lost in my mind.

a bunch of mostly unrelated things.


 - i had a seriously awesome two weeks with janiece. we taaaalked and laughed and played with my roommates and ate. and ate. and ate and ate and ate. i've now sampled many more of salt lake's restaurants and it might be a couple weeks before my pants fit right again. bring on the skirts! (good thing they're required at work..)


 - hanging with J made me realize one of the good/bad things about being a "grown-up." the more people i meet, it seems like the more people i end up missing. i realize that this phenomenon is amplified now, as my move from cache valley separated me from a lot of people. and i just wish i could get all the people i love in one place. wouldn't that be great? i'm working on it. i hope to accomplish it around the same time i stop putting "grown-up" in quotation marks.


- this video is incred.   ...ible. also, it kind of relates to the above topic. look at me, making connections. also, if you care to know, i'm rather obsessed with 'the head & the heart' right now. i even bought their cd. the actual cd. from a music store. right!?





 - in the past two days i have been told that i remind people of pheobe from friends, april ludgate from parks and rec, and flo from the progressive insurance commercials. i'm choosing to see the positive aspects of all those personas.


 - i bought a yoga mat today and i'm really excited to watch it gather dust in the corner of my room.


 - i'm signing out now to go read or cross-stitch. yeeeep. party like it's 1999!

crosby, nash, and fallon.

happy friday!

texts saved on my phone. part 4.

part 1, 2, 3

Night mormon girl!

‘police responded to a report of a child who was throwing toys at his parent. Police advised the parent on some parenting strategies.’ Oh how I love the statesman.

For serious. Go tap that right now! (why do I think I’m black all of a sudden?) 

My only hesistation comes from marriage-phobia, so…also black lacy is one of my favorite kinds of lacy.

I may have already told you this, but I might accidentally become a jehovah’s witness simply because I can’t tell the sweet old ladies no.

Does anyone care if I tentatively reserve the living room for Friday night? I’m planning a make-out session.

Well I just fell off an 8 ton anchor, saved my camera from sure destruction and sustained multiple injuries. There was blood.

Darn it all to heck.

You should come. We could have a synchronized puking day.

Oh I have stories for you. Now that I’m not married I guess I wear a sign that says touch me inappropriately.

Good deal you can get a new phone and still have money left over for beers.

TITANIC IN 3D IN 2012! Holy crap. I’m so damn excited.

Or a mango. (sidebar. My dad thought that he bought a mango the other day. But it had the consistency of a potato.)                           - we still don't know what he bought...

Than being gnawed to death by a pack of feral ceramic cats?

Uh. Your dad is texting me?

Hold up. A dancing penguin?! I hope you made out with him!

Well your birthday was yesterday…I think that warrants at least one poor long term decision.

Wow. A fat cowboy on a longboard. That’s not something you see every day.

avett + smith

janiece is asleep on the air mattress on my floor and i'm listening to this over and over again through my old purple headphones.

i'm just second hand news.

i have become the person who sits at her desk eating goldfish crackers (straight from bag to mouth) and looks at pictures of puppies while listening to fleetwood mac. it's the second item that concerns me the most. (if you can believe it)


i'm kind of terrified that i'm going to accidentally bring home a puppy one of these days.

the fact that i'm posting random pictures of animals on my blog shows you how serious the problem has gotten. i'm looking into support groups...

my grandma's puppy, punky. we have a bond.

weekend update.

lately my weekends have been out of the ordinarily good. i would like to think it's because i'm just that awesome, but i think it's largely due to the super nice weather (i kind of have a thing for being outside. especially because i feel like it validates the possibly boring things i might be doing, like reading or knitting or watching parks and rec on my computer. doing those things inside...you might be lame. sitting on the porch doing them...you're probably cool. or elderly. either way.)


i have a bunch of weekend pictures i plan on posting, but no promises on when that will happen, because this girl is coming to stay with me for two weeks!



