I wish I made more money.

So, it's been a long time and I've actually really missed writing on here. I think it subtly may have been affecting my mood, not being able to write what I'm thinking. Anyway, without my camera (which I've come to the conclusion will be staying in Germany if it hasn't yet made it back yet) it's just not quite the same. This makes 2 cameras I've lost out of stupidity (the first being the one I drove away with on the top of my car). I miss the pictures on the memory cards more than the cameras. I intended to write on here as soon as I had all my pictures, but since that won't be happening I'll have to make do with those I have. Thank goodness I had the forsight to download all of them onto Kristen's computer up until the point I left my camera in Lupe's car. Only I'm not really in the mood to post those now, so there you go.

RIP lost camera, I'll miss you

For the first time since summer's actually began it's actually gorgeous weather outside on my off week of work. It's rained every week I've had off till now. It really is amazing how much the weather can affect one's mood. I'm in a slight funk as of recent, and hopefully I'll pull myself out of it. Crazy to feel so alone in life when you have so much to live for. I'm thinking tomorrow will be my low key day where I can hopefully find bookshelves for my room, look at some bikes (?), clean my room again, read, and maybe draw some and throw some (on my pottery wheel). Hopefully I will feel the motivation to get things done. Maybe I will break down and buy myself another camera.

Today was a day filled with briefly looking into bikes (I'm in the market and I fell in love with one that has a similar design to the one in the picture), helping with my parent's business by flaming acrylic mounts in the garage, babysitting youngsters, and a birthday dinner for Dave at the Cheesecake Factory following my Mario Party on the Wii. I then proceeded to eat my feelings at home (via that pistachio cheesecake), so I'm currently feeling pretty okay. My nephew was pretty funny today, which most 4 year olds are, telling me stories about a "Jeff" who lives in America, Utah, and eats chocolate covered pink ants he gets at the ant store for every meal, and about Caxon and Baxon finding fluffy and skinny cows to make blankets out of, but not here on Earth because then we would have no cows. And apparently there are some people here on Earth who sometimes DO eat cows. I couldn't make myself tell him that we were some of those people. During the whole babysitting experience we watched Monster House, then played "Throw the Turkey," where you know, we threw and caught a turkey, and throughout all of this I learned that my 9 month old niece can be endlessly entertained if she somehow comes across a simple blanket, which she will then roll around in giggling for hours. Up until this point I thought that she was hard to take care of because she does not stay still for one second, and is curious about everything...though to be fair she is the happiest baby I've ever seen.