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Friday, May 25, 2007

practicality is not always a virtue.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
i'm frustrated at the world's suckiness at planning out life.
or rather, i'm flustered at myself. and you too. and you as well. maybe you too.
i'm running away to new zealand.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

mid-may, one year later

sooooooo
it's mid-may, 2007. and last year, during this time, i was running around like a headless chicken in dc. this year, i'm ... not running (or am i?). but still sorta headless. things are improving, right?

in the past months, i've:
- visited the gray and dreary, but always awesome, city of boston
- worked lots and lots and lots -- fishies and kids!
- spent a whole saturday doing earth day stuff (which started at 7am)
- survived earth day, thanks to lots of advil and coffee and water...
- went to yosemite! which was totally amazing. and kinda nutty.
- climbed a (trad) 2-pitch! and scared the living crap out of myself!
- fixed a bajillion things on my slopey-butt car
- those bajillion include: flushing the brake fluid, changing oil, checking hoses, cleaning and lubricating those retarded battery terminals, replacing air filter, rotating all 4 freaking tires, and getting my timing belt, water pump, and transmission fluid replaced. holy cow am i poor now.
- ran bay-to-breakers! it's a 12k race in san fran, but it's essentially a gigantic street costume party on the 3rd sunday of may each year. i ran (literally, ha) into quite a few buck-naked men, lots of floats with kegs, stormtroopers, spartans, a whole sesame street cast, and um.. lots of others. hilariously awesome. and there were flying tortillas too. and yes, i ran the whole thing with a camera in hand. actually, i walked the first 2 miles because it was too crowded to run, there were too many people/costumes to look at, and i was giggling too hard.

that was snuffleluffugus. (spelling?) costumes galore!

the actual sf police and construction workers just stare at the ridiculousness from above. haha.

- back to running. 3 races this year already. what's wrong with me???
- rollercoastered a lot.
- biked to work a lot. it's kinda neato. but i also went kaboom once. oops.
- done a ridiculous amount of laundry. no really, i have. i don't know why.
- went to the sf beer and oyster fest. oysters are pretty yummy.
- ventured hesitantly into a gay bar on castro, on behalf of dave. hahahaha. and ran into laura, one of my co-interns from chicago 3 years ago, while there. even funnier.

mm.. so summer is coming up. and i'm seriously looking at sailboats to live on. and saying bye-bye to my dear roomie who's moving in with her boyfriend. and wondering what's next next next.

i still love my 10-hour days on the boat, splashing around in salt water and mud, and letting the fish flap at the kids. or when i go to the tidepools to work... those programs are nice :) but having pondered recently, i think i know what i want out of a job now.. it's just a matter of finding it. how long do you think it'll take? how much do you think i'll make? haha.

mmm.... may. may is always a crazy month. more photos to come... once my computer stops freaking out.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

the war, no?

one gallon of regular unleaded gasoline is currently $3.52.

i'm allowed to complain. i think it'd be cheaper to feed my car beer.