My new site

Okay, so I finally caved into Creative Memories direct ship thing. At first I didn't think that I needed the website, but now that I'm moving back and forth between California and New York I need it. Direct ship is basically what it sounds like. My customers can go directly onto my website and order what they want. I had to buy my own website so that I could have this option, but if it gets me more sales then I guess it will be worth it. With having a small client base at home it will be easier to keep in contact with them and say that they can go to my website and download. Plus I think that the shipping is cheaper. So here is the address for you all to check out. www.mycmsite.com/allisonchin The site isn't all that great, but it was easy to do. The company has all that stuff set up for computer dumbo's like me. Right now I'm still trying to figure it all out myself. I haven't even had it for half and hour yet, but I thought I'd put it up for you guys. Ciao!

The difference between me and my mom

Early tonight I took Christopher out to get colored duck tape to decorate his trumpet case. After he finished, he had a strip left over. We had just watched a martial arts show with my dad so he took the strip of paper and wrapped it around his head and said that he was a samurai. I told him that he was going to be sorry when the tape got stuck in his hair, but it came right out. Then he put it on like it was a head band. By this time I had already walked away. Then I heard it. He was yelling because he pushed it down and it got stuck in his hair. He came running into my room and I immediately started laughing. He kept trying to get it out and pulling his hair. Then he asked where it was stuck. This is where my mom and I differ. She would have helped him where as I grabbed my camera. He then ran away from me and wouldn't let me get a picture of it. Never fear, I got a video instead. Between the two of us laughing, he managed to cut it out with an exacto knife. Later on when I asked him if I could use his speakers to take a shower he looked at me and said "no, you wanted to take a picture." I laughed and walked out with the speakers anyways. If anyone would like to see this video let me know. I don't think I actually got a good look at the tape stuck in his hair, but the commentary is funny...well to me anyways. Here is a picture of the aftermath. It's out of focus because I was laughing too hard to take a good one.

Picture gallery

Here are a bunch of pictures that I took over the last few days. I'll try to put a brief description for them, but some don't need a whole lot.

Thanksgiving at Uncle Jimmy's
My Uncle Jimmy has gotten into painting in the last few years. He keeps getting better and better. This is just one of the many pictures that I took of his pictures.

Look how cool this french bread is! This was the one that I was talking about.
Every year the Chew clan gets smaller and smaller. With everyone being married they have to pick and choose which holidays to go to. At least Christmas will be a big dinner. Since there weren't a bunch of people, there was a ton of food left over. I think that the turkey was 24lbs. It was HUGE!
Auntie Sylvia's Brussels sprouts that I've been raving about for the last two weeks.
Me and Christopher.

I ate the most out of everyone. Look how big my stomach got. I gained 3lbs this night.
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Drinking at Time Out/Two Left Feet show

Shanna and me.
Poor Tim was the only non Concord High person here. He did well. He crashed at our place so that he didn't have to drive home. In the morning he was like "How did I get my pj pants on?" I just laughed because I didn't think that he was that drunk.

Dan Jordan, guitarist of Two Left Feet, rocking out. I actually knew 3/4 of the band since I went to school with them. The lead singer could have been my high school flame. Actually a couple guys that were into me/I was into, were there that night. Dan signed the album that I bought. He asked what to put and I told him to sign it like he would my yearbook. So Tim told him to put "Have a good summer." I thought it was quite funny. It was a good time.
Gary, me and Tim. You can't see it, but I was kicking Tim to get out of the picture. My friends are goofs. Shanna was popping into the picture that I took with Tim. Anyways, Gary got so drunk that I actually had to slap him to get him to awake up so I could take him inside.
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Thanksgiving at Uncle Daniel's
Erika is just sooo cute!
Natalee and Jenjen making funny faces.
The two "little" boys. Apparently Jonathan isn't supposed to be a kid anymore. What? He's only 30.
Three of the girls.
Speed Scrabble! A game that we picked up on the Caribbean cruise.

