Day 31/365 - first month done!

Paw prints in the snow. Dozens over the porch.

Day 30/365

Today.

Day 29/365 - January 29

Day 28/365

Day 27/365

Day 26/365 - January 26th

The warmest day in awhile. It rained later, but
it was really gorgeous for awhile there.

Day 25/365 - January 25th

I have seen actual newspapers in this stand once.
I'm not sure what the means. Either A: it's a good
thing because people are getting all of the papers
so early, or B: nobody ever took them so we don't
get them at all anymore.
Start spreading the news!

Day 24/365

I usually stare at the clock during the last couple
hours of my shifts at work. Today, a little girl
came in from the laundromat and brought this
with her so she could listen to music. We listened to
it together, and read teen-bop magazines and it
was awesome. She's a regular. It was fun.

Day 23/365

Day 22/365 -January 22, 2010

Day 21/365 - January 21, 2010

I wake up with this collage in my window every day.

Day 20/365 - January 20, 2010

Day 19/365

I'm exercising now. This is in the back of
the first exercise/health magazine I got.

Day 18/365 - January 18th, 2010

My favourite place in the entire school.

I can almost guarantee I will never run
into anybody down there. Glorious and
quiet and small and perfect.

Day 17/365 - January 17th, 2010

Why sleep on the floor, or a couch, or any of the
beds in a house when there's a perfectly good,
cold, wet bathtub to lounge around in?

Day 16/365

Saturday shopping day. New semester means

I complain about all my clothes. This is what I
tried on, I didn't buy all of it. But I got enough.
I'm cheap, but god I spend a lot of money.

Day 15/365

This is my work. No, I do not work with blood donors.
That is slushie mix. Most comes in powder, but we have
two that are liquid, and this one looks like blood and stinks.
Kind of like seeing a hot dog being made, right?

Day 14/365 - January 14th, 2010

Day 13/365

Happy Bunny. Seriously, this was the one of the greatest
things to come out of my grade nine year. And it might end
up being one of those things that people look back at like
"why was that funny? why did I have Happy Bunny breath
mints?" Note, I said maybe. I highly doubt that "you suck and
that's sad" will ever get old. Wait, a Happy Bunny Sudoku book?

Day 12/365

Workout. It's not a resolution because resolutions
never end well. This is my playlist for when I'm responsible
for myself. Seriously, that Eminem song really pumps it up.
I've worked out two days this week. We shall see how long it lasts.
But I'll always have this playlist.

Day 11/365 - January 11th, 2010

My mother enjoys baking. Her mother did, too. I've
started getting into it. My mom made this last night.
She showed me how to roll out the crust because she
knows I'll be doing it too one day.

Day 10/365 - January 10th, 2010

School starts up again this week. I can guarantee
that every day I get up, I will look at this closet and
still say "I have nothing to wear."

Day 9/365

This was my late night (mid-day, actually) double-
picture feature show. Reservoir Dogs and the RHPS.
Both had very abrupt endings. One was good, as in,
legitimately good. The other was good, as in, people
are obsessed with it. I had never seen either before.
Tim Roth equals amazing, he was so good. Quentin Tarantino
is amazing. I might not end up at midnight showings of RHPS
every weekend, knowing all the lines, but I really kind of want
to dress up as Magenta for Hallowe'en...

Day 8/365

Exactly unique? No. I have a already posted a picture
from the set of this show. Today, I went there, stood
outside, waiting for somebody (Ernie Grunwald) to come
out so I could see him/get a picture. He didn't come out.
I took this picture with freezing fingers to kill time. I
left my number with the craft services people, they said
they'd get around to him on set and see if I could meet him later.
That wouldn't be such a bad picture to put on here. But until
then, that's all I got. Apparently, he's very nice.

Day 7/365

My mother has a theory that the government purposely
makes it as hard as they can to get student loans because
they really don't want to give away their money. It's true.
My education, and as an extension, my life revolves
around filling out these forms every year. I applied
for a student loan in May. It's now January, and they just
sent me more forms to fill out to get the money. After
February, they don't even process the forms anymore.
Frustrating. I hope nobody wonders why college
students get depressed.

Day 6/365

A small, local theatre here plays less popular, more artsy films.
Tonight, I saw Capitalism. It was sold out, completely full. It
got two rounds of applause at the end. It was sad. It was
funny. I love Michael Moore so I loved this, but knowing
about everything portrayed in this film is sad. My country
wasn't the focus, but I don't want to be next to that country.
I want the change. And one point of the film that Moore had
was really personal to me; why do the poor majority let the
rich majority treat them so badly? Because we're holding out
hope that we will be the rich ones ourselves someday.
So true. And really very good.

Day 5/365

Oh, trust me: I do. But it has nothing to do with you.
Anybody who works with money knows how disgusting
and dirty your hands can get really quickly. I don't care if you
catch anything from me. But when you sneeze on your money
and then hand it to me, I care about catching something from you.
Hand sanitizer is a cashier's BFF.

Day 4/364

This TV show is filming a couple of minutes from me.
I filled out the application to be an extra on it.
So did my mom. Neither of us got called for it, but just
the fact that it exists so near us is so cool. Four different
buildings have been changed into something for the show.
A girl I know said "our entire town is fake now."
I can't wait until it airs.

Day 3/365

This door has a heart-on for me.
I'm sure there's a message in this, about how I've been
working in the same place for seven months
and today was the first time I noticed this metal heart.
To me, it's just pretty.

Day 2/365

This man comes into work every once in awhile. He's really nice.
I'm fairly certain he lives in the seniors home next door, because
he's always walking. He's deaf. The times he's in the store are the
quietest times of my life. I don't know if he can read lips, or
hear just a bit, but I never speak to him. I don't say hi or bye,
I just wave. I feel like if he can't talk, I shouldn't either.

Day 1/365

Ladies and Gentlemen, my New Years is spent
with a Criminal Minds marathon. From morning
through the afternoon right up until bed; I think
I had seen most of them, and recently, but this
show is so good, that doesn't matter.

What is It? I just heard about this myself. "Project 365." Take a picture every day for a year and post it here.
Why? I was looking for a way to remember a decade. Then I heard about this. Remember the days, remember the year, then remember the decade. I'm not a photographer. I have no idea what I'll be taking pictures of or how good they'll be. I'm sure most of the time, it will be boring. That's me. And this will be my year.