I probably should be working, but...

I'm just being unproductive. I really want this bag. (20% off 600 something dollars...oh man.) I just watched Oprah have a wine tasting by skyping with 3 different people for about 7 minutes. (swirl it, swirl some more, now smell the oak notes). I hate to tell you Oprah, but people have been Skyping for years. And watching people Skype (even you) is snoozeville. I do have to say that I may or may not have aquired another "job" recently, (it's pending, and I was about to give a hint but I am too afraid of karmic reversal) but if it works out I can kind of cross out another image on my dream board.

Me and Jon are headed out on an extremely last minute 24 hour vacay to Astoria--so pictures of the Goonies' ship to come. I actually don't know if that exists. But I am going to dive down that well and get me some laundry quarters.

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That has been this week. I spent some time in Idaho with my family this past week, which was really great but I did not take pictures. So I'll have to rely on Kenz's blog to post pictures of Reese's barftastic ride from McCall to Boise (I was practically clinging to the ceiling to avoid the projectile--only gagged like 4 times) and the results of spending an hour and $12 on photobooth pictures with Lindsay, Kenz, and Tyler. The only picture I experienced was getting my replacement license in McCall, which meant no lines but I got this--

One of my eyes is open (although hit with a flash), and the other is half closed. Awesome. Sorry about the gross nailpolish, and believe me, I cropped so much manhands out of the picture. I'm just super paranoid about identity theft now. Funny how I did everything I could to block my birthdate when you just need to look down a few posts. What's even more amusing is that I am now probably getting into so many bars with my old ID. I am probably living la vida loca and I don't even know it.

I'm also using a tiny manilla envelope for a wallet right now. It's kind of cute, but I keep thinking my wisdom teeth are going to be in the bottom or something. I got it with my replacement food stamp card (now known as SNAP, yo) and they handed it to me like I needed a special sleeve for discretion. I have no pride reserved for keeping this fact to myself--actually, I view this small amount of money as a loan that we will surely repay through taxes when Jon actually gets a paying job (which I guess will happen in the future, but I can't imagine it yet). I also don't feel guilty about donating to NPR for the same reason. Soon enough, I will be a paying member receiving my eco friendly tote and water bottle, entering to win a Galapagos Islands adventure with Terry Gross. Although if it's Michael Feldman, forget it.

I'm getting mentally prepared for running 18 miles tomorrow, which means I'm trying not to think about it. But I'm excited, and the Gu's are ready! Now if only a huge margherita pizza from Apizza Scholls was waiting at the end for me.