Turkey Recipe of the year

For your Thanksgiving enjoyment I've written a little segment about the preparation of a turkey. I wanted it to be funny, but it was rather hard so entertain me and give a little chuckle at the end.

Grip and Twist
By: Allison Chin

“Okay Mr. Turkey, in the oven you go,” she said.
“But I don’t want to,” he said with a defiant look. Wings on his hips, he looked at her impatiently wondering what she was playing at. When she didn’t back down the turkey looked uneasily at the large pan that she had placed in front of him. Strewn with carrots and celery, the pan did look appealing to the turkey, but the hot box called an oven did not. “Do I have to?”
“Yes,” she cooed. Giving him a nudge, she eased him into the pan. “Oh silly me,” she giggled “I forgot to take out your innards.”
“Pardon me, but did you say my innards?” the turkey asked in surprise. His eyes grew wide as she nodded her head. “And how do you plan on doing that?” he asked skeptically. A Cheshire cat grin spread across her face as she suited her hands up in rubber gloves. Pumping her hand in a firm grip and twist motion the turkey fell over with a soft flumping sound.
“Poor Mr. Turkey. It’s always the twisting that gets them.”

“Susan, you always make the best turkeys. What’s your secret?” asked Jill. Susan shrugged.
“Nothing really. I just scare them to death,” she said with a sly smile.

Quotationary: Thanksgiving

Okay, I didn't want to lug that huge book home so I just found this online. Compliments of: http://www.quotegarden.com/thanksgiving.html

Thanksgiving Day is a jewel, to set in the hearts of honest men; but be careful that you do not take the day, and leave out the gratitude. ~E.P. Powell

After having dinner at Annie's the other night I really felt like she was able to make me appreciate (to the best of my ability) the meaning of Thanksgiving. This woman opened up her home to us and we hadn't even met until that night. She explained what the meaning of Thanksgiving is for the foreigners who had never celebrated it before. Her thankfulness to have people surrounding her and having a good time was so pure. She never once asked for any compensation for the feast that she served us and was happier when more and more people showed up. I think that after all these years of family meals, I tend to forget what being thankful really feels like. When I come home I expect these traditions to carry on, but after Annie introduced this holiday to her guests it really hit me that we should be thankful for each other and what we have...you know, like Charlie Brown's Thanksgiving. Her kindness was one of the most genuine that I have seen in a long time. This sounds cheesy but, it was like everyone just slowed down from their busy lives and met 18 other people and had a nice dinner with them. The gratitude that I feel towards her is an emotion that I haven't felt for a stranger before. I am so glad that there are still people out there who take the time to plan events like this and can reiterate (in my mind) what the true meaning of Thanksgiving is.

Home sweet home

Okay so let me start with my flight home. The first part was fine and dandy because I slept the whole two hours, but then the second half seemed like the longest four hours ever. When I was in the Chicago I nearly had a heart attack because I my flight was at 9pm and my computer's clock said that it was 8:45. I checked my watch and it said the same thing so I was about to bolt to my gate, but then I realized that I hadn't accounted for the time change. Whew! I had to call Ed to tell him because I thought my heart and stopped for a second. By the time I went to sleep that night it was 7am New York time. I just talk way too much for my own good.

On to last night. I had my second ever get together and it was a HUGE success. I made the goal that Creative Memories urges new consultants to try to meet. So on top of making $114 in two and a half hours, I get a free $90 gift certificate from the company! Yippe! Most of my sales are from my mom, but it's okay. It's just a bummer that I don't make any money off of her. How wrong would it be to make money off of my own parents? What kind of daughter would I be? Anyways, so the party went well and our guests had a lot of fun. It took forever for them to finish because they all kept talking to each other while they were making their little storycards. Usually the party takes two hours at the most, but with all their chattering they weren't getting any work done. All in all, I think that it went very well.

