abby vanduker, 20, oklahoma

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my poor baby accidentally got into my parents’ much larger dog’s pain meds.

after forcing him to vomit most of it up, he’s still a little miserable and loopy ragdoll. 
it’s going to be a long night for mama. poor little thing.

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i’m awfully creative / unpredictable with my usernames.
so much silly social networking.

hi. lying around in a hotel room in tulsa with my dad drinking wine and listening to hysterical roy d. mercer tapes + an acoustic recording of collide by howie day while we should both be sleeping (marathon in the morning, but i’m not running due to my stress fractures- waah).

and you?

about to leave for ben folds and the oklahoma city philharmonic

ahhhhhh

okay bye

Hiked for a bit this-afternoon. The weather through the days has been near perfect for northern Colorado in late October; reaching the mid-fifties and not too terrible windy aside from the occasional heavy gust down the mountain.

Great Grandma and I drove up from Greeley on Saturday morning after stopping in at Vern’s for my usual French toast, and my throat is finally healing. I wish I could afford to take a week off to fly up here every time I get another round of tonsillitis which is far too common anyhow.

Life up here is so terribly simple. Wake up early, put wood on the fire and pour a cup of coffee, step outside in the biting morning air to watch the deer and have a smoke, cook breakfast, snuggle up by the fire with a book (The Shining for me), have lunch at noon, spend the afternoon hiking or off-roading or picking up groceries at the local supermarket or splitting wood or shooting BBs (I put some in a can from 50m today!), cook and eat dinner with the family, wind down with another cup of coffee, maybe a glass of wine or beer and watching ball games on television, and slip under a heated blanket for sleep. and I love it, I couldn’t possibly imagine a better escape from the rest of the world.

xxxx

twenty-three days, and this is where i’ll be. climbing the foothills of the rockies to spend a few days enveloped in them, with only coffee, a fireplace, chilly october mornings and nights in unfamiliar, lonely bars, days spent running and getting lost on deadman mountain, all with cameras other than my iphone. i need it, all of it. i need out of this place.

anyway; i’m still here. still breathing. still struggling with the idea of placing any bit of my life out for the public eye (aside from twitter). still awaiting the end of the nba lockout and the new iphone on tuesday. still snuggling up with my puppy every chance i get. still drinking entirely too much coffee.
focusing on running, eating healthy, friends, my studies, new found love of yoga, finding other sources to get my basketball fix from, and love.

xxxxxxx

usefulguilt / by: lifeofgenius

just got home from work at four in the morning. nappy before i have to be awake, fixed up and on my way to work in four hours..the things i do for moola moola.