Thursday, December 29, 2005

The Sin That Has Ruined Me...

Tonight I find myself awake with the anticipation of the evenings bowl game results. I have, for the first time in my life, bet on sports. I diligently chose teams based on mascots. While I spent many formitive years in Oklahoma, I did not choose them due to their mascot. Who wants to support crime? People who took what was not theirs (or anyones at that particular date and time) to take are no role model for today's youth. And then the is the Ute... or whatever the hell it is. Who really knows? And you can't support something if you don't know what it is... piss...
Well apparently the crappy mascot god is on their sides... or God is punishing me for gambling...

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Content to be alone...

Is there really any room for someone else?

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

On Second Thought

Current mood: blah

So a post that I previously classified as public, then preferred, has returned again to public. While I don't think that it is necessarily the best idea to write things about people where they can read them, I figure... if you want to read it... then go ahead. Part of me thinks I should title posts by the name of the person(s) that they are directed at. Would that be rude? Possibly. But would it be any more inappropriate than writing about people to begin with?

And Shaun... I am expecting a phone call... and a message... or at least a number where I can reach you. See you soon if I'm lucky.

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Does the nature in which a man approaches a woman affect the level of attraction felt in return

You often hear about women who are attracted to men and enjoy the chase more than the reward. And often times, despite our best intentions, many of us become those women. The more the guy in question appears aloof, the more the girl the wants him.

But what effect can be created by a guy that bends over backwards to ask for your number with an offer that includes some of your favorite things? What is the resulting feeling when a guy gets a world of information out of a five minute conversation and then asks you if you would be interested in dinner and a visit to an art museum? Is the effect the same? Or does the guy's attention to detail and apparent desire to actually go out of his way to positivly impact the girl's image of him cause an adverse affect?

So, said guy must have realized the error of his ways and now he is counter-balancing the niceness with the ever famed wait to call. The problem? I didn't need the wait to call counter-balance. I love art museums.

Friday, December 16, 2005

News gig, new digs, new new new new new...

So I know I need to update on the new job, apartment, state, clothes, futon, friends, blah blah blah. But... all I can think about is this conversation I had earlier today. I was fragmented and distracted and nervous and well... I just made a crap impression. I wouldn't call me again if I were that person. In fact, I would avoid any further social contact for fear that the crappy phone conversationalist disease would be contagious. So, what we have established is that if I were two people, the second Lacey would not talk to the first Lacey due to her poor phone skills.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Too tired to write anyone in particular so...

Current mood: tired

Since I am completely worn out and have virtually no spare time... I have decided that a rambling stream of consciousness would be the best way to catch everyone up before I am out of computer contact for a few days. Brace yourselves.

As I lay here in my apartment for the last night... I wonder whether I am making the right move. But I guess I have to be content with my decision for the time being. I see so much potential and I simply am hitting a wall when it come to realizing it. But for those of you who know me best, you know that no matter what I decide I will always question it... and no matter how things are going I will always expect more. Sorry.

I need some new pics, but I have felt all kinds of blah when I've have a camera lately. I figure the next two days will be the opportune time to take some shots while I travel. Perhaps I will find the perfect pics for my Christams cards.

I have yet to finish packing. This could be a problem since I have told myself I am leaving before 7am. So... 7 hours and 9 minutes to get a good nights sleep and finish packing... this should be great. The dog is stressing over the lack of stuff left in the apartment. Currently we are down to an air mattress, his bed, laundry, one suitcase, and dog food. At least I have dog food though. He's lucky... I already got rid of all my people food.

I will be staying in a hotel for my first three nights in the new place. Hopefully it's not ghetto fab. I wish I had some plans or friends in the immediate area. That always makes the transition a little easier. But I will have cable and a bed I don't have to make. I plan on enjoying that thoroughly.

I should have something big for breakfast tomorrow. But not too big. Enough to keep me going through Florida at least. I hate stopping for food when I am on long trips. Stopping on long trips should be reserved for photographs and oddities. Like the world's largest peanut... Or the giant whale slide on Rt 66. If anyone knows of anything really cool along I-10, let me know. I'll be in the car with my phone all day... so... for real... call.

Well, I'm off to bed. One last note... I wrecked the company car today... on my official last day with the company. More to come on that little crap fest.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Is Anyone Else Noticing a Trend...

How many blog entries can a girl have stating that she can't sleep? Not the problem tonight. Tonight the problem (if you so choose to call it that) is that my dog hasn't seen me all day and when I try to go to sleep he stands on my stomach and licks my forehead... strange. So for now I will acquiesce to his needs and keeps the lights on.

