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Ambien / t by austinoliver.

Some people using this medicine have engaged in activity such as driving, eating, or making phone calls and later have no memory of the activity. If this happens to you, stop and talk with your doctor about another treatment for your sleep disorder.

You may still feel sleepy the morning after taking it, especially the extended-release tablet. Wait at least 4 hours or until you are fully awake before you do anything that requires you to be awake and alert.

Ambien / t by austinoliver.

Some people using this medicine have engaged in activity such as driving, eating, or making phone calls and later have no memory of the activity. If this happens to you, stop and talk with your doctor about another treatment for your sleep disorder.

You may still feel sleepy the morning after taking it, especially the extended-release tablet. Wait at least 4 hours or until you are fully awake before you do anything that requires you to be awake and alert.

Sometimes I think about what it would be like to get paid to draw things all day and then I remember that that’s AN ACTUAL JOB.

Time to get on my horse & MAKE SOME STUFF

Started this because I thought it would be a fun illustration for a print ad I’m working on, but now I’m realizing it’s the wrong tone… I think I might finish it anyway because it’s been so much fun.

Started this because I thought it would be a fun illustration for a print ad I’m working on, but now I’m realizing it’s the wrong tone… I think I might finish it anyway because it’s been so much fun.

I just found this in my Photo Booth timeline. It looks like it’s from spring 2013, when I was living in the townhouse. I love this song and I really like how happy I look while singing it; I was only taking a few classes at the time and was mostly focused on spending as much time as possible lying on my deck in the sun. That was the best spring, I think.

Old type project I did for work, never uploaded it. Some Beyoncé lyrics, duh. Developed this custom typeface with a huge marker and some toothy paper, then scanned it in and arranged the letters in Photoshop.

Old type project I did for work, never uploaded it. Some Beyoncé lyrics, duh. Developed this custom typeface with a huge marker and some toothy paper, then scanned it in and arranged the letters in Photoshop.

austinoliver:

Kind of a bike town by Austin-Oliver on Flickr.

In the middle of a discussion yesterday I told someone that the thing I would remember the most about Eugene is biking in the sun; with a six-pack in one hand, with the sun on your shoulders, with friends laughing so hard that you all start to swerve a little bit in the bike lane. 
When I first arrived in Eugene, I took a night ride with two boys that eventually became some of my closest friends in college. (This was back before I was sure that I was even going to find friends that I liked or connected with on a deep emotional level. I was wrong, and these boys eventually showed me that, but I didn’t know it at the time.) We followed the most adventurous of our group into deep parts of Eugene that I still haven’t been able to pinpoint, three years later. It was dark and I was cold but I was certain that I wanted to take more midnight bike rides in this town. 
I’ve never had a long-term pet, but Free Spirit—the name written in groovy orange and yellow curls on the side of the heavy silver bike I’ve ridden all four years at school—will be someone I remember for the rest of my life.

austinoliver:

Kind of a bike town by Austin-Oliver on Flickr.

In the middle of a discussion yesterday I told someone that the thing I would remember the most about Eugene is biking in the sun; with a six-pack in one hand, with the sun on your shoulders, with friends laughing so hard that you all start to swerve a little bit in the bike lane. 

When I first arrived in Eugene, I took a night ride with two boys that eventually became some of my closest friends in college. (This was back before I was sure that I was even going to find friends that I liked or connected with on a deep emotional level. I was wrong, and these boys eventually showed me that, but I didn’t know it at the time.) We followed the most adventurous of our group into deep parts of Eugene that I still haven’t been able to pinpoint, three years later. It was dark and I was cold but I was certain that I wanted to take more midnight bike rides in this town. 

I’ve never had a long-term pet, but Free Spirit—the name written in groovy orange and yellow curls on the side of the heavy silver bike I’ve ridden all four years at school—will be someone I remember for the rest of my life.