(you can tell we're best friends because we unintentionally matched)


and i couldn't be more thrilled.



(pictures from janiece's sister's mission farewell in february)

cell-phone photo dump.

this is exactly what it sounds like. because what else am i going to do with these?


also, these first ones are preeetty old.



brother's giant sundae, a signature from sully from when i worked at hastings, walmart mishap.



buick siting!, how brit and i survived history of contemporary photography.



the walk home from class, springtime on campus, sometime last summer. i'm almost certain i sent it with the caption "happy bracelet arm."



free cotton candy, there was a squirrel here i promise, yessssss!



my boss loves me. and he didn't waste any of these post-its.



one of the few nice days in april.



photo scavenger hunt, one of the best things i've ever read in malad's paper.



i prefer eating ice-cream out of my conan mug, this was wierd.



my desk, my drawer, (i don't mess around when it comes to snacks)

coachella, part two.

last time, on lacy's blog....


when last we left them, lacy and ashley had just finished the second day of their coachella experience. let's see what they're up to now...


day 2 - settling in.
acts seen - trampled by turtles, the tallest man on earth, cage the elephant, jenny & johnny, the new pornographers, bright eyes, mumford & sons, arcade fire


saturday started off awesomely. firstly because our night's sleep was at least 13 times better than the first night and secondly because we made a trip to the craft tent, where we made some pretty kick-ass fans.





we made some lunch, chatted with our neighbors, and were treated to the previously mentioned underwear dancing before we headed over to the venue for our first show of the day, trampled by turtles.





um, wow. they were the first show of the day on the main stage, so they started out with a smaller crowd. soon, their mad banjo-ing had drawn over an impressive audience. (there were a lot more people behind these ones...just so you know)



we spent the rest of the day on the festival grounds watching amazing music, eating minute-maid treats, dancing, and watching the crap out of people.

the tallest man on earth.

highlights:

• getting to take a shower!...at 6 am.
• "who laminated these?" in regards to my setlists.
• the "holy crap" effect of so many acts that day. trampled by turtles, tallest man, bright eyes, mumford, arcade fire...
• our thought that getting to the front of mumford & sons would be easy. we were still successful, despite the crowd swarm.
• a team of skywriters wrote out this really long string of song lyrics (and kind of distracted from cage the elephant's set...) the crowd audibly booed when they realized it was for lady gaga. words are only partially pictured here...

• "oh....wow. ....the trombone really does it for me" girl in crowd
• this photobomb while waiting for mumford.

• our neighbors doing a beer bong at 2:30 in the morning. (and being considerate enough to invite us. party!)
• same neighbors having a drum circle till 6 am. and hearing everyone complain about it the next morning.

day 4 - rocking. it.

acts seen - good old war, jack's mannequin, city and colour, jimmy eat world, best coast, the national, the strokes, neon trees

by the third day we were owning this festival. our routine was down and we had mastered the arts of sneaking in food, staying hydrated and tanning instead of burning.



good old war. we couldn't decide whether to go see them or not (they were the first act of the day and 11 seemed early..) but i'm so pleased we did. they were incredible.



the national and best coast.



leaving the venue for the last time. it was a pretty sad moment.



glow swings.


highlights.

• almost falling asleep in the shower line after finding out they opened an hour later than normal.
• deciding to get hotdogs for lunch. (i get a craving like once a year) the cart was farther away than other food venues we had been frequenting, and the trek back to the car was nearly the end of our lives.
• seeking shade under the car, like this guy.