On an exciting note, the hockey game was amazing! I had more fun than I anticipated and the game was well played, clean hockey. It would be nice however, if I could stop myself from seeing the marketing onslaught and focus solely on the game. Instead I am mentally logging sponsors and the type of sponsorship they have, what promotions are available for recreation in a new venue, how many different ways they have of telling fans to buy more tickets and merchandise (an area where they could honestly use a little help). Anywho... that's all for now... here at least. I need to dump the marketing information into an actual file as I am certain that information falls out of my head when I roll over in bed at night.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Hockey Tonight

As I sit at my desk in jeans, a Magnum PI tshirt, and striped socks that go up to my knees... I can thing of nothing more than getting out of here for the hockey game. I know what you are thinking... how could I have gotten my mind off the smashing outfit that I am wearing? Well, my friends... when you always look as good as me... you don't concern yourself with this sort of drivel.

So back to the point at hand... We are heading to a hockey game in Tampa Bay where I will be watching Tampa Bay and Toronto. I am thrilled as this will be a great way to kick off my reintroduction into hockey. I haven't seen a game since last season and I am stoked that my first game to be seen since my jump back into hockey marketing will be here. Sweet and sweet.

The only downfall is that Rich won't be able to make it... haha... I said downfall. Rich sucks.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Apparently I'm a geek...

But I think we all knew that already...
1] Do you belive the south will rise again? no
2] Do you drive a four-wheel drive automobile? nope
3] Do you live in a mobile home?no
4] Is your car still primer gray? nope
5] Do you like country music? Yes
6] Do you have a broken car in your back yard? No
7] Do you like the look of lifted thangs even if it is a car? No
8] Do you like to shoot things? No
9] Do you set off fireworks whenever you feel like it? No
Total YES: 1

1] Do you wear black eyeliner?: no
2] Is most of your clothing black?:yes
3] Do you think about death often?: no
4] Do you want to die?: no
5] Are you a social outcast?:no
6] Are you pale?: Yes, but it's not my fault... just my skin
7] Do you like Hot Topic?: Not really
8] Do you enjoy Tim Burton's Movies?:Yes
9] Are you nice? To an extent
Total YES: 3

--Skater Punk--
1] Can you skateboard?: no
2] Do you wear Vans?: no
3] Do you do stupid stuff with your friends?: Yes
4] Have you gotten in trouble with the PIGS: no
5] Do you listen to punk bands: Yes
6] Do you have any piercings?: Yes
7] Do you spend most of your time skating?: no
8] Do you wear Band t-shirts:nope
9] Have you called someone a poser?: no
Total YES:4

1] Do you say the word "like": unfortunately yes
2] Do you shop at Abercrombie and Fitch?: no
3] Are the A&F models hot?: Yes
4] Do you pop the collar?: no
5] Do the people in Hot topic scare you?: no
6] The only nerd you like is Seth Cohen: no
7] Do you watch LAGUNA BEACH? no
8] Do you like pop music: Yes
9] Do you want/have a little dog?: yes
Total YES:4

1] Is your hair long?: yes
2] Do you own a tye-dye shirt?: yes
3] Do you want peace?:sure
4] Do you want to save the animals? From what?
5] Do you think the war is unneccesary?: to a degree
6] Is love essential in your life?: yes
7] Violence is bad: true
9] Do you go long periods of time without shaving?: not anymore
Total YES:5ish

1] Are you from the ghetto?: No
2] Do you own "bling bling"?: No
3] Do you wear do-rags?: nope
4] Do you like hip-hop?: not really
5] Was Tupac truly the greatest rapper in the world?:No
6] Do you believe he's alive?: nope
7] Do you like afros?: Nope
8] Have you ever said "Fo Shizzle": haha... yes
9] Do you like to dance?: yes
Total YES: 2

1] Do you cry often?: too often
2] Are you emotional?: sure
3] Do you like soft music: no
4] Do people understand you?: Yes
5] Do you write your own songs?: No
6] Is your hair dyed dark?:no
7] Do you cut? Ewww no
8] Are you lonely?: no
9] Is Ohio for lovers: no
Total YES: 3

1] Do you surf?: nope
2] Do you wear flip flops year-round?: Yes I live in Florida
3] Is your hair shaggy?: no
4] Do you wake up at 6 or before every morning?:No
5] Do you own any pairs of shorts?: Yes
6] Are you tan?: no
7] Do you have a lot of patience?: yes
8] Do you want to be at the beach right now?: Yes
9] Do you hate tourists?: no
Total YES: 4

