Thursday, January 19, 2012

1-19-2012



This is the story of my life right now.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

1-18-2012



I don't think I've ever posted anything about politics on here ever before. Probably because I'm the most apolitical person ever, but I would encourage you to watch this and possibly even sign this. I really think that whatever happens with this situation will have a great deal of impact on the shape of American culture in the future.

P.s. this "picture" is the lovely view of the inside of a lens cap that my camera sees all day while I'm not using it.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

1-17-2012



It's still my birthday as long as I'm still receiving presents in the mail.

Monday, January 16, 2012

1-16-2012



I have a stupid habit of running without socks. I like how it feels better, but I do it just infrequently enough, that I always give myself blisters whenever I do. It probably wouldn't be a problem if I just did it all the time...but I don't. As a result, I keep a little kit with a needle in a tin, a lighter and an icepack. It feels like I'm doing drugs or something.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

1-15-2012



My mom wears rapper jewelry to brunch. She's quite stylish really, even her tongue matches her outfit.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

1-14-2012



This is how I look after running 8 miles in 18° and snow. To make sure I don't shrivel up and die, Nicole took me to go get fat. We've been doing birthday stuff all week, but bringing me here was a surprise since I've never been here before, but always wanted to whenever I saw the X-wing fighter parked outside. The whole place is weird, and they even sat us in a bus. Nicole isn't too sure about eating breakfast in a bus. I'm not too sure about eating all of this but I'm doing it anyway. Even more unsure, Nicole got pancakes with eggs and gravy. I think it's kind of like chicken and waffles, but not really. After breakfast, I got to drive us around in the bus.

Not everything we do is exciting or photogenic, so here's something that is. I found out recently that the kid that wrote that obnoxious but catchy "pumped up kicks" song about kids shooting each other went to my high school. I guess he was two years younger than me and knew Nicole's brother. It's kind of weird to think he's an internationally famous rock star now when he just as easily could have freaked in algebra class down the hall from me.

Friday, January 13, 2012

1-13-2012



Snowy roads means eating Pop-Tarts and watching movies about the respective lives of Steve Prefontaine and Biggie Smalls. At least we're diverse with our documentary interests.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

1-12-2012



Twenty-Nine. If you look back at the previous pictures on this date, it kind of looks like I'm aging backwards.

I don't normally post this many pictures of myself because I think I'm funny looking, but Nicole took pictures of me opening presents. The wrapping paper has glittery octopus on it. My new running watch asked me a silly question. We run almost every day...even birthdays. The site I use to track my miles lets you make little avatar characters and give them outfits. Here's another picture of me. I'm wearing my shiny Christmas jacket, my new birthday watch, and badly need a haircut...just like real life.

After running, Nicole said I could eat anything I wanted. This is what I always want. I also wanted this lemon bar cake. I didn't really want another picture of me looking weird, but that's what happened.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

1-11-2012



Yes, that's me wearing compression tights and a flannel shirt. My bad fashion sense isn't the point. The point is that Nicole went to get coffee today and came home with a foot massaging robot. It pairs nicely with the robot back massager we already own. We're kind of huge nerds about that type of stuff. Speaking of nerds...here's tonight's dessert.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

1-10-2012



Dessert every night for a week isn't easy. Conveniently, I'm not picky when it comes to junk food. We initially went for Pop Tarts, but decided that we like Toaster Strudles better. Here's Nicole preparing for the rest of the week.

Really though, Toaster Strudles are a great dessert. They even come with little pouches of crack for kids. Nicole was telling me stories about how she always used to "make them" for her brother so she could just put half of the icing on his and put the extra on hers...or just eat the icing packs raw. Regardless, they make for a happy bday.

Monday, January 9, 2012

1-9-2012



This is in observation of a weeklong national holiday which is traditionally celebrated by eating dessert every night.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

1-8-2012



After being spoiled in Toronto, Nicole and I decided to seek out the closest excuse for Chinese food as we could find locally. It ended up being pretty close. We went out for Dim Sum, which is like tapas style small plates that come around on a little cart. You can pick whatever you want, and they rate your gluttony on a little card. The more X's you get, the more they are secretly judging you. Needless to say, with carts full of tasty things like this, they judged me a lot. To our great surprise, we even found these. More X's.

After brunch we went wandering around to try and walk off the gluttony. Chinese people sell super weird stuff like it's no big deal (like tanks of live frogs in grocery stores). If you're ever looking for a robot Michael Jackson clock, or a random poster of JC, I can tell you were to find one. Speaking of weird Chinese things, My dad is still in his vacation home celebrating the new year.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

1-7-2012



Unless you've memorized our lives from the past two years, look at 4-19-10, 4-21-10, and 3-22-11. Today Nicole saw these for the first time ever. It's pretty exciting seeing her desings as actual products (even though they gave the parrot four stick legs instead of bird feet).

Continuing the theme of creative process, we went to my friend's new gallery, to hang out and see my other friends' paintings get little red dots.

Friday, January 6, 2012

1-6-2012



I've come to the realization that by getting Nicole a mixer for Christmas, I may have accidentally made my running goals for the new year significantly more difficult. Nicole likes baking and making cakes. A lot. When she's not baking cakes to make me fat, she's making bitty little cakes as annual tradition gifts.