I seriously have not gotten out of my pajamas in the last 3 days. You think I'm exagerating. I'm not. I'll get up, do school work, then take a shower and get into more pajamas. It's pathetic, but honestly, I'm not getting dressed up for nothing. Pa-sha.

This morning I had toast with peanut butter and

jam. It's quite delicious. You have to mix the

jam in with the peanut butter, so it looks pretty

gross, but it's oh so good. I was thinking, I do

that sometimes, that jam is way better than jelly,

and I'll tell you why.

Jelly is just jello in a jar. It's so obvious. You just take the y off and add an o and you have jello. Jelly is just jello in a jar. It's gross cause it's chunky and it doesn't spread right. There may always be room for jello, but not on toast.


I'm in a predicament. I want to come home next week after we go to Utah this weekend because it is the last week Amiee will be here. However Dad is going to be gone for one or two nights next week. And as we all know, at night our normal American home turns into a huge Victorian haunted house with creepy trees outside and eerie weather. Yeah- I don't really want to stay here by myself at night.

Well, I better get to school. I have to pack for tomorrow sometime today, and I prefer to read until the wee hours of the morning, not pack until then.

Just a side note.

I usually write about the monotanous things that happen in my life. Today, however, there is absolutely nothing to report on. So I am adding a picture I created. -Cath

Soap, funds, gum, lagarithms and more.

Phantom Soap.

Our beloved Bath and Body Works has let me down. The so called "moisterizing" hand soap does a better job of repairing the fact that you don't have a stain on your shirt than repairing your skin. No matter how hard you try, and how succesfull you think you are in not getting the soap on your clothes you always do. I've actually ruined at least one shirt by using this soap. Big dissapointment.

I was serious.

In case you didn't think I was serious, I do actually have a "Wicked" fund. And this time I am not taking the money out to spend on crud that won't last any longer than the actual musical, not counting the timeless memories that come with it. I currently have $18.43 in the fund. Thanks to all who donated. Oh wait...

Unwanted Gum.

Since the death gum epidemic scare, I have been trying to find ways of getting rid of the gum I bought without actually throwing it away. I have found one very effective way- pawning it off on your friends. One person actually asked for a piece, then another already had gum of a bright green color. This brings me to the conclusion that the gum incident photos have leaked onto the internet sommmehow...
Judging by the color of Curtis' gum, I'd stake all $18.43 in my Wicked fund and one movie ticket to any movie of your choice at a Regal theater that it was apple flavored. No reports yet on whether the gum was sour or regular apple. More on the gum front later.

Equations and Logarithms.

Over the last few days my meals have consisted of quesidillas and easy mac. This has has brought me to some new realizations, which then turned into equations.

For instance:

S+C=QM

Where S stands for starch, C stands for cheese, and QM stands for quick meal.

This equation includes the before mentioned foods, plus things like cheese and crackers, grilled cheese etc. This then branched out to more complicated equations and logarithms (almost).

Observe:

Mt+S+V+x=M

Where Mt stands for meat, S stands for starch, V stands for vegatables, and x is a variable, meaning it could stand for anything from fruit slices to sauces.

This could go on forever. I'll let you use your imagination.

Anticipated.

I'm sure everyone has been waiting for my review of Indiana Jones before they go to see it, so here it is. If you are creeped out easily by bugs, don't see this movie. Well, actually that's not completely true. It was wierd. There's no other word for it. It is freaky too. And pretty funny. So I guess there is more than one word to describe it. Huh. I actually had a paper cup in my hand during one part and got so freaked out that I crushed it. Luckily there was no more Sprite it it. That would have been bad.

Guilty of glares.

I saw Prince Caspian again. It was equally as good as the first time, however the experience was pretty crappy. We had to sit in the second row because all the seats behind were taken. It took about a half an hour for my eyes to adjust. Why do they even make seats so far up? Whoever started that should be shot- or fired- or maybe given a good talkin-to.

Jasper.

This is for Deon. This is the guy who plays Jasper in Twilight. Oh my good gravy. To quote Glinda "He couldn't be handsomer."

Edmund.

Reports are in that Edmund is the new Narnia heart-throb. Ok, so me a Krista decided. Just look at this picture. How cool is that? I'll tell you. Very.

Count.

I've counted, and I now have 19 soundtracks. I wanted to make a collage. So I did.

Last and least.

Yesterday I went to Home Depot with Mom and Dad. I know you're going to be astonished so sit down now. They paid $20 for a sack of crap. Now I'm not questioning thier taste. I meant literally. THE worst smelling bag I've ever smelt of fertilizer. I couldn't breathe, and it wasn't voluntary. My body really wouldn't let me. I think it was telling me "I'd rather die than breathe in that reekage." I actually walked on the other side of the isle than the cart because I didn't even want to be near it. I didn't put a picture with this one. I think you can tell why.