1] Do you wear glasses?: Yes
2] Do you get good grades?: Yes
3] Do you use an inhaler?: yes
4] Do you stick pens and calculators into your shirt pockets?: No
5] Does your mom pick out your clothes?:no
6] Are you on the computer often?: Yes
7] Do you ever get picked on?: not really
8] Do you look forward to going to school?: Yes
9] Are you shy around the opposite sex?: no
10] Do people laugh at you?:no
Total YES: 5

Whichever you got the most "yes" on is what you are.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

Can't Sleep

Apparently not eating meat has caused a slight problem in my Thanksgiving Day ritual. I don't recall the exact events of last years Thanksgiving, but I fear that the lack of tryptophan in my holiday meal is what is keeping me up so late. As the hours tick by and my 5am wake-up call from Kermit creeps nearer, I wonder if I should simply attempt an all nighter and then work my 14 hours tomorrow. While I am fairly certain that this would not make for a pleasant scene... do I really have a choice? I will either fall asleep or I won't. So as I head to bed for the fourth time I ask myself, is this the sad existence that other people who know me are jealous of... if only they knew the truth.

Friday, November 25, 2005

Literary Tragedy

After spending a good hour detailing the excitement that spilled forth from my Thanksgiving holiday with particular attention to detail given to the first hour of my day and the incessant phone calls that roused me from the slumber and ridiculously intense dreams that I was enjoying, my internet connection was lost. The work of literary genius that I had worked so diligently on... vanished.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Wondering if I Have Made a Mistake

Current mood: exhausted

So I can't sleep... and trust me, it's not because I'm not tired. I am exhausted. I spent the weekend in Homestead at the final races of the season. I worked late on Friday due to the rain. Had to be at work way early on Saturday because they moved the truck event to that morning... Then worked all day and again on Sunday. Upon returning home after 11pm I had to spend quality time with my sad, neglected dog. So... yes, I am tired. But more than that... I am emotionally drained. I am tired of relationships, jobs that don't pay enough, and generally all the crap that comes with being an adult... I have a job offer in Texas. I could actually pay my bills without stressing. But is it where I should be? Am I giving up too easily on the job here? Am I giving up too easily on myself? What should I do? Do I go in and quit in the morning? Do I turn down good money in the hope that someone here will want me soon? Do I crawl under the covers and hope that I will sleep through the next six or seven days? All of the above? None of the above? So I liked being 6. I had a lot of fun that year. My mom made all the crucial decisions... Perhaps 1986 will take me back.

Friday, November 18, 2005


Off to Miami. Koda has a sitter... I am a little worried that he's gonna cry a lot. But, who can worry about these things.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

So Seriously...

I'm bored. And I kinda just need someone to tell me what to do for a bit. You know, hold my hand and fix things. Like what should I do about the job offers coming from back home? I would like to go home, but I would like to think that I am better than that. And what about the financial crap of having your first real job post graduation? Seriously, they should warn you that not only will you be broke, but you will be broke hardcore. And the self image issues that I'm having... I think I can trace them back to one fateful night in my OSU dorm room... hmm... Heath. Haven't thought about him in ages. He could bump into me in the street and I wouldn't have a clue who he was... straining to remember a face... and no. Nothing. He's gone. Sadly, now that I think about it... a lot of people's faces are gone from my memory. Wiped clean out... like I can see us together doing something (driving ina car, sitting in class, watching a certain movie, blah blah) but I can't fill in the details of people's faces. And then there are those people that I have pictures of... but who the hell are they? They somehow made it into my photo album, but why? How important could they have been if I can't remember who they are six years later. While I am rambling (I figure if you were so bored, you'd stop reading... so basically... your fault if you are miserably reading this)... let's talk about people whose faces you can't forget. Some are great! The kind of people who when you close your eyes you get all happy cause there they are. And then there are the people whose faces are unpleasantly ingrained into your brain and no matter what you try to do to erase them... there they are... asses. What makes some people worth remembering... and others just fade away? If you are thinking "bone structure and fashion" you are so right.

