if i were a zombie, i'd never eat your brain. i'd just want your heart.

Happy Halloween!

(i'm more excited than i look)

potentially embarassing things that have recently come to my attention.

i sometimes find spoons lying around in my room or next to the couch. it finally occured to me that it's from me eating a spoonful of nutella and then abandoning the spoon.


i wave to people in an arking "pocahontas/wingapo" style.


i say "dope" to the point where it's no longer ironic.


i went to bed with my retainer in and when i woke up it was missing. i fully expected to find it in my bed somewhere or maybe on the ground (once in college i threw my retainer across the room in the middle of the night. hailey found it the next morning lying next to her bed) but it took me a full week to find it in the pocket of the ratty old hoodie i sleep in sometimes. (the embarassing part of that wasn't supposed to be that i still wear a retainer, though in hindsight, it's probably a good addition to the list)


probably 85% of the time i try to put on my cardigan when it's already buttoned up.

i'll never open my eyes again to see you walk away.

sometimes i'm just happy with the way things turn out.


sometimes i apply for college again and get really excited about it.


sometimes i'm sad that the sun goes down so early and start making plans for tropical winter vacations.


sometimes i'm due for a phone upgrade and consider being as cool as most people's grandparents by getting an iPhone.


sometimes i write a short blog post to kill time before i go to the St. Vincent concert.


sometimes i get concerned that the concert doesn't start till 10, and what this will mean for my productivity at work tomorrow.


sometimes it probably doesn't matter because i'm not always super productive anyway....

texts saved on my phone. part 6.

see more here.

I’m looking at pictures of Micheal Cera and drinking chocolate milk. Lamer.

That means a lot. I live vicariously through you more than anyone else.

It’s ok. We all have our strengths. Mine are more suited to virtual beat-downs. 

OMG. New Britney Spears leaked today. I have yet to hear it. 

I forget how awkward you are sometimes. 

These are the days we should definitely live in the same city and practice our bitter old women routine…just so we have it down when we get old. Next step is to live next door and wear coordinating shrugs and discuss how crappy things have gone since we were children… 

If we need to stage a 5 Gum boycott, I’m fully prepared to stand by you and recruit troops. Want me to make a FB page? 

Did you get knocked up?

We can pray the language barrier remains insurmountable.

Don’t use it to send me anthrax this time, ok? Or subscriptions to hustler.

There is a small pile of plaid cloth near your car. Possibly a shirt or boxer shorts. Please investigate further if you have time.  [i will say this was me querying my roommate. it was a shirt. i was disappointed]

Thanks for not saying, “it’s a date.” That always makes me feel awkward. (just like a real date)

Glad you made it safely and feel free to vomit on me any time. I’ll hold your hair back.

There is sunshine in my soul right now.

That girl does not know what is good for her. Namely: you. And squeeze-its.

“blowout sale of breast augmentations.” Worst wording in an ad ever. 

That is the perfect use of twitter. Quick. Easy. Informative.

I was trying to keep it g-rated for the cat’s ears in case he was around. He’s very sensitive you know.

It’s also discouraging. Kinda like only the guys who you don’t have interest in are the ones that like you. It’s like that, but with lesbians.

Scratch that. Kewl not cool.

more words i like.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12

cell-photo dump. part duex.

forewarning. none of these will look cool and vintagey (a la instagram) because my phone is older than a lot of people's cars.


enjoy!





our photo at sammy's (home of the cupcake shake), so happy, a lunchtime view





a delay on my drive home, sometimes i send pictures of my cross stitch efforts to my grandma...





the keeper of the bingo at my class reunion, first logan snocone of the summer, getting date outfit approval from my besty.





GIANT snail, sharpie tattoo i maybe wish was real.





another lunchtime view, travel-size nutella, how my boss likes to critique my move-in packets





my desk (now with the addition of surf robot and ron swanson), this was for two people...


forewarning #2. the rest of these are of my cat..





oskar at the humane society, oskar on lappy, oskar watching 30 rock





oskar helping me get ready, oskar sleeping during conference