goodbye texas gas

hello days on bikes!

^me and James [sorry the picture is so small]
no joke, all of the gas stations are clean outta gas. most of you know by now, this is mostly for my mom who is in Europe. [also mom: i got a 91 on the second math test!!!] anyways, it seems unfair that i get my car/license soon and i wont even be able to drive!

side notes: vote O'08 and vote no on 2 [www.votenoon2.com] if your smart.

this is the first day of my life

Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go
And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you

the biggest flaw of a blogger

i don't know how to word my mind.

breakfast or dessert?

films

call me Marla

the lawn man is certainly a good man. he does what we, three wimpy girls, have no desire doing. but he is not a very liked man at 9 in the morning when the lawn mower is so close to the outside of the window and your head you can feel the shaking in your eye balls which i might add are closed because its summer for goodness sake! which means that bratty lil high school kids, like my self, can and will sleep until 12 or 1 in the afternoon. so after this surprising grass cutting alarm clock i made the choice to accompany my mom to work because it held a possible shopping date. so on our way to work my mothers tells me that we need to go to Starbucks because she is meeting with someone about documenting their wedding which my mother is not taking on independently. (she gonna love me for this, her website is www.ingafinchphotography.com) Ok so on with my morning. we arrive at Starbucks, which will probably get outlawed soon because coffee shops are similar to heavy drugs. i started reading Eat Pray Love last night so i took a seat and continued reading as my mother was 'getting the job done' haha. so i am considering becoming a frequent cigarette smoker and attend cancer anonymous meetings like Marla Singer from Fight Club because the truth is, i love eavesdropping on people and listening to conversations that were not meant for me. Starbucks is the best place to eavesdrop on people because coffee makes people a waterfall of words. people cant shut the hell up when you place them in a coffee shop with a dear friend. its pathetic really, but this just also goes along with my point that coffee shops are like drugs, you say things you wish you hadn't. well while i was reading i couldn't help but listen to a few people. one girl was telling a man about how her dad was disappointed because she was 30 and wearing jeans, a tee shirt, flip flops and quit her job. then she started blabbering about her band and how "guitars and drums are so expensive these days." another girl was talking to 2 other girls about how her brother and when he was 16 lied about his age. (she talked really quite and i didn't get much information from her) but later when shes sitting around her house i bet she'll regret telling her brothers life story to these 2 girls who she didn't know that well. maybe her brother died due to drug abuse so now she feels extra regretful. she'll think "oh, my brothers life is not for me to tell." and she'll probably buy some more Starbucks to sooth her because her brother isn't alive to forgive her big mouth. anyways, back to Starbucks, i sat at this small little coffee bar where the lighting laid nicely across my book and i sipped zen tea imagining if i was gonna end up like these crazy ladies. another plus to my seat was that i was facing the path of where cars pull out of the drive-threw. so while i was reading or eavesdropping, i also was staring at clueless people try to get there cup organized and drive at the same time! maybe I'm easily amused or maybe everyone likes to play the "figure this guy out" game. i always think the worst. if i women pulls threw the drive-threw with 2 empty car seats in the back i wont think "oh this women just drooped her kids off at day camp and now she off to work" but instead I'll think "this lady wants kids so bad but cant get pregnant, she wants some kids so bad that she convinced her self that those 2 empty car seats have kids in them and she talks to them and everything."

so that was my morning.

wtf!

dont you love it when your computer does this?


i enjoy it the most when i am writing a paper(: