The funny thing about the end of this summer is how sad I am.

I'm a self proclaimed fall person. I love rain and wind and thunder. Fog fills me with glee. Dry, brown leaves are my favorite sight. I like sleeping late, drinking tea. I like halloween and thanksgiving and pumpkin pie.

But this year, I cant help but notice that I've been a bit more moody then usual. Maybe its because we had an unbelievable summer. We got to dance and laugh and play in the sun. It was hot and sticky and drunken. We got to top it off with an incredible weekend of Cirque du Soleil and Beerfest.

Beerfest devestated me, by the way. Slept for 16 hours afterwards, wished for death when I woke up and SOMEHOW completely ruined my back for 3 days.

best. day. ever.

So with all that fun, maybe I'm just worried that the winter wont be as much fun. I also struggle with friend connections. I'm really, really bad at skyping with the friends I already have and I cant be bothered to make new friends outside of work, other then my twin and soulmate, Becca Grace. Seriously, we're pretty similar. Its uncanny.

What it boils down to, is I need a hobby. Something to fill approximatly 10 hours a week, get me out of the house and helps me feel fufilled. Any suggestions? Before you answer, I'm desperatly clumsy and stick people are the extent of my artistic talent. I'm also scared of big crowds of strangers and other women. And bugs, reptiles and small dogs.

Maybe just send me a giant bubble and I'll roll around town, making a name for myself.



Bubble Girl



P.S Hipstamatic??

The funny thing about the end of this summer is how sad I am.

I'm a self proclaimed fall person. I love rain and wind and thunder. Fog fills me with glee. Dry, brown leaves are my favorite sight. I like sleeping late, drinking tea. I like halloween and thanksgiving and pumpkin pie.

But this year, I cant help but notice that I've been a bit more moody then usual. Maybe its because we had an unbelievable summer. We got to dance and laugh and play in the sun. It was hot and sticky and drunken. We got to top it off with an incredible weekend of Cirque du Soleil and Beerfest.

Beerfest devestated me, by the way. Slept for 16 hours afterwards, wished for death when I woke up and SOMEHOW completely ruined my back for 3 days.

best. day. ever.

So with all that fun, maybe I'm just worried that the winter wont be as much fun. I also struggle with friend connections. I'm really, really bad at skyping with the friends I already have and I cant be bothered to make new friends outside of work, other then my twin and soulmate, Becca Grace. Seriously, we're pretty similar. Its uncanny.

What it boils down to, is I need a hobby. Something to fill approximatly 10 hours a week, get me out of the house and helps me feel fufilled. Any suggestions? Before you answer, I'm desperatly clumsy and stick people are the extent of my artistic talent. I'm also scared of big crowds of strangers and other women. And bugs, reptiles and small dogs.

Maybe just send me a giant bubble and I'll roll around town, making a name for myself.



Bubble Girl



P.S Hipstamatic??