• my high school self being overjoyed during Jimmy Eat World.
• "if you haven't seen Best Coast before, you're unfamiliar with my awkward banter." Best Coast singer, Bethany Cosentino
• the drug circle in the audience before The National.
• ashley using her cheerleading skills to rescue a crowd-surfer.
• glowstick dancing with strangers during The Strokes.
• "i need to get my shit together...i'll just yell generic things. do you believe in love?" Strokes singer, Julian Casablancas.
• the dance moves of Neon Trees.
• "i just had to tell you, you guys are really cool" guy after seeing our dance skills during Neon Trees.
• realizing Kanye West really does think of himself as a pharoah. reaction, "really?!"
• our final glide on the glow swings.

the last night was a little sad, but mostly we were on a music high. the next morning the wind woke us up at 6, and after we had packed up the car like seasoned pros, we made our way out of california. the drive home had some notable experiences, including my first time gambling, crying from laughing in the line for a rollercoaster (which caused the attendant to ask ashley if she was all right), and some really really loud singing.

so there you have it. five amazing days in two lengthy blog posts. next year i'll post one picture for each day and call it good.

coachella, take one.

well it's been nearly two weeks, but i finally have time to blog about the magic of Coachella. it's hard for me to accurately describe it, because it was so amazing. like, easily one of the best weekends of my whole life. (maybe that's overdramatic, but i'm serious. also, welcome to me..)


day 1 - road tripping
the majority of our first day was spent driving, driving. we stopped in vegas for an h&m/fro-yo break. (i have a love/hate relationship with the phrase fro-yo...) we knew we were close when we saw the windmills.





we had to wait in a pretty epic line to get into the car-camping area. they searched every car to make sure no one went over the "case of beer per person" limit. this turned out to mean that everyone got drunk off their ass in line, so as not to be over that limit. we watched drunk people do shadow-puppet shows, dance around, and yell a lot. this got us preeeetty excited to see everyone try to set up their tents and it turned out to be an excellent prequel for the rest of the night.





i didn't actually get a picture of our campsite (fail) but these were our neighbors...with ashley's car on the left.





and here's our "street"





we set up our camp in record time and spent the next little while patting ourselves on the back. we ventured around the campgrounds and familiarized ourselves with the general store, showers, food vendors, and roller-rink.





we decided to set up our camp chairs in the "street" to watch the extreme partying that was quickly escalating all around us. one set of neighbors had the same idea and we bonded over mocking everyone else. we were thusly dubbed the "porch people" by the canadians across the street. 


highlights of the day included:

• "it seems like they'll pretty much kick you in the face if you get it wrong" me, concerned about putting my wristband on incorrectly.
• changing into shorts.
• a girl getting pissed when we couldn't locate her friend carlos.
• "this is no place for a turtle..." shroomed-out canadian.
• another canadian playing the same note on a melodica for probably an hour
• the guy who kept walking past doing a chewy impression.
• being offered shrooms (guess who from?)
• walking in on a drunk guy peeing...and he didn't even notice.
• everyone being so joyful about the impending weekend. 

day 2 - it begins.

acts seen - the drums, cee lo green, cold war kids, sleigh bells, brandon flowers, black keys, kings of leon

the first real day of the festival is kind of a blur. it was probably a combination of the heat and the very minimal amount of sleep we got (tents provide a surprisingly low amount of noise blockage.) all the bands we saw were really good, with the exception of cee lo, who was angry about being late, and ended up getting cut off in the middle of a song. also, i'm just guessing the kings of leon were good, because i was in some sort of coma by then. i was later informed they had fireworks during their set...and i hadn't even noticed.

highlights included

• the black key's set, which was amazing.
• the girl wearing a thong bikini and charging $1 a spank. yeeep. we got to see one lucky customer. i would have taken a picture, but i didn't think i'd ever want to look at it again.
• "COACHELLA!" "it's SIX in the morning" (a conversation heard outside our tent)
• trying to fall asleep during the chemical brothers, during which there were inexplicable horse whinnies. (this was acted out the next afternoon by a still-drunk canadian neighbor. he danced around in his underwear)
• these guys

ummm. wow. this is getting really long. i think i'll do the rest of a weekend in a separate post. if you made it to the end of this one...congrats! i'll give you some shrooms later.