Sorry about the wait. I know how it feels to have to wait forever for a website to update. This picture is of Dante's Divine Comedy, if you catch my drift.

Speaking of websites, I just wanted to let everyone know how much I truly despise facebook. I never get any posts or emails, and when I do, it's like "You've been invited" to something stupid. But, I guess I'll survive. Don't worry, I'm not talking about any of you, don't get all worried.

I thought this painting was pretty. I was actually looking for "Twilight" like the books, but this will do. Anyway, I found out that my sisters are planning on having a twilight party without me. Excuse me for wondering, but I thought that was ix-nayed when the movie release date was moved. Fine, I'll have a party by myself. With myself.

Speaking of movies, I went to Kammie's house the other day and watched the Hulk. It was just as good as the first time. I've decided to call the hulk the "Green Eyed Man." Get it? Like that one song, except not. I'm so clever.

Two nights ago, I woke up when I heard a clatter... well I don't think you would call it a clatter, it was more like Velcro coming undone, and a thump of a bunch of socks, because that's exactly what it was. My sock holder thing that was in my closet was so chuck full of socks, that it finally came down. I wonder why things like that always happen when you're asleep. Anyway, I decided I needed to get rid of some of my socks. There was just one problem, and those who know me would understand, I have a hard time letting go of things. In fact, I remember where most of the socks came from. Anyway, I decided that I needed to look on the Internet for some good ideas to make sock crafts. It could be fun. I don't know how I'll feel about cutting up socks or gluing stuff to them though. The truth is that I probably won't use them for anything anyway. Oh well.

The other night I went to a Priest and Laurel activity. I'll be the first to admit that I am no longer a laurel. OK, that doesn't make sense. The point is, that I wasn't actually supposed to be there, I just went to set up. But then there were only like 10 kids who showed up, and I knew all of them really well, plus the fact that when I tried to leave, they all started crying. Ha ha, just kidding, about the crying anyway. But I stayed and it was fun. It was Harry Potter themed, so needless to say, the team I was on crushed everyone else in the trivia competition. Me and these two other kids on my team had all read the books... a lot. Anyway, I don't know if it was fair that we were on the same team, but it was fun. I felt like a huge dork though, because I actually did know a lot of the answers. Like "What was the first password they used in the first book to get into the common room?" Do you know?

All my Halloween dreams have been crushed. I REALLY wanted to do something for Halloween because I wanted to be a cowgirl, but there's nothing to do. So I told mom we should go to Provo, but she has meetings on Friday. We'd never make it in time.

I got to spend $500 on candy the other day. But look at this picture. Are they trying to poison kids or something? There are three mismatched pieces of candy in this picture. Can you find them? It shouldn't be that hard because I circled them, so your time's up. Anyway, they don't belong.

I have to return two books to the library today. I don't like checking them out though anymore. I have a fine. Over a dollar. I can't believe it. Do they track you down if you leave the state?

The other day while picking out some pumpkins at the grocery store. Actually it was after I picked them out and payed for them, I saw a big suburban that said "Was Me Please", written in the dust. First I thought "real original" then I realized there was no h on the end of was. So I came to the conclusion that they were trying to say "Waste me please", referencing the fact that they no longer liked their car, and wanted someone to ram into it, in turn getting insurance money, and putting toward a new car. They couldn't actually write "waste" because if they did, the insurance company would see and charge the owner of the parked car for the accident. I found out their secret though. It's a good thing for them that I'm not a cop.

As promised... or not, I went to see High School Musical 3 in theaters on the opening day. I know, some may thinks it's cheesy, but I don't care. I thought it was the best thing since... High School Musical 1! And no, I'm not being sarcastic, I really did love both of them. Actually all of them. In fact, I bought the soundtrack on the way home from the movie. I would have gotten it earlier, but I have this thing, where i don't want to get it until I see the movie, so nothing gives away anything. I have all the soundtracks now, plus it gave me a free ringtone. I know, right? I must admit, this 3rd movie was the best. Talk about every girls dream.

And while I'm on the subject of Zac Efron, I just wanted to post this website:

http://www.17againmovie.com/

Talk about funny. And just to let you know, I was super excited to see this movie BEFORE this hilarious trailer. I saw a "making of" a long time ago and was excited, now I'm even more so. Go watch this. You won't be disappointed.

"I'm a princess, and princesses don't get sick."

