So I lied...

Today. Today I am the official (aka it's here, I own it, I can pick it up when I want) owner of an orange scooter.

It's different than the original one I showed you, but now it looks more manly so Nick doesn't have to feel so loserish riding "bitch".

YAY!! *doing a happy scooter dance*

Ready To Be The Cat Lady

So Della called me last night at 11:30. (For those of you don't remember, Della is my best friend) Anywho, she called me to tell me she and her boyfriend of three years have gotten engaged.

Now this means I have one married friend and FOUR engaged friends in the span of 6 months. And no, not piddly little friends I don't care about. The women I consider my best friends and my closest friends. In fact, of all my friends with boyfriends only Jessica (not Brick) is left. But lets face it, she and her boyfriend moved in together after 2 months, so they move fast. They have have been dating a year now, so it's only a matter of time! If she gets engaged I will have the complete set.

That's right girls. Fully expect me to bring my 20 cats to your wedding. My invitation better say "Liz + 20 small guests"

Reasons Why Skype Is Evil

1. Because I am by my computer to talk on the phone now, I get very distracted playing solitaire.
2. I used to have to wait until 9 to talk to Nick, but now I can talk anytime of day. Therefore I want to talk ALL times of the day. It's made me very needy.
3. You cannot touch boyfriend even though you can see him.
4. You cannot sex boyfriend even though you can see him.
5. I haven't figured out how to talk to anyone else on Skype. Mariana, where are the wonders of chugging contests you were telling me about?
6. For some reason whenever I talk on it, I have a nightmare that night. Is staring at a webcam bleeding my brain?
7. It made me fall in love with it so quickly, now I am addicted.

Orange Crush

I just put a deposit down for a brand new orange scooter. i will arrive in 1.5 weeks at which point I will explode from happiness. Here it is!
Loveeeessss

Any suggestions for a name?

It's a virtual graveyard

So most kids, when they have a birthday party, get a Mylar balloon of some kind. people also get these shiny concoctions at weddings (although a weeee bit tacky at a wedding), anniversaries, graduations and even the occasional bachelor party.

The balloon usually festively decorates the room during the event and then is kept around for the memory of a happy occasion. Over the next few days it will slowly deflate and eventually people will decide it is a poor reflection on the good time that was had and perhaps it should be popped and thrown out.

However, sometimes the balloons don't make into the trash. Sometimes the knot isn't tied tight enough, or the little kid didn't quite hold on and the balloon escapes into the ether. If you're like me you probably watch it until it is a speck in the sky and then maybe wonder about where it will land. I can tell you.

They ALL land at Soquel State Forest. Seriously. I don't know if it is the wind currents or something but they are EVERYWHERE. We see them on the hillsides, they are buried in the dirt, they are hanging from the trees, they're in the middle of the trail. EVERYWHERE.

Just today I saw seven (7!) shiny balloons in a four hour span!
It's a friggin' graveyard people.

The main public entrance to the Soquel State Forest and the office that I work at for the Forest are about 25 minutes apart (~5 miles). So when we go out to the woods we take this "state vehicles" entrance that is MUCH closer (1/2 mile). To get to this entrance we have to drive through a quarry, and we usually stop to say hi to the quarry guys since we have a pretty good report going.

Anyway. So we stopped there today and the Quarrymaster leans out of his little hut and says, "So I hear you guys are going to be putting some logs on the ground next summer?" (i.e. we're doing some logging). My boss goes, "Yup, that's the plan!" To which Quarrymaster says "Good! We can't be the only guys raping and pillaging the Earth around here...it makes us look bad!"

I kind of thought that was awesome.

A revelation

I hate girls with flat stomachs. They go around wearing whatever cropped jacket or tight t-shirt they want and it looks totally rocking.

I hate girls with tiny thighs. Lithe little legs that come up to a perky butt. Good god it's all unfair.

Then I realized that to have those things, 99% of girls need to basically starve themselves. Aaaand I get to eat cake and french fries.

Therefore my life is, and always will be, better.


ps. this excludes Candace because I don't hate her at all. Maybe just a little bit of slight jealousy :-)

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