Friday, May 30, 2008
My little brother is staying the night

I just launched a new project last night called Trickzorz. It’s a public blog about tricking, le parkour, breakdancing and gymnastics… anyone can join and post sweet stuff they make or find on the web.
Every time I drive to work (which is seldom) I’m always surprised that I don’t routinely hop on the bus after work. Well today I did. Then I had to walk home with my box of left over bento. Jessa finally answered her phone once I was about 3/4 of the way there. Now I need to go get my car. See ya.

Everyday for the last month or so there has been some mad man in a floating crane stealing dirt out of the Columbia River. I want to know what is going on and who he thinks he is.

It’s a personal project. I’ll tell you more later (probably not though).

I love Kennedy School more every time I go. It’s such a sweet place. Jessa had never been so we had a little date or whatever (that’s me trying to act cool like I didn’t know it was a date). I still haven’t seen a movie there (sad face). That pic turned out so pro.

This was something fun I did with my mom while her and my step dad took a road trip across the country to Iowa. Check out all the pix and read about it here.

Take a pic like this and add it to the Me on vacation Group on flickr.

I’m going to wear this until my hair grows back to normal. I hate short hair but even more, I hate crooked hair. Haircuts are for stray dogs who get captured and sent to the pound. Not people.

A was my first choice and B was my safety net. B is what I ended up being blessed with. I effing hate haircuts. I get butchered every time. I’m going to try one last time. I am going to go to a high class salon, take in a pic and if they get it wrong I am never going to cut my hair again. My hair was long and nice, now it is short and gay. I was so close to looking like Nate Archibald/Chace Crawford!!!1