Thanksgiving. 

We don't have Thanksgiving in Australia.  Not on the last Thursday of November, not any day.  We aren't like Canada who have their own Thanksgiving but on a different day.  Australia has no Thanksgiving at all.  I guess we are an ungrateful country.

Thanksgiving is one of my favorite things about living in America.  So this Thanksgiving, one of the things that i am most thankful for is Thanksgiving itself.

Busy times.  The company that I worked at in Pasadena was bought out by a bigger company in LA.  All of us Pasadinians have made the move over to the new place, and so far I am liking it.  I am the Marketing Coordinator here, and basically I plan campaigns for the company, in whatever form that i can think of.  I still do graphic design, my job description has just grown, that's all.

I have been really getting back into my photography lately, I have been experimenting with some new stuff, and so far I am getting really good responses from everyone.  I have put some of it up at the office just to make my desk look pretty, and 3 people from work have asked me if i would create something for them and they'd pay me.  I have been putting stuff together to see if I can sell some of it at some of the stores in Pasadena,  I'll let you know when I go.

Hi all.  It took me forever, but I made it!

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He walked towards us, head down, hand stuffed in his pockets.  "I am so bummed."
"Why?  What happened?"
He kicked at the ground, still looking down.  He had moved to Arizona a week ago, and had come back to California for the weekend to visit friends.  "I went to go see Brian, and I knocked on is bedroom window and asked him to let me in so i could say hi to him..."
"And?"
"Get this - he tells me he is in bed, but i can see him plain as day on his computer.  So I bang on the window and say - no, i can see you on your computer."
"What did he say?"
"He said to hang on a sec, and that he would come let me in.  And so i went to the door and waited out there for like 10 minutes."
"What happened?"
"He never came.  I went back to his window, and his lights were out and he was in bed."
"Oh that sucks.  How odd."
"Yeah, totally.  What is up with him?  That is so jacked."
I called Brian and relayed our friends story.
Brian sighed.  "What Chris neglected to tell you, is that he was banging on my window at 1.30 in the morning."

Bagels with Ben.

Sean and I were sitting in a quiet bagel store today for lunch.  We were just chatting about what our mornings had been like, when this guy came in and approached the counter (we were sitting at a table right by the counter).
"Sean!"  I whispered.  "Look.  Is that really him?"
Sean turned in his seat to look at the person I was talking about.  "I think so.  It looks exactly like him."
Everyone around us started whispering too.
The guy who seemed to be the subject of everyone's whispering proceeded to prder his bagel, and the girl serving him was giggling like a nervous mental patient.
"It is him.  Listen to his voice."
We saw Ben Affleck today.