1/17/2007

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When I was drinking beer on my birthday
I might not have been as loud as I was when I was 28.

When I was being more something
maybe I was more considerate?

When I woke up I was not twenty-nine
When I went to sleep I was

When I went to sleep I was
When I woke up I was not twenty-nine

maybe I was more considerate?
When I was being more something

I might not have been as loud as I was when I was 28.
When I was drinking beer on my birthday

Ping Pong Again

1/16/2007

1/13/2007

Awaya Cheraya


Sophie broke her finger on a wheelchair. Cheraya is blazing the Oregon Trail, in search of education. Everyone is drink dancing, like the Russians. Or very similar to the Russians. Balsa wood planes circle the alley, and are retrieved and carried back to the 8th floor, 10th floor. (A relative of Oregon Pines.)

Idol Worship

More Ping Pong

Kitchen: Morning Traffic


I woke up hours before I had to, in anticipation of my first full day at my new job. Steph was the first of my roommates I saw who came down and left quickly to have breakfast w/ her boss. Then Alex came down and drank some coffee behind the counter to avoid having her photo taken, while Andrew sugared his coffee.

1/11/2007

Sub-Meeting at Sophie's



There was a sub-meeting of the D'Steel(e) Society at Sophie's apartment last night. The only three there were me, Sophie, and her dead pet fish (or dying, it's 3 years old living in a bowl of water. Anything would be dying.). But, we decided to move the date of our actual D'Steel(e) meeting forward a couple days to have more time for planning.

Caution Parts On Order


The elevator at the Newport West. (Also, I compiled my "Coffee Hut" pictures into a photo essay on the second screen on my photo portfolio.)