'When at first you don't succeed, try, try again' . . . unless you repeatedly fail. . . seriously, wth is wrong with you?

Maybe I didn't have enough patience before, so, let's try this again.

A day (7.24.09) with Ms. U involved the following:

I remember stumbling into this community garden when I was younger with another friend, and thought it was awesome and beautiful. At the time, it was still contained within a good sized chain-link fence area set roughly in the middle of the building complex(es).

The garden now encompasses a good amount of the open area shared by the complex(es), way beyond the confines of the fence :D

The bird Ms. U and I spent waaaaay too long hovering over. It seriously did not care (and so stood in that position) about us going all Nation Geographic on it with all the photos we kept taking nor the slow creeping closer to it.

No, it wasn't dead.

I checked.

Did not expect corn . . .

It's like a before and after pic . . .

Loitering in Starbucks . . .

So many more pictures, but so little patience for slow uploads. Go . . . use your imagination for the rest :D

Ah . . .

Dear Diary,



Today was simply the best day. [insert generic male name here] glanced at me today. At least I think he did . . . well what matters is that it was in my direction--I almost melted right there. And so I rushed home to immortalize the monumental moment . . .




So this is what I thought a blog ultimately came down to. I still think that it serves as a viral diary in its simplest form for others to read, which it hopefully won't be for me but probably will eventually become, as I have no talents in the culinary, arts, sciences, or anything that falls in between. But it will force--ahem--I mean encourage me to write about my life or the happenings that occur around me, which will hopefully allow me to go beyond the surface and notice the things that fall through the cracks of my attention or are overlooked after a glance.



So, here it goes:


Dear Diary . . .




But seriously I did have a great day. Hung out with the lovely Ms. U and had a pretty chill day. Power walked to the local bakery and bought baked goods and cold caffeine, which hit the sweet tooth and coffee addiction really well. Then walked to a beautiful community garden that we didn't belong to and loitered among cultivated nature. After the soul-searching conversation and picture taking--of ourselves, flowers, trees, and one bird ofr an abnormally long time--we decided to play some non-intense frisbee, which I gotta admit is my favorite kind. Then we loitered ever more, but now at Starbucks, and talked about employment prospects, or the lack there of.


. . . It made me miss the Dr.Phil convo from before. But all ended well with a walk back to our respective abodes in the summer-cool (meaning warm with some breeze) night air.



Too bad the pics can't upload from my computer to here. . . gotta love how easy technology makes my life.