Why you should be jealous. Brought to you by Photobooth.

Of me. Not really. I'm pretty sure I'm the only person who thinks so, but here's why:

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I have only the most attractive men hanging on my bedroom walls. 

I recently discovered that I still have my Titanic poster from '97, which, even though I wasn't allowed to see until 2 years later, I was very much convinced was the greatest movie of all time. Apparently I'm good at judging movies before having any clue what they were about, however I did think it was a cruise ship.

I also added to my poster collection tonight with 2 very epic inspirational posters. Which were together $1. Score. My life will now be twice as motivated after seeing these when I get out of bed.

I have the most fantastic tennis attire out of anyone I know. It include goodwill shades and a sweatband from the '80s. So if you and I ever play tennis, don't be surprised if people are staring at me admirably. It's not your fault.

My boobs are so tiny they could be classified as man boobs. Therefore I don't have to deal with creeps staring at them. I also have no butt. How are you NOT green with envy right now?

aaannd I get to see my polar bear tomorrow who was brave enough to chase a bear off last week. I must make a point to not comment on his weight though, he just recently found out that he has a thyroid problem...

So yeah...my life is pretty much cooler than everyone else's.  

WHAT? AMY IS POSTING SOMETHING?

Why yes, yes I am. The summer has been ridiculous, but a good ridiculous. I'm working a few jobs, including an internship AND taking an online class, which at the moment I am so very behind on. I'm interning with a wedding photographer and so far it's fantastic. I'm loving it, because instead of working my butt off on stuff I don't want to do and then get a letter grade back for, I actually get paid money. Thus, my motivation is high and I'm much busier and happier than I was this past semester. June was lovely, I caught up with wonderful friends back home, started my jobs, and took plenty of pictures. The best weekend yet was this past one, when I got to spend it in Chapel Hill with my best friends of 9 years. I took a ton of photos, but they all ended up being of the food we ate. And the food was delish. Here's a summary:

First we made brownies and drank wine.

Then we melted sugar and made salted caramel.

It ended up being awesome.

Then we got coffee. It didn't taste very good. 

But then I stirred it up and it was tasty.

And they had cool cups.

And Sarah showed up!

And then we talked about boobs?

 Then we made black bean burgers with avocado and sweet potato fries. With more wine.

And then it looked kinda like this.

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And then we watched this really attractive silver fox on TV. And drank more wine.

And then we got cupcakes and gelato from Sugarland.

And put the caramel on brownies.

And then made a really big breakfast before we left on sunday.

And then we watched this and drank more wine.

Writing this is making me have a food baby. At least we ran once.