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foto friday / Homegrown grapes = delicious
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\tab One of my co-workers had a birthday today and someone delivered homegrown grapes to her.
18 August 2008
Driver killed in crash had been texting
HIGHLAND — Authorities say a 16-year-old girl who died after losing control of her car had been texting on her cell phone moments before the accident.
Kayla Preuss, of Highland, was driving on the Interstate 10 Freeway in Redlands when she lost control of her car and crashed. She died of head injuries.
Authorities say Preuss had been driving drunk and was speeding. But another factor may have contributed to the crash.
Phone records show Preuss was texting just before the accident. Her cell phone, which was flipped open, was found resting on the floorboard by her feet.
Preuss’ mother Kelly said she hopes the accident will make other people think before texting and driving.
Personally, I think the more important thing is the DRIVING DRUNK AND SPEEDING part. Oh yes, I’m sure the texting didn’t help, but to blame that and not mention the DRIVING DRUNK AND SPEEDING is glossing over the whole point, don’t you think? Texting should not be the main focus of this article. The main focus should be:
- Teenage driver (age 16) was speeding.
- Teenage driver (age 16) was DRIVING DRUNK.
To me, anything else is besides the point.
Although I do wonder this: What were her last texts? And who was she texting?
Breelyn Siena
16 August 2008
Breelyn Siena
Originally uploaded by walelia
I met Breelyn within 24 hours of her birth. The youngest person I’ve ever met! She’s adorable, of course. Lots of hair. And tiny! 6lbs 3oz. Awwww! 🙂
foto friday / hot day
15 August 2008foto friday / Burrito at dinner
8 August 2008\tab\tab\tab\tab
\tab My dinner at La Fuente!
5 August 2008
Today was a weird day. Mostly in my head. I’m sure I was quite normal, if perhaps not as sunshiny as usual. Perhaps my sick day still lingered. Yes, perhaps that’s what it was. I felt oddly restless inside and I wanted nothing more than for the work day to end so that I could go home.
I’m not sure why I felt like tearing into something or screaming or crying. Hormones? An easy excuse but one I’ll not accept. I don’t usually get this way during those certain times of the month. So what was it? Maybe I’ll never know. I only hope sleep brings better dreams and rest.
unfinished stories
2 August 2008I’m going through my google docs, trying to find the beginning of a story to continue. Nothing is grabbing me. So do I start something new? Or toil on something for a bit until something clicks? Where is my inspiration?



