What's in your wallet? - Old receipts and tickets (just cleaned those out), debit card, library card, buncha membership cards (bookstores, blood donor, others), CA ID, notice how there's no money in it ( Read more... )

I don't know where else to post this. It's a super fun survey I just took ( Read more... )

Packing for college reminds me of that dreadful, hypothetical 'desert island' question. Obviously I can't bring along my entire book collection. So which ones to bring? Thanks to iTunes I don't have to worry about my CD collection. Those cramped dorm closets have only room for so many outfits. Minimalism is the key here, along with practicality. It ( Read more... )

Where to begin. Sunset Junction was good. Not great. I went with my mom. I went on one ride, the huge spinner thing that looks like roulette and turns so you're spinning at an eighty degree angle with the ground. I was the only one on the ride save for a very young boy who, in Spanish, expressed his immense excitement about the ride to his parents ( Read more... )

Today was the greatest day I've had in a while, and it wasn't even that great. But I still appreciate it. After the social ("social") part that ended with lunch at Follow Your Heart I walked to the Goodwill on Owensmouth to look for a telephone. They only had a very dumpy model that was clunky and no me gustó, and so I decided to mosey on out of ( Read more... )

Flash back to last Sunday. I had a shopping bag stuffed with clothes to sell at Buffalo Exchange. But they can only buy from people who are 18 with a valid ID. So today I returned with my mother, armed with the hyperstuffed bag of fall fashions that I don't like anymore. Fingers figuratively crossed, I watched as the employee unfolded and refolded ( Read more... )

Fuck. I've been shopping nonstop for the past three days. All day, nonstop. Mostly for college crap. Bedding and towels and 'storage accessories' and other shit on the "college life" shopping list. I never want to see a goddamn shopping cart again. I got home from grocery shopping with my mom today around 4 and collapsed on the couch. I woke up two ( Read more... )

The other day I was walking down the street and a peddlar around my age asked if I wanted an educational laptop for the kids. For my kids. Do I look like a mom? Apparently. Not much later a man said I looked like I was twelve. I thought I looked at least 14, but definitely not like a mom. Well anyway ( Read more... )

That stupid accent tic of mine kicked in again today. My aunt, my grandma, and I were having lunch at BJ's and the waiter was taking drink orders. "Wooder," I said. The waiter was puzzled. Wooder?! We're on the west coast. Most of us order water. And then I couldn't say the word "yeah" as in Yasmin (the pill!) without the smin. I said it like yes ( Read more... )

We drove up to Santa Cruz today, and about a hundred miles from our destination on the 101 in some town called Gonzales, the type of place that seems to serve only as a pit stop featuring gas stations and franchised restaurants, the back right tire of the Jeep exPLOded. It was crazy. From the noise I thought we'd run over a renegade mailbox. My dad ( Read more... )