Wow... sorry about the delay in posts

So I haven't written in forever... or since last month at least. Things have been crazy and at the same time, so boring that there really isn't much to write anyway. I have a little crush, but just like junior high, it will never amount to much, so... not worth going on about. The car (yes, the new one) is almost at 600 miles. Killer. Ummm... I am going to Miami this weekend for work. That should so be a good time! I will be at my first big race weekend ever, which is probably good to experience seeing as though I work at a track. I am going down to the event with my boss Kari. I have been super excited because it will give me some time to talk to her about things, but also... I am a little freaked out because what if she realizes she doesn't like me all that much? Well now, that would just suck.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Hot Laps

No no no... nothing dirty. Just got to do some hot laps at work today! So great! 125 mph around Daytona International Speedway... too cool...

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Father Daughter Bonding

So I am getting ready to head to Orlando for what some might refer to as father-daughter bonding... I like to look at it as a man trying to make up for being completly absent for the first 24 years.

So we are going to some sort of family picnic (maybe for his job?). I have the distinct feeling we will be the only "family" that doesn't involve young children and what not. But., I will humor him. I will go. I will put on a pleasant attitude and play silly games. I will eat food that has been sitting on the same plate as BBQ. I will act like we are the best of friends. Afterall, isn't that really all he wants? The semblance of a relationship? That's my guess.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Things I miss from my old life...

Current mood: homesick
1. Knowing that my nana was just down the street.
2. Living close enough to actually see my friends.
3. Working at Shawnee.
4. Hockey
5. Baseball
6. Having friends who didn't think anything funny when I gave 'em a peck on the lips.
7. Having a yard.
8. Sixth Street.
9. Knowing my way around town.
10. Ollie, Jodi, Kendall, my chick friend Chris
11. Living in Central time... Eastern sucks..
12. Having cable.
13. Chuy's
14. Swimming.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Sex It Up a Little

That's the suggestion that came from a drunk guy last night dressed as a porn star at a halloween party... "sex it up a little." He said it right before he took my picture with a girl who obviously had sexed it up a lot... I don't know how sexy a man thinks a girl can feel in men's briefs... it just wasn't happening for me.
On a fun note... the costume was great and I didn't feel restricted... although perhaps a little cold.

Friday, October 28, 2005

The New Trend

So I'm not some ultra conservative freak and I think that people should do what makes them happy, but the whole get pregnant and have a baby with someone you just started dating who just got a divorce or separation whether or not you have any intention of marrying them trend has got to stop. I myself have gone through bouts of feeling the need to nest and rebound at the same time... but seriously, my better judgement always stops me before I get totally off track. Seriously... we all know the fate of a rebound... so why keep the natural process from its course with the introduction of meshed dna... That's just bad mojo, Jo-Jo.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

I feel like I won the Lottery

I seriously feel like I have won the lottery. But not the money lottery. Shirley Jackson's lottery... with rocks...

I didn't win the mega millions though... just a few rocks... right to the head... and chest. Oof...

I wished to win the lottery, next time I will be more specific.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Nipple Me This...

Hmmm... Daytona Beach, home to Biketoberfest... the best thing about it other than the drink specials and free concerts? The guys from OCC were here... and there are so many people to stare at... rude? Perhaps, but I love it! And ladies, there is no need to fret if you accidentally expose a nipple or two... you won't be the first... today... or even in the last 30 seconds.
Woot-woot! Biketoberfest!

Thursday, October 20, 2005


I just want to cry for no particular reason... just little pieces of everything falling apart...

Monday, October 17, 2005

The Same Ones...

...that mess things up, fix them too... sometimes...

Sunday, October 16, 2005


You are Lili St. Cyr!
You're Lili St. Cyr!

What Classic Pin-Up Are You?

Raise your hand if you are miserable...

Me Me--- Ooo Ooo---- Pick me!

I think guys have a knack for screwing things up. Not just a knack, but some freakish predisposition. In fact I am appalled at today's turn of events...

Sunday, October 09, 2005

How Young is Too Young?

This has been the center of conversational debate among some of my friends as of late. Society dictates that women should date people older than them... while this looks good in theory, it doesn't make a huge amount of sense...
What if I am a thorough picture of immaturity? Or perhaps I am so energetic that I need someone younger to keep up. They do say that women "peak" later in life... so shouldn't women date younger men?

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Seriously, who would believe...

... that a girl who gets a phone call inthe middle of a blind date that is going terrible, didn't plan the phone call? Let me tell you who. The guy that said maybe ten words to me in an hour because he was too busy flirting with the waitresses to notice that I was miserable. One rule of thumb... if you have a date with a girl that says..."by the way, I am a vegetarian" at least have the decency to take to a place that serves salads ona regular basis so the dressing hasn't spoiled in the beer filled, fried meat smelling, made in the 70's fridge.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Board Games Aren't Just...

