In lighter less rambling news, I am now technically employed. If you have been keeping up you may recall a long dramatic post on this here blog about me delivering newspapers for my brother. If you haven't read it here is a LINK to it. That post was from the days that this was still yeaheyethoughtso. I wear odd socks now though.
ANYWAY. It is a good job only two to three hours work for $31 dollars. Consider the fact that I have never had a steady job before EVER and you will notice that I can appreciate the money.
The first time I did the job my bag broke, I got many paper cuts, my mp3 ran out of battery and I was in a miserable mood. This time my bag remained intact, I only got three paper cuts, two of which I hardly notice, I listen to Cd's on a Walkman now, my Walkman. . . ran out of battery but I remained in a good mood.!
Enough idiotic rambling, miss odd socks, get to the pictures you took on the job.
Rural silhouette on a random red Ute. I thought it was cool.
Sitting on a Lake Road mailbox, one broken key. I thought it was cool and I couldn't help but wonder like crazy how they had broken it, how they had managed after it broke and why was it on their mailbox?
I only took these pictures with my phone camera and I am no photographer so you can't even tell that the rock like splodge beside the tree is, in fact, a porcelain chicken.
These are my most favorite flowers ever. Who knew Gray street, the newspaper deprived street from hell, had such wonderful flowers? . . . Shut up I'm allowed to be feminine!
If you can't read it, there is writing on the mailbox that says 'our family rules'. Made me smile. Check out the expertly folded newspaper sticking out of it. Whoever delivered that is a total pro.
I think their solar power made their mailbox shy. Look it's hiding! It's OK little mailbox I just want to give you a newspaper.