What People Think I Do at the Beach
What I Actually Do at the Beach
And This
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| please notice that i am sitting in a ditch. most uncomfortable ditch ever. |
05 August 2012
B%$&!
I've been meaning to put this up, so here it finally is...
Lucked Out
Thank the lord for having blessed me so... Well I don't mean to be a brag, but I lucked out and my roommate is awesome. That, and we are sharing a 223 sq-ft room, complete with two walk-in closets and a large window (Holla!). So to all of you who have to share a 180 sq-ft room with 2 other kids, I wish you the best of luck.
On the other hand, the only thing I asked the residence people was a hall with dining. They must not have acknowledged the fact that I added that bit of information in the disabilities section. Or maybe they just scoffed at me and denied my wish. But on the bright side, the building I'm in is only 4 years old and each room has it's own thermostat! Yay I don't have to freeze in the winter!
In other news, I have some sad news to report. On Wednesday, August 1st at Hershey Park, PA, a dear friend of mine went missing. Upon reaching the top of the water slide, I reached my mirror sunnies from atop my nose and safely tucked it into my top. Minutes later on the line for another water slide was when I realized that my mirror sunnies leapt from my top to a boundless eternity of homelessness. I miss you, mirror sunnies!
xo
J
On the other hand, the only thing I asked the residence people was a hall with dining. They must not have acknowledged the fact that I added that bit of information in the disabilities section. Or maybe they just scoffed at me and denied my wish. But on the bright side, the building I'm in is only 4 years old and each room has it's own thermostat! Yay I don't have to freeze in the winter!
In other news, I have some sad news to report. On Wednesday, August 1st at Hershey Park, PA, a dear friend of mine went missing. Upon reaching the top of the water slide, I reached my mirror sunnies from atop my nose and safely tucked it into my top. Minutes later on the line for another water slide was when I realized that my mirror sunnies leapt from my top to a boundless eternity of homelessness. I miss you, mirror sunnies!
xo
J
02 August 2012
Build me a Moat!
Oh, do I have a story to tell you.
Here we are, in beautiful ocean city where the sand is as fine as the cells in your body and the waves tower over you like skyscrapers next to bungalows. It's 6:00, so the tide is rising but Rosie and I opt to set our stuff down right by the water. About half an hour later, Rosie begins to complain, saying "I'm bored, I have nothing to do. Can we go now?" That's when I demand for a moat. In compliance, she begins to mark a path around myself and our belongings. Between my feet and the water, she creates a line perpendicular to the sea. Getting aggravated at my wet hair dripping on the pages of my book, I decide to help her out. I help dig the moat deeper and deeper while building the walls higher and higher. All of a sudden, the water reaches our feet and tests our stronghold. While the ocean ebbs, so do parts of our moat. In frustration, we rebuild the missing parts in haste before the next flow washes over it. This goes on for quite a while as we both become more and more determined to build an effective moat.
At around 8:00, a final ebb washes over most of our moat and barely touches the towel that I had laid out on the sand. We then decide to stop, as we can't control the ebb and flow of the ocean nor could we prevent the water from eventually reaching our belongings. Realizing that our entire bodies were quite sandy, we walk over to the pristine ocean to rinse off the sand on our bodies. About 15 feet in, all of a sudden Rosie runs back towards our moat. Why is she running? I wondered. Where is she going? I looked back at her and watched the water recede towards me, leaving behind a pile of our belongings. OH SHIT ROSIE'S CAMERA AND PHONE HOLY MOTHER. It's a good thing I don't have anything valuable or electronic. I ran back towards her and HOLY SHIT MY BOOK OH MY GOD.
I committed a literary sin.
it's drying, but I saved it.
xo
J
Here we are, in beautiful ocean city where the sand is as fine as the cells in your body and the waves tower over you like skyscrapers next to bungalows. It's 6:00, so the tide is rising but Rosie and I opt to set our stuff down right by the water. About half an hour later, Rosie begins to complain, saying "I'm bored, I have nothing to do. Can we go now?" That's when I demand for a moat. In compliance, she begins to mark a path around myself and our belongings. Between my feet and the water, she creates a line perpendicular to the sea. Getting aggravated at my wet hair dripping on the pages of my book, I decide to help her out. I help dig the moat deeper and deeper while building the walls higher and higher. All of a sudden, the water reaches our feet and tests our stronghold. While the ocean ebbs, so do parts of our moat. In frustration, we rebuild the missing parts in haste before the next flow washes over it. This goes on for quite a while as we both become more and more determined to build an effective moat.
At around 8:00, a final ebb washes over most of our moat and barely touches the towel that I had laid out on the sand. We then decide to stop, as we can't control the ebb and flow of the ocean nor could we prevent the water from eventually reaching our belongings. Realizing that our entire bodies were quite sandy, we walk over to the pristine ocean to rinse off the sand on our bodies. About 15 feet in, all of a sudden Rosie runs back towards our moat. Why is she running? I wondered. Where is she going? I looked back at her and watched the water recede towards me, leaving behind a pile of our belongings. OH SHIT ROSIE'S CAMERA AND PHONE HOLY MOTHER. It's a good thing I don't have anything valuable or electronic. I ran back towards her and HOLY SHIT MY BOOK OH MY GOD.
I committed a literary sin.
it's drying, but I saved it.
xo
J
01 August 2012
Crime Fighting Ninjas
You've probably seen an episode of Criminal Minds before, right? Or maybe you're a CSI kinda guy. Nevertheless, most likely you've seen a similar crime-fighting show that takes you behind the scenes of an investigation and flashes fancy gadgets and tools that make us all want to be super awesome crime fighting agent ninjas.
So here's my question: how accurate are these tv shows? Do crime units actually measure the angle at which a gunshot was fired, or is that all just bs? I'm sure all those special techniques and tricks they use are real, but to what extent are they accurate and how often are they used?
Anyway, Happy August!
So here's my question: how accurate are these tv shows? Do crime units actually measure the angle at which a gunshot was fired, or is that all just bs? I'm sure all those special techniques and tricks they use are real, but to what extent are they accurate and how often are they used?
Anyway, Happy August!
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