Day Three? It's been a while.

Not too much has happened lately. The past few days, really. I come bearing awful-quality photos! Who knows. Of course, a picture is worth a thousand words, but I am only capable of typing so many in the time allotted. I really should be working on a paper, but who cares. Not I! Ahaha. On to the photos! WARNING: These pictures are really random and out of order (when do I actually have some sort of organization ever? ...never) so I'll be sure to have my lovely little commentary like I always do.

SATURDAY: This is my Harry Potter edition of Entertainment Weekly that came in the mail the other day. Which is weird, because BECAUSE of work, I have been on a Harry Potter kick. Damn you damn you damn you. Hey wait can you see my address in that picture? Oh nos!


I only like this because I look skinnier than usual.


I walked around the second floor (the parts that had remained open) on Saturday night during one of the two showings of Goblet of Fire and said to myself, "What can I take pictures of?" The answer after I took these was obviously, "Myself, duh." Ugh. Haha, I swear I'm not self-centered or conceited or narcissistic at all. Promise. I wish I could read braille.



During the long two and a half hour film (I think this was the first showing?), I plucked my eyebrows. In the dark. Then decided, hey! This looks kind of cool. I'm going to take a picture. And I did. Shock. Then on my way back from a much needed smoke break, I took a picture of our vinyl on the glass doors. It looks the same on all levels of the deck, not too amazing, really. I just thought it looked neat. Every time I wait on the elevator to come to the floor I'm on, I always try to spell out words with the letters A-F that our parking deck floors are labeled. I am so strange. I can sometimes be found ... just riding the elevators. Then there's the sign advertising the movies we're showing right now.





Back in the theater, I play sudoku until my brain hurts and I run out of eraser or my pencil lead is down to the wood. After that, I just kick back and try to endure the film. For the sixteen-hundredth time. :) All while without complaining.



SUNDAY: It was ... not raining but it wanted to and I just wanted to get home and eat and get online and watch tv and eat. And get online. So I sped. Not unusual, per se. But I thought I would just prove to you all that I do drive like a bat out of hell and I enjoy every minute of it. I drive fast, but I don't drive (too) crazy. Don't be too discouraged if you actually planned on taking a ride with me anytime soon.


MONDAY (today): I walked around with a flower (made out of a coffee filter and pipe cleaner) and I got so many comments! Too bad I stole it.




FIN.