burnt pancakes and dancing robots

the glorious road to the Land of No Cell Phones.

Stina and I after work. Apparently I ate something red.

this is my favorite bridge. it smells like a friendly bear.

kyle sporting the beanie i made him. it was my first Earflap constructing experience.

being creative at work.

smoke on the water.

this is a big pile of dirty snow.


so much has happened in my life in the last few days. and most of it constructed with a bunch of intangible knick-knacks and doodads. it all started off with my bank account, which looked about the same as anything resembling "emptiness". I had, to be exact, $8.84 to my name, and I was about to set forth on a long drive up to Hume Lake (6 hours one way). Gas being what it is, i freaked out and cried on the phone to my dad, saying i just didn't want to go and how i wouldnt have any fun and it was just so pointless. I went anyways, since I was solely responsible for transporting my sister and her two friends. I also wanted a friend to accompany me, so I asked around....and around. And around and around and around. 30 people later, I still had no one. The night before I left for Hume, I was browsing along on facebook and ended up talking to a friend who i hadnt seen in a year, since she was living in Seattle. Well, it ends up she had moved to Atascadero about a week ago, and, why, actually no, she wasn't doing anything this weekend, and yes, she ended up coming along.

The trip in its entirety deserves far more than a meager A+. Where my plans failed, God mercifully stepped in and didn't just fill in the holes, but rather swept them all aside and completely replaced them with His quirky perfect grace and love. Where my weaknesses exposed themselves, He covered them with His strength. What an incredible, marvelous, terrificalistic weekend!

Hume Lake is my home away from home. Every time I come back, I am thoroughly refreshed, and the longer I stay, the longer I want to stay. Two days into the trip, my sister lost the keys to the car. All of us secretly hoped we wouldn't actually find them, because we wanted to, you know, kind of live there forever. Alas, I am sad to report that we did, indeed, locate the keys and I am currently in Norco to prove it.

I recently quit my job, sort of on a whim, sort of in a "planned" kind of way. I didn't think I would be sad to leave, but as I am beginning to realize, I've really become attached to these kids. Especially the ones who started with me. They really spice up my life. I don't know what's next for me, but I have a long long long list of potential places to work and live. Most of them in California, and a few scattered across the US.

I dont have a car of my own. My laptop is getting old and doesn't work very well anymore. As previously mentioned, I am broke to the max. I don't know where I will be living in a month. In one week, I will no longer have any source of income. Student loans loom heavy. But I refuse to return to the inviting home of Mr. Stress, because although he will certainly embrace me with welcome arms, he will not be able to hold me up when i fall.


p.s. (pictured above are random pictures taken at hume in various seasons)