... for family night anymore. Call me lame if you must, but I love board games. Tonight, Rich, Alester, Naomi, and I played Taboo for a bit. We tried to play some game called Hear Me Out or something, but frankly it was far too confusing for people without the motivation to learn a new language. All in all it was pretty fun, but since we didn't read all the rules before we started, it was a little hectic. Naomi and Alester creamed Rich and I most of the game, but as we read the rules, it turned out we were pretty close. Koda loves playing with Rich. Saldy, I think when he heads back to the UK, he and Koda will miss each other more than either one of them will ever miss me. Oh, my dog and my temporary man... if that doesn't just beat all.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

October 1: Sushi, Shots, and a Sexy Man

Naomi and I decided that tonight was definitely a sushi night. We headed out to the local sushi joint and settled in at the bar for a night of low-impact eating. There were a pair of men down the row from us who at first we thought had the appearance of possible gayness, however on closer inspection we noticed their closer inspection of some lady’s breast (which didn’t need too much close inspection as they were hanging well beyond their restrictive devices). The food was great… as always I had some vegetable laden dish and was completely satisfied yet… not. On the way out, we passed a very attractive, Italian looking guy. Sexy dark hair, brown t-shirt, trendy jeans. He smiled at me and said, “hi.” Sadly, my lack of self-confidence caused me to look at my shoes (cute and new, but nothing that needed checked out) and continue out the door.

In the car Naomi and I had a great conversation about the difference in how we approached guys that we thought were beneath us and how we approached guys who we thought were too good for us. The differences were startling, yet very enlightening. We decided that it isn’t that hot guys aren’t interested in us, it’s that they aren’t interested in the us that we are showing them. When there is no feeling of threat or fear of rejection we can be openly witty, smart, and charming. When there is a fear of rejection, however, it consumes us to the point of being dull for fear of sounding like an idiot. So a deal was made. We would no longer do this to ourselves.

I know what you are thinking, how can you just change like that… well… off to the Ocean Deck.

The Ocean Deck is a great bar/restaurant, not to be confused with a restaurant/bar. It opens up on one side toward the beach. They had a live reggae band playing in there tonight, which was great! We weren't having a ton of fun by any means, so we decided it would be the perfect time to pretend to be tourists. Kansas, California, New York, a different story every guy. We really should stop doing this, but it makes for a fun time and keeps us on our toes trying to remember what we have been telling people and what not.

On the way to the bar after leaving the dance floor, I passed a really attractive guy that struck me as English. He had the shoes, the pants, the look... you know what I mean. Well, after some silly banter, discovered that his name was Rich and he was in fact from the north of England. Oh the details I want to share, but since I actually like him I won't share his personal information. Basically, the important information is: very cute, smarter than your average bear, funny, stylish, and into me. Can it get any better?

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Dinner, Drinks, Wingman

Sept 30: Naomi and I had dinner at one of her favorite spots, Stonewood. We ate at the bar and chatted with some of the staff. They had a great salad, but nowhere near the salad I had at Ocean Deck. Naomi taught me a great memory trick that I can use to impress the masses now. As if I wasn't socially marketable enough, right? One of the waitors was super nice. While I am fairly certain he is into Naomi (isn't everyone?) I still find myself with the tiniest little crush on him. The problem is that if he is in fact into petite blondes... well, that is so not me unless they invent some sort of entire body restructuring that can make your entire bone structure shrink... but the hair, that would be easy to fix. Anywhom hopefully we will run into the waitor again... in a more social setting where he isn't wearing an apron...

After dinner, we headed to MaiTai's (wig free). We were feeling pretty low-key, but the place was packed. I am convinced that the ratio of men to women here is like 8 to 1. Some guy named John follwed Naomi around like a lost puppy. I wasn't sure who to feel sorry for though. John, because he didn't realize he was being rejected due to his social shortcomings, or Naomi, who kept having to find new ways to try and shake him off her arm. The whole bit was far more entertaining than should be allowed in the game of mismatched bar hook-ups.

This post is not finished... there is more to come including Adobe Gillas, Ben Afflec, and the dancing basketball coach from Embry Riddle in his alligator shoes.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

He Called Me Starlight, But You Can Call Me Lacey

Last night... so much fun. Going to require a full-on post when I have time to stop and rethink the whole thing. A precurser... the evening involved wigs, fake names, free drinks, and dancing with younger men...

