why i like twitter.

just a snack-size of my favorites.

things i like.

people on the street who whistle along to church bells.

conan o'brien can't stop

that i still get concerned while walking past a certain restaurant that they will recognize me as the girl who worked one real shift and then disappeared.

summertime = good produce. i'll just start living off of fruit now. thanks.

outdoor concerts, outdoor movies, outdoor arts festivals, outdoor talking, outdoor reading...

extremely loud and incredibly close.
"i regret that it takes a life to learn how to live"
“songs are as sad as the listener.”
"sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living."

that my boss is currently singing along to the violent femmes.

not having to wear pants. take that as you will.

this song. forever and always.

 

hey, i've got nothing to do today but smile.

i like to make plans. i like to plan trips and plan out my weekend and know what i'm eating for dinner. i made plans with myself to go to a movie tonight, and it's going to take a lot to get me to break them. i like to plan out what i'll do in the future, which is why last summer i was so freaked out all the time, not knowing what i would be doing once the contract was up for my summer apartment.


but plans change. there was once, what seems like years ago, a thought of a plan for today. but instead, i'm going to work, and watch a woody allen movie, and listen to this song repeatedly. not for any particular reason, but just because i like it a lot.





"half of the time we're gone but we don't know where, and we don't know here."

preach S+G. preach.

snail.mail.

dear man head-banging while driving a moped,

you are my inspiration. keep on keeping on.

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dear automatic windows,

you are definitely broken. boo.

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dear whole foods,

i just discovered your lunch buffet. it seems safe to

 assume i'll be spending a LOT of time with you in the future.

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dear everyone,

i miss you. let's hang out.

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dear late nights,

i wish you were more conducive to my work schedule.

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dear phone,

i leave you on my bedroom floor a lot lately. sorry.

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dear sno cones,

why haven't i eaten one of you yet? call me.

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dear people i don't really talk to anymore,

i miss talking to you.

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dear invoices,

you ruin my monday AND my tuesday. that is all.

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dear flats,

pretty sure i'll never give you up for heels. i skip too much.

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dear hailey ann willie sweeten,

i can't wait to see your face.

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all year long, we wait for sun.

It's official. I love this summer. Here are some of the reasons why.


 - our porch. this is the first real porch i've ever had. we have director's chairs and pretty flower boxes and sammy, the waddling neighborhood cat. i spend so much time out there eating and reading and watching my neighbors' relationship possibly develop into a three-some. (it's confusing. we're all trying to figure it out) (and by we, i mean all my roommates. we stalk them throughout the day)


 - ashley has a fire-pit AND invented a new kind of s'more. it involves texas toast. intrigued right? also, i'm looking forward to re-creating the GIANT s'more that was originally made last summer. my sugar tolerance knows no bounds.


 - so many awesome weekends have already been had, and they only continue to improve. some examples -


the weekend we got henna tattoos.








and ate waffles.





or the weekend i spent with janiece (photos pending). we thrifted, had a pre-rapture celebration that included sushi and dancing at a beach-themed club (there was a cage. AND a pole), played at the park, hung out in coffee houses, ventured to ikea and provo, and ate a lot of gelato and cupcakes.


or the weekend where they re-opened the pond at liberty park. if you're familiar with gilmore girls, it was pretty much a stars hollow experience. there was a of cheering, a ribbon cutting ceremony, and even a band in the gazebo. even though it started to rain, it was pretty magical. this was also the weekend i made my first pizza, and learned what happens when you light dandelions on fire.




















this past week marked my first slurpee of the summer, first major bike-ride of the summer, the head and the heart/iron and wine concert, spending hours on the porch, burning my leg on a motorcycle (rookie mistake), getting attacked by the hair straighter kiosk at the mall, going to a screening of super 8 (looooved it), playing 4-square at FHE, a power-outage party, and so much neighbor stalking. it will conclude with a trip to southern utah with my family to visit my great-grandpa.


like i said. i love this summer. 

words i like.

http://totallyconfidentandcompletelyinsecure.wordpress.com/2011/03/17/dont-forget-to-remember/


wooooow. this is longish but amazing. and you don't even have to read it, i'm mainly posting it so i have it for always. people use words in ways i can't, but i love that. i love that people can so clearly translate thoughts into words. and not only that, but things that have seemed so abstract to me that i couldn't even put them into coherent thoughts. that's pretty amazing.


"When you fall hard for someone who’s wrong for you, when you make someone smile by looking at them, when you can tell someone needs a hug, when you know you’ve done something wrong by the way someone says hello, when you know you’ve done something right by the way someone kisses you, when you feel someone’s about to leave you, when you want to love someone back, when silence is loud, when yelling doesn’t make you flinch, when you can’t sleep, when you sleep through everything, or even when the power is absolutely balanced for a moment in time and you are both at the mercy of what will happen next and are both willing to find out what that is.

It’s everything in between everything else, and its stronger than all of it. And it’s the only reason we want anything, and it’s the reason we want to want nothing. It’s the only thing you will remember when you retrace the map that brought you here, and it’s the only thing you’ll remember when you track the mistakes that brought you here."

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