Today I had an interview with Mrs. Martin's temp agency. Well, I don't really think that it was a real interview since they really didn't quiz me or anything. The lady that I'm going to be dealing with sounds just like me. She talks a lot at a fast pace and rivals my volume. In a span of 20 minutes, I learned that she:

• went to Cal for both her undergrad and grad
• sold shoes all through college
• has a husband as well as a thirteen year old daughter who is applying for a local private high school here and a ten year old son who all love to read
• doesn't enjoy reading as much as the rest of her family
• knows someone who goes to UC Davis who is obsessed with Harry Potter
• envies people who can write.

She nearly blew my eardrums out when I told her that I write for the MUD. Needless to say, she was impressed. So I don't really count this as an interview since it was so incredibly informal. She is hoping that she'll be able to get me working on Monday or Tuesday, which will be great. The only qualms I have about working is waking up. I guess that's the sacrifice that I'm going to have to make. I'm going to end up going to bed at 8pm every night just to get enough sleep.

Tonight Christopher and I both had dental appointments. I got my first cavity ever! You'll call me a nut, but I'm oddly proud of it. I know, I'm totally weird. Uncle Baldy almost missed it when he was checking out my molar because it was so small. It's been hurting lately when I eat sour stuff, so I hope now it's all fixed and grapes won't be painful anymore. I guess it was just the beginning of a cavity so he just used a sealant. It could be due to my nasty candy eating habit that formed in NY. So I still haven't experienced the full blown drilling, but I'm not sure that I want to. He also told me that I should get my wisdom teeth out while I'm home. I'm not looking forward to that at all.

Uncle Baldy also gave us this cool loaf of bread in the shape of a turkey tonight to give to our parents. I think we're going to take it to Uncle Jimmy and Auntie Sylvia's tomorrow. I'm going to try to get a picture of it before it's destroyed to post up here. It's pretty cool looking with a raisin for an eye and all. I cannot wait for brussel sprouts and mashed potatoes. I've been raving about my Auntie Sylvia's brussel sprouts for the last two weeks. My mom was like "What if she doesn't have them this year?" Oh man, if she doesn't have them I'm going to be so bummed and I'm sure that you'll hear about it. She makes them every year so I'm not too worried, but just in case I'm going to tell her how I've been looking forward to them so that she'll make sure to make them every year.

Anyways, Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Remember, DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE.

Up up and away!

All my bags are packed and I'm ready to go....

I'm on my way home now, well almost. I just hope that the plane isn't to cold. I miss my Edward just thinking about it.

The aminals!!

Awww aren't they so cute?

Thanksgiving with Annie

Tonight Andile invited us to his landlord's house for a Thanksgiving dinner. It was quite nice. The lady was so personable it was cute. She had so many stories to tell. Imagine Mrs. Levie on epinephrine. She was running around and trying to remember everyone's names. Her turkey was awesome too. It wasn't dry at all! Though there were more people than there was food, it made a nice dinner. Of course, there was plenty of alcohol to go around afterwards which loosened things up considerably. The house a decorated in a Victorian style and she bought it for $9,000. Can you believe that!?!?! She is a very well traveled woman it seems. When she was telling all of her stories, the people who lived there were all laughing. I'm guessing that she has told these stories many a time. It was cute anyways. Here are some pictures of the party.

Annie! She is such the story teller. She also seems to pride herself in all the people that she meets from different countries. She's had 115 people stay at her house in 20 years! I'd be proud too.

My first picture of Andile.

Cheers! After the dinner everyone used Tequila to loosen up.

This guy was showing the turkey to his girlfriend. I just thought it was funny. (I can't remember his name...woops)

Harry Potter trailer!

Here is the first trailer. It's totally bad quality, but gets the point across.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSxTV6r4eGM

How incredibly excited are you now? Huh? Huh? Let me see the hands.

Things to ponder

I'm starting a new segment called Quote of the Day so that everyone can share my Quotationary wealth.

"In a consumer society there are two kinds of slaves: the prisoners of addiction and the prisoners of envy."
-Ivan Illich Tools for Conviviality

I also have in mind a segment in which I will choose a word from the dictionary to post the definition. Then I will try to write a short paragraph using that word in some way. Since this might be difficult I'm still not sure if I want to do it. Would anyone be interested in reading it if I do?

