Daisy Bateman

Month: March 2005

Since I’m doing pictures

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Miss Marple Originally uploaded by Daisyj. I finally managed to ambush my cat. She may never trust me again.(Note the tasteful disarray of obects on the table- intentional, of course.)

More car

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Inside Originally uploaded by Daisyj. Here’s the interior. At some point I’m going to learn how to put two pictures into one post.

The Car

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Outside Originally uploaded by Daisyj. Here it is, the car I am about to be spending my next month in, more or less. Pretty nice, huh?

Things To Do After I Leave

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I’ve been thinking about things I want to do on this trip, and I thought I would post some of them as a list here. Because it’s just not a vacation without bullet points. – Gamble in Las Vegas – Eat at a buffet in same – Hike in the Grand Canyon – Look at … Read more

Things To Do Before I Leave

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There are a few things I have to do to get ready for this trip. Here are the ones I can remember at the moment: 1. Get maps2. Find sleeping bags for my brother and his friend3. Clean the litterbox4. Clean the birdcage5. Practice driving the car, at least once6. My taxes7. Remember all of … Read more

Ridiculous Expenditures

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I’ve been preparing for this trip in the way I prepare for (or recover from) pretty much anything: by shopping. For the most part it’s nothing too exciting- some warm-weather clothing, an expandable bag for things I pick up on the way. And then I bought a swimsuit. Well, you say, that doesn’t sound too … Read more

Schedule

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It’s t-minus eleven days and I think I have a general idea of what my schedule is going to be. Some of it is kind of ambiguous; for days when I’m in transit between stops I plan to just spend the night wherever I fid a motel that doesn’t look like it would attract too … Read more

Whoa

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I just realized that I’m leaving on this trip in less than two weeks. I feel like I should be doing something about that.

Things are shaping up

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Woohoo! The car issue is finally settled. Not only does my brother want to drive it back, he wants to use his car (a giant, cushy boat of a Mercury Grand Marquis, if you can believe it. He’s twenty-one). There was a brief moment of uncertainty when it seemed that he wanted to leave from … Read more