comes to designing bathrooms. like at the glass lounge in nyc (above), the giant mirrors in each of the men's and women's rooms are actually two way mirrors which showcase to passersby out on the street what people do when they think they're alone. there was also a self-cleaning bathroom, one that flushed using rainwater and watered plants at the same time, a urinal that pops out of the street at night, and another urinal that looks like a waterfall.

and then i watched when beaches attack. good god, please help me.