Day Seventy-Five: If I Could Rearrange the Alphabet...

You know that pickup line? "If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put you and I together." It occurred to me today, and not for the first time, while looking at my keyboard that the QWERTY keyboard already puts U and I together. I wonder if that could be worked into a suitably bad pickup line?


No one's ever tried to use this line on me before. The best bad pickup line I've ever gotten was the following, said to me in a very smoky bar (best heard with the accompanying accent, but this will have to do): "Hey baby, you smell good." I was so shocked by this that I couldn't even attempt to be polite. I just turned to him and said, "I smell like cigarette smoke. I've been here for several hours." That pretty much stopped him in his tracks. He continued to sit next to me at the bar for a few minutes, occasionally looking my direction as if he were trying to come up with some way to salvage the situation, but as I continued to ignore him, he went quietly away and left me to continue talking to the bartender (who I was dating at the time).

Day Seventy-Four: Absolutes

A mature person is one who is does not think only in absolutes, who is able to be objective even when deeply stirred emotionally, who has learned that there is both good and bad in all people and all things, and who walks humbly and deals charitably.

~Eleanor Roosevelt

Day Seventy-Three: Shift

I spent a busy day baking in preparation for two parties over the weekend and was left with only enough time to take a photo on the way to Cory's house.

Coming Soon

Okay, so I haven't actually written much for the blog lately, opting instead for just keeping up with my daily photography posts. It's been a very full last few weeks, complete with upheavals in my personal life (a break-up and then a new boyfriend!) and end-of-semester stress. Things should be calming down a little bit in the near future, though, and I hope to be back with some new posts that go beyond Project 365 entries and some new additions to my etsy shop.

Check back soon!

Day Seventy-Two: Old School

This is my office phone at school. It's practically an antique at this point. I mean, it not only has these old-fashioned buttons, but it also has a handset that rests in a cradle, and a cord! In my normal, everyday life, it's easy to forget that we ever relied on phones that looked like this and that couldn't be carried around with us at all times. But the ubiquity of cellphones is still relatively new, after all. When I was a kid, we had this kind of phone at home in the kitchen and, in my mom's bedroom, we had a rotary phone (you know, where you literally dial the number).

Day Seventy-One: Button

I needed to replace the buttons on my gloves and found these in my mom's old button tub. Pretty cool, huh?

Day Seventy: At Rest

It got cold today! Well, cold for Texas. And it was sudden. It was really warm yesterday and fairly mild when I left my apartment to walk to school, but by the time I was ready to head home it was quite cold and very windy. I was not prepared, having left my coat and scarf at home, but I managed to make it home without freezing to death (though my nose and ears were mighty close to frozen).

Here are a few other photos I took today before it got too cold to fiddle around outside with the camera.

Day Sixty-Nine: Yellow

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called "Yellow."

So then I took my turn,
Oh what a thing to have done,
And it was all "Yellow."

Your skin
Oh yeah, your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
You know, you know I love you so,
You know I love you so.

I swam across,
I jumped across for you,
Oh what a thing to do.

Cos you were all "Yellow,"
I drew a line,
I drew a line for you,
Oh what a thing to do,
And it was all "Yellow."

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
And you know for you,
I'd bleed myself dry for you,
I'd bleed myself dry.

It's true, look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.

~Coldplay

Day Sixty-Eight: Streamers

Pink and yellow streamers on a wooden stake marking ... something or other in the lot next to my apartments. I mostly laid around in bed today, eating and reading, so this isn't exactly representative of my day.

Day Sixty-Seven: Berries

Cory and I went for a leisurely hike instead of going to see The Dark Knight as we'd originally planned. It was a lovely day and I'm really glad we got to go hiking instead of sitting in a dark movie theater (even though I did really want to see that movie again).

Day Sixty-Six: Rouge

These are some of my favorite colors. Actually, more accurately, I don't have true favorite colors, but these have characteristics of colors I love: vivid, saturated, practically blinding.

Day Sixty-Five: Belly Up

Gracie was being extra cute while I graded in the morning, so I had to take a bunch of pictures of her. I liked this one best.

Day Sixty-Four: Seven

This has been my favorite number since I was 7 years old. When I was 7 years old and my brother was 4 I decided that 4 and 7 were the best numbers (followed closely by 11) and I have yet to be convinced otherwise.

Day Sixty-Three: Lemon

I had dinner tonight at Banana Leaf (yummy Thai!) with Rebecca, a friend from out of town. Here's my lemon slice that I removed from my water. I don't know why restaurants insist on putting lemon in my water. I don't even bother to ask them not to any more because they always do it anyway.

Day Sixty-Two: Intense Cat Is Intense

This is the best shot Sophie would let me get of her today.