so i had today off. this is the first day in like a month that i've had completely to myself to do whatever i wanted.
last week, my day off was spent driving to long island for a wedding. the week before that we went to matt's grandma's funeral. there was something the week before that, but i forget what.

i had plans for today. i did. i was going to do all sorts of productive things. i got up at 8 or so when matt did. then i laid in bed on my computer til about 1 when i got a shower. then i ate leftover chinese and finished watching into the wild, then i got back on the computer. it has been my mistress today. i updated my ipod with all sorts of cool new music and filled it completely up.
somedays, i guess you just have to sit around and do nothing.
tonight, i do need to get groceries (i got paid yesterday) and go the the amish market(!!)
and do dishes.

we saw wilco last week. awesome as always.
sun kil moon is playing at the ottobar in june. i shall get tickets when they go on sale.

see? i'm still alive. and doing good too!

so i haven't updated in FOREVER. but that's not because nothing has been happening.

on dec. 2nd i was in a car accident. a guy came out of the other lane and hit the car in front of me, then hit me, then rolled onto it's side behind me. all three cars were totaled.
the fellow was uninsured.
no one was hurt, but we were all VERY sore for about 2 weeks.

my state farm is doing it's best to give me money and help. but the worst of the problem is the flashbacks. it happened almost a month ago, and i am still incredibly jumpy on the road. coming home on I-81 today i almost had about 5 accidents due to crazy x-mas travelers. i flinch almost every time a car thinks about getting too close to me.

but hey, i got a new car. after much deliberating and huffing, i got a prius hybrid. half electric, baby!!
it's super nice and i like it.


i got an early x-mas present from matt the other night. out of the blue, he bought me a chinchilla. he is so damn soft!!
he's so super cute and i am in love.

right now, i'm calling him chilly-willy or chill-chill, but he likes do explore so i might have to call him columbus or ponce de leon or something like that.
he freaking loves our bathroom. when i let him out of the cage he runs to the bathroom, first thing. he likes to hide under the tub and sniff things. today i had to scold him becuase he jumped into the trashcan and started eating tissues. silly thing. i must remember to empty the trashcan before he goes in.

last night after putting him back in his cage, matt and i laid down to read and we heard the cutest squeaks EVER!! at first we thought he might be hurt, but he just wanted to play some more. i seriously almost cried, it was the cutest sound ever.

i shall post pictures soon.

i don't hate you if i don't call. i promise. i've been super busy getting a new car and stuff like that. i still need to go get new glasses, the airbag broke mine when it went off. and i'm working til 7 almost every night because of the christmas season. by the time i get home and eat, it's time to go to bed!!

so i've formed a new addiction. it seems i get addicted to EVERYTHING. it's a good thing i don't have access to heroin.

antiques.
ok. this all started when my betta died. i know!! i've killed every fish i've had. i am not a good fish momma. he liked to hide in the filter, which freaked me out at first, but 1). i didn't have it on (when he was in it). 2). he could easily get in and out himself. so i don't know quite what happened but he died.

so i've decided that i'm done with fish. at least for quite a while. i'm getting ready to go back to school while working full time, so it will be nice to have one less thing to worry about.

but back to the story at hand.
there was a big empty space where the aquarium was, so i set up a little sam spot full of lovely sam things. it looks better than the dusty outline of a octagonal dead fish shrine.
so i put some of the things my grandmas had given me, and got a hankering for more. so in the past 3 days i've been to at least 4 antique stores. i tried to go to 5, but one was closed!
but it's going to get addictive, i can tell. i haven't bought much so far, just some napkins and a pyrex dish (yeah, i didn't tell matt about that one because if there's one thing we don't need more of, it's dishes. BUT, i fell in love AND it was $3. and i might get rid of the boring white ones we got for our wedding and replenish them with lovely vintage ones).

but i've got my eye on a few things. a nice wooden desk (I NEED A DESK). a candy dish exactly like my grandmas. oh! and the coolest salt and pepper shaker EVER! it a naked lady on her back, and her breasts come off and are the shaker part. tooo expensive though...and i fear my mother would disapprove.

lambchop has a new tour cd out and i wantie!!! (i did order a kurt wagner poster...at least i think i did, the website was in german.)

i'm going to photograph illegal fireworks for my boss tomorrow.
oh! and i'm going to be and aunt.

so i've decided to redo my bathroom. our bathroom. with naked ladies. check out vintage_sex
should be interesting.

so i'm officially full time and salaried at the bead shop. soon, i shall get insurance as well. and if i pass the praxis I and II, i shall start to get my masters in teaching across the street.

now, for the bad news. i am a horrible person. horrible.