Food

Here are pictures of my tomato, mozzarella, basil hot pockets and awesome homemade sugar cookies. Edward liked these hot pockets better, but I preferred the ham and cheese.

The boys and girls club & Pride and Prejudice

Well, today was my last day of volunteering at the Troy Boys and Girls club until January. It was kind of nice because the girls didn't want me to go. The guy who runs the program sat in the room with me today and we talked pretty much the whole time about the West Caribbean cruise. Apparently he went on it last Easter. So the girls just scrapbooked and listened as we babbled on and on about how great cruises are. When he got called away to go do something else when it was about time to clean up. So when I told the girls to start putting their stuff away they were like "Noo! Pat needs to come back to talk to you more so you won't leave!" I was touched to say the least. I just kept saying that I'd be back and it wasn't the last time that they would see me. Besides, they'll probably forget about me by next week. Haha. They're sweet girls and I have fun making little embellishments for them. The journaling that they do is awesome... one of the girls said:
"This is me and my mom. This is me and my mom when
I was a baby. I love my mom."
It's cute, but they're going to look back and be like, haha look how silly I used to be.

Last night we stayed up pretty late watching the new version of Pride and Prejudice. I have to say that I'm pretty disappointed. My favorite scene, the one where Mr. Darcy proposes and insults Lizzy at the same time, was in a totally different location than the book and previous film. I also thought that the guy who played Mr. Darcy was too much of a pretty boy. When I watched the director’s comments he had said that they were looking for someone who didn't look like a wusy pants/pretty boy, which made me laugh since I think that he is. Plus, he lets his mouth hang open which drives me nuts. Logan on Veronica Mars does that and I can't stand it. One of these days a fly is going to buzz right on in. Anyways, I don't think that they hit hard enough on the value of Love in the movie. The book displays not only romantic love, but a strong bond between family and love for one self. There was definitely romantic love, but neither of the latter. At one point, the director said that he didn't care for one of Mr. Darcy's lines because it "sounded to much like Jane Austen." I was like, "Dude! What are you trying to direct then? Shrek?" I mean, come on.

Edward thought that the love story was too predictable, but I don't think so. I can see where he's coming from, but there are so many stories and movies with love stories based off of this one that it's like, well this is the original. Well, I don't know for a fact that this was the first love story of its kind, but it is one of the earliest and most well known. I love the story simply because Lizzy and Mr. Darcy are just so human. They're actions and thoughts, well Elizabeth's thoughts, are just so realistic that you can't help but relate to what she's going through. The feelings that she had for Jane are just so strong it's amazing. Elizabeth’s character is very round. She hits all points of emotion hard. I mean, look at how she loathes Mr. Collins! Her range of emotion just hits home hard. She is definitely not a flat character. I personally think she’s one of the best character’s ever written. (And that’s saying a lot since I’m in love with Harry Potter.) But seriously, she just a strong character that has flaws that are easy to relate to. Anywho, this movie didn't show how close Lizzy and Jane’s bond was. The director said that Jane Austen had written in to many letters between them and that it would make the movie boring, but I think that the lack of letters gashed a gapping hole in the believability of era as well as their relationship. Their friendship was extremely close. I mean, these girls didn't have email or blogs like we do to keep in touch. Geez. I think that putting the content of the letters in would have helped viewers to realize the close bond between the two girls even more. You just saw letters in hands, but we didn't hear what the letters said.

Eh, I'd give it a C. It might be a harsh grade, but I love the book too much to give it any better. It didn't do Jane Austen justice. Hmm... I think I'll read it again while I'm home. Everyone can always do for a little more love in their lives.

"When Love is suppressed, Hate takes its place."
- Havelock Ellis
"The Meaning of Purity" (3), Little Essays on Love and Virtue, 1922

This quote is just too perfect to describe Elizabeth and Darcy. Compliments of my wonderful Quotionary that I got for $10 at Borders.