I'm sick. I don't like being sick. It's... unpleasant. So anyway, I didn't go to work today. I'm way too awake though. I slept in until 10, then took a 3 hour nap this afternoon, so I decided that I'd catch up on my blogging.

I got a coupon the other day for bath and body works stuff. So I went in and realized the coupon wasn't good until the next day. I bought some anyway. They were on sale... and I'm weak. I got moonlight path for mom because she lost hers, then wild honeysuckle for me. Mom then told me she had found hers earlier in the week and felt guilty taking it, so she gave it to me. She's so nice. I am pretty devastated though because I found out that you can't buy two of my favorite fragrances even online. Puh huh. There are a bunch of others though, plus when I bought the two the other day they gave me ANOTHER coupon. I LOVE coupons. He he he.

Speaking of work, the other day I was on hold with Qwest... again, and they have this recording that goes something like this: "We know your time is valuable and we thank you for holding. A representative will be with you as quickly as possible." What I don't think they realize is that something like that just makes me angry. What it sounds like to me is: "We know we're wasting your time, but we're not going to go any faster, just to make you angry."

Then, I was on the phone with HP later... again. After spending over an hour with them earlier figuring out the fax machine, and them putting in an order for a "print head", it started working fine. So I called again, with the order number in hand to cancel the order. It took 20 minutes. And then, guess what came in the mail the other day. AN UN-NEEDED PRINT HEAD. Twenty minutes of my life...

We were watching "Designed to Sell" tonight. One of my least favorite shows, p.s., and at the end they show you how they spent the money. So, the host asked the designer to "break it down". Well, you may not think this was funny, but I instantly thought of the designer starting to break dance. I started laughing.

I was thinking of the logo for State Farm the other day. "Like a good neighbor, state farm is there." I thought, for me at least, a good neighbor would leave me alone. Then I thought of people like Amy and Kathy, and thought again.

Oh my good gravy. 14 days left. I am so excited, though it's split with Twilight (tee hee hee) which is coming out next month. But I must say, Zac Efron is super cool. And really good looking. I hate to say cute, or hot. I don't know why. It's like when you say cute, it's a kid, or when you say hot it reminds me of saying "Hhhhhot." If that's makes sense.

I have been reading a lot lately. And I especially like this author named Shannon Hale. I've read four of her books and am starting a fifth. I am kind of sad though, because this is the last novel, besides children's novels of hers I haven't read yet. Anyway, I went on her website and found out that she's Mormon. I was so excited that I ran and told mom. Anyway, I am now asking my 3-4 readers a favor. If you have any suggestions for books, I'd much appreciate it. I am running out of new books to read.

I'm a dork... I know.

This morning I had to wake up at 6:15. I haven't woken up that early since... well it's been a long time. I had to go to work. Then I got sick. I blame it on the early morning. So, I have decided, for the good of my health, not to wake up early ever again.

I just finished reading the third fablehaven book. It was definately a good one. I read the second one, which ended with the person that was going to save the day being suspected of treason. Oh dear. I have to say though, I was on the edge of my seat, wondering how Kendra and Seth were going to save Fablehaven this time. Geesh, that was a close one.

As I was saying earlier, I had to get up hecka early. The up-side is that my boss and co-worker lady took me out to breakfast. In fact they took me out to dinner last night, breakfast this morning, and lunch today. Yikes-a. It was good. I got a small omelette this morning, which was wierd because I usually don't like eggs, then I got a sandwich for lunch. After last night I was more careful when choosing. And I'll tell you why:

Last night I got a fagita at the mexican restaurant. Apparantly I ordered a "fajita burrito". You have to say it really fast with a mexican accent. It sounds cool. Anyway, though it was delicious, it was ENORMOUS. I am telling you, it was huge. Imagine an enchilada, the kind my mom makes are really good, so imagine those ones, and times that by 4. Then there was the rice and beans. It's a good thing I didn't have chips beforehand, but I still only ate half of it. It was embarrasing because even my boss, who is a man, got something that was the same size or smaller. Then the other lady we were with got something much smaller. So, they called it a burrito when they brought it over. In my head I was thinking "Oh please don't let that be mine." And then of course it was.

Our waiter at the restaurant looked really familiar. Then I realized he looks exactly like Michael Welch, a rising star, who will be playing Mike Newton in the heavily anticipated upcoming film "Twilight" (See later in post). The only difference was that he was Mexican. Observe-

Earlier I was thinking, "I want a kimono". Then I saw this picture and thougth "Maybe not." Though it's beautiful, I really don't think that many people could pull it off. I am no exception.

