Opthacular Spectacular

And now, in typically Davie St. fashion, a bunch of random photographs that are a little too large, leave you confused, having still no idea of what my life here in Phoenix is like, and feeling - frankly - a little empty inside.

Liza drove me here, or something like that. Welcome to AZ!

David took us apartment shopping and to In N Out Burger on our first day here.

Now I'm living with him and haven't been back since.

I get to make my own orange juice from the fruit trees in the back yard. I did it this morning! But this photo is from a few weeks ago. I've never felt so handy in the kitchen before. And it tastes like liquid awesome.

As the delightful Kati Jo commented, "Look at you, boi! You're a student teacher... only five years after being a 'real' teacher."

This one time, I ate dinner on the back porch while talking with Liza on the phone. And I took this photo while talking with her just to prove what an awesome multitasker I and/or my phone am/is/are. Also, to prove that though I moved across the continent, I still look the same.

This is a photo of me with one of my classmates. The doughnut and the pointer finger are incidental. I took this photo to text it to the boy that I'm seeing because it turns out that he used to be romantically involved with her. Like seven years ago. Apparently Phoenix is like one of those small town high schools where everyone has gonorrhea.

I have a Taiwanese friend named Andy. He knows where to go for good beef noodle soup.

Also, he is wicked cute.

Currently pouring over

the lyrics of Ryan Adams