Every Day I Go the Same Places, See the Same Faces

Thursssday, was the day S. & Cliff left. Ladies and gentlemen, I present you Mr. and Mrs. Farnsworth! I'm sorry, nicknames are hard to quit, even for married folk. This is Sarah's apartment, it looked sad without all of her cute things in it.

When I got there, they were stressing out about their bags weighing too much. I guess there are weight limits when you fly international. They were taking things out of their bags and weighing them to see if it made any difference.

50 pounds, just right! Phew.

"To call for hands of above/to lean on/wouldn't be good enough/for me, no" (By the way try listening to Jose Gonzalez "Heartbeats" back to back with The Knife cover of "Heartbeats," only if you like things that are totally sweet you won't be sorry.)

Oh no! Here comes the sadness and the missing-ness.

Met up with Leo in the square. See the fellow singing in the background? Oh my goodness, he was playing every song under the sun about not worrying and being happy and he was just a good timer.

Leo got new kicks. I wish I got new kicks!

Met up with Abby for a bit. I love this picture, there are lots of shapes in it! Circle sunglasses, circle earrings, circle shadows, diamond chain link fence, octagon stop sign leaning to the right.

Saw Sue, finally, see you at ladies night, lady!

I used to work behind this building. I've always loved this building, but not in a "OH those great minds of Harvard in the off-hours" way. More because it manages to be owl-like and dignified at the same time. The dignified owl building.

We met BACK up with Leo and walked all the way to Porter to see Abby's friend play a show. But, oops, he wasn't playing there!

So Abs and Leo went to go find the right venue. I left those two kids to go to see the grrrls. Weekly ho'down.

Kristen came out on the porch and announced, "I have a jump rope!" So we all got some exercise. What did you think went on at ladies' night?!


Just jumpin' rope, doot doot doo.

Everybody's just jumpin' rope, doot doot doo.

Awe, sweetie sunshine faces.

Hilwa and I left together. We think we might secretly be very much alike, although others tend to disagree. We're getting to the bottom of it.

This was our train. Nice party bus motif!

Through some magical powers of the God of Gallavanting, I met back up with guess who. Shenanigans.

Friday, just your average day. After work I hung out with Dave. Can you see the hatred burning in his eyes every time I take his picture?

David. Sometimes we carpool to work together, I live on the way for him. Sometimes, I'll just be waiting for the bus, and David will pull up in his trusty steed. My hero!

Robby K has a blog too, he told me. Everybody has a blog! Yay!

Afterhour bar tricks. This trick is all about "leverage." I don't really feel like explaining it too much, but it was cool.

See? Leverage. Ahhhh.

Soooo, on Saturday I drove to the North Shore to hang with Minh and Alex and company. I was so wishy washy about going, but it was so fun! Also, there were floods in town when I got off the highway and I was really kind of terrified.

It was sunny when I left town, but by the time I got there, downpours! Will it ever stop raining?!

Alex's sweet sound system. What should we listen to all day?

Oh, I don't know...maybe some '80s music. Just a modest collection, really.

Gratuitous hot tob photos! Spring break 2007. Ha ha ha.

I can't believe we rocked the hot tub. How gauche.

Three men and a baby. Is that a lame caption?

I took pictures with my oktomat. Something tells me that it is not cool to lomo anymore. And by "something," I mean "Leo."

Has anyone ever not looked awkward in a pool ever in the history of the world? Or is it just me.

It was Minnie's day to relax. She looks relaxed, don't she?

My favorite girl, my favorite scarf & earrings, my favorite day.

Patchwork Memories

Monday night we went to a bar for Luke to do his Bar Code. Don't know if it's in the papers yet so I don't want to "scoop" him on where we went. That's a little J-school lingo for you. I learned so much at that place. Jake came!

On the street, the requisite hold-my-camera-at-arms-length picture.

Martini glass. I like how the sky and tree look in contrast.

M's in a window.

Some other fancy store lit up at night.

I happened to run in to Dave on the way to work on Tuesday. See that paper bag? Dave always has a sandwich handy between the hours of 3 and 4 on any given day. "Want half a sandwich?" he asked me.

We went to Hi Rise to get Arnold Palmers. This is the courtyard there. I don't sit with the bourgeoisie, we rolled back to the working class bench. I love summertime.

Dave: "Stop taking my picture."

Then at work I saw Abby Ab Ab Abs!!! She got out early, and when I was done I picked her up at Chez to hit Noir for a little brewhaha. "This doesn't count as hanging out!" I warned her. (Don't worry Abs, secretly it does count.)

Earlier that night Abby made a joke about someone buying a one way ticket to Break Up City. Ha! My new favorite line.

Look who's buying a one way ticket to Brainiac City.

Someone needs to buy a one way ticket to Madras City.

You try it! These guys are buying a one way ticket to _____________ City.

Who wants a one way ticket to Cutie Pie City? Ok, I think I got it out of my system.

I went to hang out with Jillers in Ye Olde Towne of Pembrook today, Wednesday. But first Luke and I went for our daily walk to the store, when I get coffee and he gets his usual stuff. I took this picture because I never noticed Ranc's has a parrot hanging from its ceiling. "The parrot matches your shirt!" I said, and the friendly barrista who always makes me espresso (even when I order coffee!) started cracking up. Ha.

It was a special occassion! Jill and I get our pictures taken in this photo booth at the Hanover Mall every summer. It's our "thing." For some reason they move the photo booth all around the mall (is the Hanover Mall messing with us?), so we have to look around for it. This year, it is smack dab outside of Old Navy, so no biggie finding it.

Getting ready for our close up. You know what? I can't lie. This year we did it twice because I really hated how the first ones came out! Jill wasn't happy about it, she said we'll displease the photo booth gods. But, I leaned in too close and you could only see my blurry features and the flash was really bright and I AM VAIN. Ok? Now get off my back about it!

Waiting for the photos. The girls in the advertisement on the booth are SO wacky!

The suspense is killing us! Will they be good? When the picture comes shooting out of the machine there's a little blow dryer that blows on it for a minute. But we always almost forget and grab the photo before it's dry!

Afterwards we went to Salvation Army to kill some time. Jill found a Chanel patent leather purse here one time (you can see the gold chain of her purse in this picture...oh how I covet that purse), so don't judge. You never know what treasures you'll find!

Treasures I tell you. Like this sponge-painted book shelf with sea creatures glued on the side.

And bric-a-brac, clearly labeled.


Other stuff that somehow didn't qualify for the bric-a-brac shelf.

Whoever decided to organize all second-hand stores by color is a genius. I would like to shake their hand.

So then Jill put on her coat and was like "Let's blow this pop stand."

We went to this other store that sells expensive furniture but they have an attic room where sometimes there's cheap stuff. Not today.

Through the looking glass.

Since we started doing this, we've missed one summer. It was that summer when I was being a giant turd. Remember when? I'm sorry about that.