I know I'm a geek, but I watched the new Twilight trailer and all I can say is "tee hee hee". I am so psyched. He he. I haven't been this excited since Harry Potter, which just makes me look like even more or a dork. Well if you don't like it... then uh... too bad. EAT THAT!

"Imagine a building contractor..."

Just to let you know, I am sacrificing precious math time to do this. The funny thing is, I almost feel more guilty not blogging than doing math. I should probably get my priorities straight.











The other night I went "Happy Fun Night". It was pretty fun. I did wear shoes you couldn't play volleyball in, so I had to go barefoot. I probably got some disease. I still get the heebly jeeblies just thinking about it. Kammie went with me, and, ignoring my persistant "Let's just go home."s, convinced me it would be fun. It was, though I kept looking like an idiot because I could never serve correctly on the first try. Luckily they gave you three chances. I am usually pretty good at serving, looks like it was just luck.






Yesterday I was bored, not for lack of stuff to do, mostly because I didn't want to do the things I should have been doing, and am now suffering the consequenses. A.k.a. having to do math today, and having to clean and organize my bathroom tomorrow. Anyway, (see how distracted I get), I decided that I wanted to make an angel food cake. And despite Alton Brown's "intermediate" rating on how do make it, and his 25 minute prep time, it took me three hours, and 24 eggs. I know. I actually had to blend sugar, so it was super fine, but still not powdered sugar, then crack and separate 24 eggs (I only needed 12, it just ended up this way after I ruined the first batch), and sift the flour mixture into the egg mixture WHILE hand mixing it. I ended up holding the sifter handle in my mouth while I poured and mixed. It would have been really embarrassing if someone had walked in. It was actually really good in the end though.



This is our forerunner. Ok, it's not. Ours is black and older, and didn't get it's own photo shoot. So the other night, I was driving my friends around. You see Amiee and Kammie were both here, and then Krista and Jennie were there too. I never thought I'd be reduced to tears by my own friends. Ok, so they didn't actually make me cry, but I did do a lot of yelling. They didn't listen.






I got a job, and part of that job is having to find out how much it would cost to put an add on the radio. So, I called the local radio stations, and of course, they couldn't give me any information that I could use unless I had information for them, which I didn't. I thought my dad was the king of analagies. I was wrong. This one guy I was talking to gave me three in our 5 minute conversation. He was telling me over and over again how he couldn't tell me how much it would cost until I had more information. I wanted to shoot myself. I kept on saying "OK, I'll get more information-" "Imagine a car salesman..." "I understand, I'll get back to you with more-" "Imagine a building contractor..." "So how long are your commercials?" "They are 30 and 60 seconds. Imagine a toilet paper roll..."


A couple of weeks ago dad asked me to make a remembrance scrap book for the stake president for the trek. I said I would and so we got the stuff that week. i got a 30 page scrap book done in about 8 days. No small feat my friend. I am actually pretty proud of it though. I kind of want to keep it, but that would be silly because first off we made it for him, and second, I didn't actually go on the trek. So... yeah.






I am so excited. I am getting a king size bed. Ok, so we're not actually buying one, but we are putting the two twin beds together to make one. How cool is that? I'll tell you- very. I am even trying to get mom to let me write "Celery" on my bedspread like in this picture I saw on the internet. I guess it must be the new thing.








Today has been a good day. If you want to know more about why, you'll have to call me because I don't know who read this and I don't want to embarrass myself.









And lastly. On my way home from church every sunday, I see this funeral home. As I drive past, I always have a double-take moment. Because everytime, I'm sure it says "Martin's funerals and ceramics." I start wondering "why the heck would you want to buy ceramics from a place where they prepare dead bodies?" Then I look again and see that it really says "Martin's funerals and cremations." That clears it up quite a bit, though makes it no less creepy. I didn't find a picture of a coffin, because honestly I didn't want to look for one. You never know what people are going to put on the internet these days.

Don't judge me, I was tired when I wrote this.

And I would have gotten away with it too if it wasn't for you lousy kids.

This morning I was waiting for mom so we could go pick up the car. I was flipping through channels and happened upon Scooby Doo. That show is actually pretty funny, but the spin-offs are pathetic. First off, there's "What's New Scooby Doo?". The animation is too modern and the characters are too goofy, well the extras.