New Project room: Vespertilio Turris Corridor

Vespertilio Turris Corridor (Vampire corridor)

Windowless and dry, this corridor is flanked with rough wooden panels. The smell of pine lingers in the cool air. A small breeze flows in from the south exit where there is a small beam of light. No other light is afforded in this pitch-black portion of the hall, as a vampire has no need for light. Those who enter must run their hand against the walls to find their way through. The corridor is silent aside from the hollow sound of footsteps and breathing of the path-taker. Halfway through the passageway, an object that feels like a stone drinking fountain is affixed to the wall. When touched, the fountain automatically spouts liquid. From the northeast, a rancid smell wafts through the air where another ill-omened area lies.

Extended Descriptions

Wooden Panels Rough Flanked Smell Pine
The smell of pine engulfs the corridor in a faux winter smell. Working to calm those who enter, the scent allows the mind to relax without suspecting danger. Surrounded by darkness, the unsuspecting walker uses a hand to guide their way through the hall. The roughness of the wood easily sends splinters into the soft pads of fingertips while a pale figure approaches from behind. Distracted by the painful splinters, the walker does not hear the soft footsteps behind them. The wooden walls were put up for more than calming the mind; they are also highly effective for muting screams.
Pitch-black Portion

There is no light in the corridor, as a vampire has no need for light. The darkness provides a veil for the quiet predator and the poor adventurer does not realize that they have just walked into a trap.


Drinking Fountain Liquid

This strange drinking fountain turns on to the lightest touch and is available for the inhabiting vampire. Odd as it may seem to an intruder, the fountain provides a steady stream of blood for a dry vamp.


Well, here is yet another Azkaban area. Ah, I love Azkaban. The ideas just come out like water from a faucet. I had made the wood walls pine and then the idea of a sound muffler just popped into my head. It was awesome. I played with the idea of having the wood panels stop and continue on to a lifted ceiling where the vampires sit on top to watch their prey, but that didn't work because I wanted to idicate the high ceiling with echoes. Since the wood would work to stop the screams it didn't seem possible for measly footsteps to cause such an echo. So I figured that since the vampire could see in the dark anyways, he or she could just move around to avoid being touched by the walker. I also intended for the fountain to have a bigger role, but it turned out not to. I wanted the walker to put their fingers in it and discover that it was blood, but I liked the idea of food for dry spells instead. I wonder if there is some way that I can incorporate dread into the description. It's hard since it has to be from a distant third person narrator. If I end up making any signifcant change I'll repost this. I bet you never knew how much thought goes into these little paragraphs, did you? The last few Azkaban's that I wrote had some research in them as well as the rain barrel area. I still think that one is way too boring.

Making Ice cream

Last night Edward was making ice cream base dressed like there was a blizzard. It was pretty cold last night.

Yummy Ritz and cheese

Here is another little thing I made the other night. I used Ritz crackers, NY sharp cheddar, spaghetti sauce and basil. All you have to do is spread a little dab of sauce then place a little leaf of basil on top. Take your cheddar and place on top of that. Put it in the oven at 350 degrees for five minutes and wa la! It's like a mini pizza that takes less than ten minutes to make. Mmmm....

For Hot Pocket lovers

Tonight I made a sort of knock-off Hot Pocket. I my opinion it tasted better just because it was so much cheaper and had way more stuffing. Here's what you do:

Ingredients:

Deli sliced honey baked ham
Shredded cheese
Grand's flakey biscuits
Flour

Directions:

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.

I used all store brand stuff to cut back on the cost. So I took my nice Price Chopper biscuits and rolled them out with a rolling pin. Spread some flour on your board and rolling pin. To ensure that your biscuit doesn't stick to the pin, lightly flour the dough. Roll out the dough to an oval that's about seven or eight inches long. The dough should be pretty thin, but not see through. Place about five or six slices of ham and then spread shredded cheese on top of the ham. Take the end of dough that is furthest away from you and fold it over so that all the contents are covered by the dough like a sandwich. Roll the edges of dough to close your little pocket. I used my thumbs to press down the edges so that no cheese would spill out. To finish I used a fork to primp (is that the right word? crimp maybe) the edges to make it pretty. I sprayed my baking sheet with Pam just to be safe. Place in the oven for about 15 minutes or until golden brown.

