Holy Solar Energy Batman...
I am getting so much sun. Yesterday I did some yardwork with only a black tanktop. I just really wanted to take advantage of the solar radiation. Then I walked into downtown with my roomie to go to the bank. Got more sun.
We then played tennis at the park. More sun.
Then Jeremy came over and Ashley came home, and we spent time on my porch and drank and ate Subway. But what was really odd, was that a guy walked passed and said that he used to live in our house years ago. He wondered if there were plans to demolish it. He actually thought it was already. He was a nicely dressed and upstanding looking caucasion man. I had always wondered who might have lived there before my friends did. Its so GD old. And has so many quirks.
Jeremy and I rode our bikes to the Walker's opening day celebration. I was a tad dissapointed though. Yes, it was a bit crowded, but not too crowded. So, I assumed I would see a lot of more new art. Almost all of what I saw was old. But the new building was spectacuar. The metal-mesh siding and oblique and non-symetrical windows were awesome. I wasn't about to wait in line for any of the shows. The fucking lines went on FOREVER. Horrible design for crowds. Wonderful for estetics.
Jeremy and I met up with Ash and Tam at the laundrymat, exchanged a few words then left. We headed towards Bobby and Steves to get liquor and fat. When we got home, we sat on our porch again. Good way to end the night...ohfuckingwaititsnotover!!!
Around three in the morning, I was watching Buffy on my sisters laptop and listening to the rain and thunder. "Aaaaah" I heard a scream. I thought it was Buffy. Nope. It was Ashley. She ran out of her room freaked out. Tamie came running out and I followed after. There was a squirrel in her room.
Sanchez wasn't barking surprisingly, just crying. Backtrack, Ash is terrified of squirrels and has since she was a child. She has stories and stories that would horrify people. Apparently the squirrel got in the window that Tamie accidently broke earlier in the evening. So it was raining and this squirrel wanted a warm place to stay. Sorry, this isn't a Holiday Inn.
Long story short, Tamie was the one with the balls to use gloves and grabbed the baby squirrel and put it in a pillow cover. We slowly walked to the park with an umbrella(since it was still raining hard) and dropped off the little guy in the park's playground-house. We didn't know if it was hurt or not, so we tried to find a dry place for him. Made for a fun evening. We're glad Ashley is okay. We offically ended it by reading chapters of David Sadaris books aloud.
P.S. I spent more of today in the sun. I gots some kinda tan going. Mild.
H.M.S(Holy Motherfuckin' Shit)I am getting so much sun. Yesterday I did some yardwork with only a black tanktop. I just really wanted to take advantage of the solar radiation. Then I walked into downtown with my roomie to go to the bank. Got more sun.
We then played tennis at the park. More sun.
Then Jeremy came over and Ashley came home, and we spent time on my porch and drank and ate Subway. But what was really odd, was that a guy walked passed and said that he used to live in our house years ago. He wondered if there were plans to demolish it. He actually thought it was already. He was a nicely dressed and upstanding looking caucasion man. I had always wondered who might have lived there before my friends did. Its so GD old. And has so many quirks.
Jeremy and I rode our bikes to the Walker's opening day celebration. I was a tad dissapointed though. Yes, it was a bit crowded, but not too crowded. So, I assumed I would see a lot of more new art. Almost all of what I saw was old. But the new building was spectacuar. The metal-mesh siding and oblique and non-symetrical windows were awesome. I wasn't about to wait in line for any of the shows. The fucking lines went on FOREVER. Horrible design for crowds. Wonderful for estetics.
Jeremy and I met up with Ash and Tam at the laundrymat, exchanged a few words then left. We headed towards Bobby and Steves to get liquor and fat. When we got home, we sat on our porch again. Good way to end the night...ohfuckingwaititsnotover!!!
Around three in the morning, I was watching Buffy on my sisters laptop and listening to the rain and thunder. "Aaaaah" I heard a scream. I thought it was Buffy. Nope. It was Ashley. She ran out of her room freaked out. Tamie came running out and I followed after. There was a squirrel in her room.
Sanchez wasn't barking surprisingly, just crying. Backtrack, Ash is terrified of squirrels and has since she was a child. She has stories and stories that would horrify people. Apparently the squirrel got in the window that Tamie accidently broke earlier in the evening. So it was raining and this squirrel wanted a warm place to stay. Sorry, this isn't a Holiday Inn.
Long story short, Tamie was the one with the balls to use gloves and grabbed the baby squirrel and put it in a pillow cover. We slowly walked to the park with an umbrella(since it was still raining hard) and dropped off the little guy in the park's playground-house. We didn't know if it was hurt or not, so we tried to find a dry place for him. Made for a fun evening. We're glad Ashley is okay. We offically ended it by reading chapters of David Sadaris books aloud.
P.S. I spent more of today in the sun. I gots some kinda tan going. Mild.
H.M.S(Holy Motherfuckin' Shit)I am getting so much sun. Yesterday I did some yardwork with only a black tanktop. I just really wanted to take advantage of the solar radiation. Then I walked into downtown with my roomie to go to the bank. Got more sun.