First Race Ever

Watched first race ever with Rich and Zak at Rich’s place, kinda cool… a bit hungover, but oh well...
Rich made homemade pizze that had more cheese on it that any pizza deserves. It was great! We watched NASCAR on one tv and Indy on the other. The stands at the NASCAR race looked incredibly emplty. We felt kinda sorry for them. Zak explained the ins and outs of basic racing and both guys were helpful in keeping me posted on why there were flags, what they meant, and what that meant for the other drivers. There is far more strategy and engineering involved than I would have guessed. The intricate things they do for a few points or that tiny advantage is intense.

Friday, September 23, 2005

Designated Driver

Who doesn't love being the DD? I mean you get to watch other people do stupid things, owe way less of a bar tab, and... okay, let's get real. Nobody wants to be the DD. It just happens to some of us. I think the trick is being the first person to get drunk. That way when things start going downhill, you are already exempt from being the DD. But I have to ask myself... so I trust the others to see that someone has to stay sober? I guess I don't so I should just continue to stay sober and laugh at my sad little existence.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Blury, but you can see the color... sorta

This could have been a mistake

It's called Warm Earth... Should I stop now or just go ahead and finish and hope it grows on me?

Saturday, September 17, 2005





Picture of Superstretch taken from the middle of Lake Lloyd RV Parking. The lake was man made and the dirt that they dug out was used to create the banking in the track.

This picture shows about half the length of Lake Lloyd. During the Rolex 24 event, they have water ski shows on the lake.

This picture and the next show the length of the Superstretch.

This is one of the tunnels that goes under the track for people to get in and out of the infield.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Why Women Should Not Date on The Internet



P.S. YOUR IN A SALOON I WALK UP TO YOU ROSE IN MY HAND AND I TAKE MY COWBOY HAT OFF AND SAY MAAM CAN I HAVE THIS DANCE AS THE BAND PLAYS YOU HAD ME FROM HELLO.......... @------)--------- @----------)-------- @----------)-------- @----------)

*Used without the persmission of the guy who sent it to me... but if it's in my email, isn't it mine? And by the way, I don't even like that song... I think it is ridiculous and unrealistic. I am a bigger fan of Kenny Chesney's Keg in The Closet. If we're gonna sing, let's sing about something we are familiar with.

Friday, September 09, 2005

The balance between looks and brains

The idea that there is some connection between looks and brains and the reciprocal value of each makes me hope that I'm a little bit ugly.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Picture of Painting for Lewis

If you want it bigger, you might just have to cut and paste. I couldn't get a better color. Maybe I can try again during the day when there is actual sun instead of early evening tropical storm light.

Monday, September 05, 2005

The new place

Koda likes to chase the ducks that are in the pond at the apartment. He doesn't get too far due to his leash...
... and as soon as the ducks move, he runs away too. What a big baby. He is getting more brave with time, but I don't think he will ever catch one and be happy about it. He actually fell into the edge of the pond last night...
The apartments make a huge circle around the pond. The apartment manager said there used to be an aligator... I can't decide if she was trying to be funny or if she was serious.
More pictures of the pond...

The New Place... Again

Oh the exciting view of the apartment from my usual parking spot. I know you can hardly contain your excitement.
And another closer look... I have hung up my chinese lanterns, but have yet to replace the lights inside so I have lightless lanterns. A little sad for me, but who really cares?
Only one picture of the kitchen. It is about as boring as any apartment kitchen... sink, cabinets, stove, oven, dishwasher, and fridge...
I am loving the screened in porch! It is big enough for my bike, a chair, and a ton of other crap. There is also a nice little storage closet where I put all the empty storage bins that I used to move.
How many pictures of the same pond can a girl take?


THis is the living/dining area. As you can see, I'm not really utilizing the dining area. That's because I don't have money for good food, so having a nice place to eat is depressing. But, I do have good books and a nice desk... so welcome to my mini office! THe chair is from my nana and the dog toy is the Koda's.
Here you can see the chair I got from my mom, the lamp fom Michel, and the chair out of my bedroom. I know. Nothing matches. But the painting on the wall has so many colors that really everything matches... at least that is what I am telling myself.
This is the best closet I have ever seen!
Living room again...
This is the best closet ever! My clothes are sorted by sleeve length and color on one side and pants by color on the other. How great is that? And the ironing board hangs on the inside of the closet door right by a plug. I am in live with my closet... seriously.