It was soooo good. I made four and I think it probably cost us like $3 or $4. I plan to make tomato, mozzarella and basil pockets in a day or two. I'll keep you posted as to how those go. Ed gave this recipe a thumbs up. Here are some pictures of how they turned out.


This is one of the corners of my pocket. I was so engrossed in eating it that I forgot to take a picture of what was inside. I'm sure you can make these as fancy as you want. Just remember to roll it into an oval for best results. One of them I didn't do like that and it came out looking weird. That's okay, it tasted just as good.

Happy Birthday Mommy!

Well today Edward and I went to watch the RPI vs. Union football game. We won! I guess the rivalry is the oldest in NY. Last night after a few beers and some research, we decided that RPI is older than California is a state. So I'm guessing that the rivalry is the same. Anyways, we got the Dutchman clogs. Yay! On the downside, Cal lost. I don't want to talk about it.

Tonight we went to go see a movie at the UPAC called Word Play. It was a documentary type movie on the New York Times crossword and the national competition. The guy who won the competition was named the youngest winner at 20 years old and he was an RPI student!!! He graduated last year. I thought that was pretty cool. Now I'm going to try and start doing crosswords. They're so hard!

I think that's about it for today. Not much going on around here right now. The weather has actually been pretty warm. I can't believe the I'm saying 55-60 is warm. Hehe, anyways, that's all folks!!

A couple areas on Hogwarts Grounds

Here are a couple of new areas I've written for the project. I think Hogwarts is boring so it's back to Azkaban for me.

Tiny Brook

Trickling in from the north, a tiny brook slithers down to a westward pond. Barely visible, this thin stream of water is unfortunate enough to vanish during the summer months, though during the winter it flourishes with life. A glistening elf-sized lake joins with the tiny brook. Hidden mostly by foliage, the brook’s dribbling sound gives away its existence. Small creatures find the brook delightful to draw a sweet drink from while sparrows find pleasure in taking a bath in the slow flow of water.

Extended Descriptions

Pond Elf-sized Lake

Oval in shape, this pond looks more like a watering hole than a lake. Small water bugs float placidly until disturbed. There is no bank or sand. A mere strip of moistened dirt rings the rippling surface.

Brook Tiny Stream Dribbling

The brook’s clear water lets off a faint trickling sound as it makes its way down to the pond. The dirt bottom is visible through the clean water.

Echoes

12 11 1 A field mouse ventures out to take a sip of water.

5 8 1 A small bird splashes itself in the shallow cold water.
Rain Barrel

Large clay barrels sit conveniently under each greenhouse gutter. Catching the gutter water, the tub serves as a preservation receptacle. Providing the grounds with natural soft water, the water butts store the liquid until needed. Not only do the barrels store water for the gardening by retaining the heavy rainfall, the barrels prevent soil erosion as well as flooding.

Extended Descriptions
Barrels Clay

About four feet tall, these barrels have a maximum capacity of fifty gallons. Originally a light shade of clay brown, the aged water butts have transformed into green moss covered cylindrical sculptures. Blending in with the vegetation surrounding them, the barrels become part of the landscape to an unaware passerby.

Gutter Greenhouse

Running along the lowermost portion of the greenhouse roof, the gutters lead the rainfall to the rain barrels.

Echo

12 11 2 A small water bug floats across the placid surface of the water creating serene ringlets of movement.

See, aren't these boring? I had a particularly difficult time with those rain barrels. I thought I could make them interesting, but without having them smashed and disfunctional with some horrific story behind them I couldn't. Maybe I just need to spend more time on them, but I slept on my description for a couple of days. The brook, well that I popped out in 15 minutes so I don't know what to say about that. Thankfully, I've claimed a Vampire's cell for my next room.

