we grew up in spite of it.

currently - looking up nutella-based recipes. i finally gave in and bought some yesterday. i won't divulge how much of it is already gone. (although, to be fair, i did take it to a party in an effort to not eat the whole jar by myself)

also i feel like i am finally ready to discuss with you (you? who do i think i'm talking to? mainly myself...) the complete and utter commotion a single week can bring. in the course of one week, not many weeks ago, i bought my first car, got a real job, became single, and had one of my bestest friends move a bike's ride away (assuming i'm the kind of person who frequently bikes long distances. it seems safe to assume from my nutella consumption that i am not) i made it through that historical week more or less in one piece, and even came away with a steady paycheck (boo....yah)

i bring this up because another epic week is about to descend. nay, has already descended. the weekend began with festivities of the halloween type (which is possibly my favorite holiday. christmas is also a close contender, perhaps only for the repeated listenings of Christmas Don't Be Late). tomorrow is sufjan day, where my being will finally finally be assailed with the live musical stylings that so far i have been able to glimpse only via youtube. [also, this may one day be remembered as the first time i attempted to kidnap a musician] this week also marks my 23rd year of life. i plan on celebrating with dinosaur cake and new shoes. november 5th is v is for vendetta party day (masks may be worn) and the very next day i get to reunite with some of my favorite idaho people in one of my favorite idaho places. (i will sometimes admit to a certain fondness for the tiny town in which i grew up).

so for now i'm sitting and wearing my old man socks and waiting for the greatness to truly begin. (simultaneously, i'm dreading the early morning which i must suffer at work in order to go to the aforementioned concert)

and if anyone is in the market for some nutella croissants you know where to find me. (hopefully not literally....'cause that's borderline creepy)

the end.

wait!

a photo of my family for brother's birthday. precious.

ok. really the end.

texts saved on my phone**

You should ditch. No one is there to keep you but your conscience and you lost that a long time ago.

Some?! I ate the whole box in one sitting. The next couple hours will be filled with a light sugar coma and should help pass the time.

This has turned into the most uncomfortable class of my life. Including the time my professor made us all practice saying penis.

What is your first thought when you have a bad day? Mine is, “I need more BEP!”

You don’t happen to have a cupcake with my name on it do you?...not literally…it’s an expression.

I read your facebook status. So are you wearing your metal ones? And they broke while you were making out didn’t they?

I’m watching super grover and thinking of you.

You know you have your bike in the back of your car right?

When they open it up the eyes of God will be staring at them…I left a Book of Mormon in it.

Well I better get back to class – I have to be a dancing pumpkin.

Hahaha…Stalker Mike took his “girlfriend” to see them. He doesn’t think she appreciates his generosity. Nine year-olds usually don’t….

I’m watching two boxelder bugs mate. They have absolutely no inhibitions.

I’m still waiting to hear back from Elizabeth Smart about being the first to text her…

I must say this is a fabulous piece of couture.

Yeah…all of her pics screamed lonesome, cleavage and crucifix…strange combo…

Not sparkling eggnog though, I’m not crazy you know.

Ok awesome like have fun and stuff

Tetris rat bracelets

*disclaimer. i totally stole this from her.

*i also feel i should mention that this first edition contains texts that are at least a year old.

a scissor runner stole my heart.

i don't really like to blog when i'm unhappy, because i'm not in the business of depressing people.

so i'll just say the last week has had aspects of good and great, but also has been pretty crap-awful.

here are some pictures from last weekend.

the end.

coco

do i even need to explain why he's so great?



also, i'm pretty sure this is the 5th conan video i've posted on my blog.

i don't even feel bad.

dust bowl dance.

today has been a day of rain, patsy cline, too many cookies, and doing just about anything to avoid folding my laundry.

other things of note.

i finally got my sufjan ticket, i am officially tired of sleeping on a mattress on the floor (i feel like i should be starring in a 90's music video), and i have misplaced my favorite earrings.

also, i found this site, entitled Bookshelf Porn, which truly lives up to it's name.

and finally, in my grand tradition, some pretty pictures.

all found here