Breaking gum news.

Gives you good breath, or gives you death?

So, in case you are sitting on the edge of your seat wondering "What happened with the gum?" You are in luck. I just so happen to have some news about it. It makes me sick. I mean that literally. I was chewing a piece yesterday and my stomach started to hurt. I spit it out, unalarmed, and thinking that it was just because I was hungry, Little did I know that a few hours later, while chewing another piece of the suspected "gum" that it would make me sick again. So in other words: Unlike the soundtrack to Prince Caspian, I do not recomend picking a pack of doublemint gum up at your local grocery store--unless you have already tried it and it has no affect. Then your safe. Now the problem is that I have an almost full (minus two sticks) pack of gum that no one is ever going to want. I guess I'll just have to suffer through.

Today's events.

Onto the next order of business. I am going to see Indiana Jones today with dad. Sounds promising, I just hope there isn't the nasty fake gore like in Jones' previous films. That stuff is gross. I can handle it though. I just hope a broken hip isn't in the plot.

Epiphany.

Big Fish is officially one of my favorite movies. I think it is great. Ewan McGregor is, in my opinion, is way up on the list of really good actors. He can make you laugh when he wants you to laugh, or cry-- well I actually don't know that. The actor who plays his son, Billy Crudup (that name just cracks me up) is the one who can make you cry actually. Anyway, great movie with an entire cast of great actors. I used this poster, though it's not the original, because this is one of my favorite parts- well not the fact that he gets beat up, but that the girl totally rejects the jerk she was engaged to. It pretty much starts off the best part of the movie.

August.

All I have to say is "OH BUDDY!" I am too exited for words, though my blatent writing style may not reflect it, or my exterior mood for that matter. My point is that there are three things happening in August that may change my life forever. In a good way.

"Breaking Dawn" is shining it's rays over the horizon. (Get it? Now that was clever.)

Talk about the most anticipated book ever (well, at least by me). I am so excited for this book I can't even express. I think I might start a countdown to it. I think it's like 69 days 'til then. Next post....

Oh the joys of riding the rides that make you want to wet your pants, the food that you know will give you a stomach ache- later, and the simple pleasure of being in the "happiest place on earth". It truly is. I present: Disneyland.

If I've said it before, I'll say it again, though I don't think I've said it before: I am going to die if I don't get to see "Wicked". Truly, my heart will break and I will die. Ok, maybe that's an exageration, but you get the point. I really want to see *Wicked, and we are going in- you guessed it- August.

So, as you can see, this August is going to be the greatest month of my life. I could die happy, well not right now, it would have to be in September, and before school starts again, so maybe late August?

So before I get too far into planning the exact timing of my un-timely death, I have one last thing to mention. Well actually I don't because I can't remember. It was important. I'm sure of it. So while your on the edge of your seat I'll sign off reminding you to check back tomorrow, or maybe Monday, I don't work on the weekends, this was just kind of a fluke, for more of your local (or all about Catherine) news.

*If you would like to donate to the "Send Catherine to see Wicked" fund, I take checks or large bills. Or small bills if there are a lot of them. No credit cards, unless they are under my name. That would be quite acceptable.

Superficial but fun news.

So, I got the soundtrack to Prince Caspian last night. The music is really good, and contrary to a former comment made by myself, it is not just like the first movie soundtrack. I recommend it, especially the tracks:

"The Door in the Air"

"The Call" (by Regina Spektor)

and "This is Home" (by Switchfoot)

I haven't listened to the whole thing yet, but what I have is uncommonly pleasant.

Betsy gave me this book last night for graduating. Well technically I haven't graduated, but that's not the point. She said it's really good, and it "didn't change her life". That's a longs story. Anyway...

As one of you may know, I dyed my hair the other day. For those of you freaking out that my BEAUTIFUL dark blond hair is gone, no worries, it's only temporary. I don't think anyones really noticed the change though, so obviously it's not that big of a change. It was to me, but I do look in the mirror everyday and know my own face and hair pretty well.

And last but not least, I bought some doublemint gum yesterday, and was a little concerned when I opened a piece and it looked like there was mold growing all over it. My shock came all of the sudden, but vanished just as quickly when I realized it was just the green mint in the gum. Just to let you know, the packaging for the popular gum has been changed to a much more convenient little case that closes so you don't have sticks of gum all over your purse and/or car when it topples over.

I almost spelled blog, bolg.

Today I am going to Red Robin. It should be good.-----

I figure I am not going to explain about myself because anyone would read this knows me. But there are a few things I want make sure everyone knows.

My dream car is a BMW 3 series-----

I love Twilight, no matter how dorky I sound. I would totally put the link to the movie trailer here if I knew how.

I love BYU's Divine Comedy.

And finally, I look more like this---

I mean, other than my profile picture.