My pinecone basket

While Ed was gone I was able to get the nice cinnamon smelling pinecones that he thought was a waste of money. Look how cute my little basket is. It smells nice too! For $4.30 it did turn our well. For a couple of poor kids, this works well to bring in some holiday spirit.


Our little basket currently resides on our neglected kitchen table. Now that it's so cold we haven't been spending much time at our kitchen table.

Forgotten AFI pictures

Here are a couple of pictures that I forgot to post with the other concert pictures.


Edward just thought that this one looked cool. The light show was pretty awesome.


While waiting for the bus to come, we went into the Greyhound station. They have a bunch of vending machines and this is all of the stuff that Ed found left in the machines. We were like, who buys stuff and then leaves it in the machine?

If anyone is interested, I also took a few videos at the concert. The poor little camera microphone probably wanted to die with all of the noise.

Object training

I just finished with an object training lessons with the Project. So not only will you be seeing my rooms, but you'll be seeing random ojects that I create and manipulate. Woo hoo! I hate those trainings, but it expands my writing in the end. I don't have to do that much computer-ish stuff, but all of the special codes are hard to remember. I have to write all the directions down word for word. Eh. I'm just glad that this will look good on my resume as well as actually improve my descriptive writing skills. Hopefully I'll be inspired to write more rooms. I just did the rain barrel, but I haven't finished the extended descriptions. I haven't felt creative the last couple of days so I'm not too happy with what I wrote for the barrel. Maybe it's the lack of Edward time that has me down. You can probably tell by the lack of creativity in my fictional day that I wrote for Austin. Hopefully something will happen that'll make me start writing like a maniac. Last time waiting for the bus did me good.

News flash

A new New Found Glory album came out!!! I didn't even know. The one song that I've heard is much different than their old stuff. To see their video and hear the song got to newfoundglory.com

NFG NFG NFG!!!

Austin's Impatience

Okay, well since Austin can't wait for me to have an interesting day, he wants me to make something up. So here it all goes. Take note that it is all fictional.

This morning I woke up to the weak rays of sunlight fighting its way through our pale pink curtains. Rubbing my eyes, I looked blearily out the window to find our deck covered in a thick layer of snow. Cringing, I wiggle my body further into the warmth of the covers making a mental note to myself to have Ed put up the storm door. Reaching over, I turn on our small TV with a push of a button. The Wiggles are on. Watching the four seemingly homosexual men dance around, I find it hard to believe that I was once young enough to enjoy entertainment like this.

Opting to only get out of bed to enclose myself in the warmth of the library and save money, I throw my clothes in the dryer and get ready to go out. With Harry Potter in my bag I trudge through the snow and frosty air. Harry and I spend hours riding brooms and dealing with Professor Umbridge until our bellies rumble. Saying goodbye to Harry, he fits snuggly into my bag as I tromp through the snow yet again. Trails from other snow-goers litter the ground in an array of directions.

Preparing a feast of Top Ramen and hot water, I shut myself in my room again where I can stay warm. Discovering ABC.com's generous video streaming feed, I become engrossed in Grey's Anatomy until my very own College Indy rudely interrupts me. Pestering me until I finally give in, I write a piece on the day that I could have had if in fact there was snow. So here we all are, reading my relaxing day on our glowing screens. I hope you enjoyed it.

some pictures for you guys

Okay so in the last few days Ed and I have been to more hockey games and to the AFI concert. Here are some pictures of our adventures.

These are the shirts that I made for us. We took a bus ride out to the mall to search for the Micheal's out here. It took a little bit, but we managed it.




On our trip out to the mall, we also found Edward a nice jacket. It took forever to find the perfect one, but we finally did! There is also a picture of my cool new stuff from Julie.



AFI AFI AFI! November 4th



Edward picked me up for this one. I kept taking a bunch of pictures just so that I have something for my scrapbook. This guy is seriously scary looking.