January 2010
19 posts
December 2009
30 posts
glass half full.
I like to think I’m an optimist. I make a valiant effort to hope for the best & look at the brightside. I root for people & their happiness, as well as my own. I appreciate & embrace change with the hope that it is for the better. on the other hand, I consider myself a realist. I know that the world & its inhabitants are bound to let you down. so where does this conflict...
the meaning of life.
I have spent the better part of my evening in my mama’s bed, which happens to be one of my favorite places. our individual reading on opposite sides of the mattress quickly met in the middle & morphed into unexpected, yet usual conversation ranging from my love of cereal to her hitchhiking ex-boyfriend to the greatness of mustard [we like food in this house] & back again. I adore my...
confessions of a secret html junkie.
I just realized that my new tumblr theme is extremely reminiscent of one of my old myspace layouts. I guess my core is & always will be covered in tiny pink hearts, dressed in a shade of baby blue. and arial size 8 will always be my font of choice.
note: I’m not sure whether to call it irony or coincidence, but the theme is definitely called “familiar?”.
formspringity spring. →
today’s accomplishment. take advantage.
inspired by @kissalyssa.
a real page turner.
my intention was to read all day. to make a solid dent in the brick of a book that is Harry Potter & The Order of The Phoenix. however I have an infallible tendency to fall asleep when I read. this would have been fine if I hadn’t ended up sleeping my entire day away. at one point in my 4 hour slumber, I dreamt that I woke up a few times, read some more, and dozed off again. that is not...
nothing says christmas like pirated movies.
I swore I would never pay to see a twilight movie again & now I don’t have to!
this is silly.
I can’t sleep because I am weighing the pros & cons of brunette-ism. a mental debate that has led to a photographic walk down memory lane. and I’m still not settled.
brb;shavingmyhead.
pressing matters.
I have officially infiltrated my former room. it’s odd to think that I will be living out of suitcases for the next month. so here I sit, sweatpants clad & coke zero sippin’. contemplating which part of my life I should revamp first. or if I should put my makeover off until tomorrow & curl up with harry potter instead.
the latter is definitely in the lead. as soon as the...
if I could bottle happiness.
today I am officially obsessed with my life. I mean, I’m usually a pretty big fan of it, but today I am a steadfast groupie for my own state of being. I woke up at 7:11 (not to be mistaken for the convenience store, which would take this in an entirely different direction) & for the first time in months I had absolutely zero commitments or obligations. I could literally do anything I...
thanks for nothin' jack.
“I decided to drink whiskey every night until I got better, aand then I got a pneumonia.” entertaining eavesdropping at its finest.
identity crisis.
there has been an unexpected, unsettling shift in my universe. I’m not sure how to process and move forward, yet I am obsessing over exactly that. my thoughts are fluttering. brain bats and butterflies. or is that my just my heart beating? cause and effect.
happy birthday.
I have very few memories of you, but I will always have this new one. Thank you for watching over me. I have no doubt that you will continue to do so for the rest of my life & that connection to you is more than I could ever ask for. All my love to you & the ladies, I hope they check in every once in a while too.
highlight.
what’s the difference between santa claus & tiger woods? santa stops after three hos.
HA. thank baby jesus for perez hilton.
sweet tooth.
today I dreamed that 6 of my teeth fell out. it was unsettling to say the least. after further investigation I have discovered a link between my subconscious & my elliptically-effected weak ankles. also my fear of falling down the stairs is becoming more irrational by the minute.
in other mental note news: I’m running low on splenda.
xoxo
I’m currently sitting within 20 ft. of a guy I made out with a little over a year ago. we have not acknowledged each other. little does he know that he was notch number 1 on my kissing through college tour. he has a serious girlfriend now while I, on the other hand, have kept on kissin’. you would think semi-awkward encounters like this would deter me from semi-regular, semi-random...
“I’ll never rely on common knowledge. or common denominators. or even...”
– Josh Kilmer-Purcell
stressuccess.
I’m not sure where this day went. I lost track somewhere between cursing the CSU system for my overcrowded campus and my 3 hours of mindless CSI Las Vegas watching. Its been quite a day. I haven’t even had the brain capacity to realize or celebrate the fact that it is friday, the doorway into the weekend, because of the ever-present to do list currently invading my mind and obstructing...