Freakin' Sweet!

So, today I got an email from a San Francisco guide that informed me that one of my pictures from The City is short listed for their August 2009 publication. Apparently, they just found it on my flickr account and voila! Short listed! How freaking rad is THAT?! Here's the picture:The set of 20 that I posted from that day can be found here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sojessica/sets/72157617919128098/

One Of Those Days.

Have you ever had one of those days where you wake up and everything kinda sucks? Like you get in a fight with your mother over a piece of cod. For reals. Fish. And then you can't seem to say anything right to a friend. As in, you tell him he needs to quit talking about himself so much just like he asked you to when he gets like that, but then it hurts his feelings. And then you cry over it because the last thing you want to do is ever hurt anyone's feelings.And that damn cod is hanging over your head like an anvil waiting to drop. So instead you just explode tears of frustration and regret for even opening your mouth today. Yeah. Those days suck. Luckily, tomorrow is a new day and I have every reason to expect that it will be a great one. I can feel something wonderful brewing on the horizon.

Gus Gus, Get Better Please... :(

Lao.

Nicknamed Laod and Obnoxious. But so, so cute!! And I don't even really like cats. But he doesn't make me sneeze. So, I love him.

Oldies But Goodies.

There really isn't anything more comforting than hanging out with old friends only to find that nothing feels different at all. Even after years and years of not talking to one another. They're like family. Really awesome family that you choose to be with instead of the family that you are forced to drive across the continental United States with in a station wagon one summer when you're twelve. And all you remember form the miserable trip was how you dad kept saying things like, "Imagine the buffalo on these plains grazing hundreds of years ago..." whilst driving through Wyoming and wanting to shoot yourself. I digress. Back to the point - old friends rock. Especially when they aren't just "old friends" anymore and they're back in your every day life. I love each and every one of them...

Girl's Night, aka Chicky Convention.

Fabulous girl's night at Amy's house tonight. Girl food:

Ugly. Ass. Cake.

One of the joys of living back at home is witnessing firsthand some of the things my dad does on a regular basis. For instance, he thought my mom would find this cake attractive, so he gifted it to her this evening for dessert. Awww, thanks for attempting to be cool, Dad!