It's been almost a month?! Where has my time flown?
Well, it's felt like a productive four weeks since joining my service learning class.
Make a Difference Day on Oct. 27th at the Homeless Garden Project was awesome. Digging in dirt and playing with ducks is always a good time.
Experiencing some major contentment volunteering at the library's fundraising bookstore. Had a conversation about microcosms containing cosmoses with who knows who that was? There's a beefy security guard that's a good foot 2 feet taller than me (accurate measurement).
Went to the local jail with the class and it was rather interesting. Turns out that jail sentences around here can now last up to 4 years, even though the place isn't equipped to handle that. Most of the folks inside have mental illnesses and at least are getting meds and have a place to be.? Thinking about getting involved with the library's outreach there.
-Should I be more concerned that I enjoyed my time there greatly (versus the uncomfortable other young women in my class)? Something to look into...
Halloween was quite the experience. I could've gone more all out, but the dim light and nude bodysuit under my bodystocking still convinced everyone that I was naked in public. Which isn't as bad as my pre-Halloween outfit as a flasher... with paper nips and huuuuge pubes sewn on. It was like a FrankenDrunkAunt that no one would/could look at. I'll post pictures of one or the other if they exist, although maybe they're best left to memories alone.
My boyfriend got far too drunk and ended up punching a mirror sprinting places etc... he's sworn off drinking this month, dubbing it No-vem-Beer.
I beat Borderlands 2 with him and we're playing through a second time on True Vault Hunter mode. We're twiddling our thumbs until the new Halo comes out, and a new/newish president?
Seeing The Man with the Iron Fists tomorrow night because who doesn't want to?!! and watched a terrible movie called The Ward last night. It had some bomb actresses in it who were given a crummy scenario.
Thinking about writing a satirical article for my paper about Jersey Shore moving to Santa Cruz to resume filming on our boardwalk. Who knows? Maybe they will.
Well, it's felt like a productive four weeks since joining my service learning class.
Make a Difference Day on Oct. 27th at the Homeless Garden Project was awesome. Digging in dirt and playing with ducks is always a good time.
Experiencing some major contentment volunteering at the library's fundraising bookstore. Had a conversation about microcosms containing cosmoses with who knows who that was? There's a beefy security guard that's a good foot 2 feet taller than me (accurate measurement).
Went to the local jail with the class and it was rather interesting. Turns out that jail sentences around here can now last up to 4 years, even though the place isn't equipped to handle that. Most of the folks inside have mental illnesses and at least are getting meds and have a place to be.? Thinking about getting involved with the library's outreach there.
-Should I be more concerned that I enjoyed my time there greatly (versus the uncomfortable other young women in my class)? Something to look into...
Halloween was quite the experience. I could've gone more all out, but the dim light and nude bodysuit under my bodystocking still convinced everyone that I was naked in public. Which isn't as bad as my pre-Halloween outfit as a flasher... with paper nips and huuuuge pubes sewn on. It was like a FrankenDrunkAunt that no one would/could look at. I'll post pictures of one or the other if they exist, although maybe they're best left to memories alone.
My boyfriend got far too drunk and ended up punching a mirror sprinting places etc... he's sworn off drinking this month, dubbing it No-vem-Beer.
I beat Borderlands 2 with him and we're playing through a second time on True Vault Hunter mode. We're twiddling our thumbs until the new Halo comes out, and a new/newish president?
Seeing The Man with the Iron Fists tomorrow night because who doesn't want to?!! and watched a terrible movie called The Ward last night. It had some bomb actresses in it who were given a crummy scenario.
Thinking about writing a satirical article for my paper about Jersey Shore moving to Santa Cruz to resume filming on our boardwalk. Who knows? Maybe they will.
gauguin7:
Good to hear from you! No-vem-beer... love it. =)