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| it's officially my last day of work here at camp. and my last tejas project is complete. it was very challenging, but very fun. and now, i'd like to show it off. i'd never done much in flash before, all i really knew was how to make rollover buttons. but now...well, check it out:
http://camptejas.org/tejas/flashmaps
quote of the whatever:
"dude, i have pockets"
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| it had to happen some time.
when i bought my car, it wasn't really
what i wanted, and i didn't really like it. but there was one thing
that i loved about it: it was MINE. i named her penny. a little over a
year ago, i made the final payment on penny, and at that point she
became legally mine-all-mine. (before, she belonged to the ibm credit
union.) i remember the joy of making that final payment, the excitement
of receiving the title in the mail. it was...i don't know what. there's
really nothing like paying off a car.
and she was a good car. i
mean, she had her problems, but come on, she is 10 years old. she
always got me where i needed to go, though. and, being that i had lived
without her for a while, i appreciated having my own wheels-my freedom.
i knew the wheelless life, begging for rides from people. so penny was
always available to take the wheelless where they needed to go, too.
but,
in 19 days and some hours, i will be going somewhere that penny can't
take me. and so, i have sold her. my sister bought her, so she'll stay
in the family. however, legally, she is no longer mine. we transferred
the title on friday. claire won't take possession till this weekend, so
i have a few last days with penny, even though she no longer belongs to
me.
thanks, penny, for four years of faithful service. i'll never forget you!
quote of the whatever:
"you and me, we used to be together, every day together, always..." | | |
| as you can tell from the top of my page, the time for me to leave is fast approaching. my list of things to buy grows shorter and my list of things to pack grows longer. my plane ticket is paid for, and on it's way to being in my hands. most of the time i am just full of excitement. but there are times when i get very sad. not that i'm sad to be leaving my country. it's sad to be leaving my people. sometimes it doesn't seem like a reality, i'm sure you know what i mean. i know this is going to happen and i'm waiting for it to happen, but something inside me doesn't really believe that it will happen or that it can happen. i watch these video clips of people working on doulos and i wish i was there right now. but somehow i can't really believe that i can be there. i am very much looking forward to being there, in the netherlands, on the ship, in all those other countries. but i am DREADING saying goodbye. some people, like melissa and my other friends from college, i've gotten used to not seeing anymore, so i'm kind of okay with leaving them (don't read anything into that, i'm saying just that i'm used to not seeing them, not that i don't care about them or want them out of my life). but then there are others that i am used to seeing regularly and one friend particularly that i've gotten used to seeing more of in the past few months. how do we say goodbye?
quote of the whatever:
i might be on to something with that blue hair. | | |
| i know i'm the one who always tells people they need to update every week, but it's been a month since i last had time to do this! what do i do all the time? i'm not really sure. i can't exactly think of anything i've accomplished lately. just working and getting ready to leave...
i took rodgers to the congress bridge in austin to watch the bats fly out last saturday night. it was pretty cool. i did not get any good pictures though. very sad. guess that means we'll have to go back. from where we were watching them we could see where the good places to take pictures of them would be, so next time, we'll go to the right place.
quote of the whatever:
"i happen to have no dress in my cabin"
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