a few weeks ago, out of nowhere, i noticed a snail in my aquarium. he was super cute and i loved him even though i had NO CLUE where he came from. well, one cute little snail became 50 cute snails. my aquarium was literally crawling with them. i was planning to take my fish out but i waited a little too long and the water quality got too bad and he died.
now, i wasn't planning on killing them at all, that's why i let them stay so long, i was going to get a bigger tank and keep them. but, when poor defenseless little marty died, it was too much.
i killed them. i counted atleast 30 of them.
i feel really really bad now. i killed them. they did nothing wrong except exist. i feel awful. i will never be able to look at another snail.

but i did get a new fish. this one is actually a betta. he is super cute and fiesty, but he does not make up for my genocide.

so i think the fact that i'm married has finally sunk in. our lives have settled into a nice little routine, what could be considered "normal."
i've been looking forward to our little date tonight for a while. we're going to go see knocked up. this morning he asked me if i still wanted to go, and i thought he was asking if i wanted to be knocked up. teehehe.

there are a few things coming up soon. like the wilco concert next weekend, the trip to williamsburg next month and the grand finale, finally getting to quit my job at the photo place. today, i'm working at the bead shop and i'm in a much better mood on the days i work there.

when i do start working full time at the bead place in august, i really want to get back into my photography. i have been sitting on my ass for over a year, and i hate it. i need to work!!

we both took off thursday, friday and saturday for the wilco concert. we're going to chill at my mom's place for the four day weekend. she's going to colorado (boo!). i wish i was going. colorado is fun. but wilco will suffice.

so another tuesday has come upon us. i was going to update earlier. i really was. i was going to comment on skip's prolific graduation retrospective post, and i was going to make a post about memorial day and war. but life gets you down and all you wanna do is sit on your ass and watch lost. which, by the way i watched the first 2 seasons of within a span of a week. and now i don't know what to do with myself. here's to hoping i don't get sucked into another tv show.

really, the only reason i'm even at my computer is i'm listening to matt's show. i'm tired and want to go to bed, but that man's voice keeps calling to me. damn, he's sexy.

i'm a horrible housewife. maybe that's because i've got two jobs, and i'm not really a housewife. but, this place is a mess. i couldn't do dishes for like a week because i cut my finger and didn't want to get it in ewwwy dishwater. then it healed, and i just sorta let them go. even tonight i didn't do them all. but i did scrub the sink, toilet and bathtub. because come on, that's all that really matters. and i sorta like seeing all the gross bathroom gunk just being scrubbed away. and when you're all done, it's so sparkly and perfect. at least until your husband shaves his beard.

so i'm sitting here listening the wshc, waiting for matt's show to start. now i remember why i never listened to this station at school. it sucks. except for gypsy jazz night.
but if you're not listening to matt's show, you suck. catch up.
tuesdays 10-midnight here.

so yes, i know i've been a bad friend. i don't post, i don't respond to emails, i have the phone snatched out of my hand by a weirdo yelling "croquet". but i'm still here. just super crazy busy and lazy at the same time.

i've started a new job. in fact, i'm back to 2 jobs. i took a job at a bead shop across the street. it starts full time in august. i've actually been trying to get a job there for a couple years. i sell beads and make jewelery. hey, it's not dream job #1, but i don't have to drive and it actually pay more than the photo place. PLUS in a year, the owner is opening a production company (also across the street) and is looking for photographers. AND they're gonna have a darkroom. so, here's to hoping i don't fuck this one up.
so i put in my 2 months (instead of 2 weeks) at the photo place and now they hate me. i thought i'd do them the courtesy of giving them longer to find a replacement. bad idea. they hate me because i don't want to stay in their shit hole for the rest of my life and work way too hard for what they pay me. i don't know if i can last til august.

whoa! it's weird to hear my husband's voice on the radio. whoa. it's been a while since he's come through my stereo. takes me back to freshman year. ahhh. the carefree life of a...jesus, i wasn't even a 20-something when i met him. i was a teen! i feel old.

anyway. i've formed and addiction. yes. and no, it's not a band that i will listen to nonstop for months. it's a tv show.
seeing as you can rent free dvds from the library, we traversed there last week and we picked up LOST. i watched the whole first season in span of like 4 days. then 20 minutes after i finished the last episode, i had the second season in the dvd player. don't tell me it's not an addiction. because i can already feel the panic that is no 3rd season being out yet. what will i do??
seriously, this show if fucking good. fucking good. go rent it! you can watch it all in one day. take the day off and sit on your ass on your couch. the best part...no commercials. truly, tv was meant to be viewed this way.

god, i do have a fat person trapped inside me. ask matt. it's his theory.


skip, blue was good. it took me like 3 days to watch it because i kept getting interrupted. but i liked it. it was no holy grail, but i enjoyed it and i will have to check out red and white.


hehe. radio wings.

yay! finally party pictures.
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so i've been really bad about taking photos and not sharing them. seeing as i got my digital camera a year ago, and i don't think i've posted any photos.

so here's something to start.
we went to an 80's themed party a while ago.




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