hi, i'm amy.

10 days until sasquatch.
16 days until my birthday.
3 hours and 6 minutes until antm finale.

minus the bear live is always worth it. tonight was sexy. thumbs up.

i bought corn tortillas from trader joe's a couple days ago. i was hoping to make some veggie tacos and other delicious entrées. however they made my refrigerator smell awful and tasted foul. after three failed attempts to make them edible, i had to toss them. what a disappointment!

oh and i forgot today (technically yesterday) was hanson day. how nostalgic.

flickr is updated.

1. run or gym five+ times a week
2. finally score a sweet new job
3. find a place on capital hill to live
4. score a dude
5. read four books
6. move out and move on
7. watch a baseball game from the hit it here cafe
8. go completely veg (aside from seafood)
9. enjoy and deepen friendships
10. finish my painting of paul mccartney
11. maybe do one of those weird cleanses

I am extremely tired and grouchy.
That does not provide me with much (if any) motivation to write three new cover letters, resumes and applications for jobs. Even if I want the jobs.
Tomorrow I am waking up to go to the gym, meet up with a woman from the Mayor's Office, help Joan move offices and then go to work at 4pm.
I'd like to see Made of Honor.
Still need to wrap up some presents, do the laundry and research the Arts and Culture Office again. And apply for those jobs!!
I saw Cut Copy on Wednesday night with Black Kids. Man, it was fun. Thanks to the mystery man who sold me a ticket for $10. You made my night.
Oh and I'm going to the Bahamas in December on a 14 day cruise with my Grandpa, Uncle and Aunt. Let the countdown begin.

( sunshine. )

hello san diego.

alli and i visited the skagit valley tulip festival on friday. it was so beautiful and the neighboring towns were so small and quaint.

( tulip fields )

i'm going to bed at 9:30. i actually wanted to go to bed at 8:30 but i thought i might wake up at 3am with a pb&j craving. however i am out of bread. there are not many things that are worse than waking up in the middle of the night to eat a sandwich that is not there. i think that i am actually too tired to wake up in the night though. last night i didn't wake up. perhaps that's because my subconscious remembered i was out of bread. i wonder if i wake up in the night because my mattress is old and a little squeaky. i don't remember when my parents purchased that mattress. it must have been after i got rid of that antique bed frame. it was custom-made and required a custom-sized mattress. that mattress was old to begin with. so i think my current mattress is from eighth or ninth grade. it can't be seventh grade because i still have some old videos that i made of television shows with lilly (my cat) and myself on that antique bed. either way, my current mattress is old, squeaky and twin-size. perhaps i will ask for a big and soft one for my birthday.




oh goodness. i am just waiting for the new death cab. may 13th can't come quick enough.

i have been so impulsive as of lately. allowing myself to consume nonsense, things that don't matter. it's really strange. i know it's because i am overworked. i need to try and bring more focus into my every day. and more determination.

new goal. have my house reformatted, restyled, redone by my birthday. this includes a big bed, house plants and no more cork board. where to start? i'd also like to take a drastic style change from 10 year old tomboy to a quirky, european lady. one thing at a time. one thing at a time.

i received the prints from my first roll of film with the olympus. i think they turned out pretty well for the test batch. i need to remember not to tilt the camera when i take a photo.

it snowed today and that was strange. i also received a reply from the city job within the arts department that i wanted so badly. i was not able to get an interview. they had 240 applicants, including others more qualified than me. that is such a disappointment.

money. money. money. that's all i seem to worry about lately. until i have a better paying job and the bills stop coming in, i am going to be laying low. my spending limit is going to be curbed tremendously. good thing i'm being partially reimbursed for my san diego ticket. otherwise i would not be able to afford it. i am a terrible worrier. let's hope my resume gets put into the right hands.

my hair is red.

( snap snap. )

flickrrrr.

i watched two days in paris late last night. i enjoyed the witty banter and her glasses. i felt like it needed to give us just a little bit more of something. but i couldn't place my finger on it. it was still a likable movie. mr. jealousy was not worth my time though. it really lacked personality. Noah Baumbach is so hit or miss with his movies. I don't like the inconsistency.

i'm spending easter in yakima. weird. i hope the scenery is good. i finally loaded my olympus pen ee. i'd like some photos of mountains and cows.

i am thinking of dying my hair red. not fire engine red. a nice red.
( for example )
thoughts? better photos?


EDIT. because anna is amaazing.


something like that?

i am contemplating applying to be a dog walker. however i am not okay with poop scooping yards. i will probably send them a resume either way tomorrow morning. i like dogs. dogs like me. why not get paid to get play with them? it could turn into quite the adventure.

i've been reading one of those "cheesy" just graduated college and not sure what to do with your degree books. my aunt gave it to me when i graduated. i scanned it and put it on the shelf. i'm thoroughly enjoying it now. the majority of the book is profiles of people who graduated with a liberal arts degree of sorts and are now working on the path to their "dream career". it is interesting to see all of the things people do in order to get to a job that is fulfilling. none of them so far involve working in a crappy mexican restaurant. however they do involve similar jobs. the key is to make sure you make the most of every job, volunteer work, intern gig, etc. keep your eyes peeled for new opportunities.

i think i am struggling because i am unsure of what i want. am i willing to join the 8-5 crowd? am i able to give up my flexible hours? if not, then why am i not working harder to find something more stimulating and financially stable? there are jobs out there. i just have to work to find them.

obsession. passion. i want to have one crazy hobby that i can't get enough of and that i'm extremely good at. i'm thinking of taking some classes to pursue some of my interests. if not now, when? i'm looking into creative writing, culinary classes and perhaps a painting class. i would like to learn how to paint with oil.

get ready for mariners baseball.

perhaps i use the word "i" to much in this journal.