i never said thank you for that.

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my top 5 weekly countdown.

events:
1. the golden get-down. we threw a party for mallorys 21st birthday.
2. dropping my brand new ipod in a glass of water. it completely broke, but miraculously healed itself. almost still brand new.
3. receiving my itinerary for a ny thanksgiving.
4. getting ditched by 7 men. okay that one goes back a little bit, but still deserves credit.
5. byu game.
...can i add bill getting a facebook? unfortunately, father, im going to have to deny your friendship request.

conversations:
1. the man at red lobster who told me he'd been to atlanta once and had "helped a negro woman in tears." hello utah county.
2. the man who followed me to my car at the mall. "excuse me mam. if i give you gas money, would you mind taking me home? i live just up the hill in the mountains there." mind you, the county's bus transfer point is in the mall parking lot. rapist?
3. max hall at the pizza factory. add austin collie-hottie and dennis pitta too.
4. some dudes who are apparently famous. joshua james and ruru. okay not conversations, per se, but voice mail tag. oh the perks of the newspaper biz.
5. the silent one that didnt happen.

campaign slogans (we're trying to get involved with our community):
1. Barack Osama-4-President?
2. Save the Babes...Mamas-4-NObama!
3. John McCAN! President 2008.
4. Barack IN-SEIN Obama-4-President?
5. McCain...BOMB OBAMA!

i think that's an adequate summary.

i cannot wait for:
1. thursday. greys. halloween party--barack osama. (do we think thats funny?)
2. friday. no work. halloween party--ballerina.
3. saturday. why not.
4. thanksgiving break.
5. uncle johns birthday. :)

its a big girl world.

i have that writing feeling.
and i might die soon.

ok, that was overly dramatic. but seriously, i think i should start biking again. my car has turned against me.

take sunday, for example. and keep in mind my gas line was hardly on "E." ill skip the whole car nearly dying on me part and jump straight to when i had to dodge the stop sign (everyone always tells me stopping wastes more gas). lies. because when i did that, i pulled out right in front of a truck and in deadly timing, lost all acceleration. however, some little miracle called combustion must have occurred to give trooper that perfect jolt out of the truck's way and into the gas station. filled 'er on up...you bet i did.

ok so remember how i live with hood rats and peeping toms? well for like the past 2 weeks there has been a smiths cart in mine and taylors backyard (we claim the area behind our windows). and come on...really? like take your freaking cart back. anyways, erika and i took some initiative and moved the cart out to the walkway, stopped it with rocks, and attached the sign. then some hoe-bags came along later and ripped-up our signs and moved the cart back. i think not.




step 2. taylor comes in.

so we put this out and within like an hour some chicks put up some sign about us moving it back and having sexy pants. yeah, i know. maybe they're our creepers.

in the end, we moved the cart up to the second floor.

and they moved it back down.

we're currently planning our next plan of attack.

sure, itd make more sense for us to just take the cart back to smiths ourselves, but we are an apartment based on principle...and these girls need some.

no wonder we havent made a friend.

ok i know i look rough in these photos. ut in my defense, i was up at 845 on a saturday morning...and it was snowing. i get credit for standing.
so heres me showing off my new headband

side note: with the help of erika, im learning to take sweet photos with my camera. be on the look-out.

well heres to another novel. you people tell me to blog, but you send me no love...and i need some acknowledgment...thats all im saying.

i love you people and miss most of you too.

ok fine. heres my first attempts at photography.

stay away from juliet.

is it just me, or are these pre-established questions way more fun than story-telling sagas?

Here are the questions--1 word answers:
1. Where is your cell phone? Desk.

2. Where is your significant other? Coming.
3. Your hair color? Blondddde!

4. Your mother? Comical.
5. Your father? Bill.
6. Your favorite thing? Dancing.
7. Your dream last night? Clueless.
8. Your dream/goal? Europe/Africa.
9. The room you're in? Bedroom.
10. Your hobby? Shopping.

11. Your fear? Stalker.
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? RangeRover.
13. Where were you last night? Spark.
14. What you're not? Frugal.
15. One of your wish-list items? Lasik.

16. Where you grew up? Georgia.
17. The last thing you did? Ponytail.

18. What are you wearing? Work.

19. Your TV? Remote-less.

20. Your pet? Right.
21. Your computer? Visa ;)
22. Your mood? Anxious.
23. Missing someone? Always.
24. Your car? HOT.
25. Something you're not wearing? Make-up.
26. Favorite store? Clothing.
27. Your summer? Ideal.

28. Love someone? Jesus.
29. Your favorite color? Yellow.
30. When is the last time you laughed? Car.
31. Last time you cried? 27Dresses.

despite what i said, im still going to rant on. SO.

yesterday i nearly killed a man. an innocent wal-mart shopper of a man. hes in the parking lot and im driving a car...but really im just eating my peanut butter twix. erika screams, i slam on my brakes. lots of screeching. poor man.

it was lindsays birthday yesterday as well. 22 years old. how 'bout that. we went to this new place in provo called spark. its fabulous. its a mocktail bar, and there are like 2 tables in the whole place. the rest of seating is couches and little chairs and an upstairs loft. dark lighting, pretty dress. totally my scene. this is where id love to have my picture, but that didnt quite work out. so, scroll back up, and instead of focusing on my double chin, focus on my cotton candy shirley temple. how cute!

ok more forthcoming.