The next one is Scrappy Doo. I can't stand him. He's like the annoying character that everyone wishes was left at home.





Then of course there's the movie, which is just a sham.



I think that in the movie, and the new version of Scooby Doo, they made the mistake of making the monsters real, or too realistic. In the old show, no matter how unrealistic it is for a headless man to chase a group of kids, at least they made it clear that it wasn't a real headless man. Sorry if you were in the middle of that episode and I ruined it for you. That's just life.






Stitches.



The other day I decided to try my hand at stuffed animal making. It was going good, looked cute when it was flat, and seemed like it would look good stuffed. Yeah, when it came down to it, and it was stuffed, it looked like Senior Mortgage. It's legs are like 3 times as long as they need to be, and it has a pot belly. Not Cute. So, after I decided to name it Stitches, (because I stitched it myself. Get it?) I started making plans to give it some major surgery. He'll probably be on the operating table for a few days. The ridiculous part is that I actually kind of feel guilty for cutting it apart. He doesn't even have a face! I guess it's what he'd want.

Last night dad came home and said he saw a coyote walking down the middle of the street. That's creepy. So this morning, when me and mom went on our walk, I was all paranoid that the rabid wolf was going to jump out of the bushes and attack. Of course that would have been really unexpected seeing as it was a coyote. I heard a dog collar behind us, and looked around. Then I realized that it probably wasn't the coyote because, duh, it wouldn't have a collar, and if it did, I think dad was sorely mistaken. Luckily for me and mom, the dog-coyote was behind a fence, and so we may never know whether or not the dog was the coyote, though we may have never figured it out anyway.

Then on the way home, there was this lady doing mysterious things. She was pulling weeds. I guess I thought she was hiding evidence, or something because then I started thinking about the coyote, which connected with wolf in my head, and she became a werewolf... in my mind.







Then I started to feel light headed, so she must be a werewolf witch. Ok, so a woman-coyote witch. I think the light- headedness actually came from staying up too late. Oh and everything else did too.

Kidz Bop.



Oh dear. There are some things that should have been stopped before they began. The Land Before Time movies, most Disney Channel shows and Kid"z" Bop. The z just makes me dislike it even more. The s makes the same sound as the z in this case, so just leave it. You don't tug on Superman's cape, spit into the wind, or make mediocre songs even worse by having kid's sing them. It's just like when you're listening to a song, and realize it's the live version. Then the singer yells to the audience to start singing, and the audience is thinking "I came to hear this band. If I'm going to be the one singing, I should be the one getting paid."

Your computer is dying if:

It stops letting you put pictures online.

It sporadically shuts down.

The battery light flashes orange even when it's plugged in.

It takes longer to shut down than start up.

It won't run firefox because it's too complex.

It takes 20 seconds to minimize a window.

It shows an hourglass when it tries to refresh your blank background.

And, it won't let you stay connected to the internet for more than five minutes at at time.

Dimitri.



Dimitri was the only cartoon character I really had a crush on. The other day, John Cusack went way up on my list because I found out he was the voice of Dimitri. I also found out that basically all of the voices on that movie are of famous people. Not just famous for having cartoon voices either, like, face famous people. The kind of people who you'd stop on the street and ask to get a picture with them. Look it up, you'll see.







Shoulder Work.



The other day I was driving home and there was some roadwork by our house. It said "Shoulder Work" on one of the signs. I thought that is was kind of presumptuous that they would think people would think it was the road shoulder. I guess it would be a little weird to see a man on a gurney surrounded by surgeons in the middle of the road, but stranger things have happened. Actually, they probably haven't... much.





Keyboard slang.



I was laying my head down next to my keyboard today- I was waiting it to load up- and I noticed something- the keys spell stuff. Now before you assume I'm some kind of moron- yes I do know letters spell words- let me explain. When you look at the keys going up and down (at a slight diagonal) they spell out slang... kind of. Observe:

QAZ- This, actually brings nothing to mind. Use your imagination.

WSX- Like Sussex with a W.

EDC- Edgar with a C, and said by someone talking really fast.

RFV- You know Alfie, that... thing. Well this is his dog, named "Arfie".

TGB- Clearly this is slang for Tugboat.

YHN- Obviously this is a shortened version of "yawn".

UJM- This is for people who know someone named Jim. It means "Uh... Jim."

IK- Ick, like Yuck.

OL- Old. Duh.

P- Puh, as is puh-sha.

Dream

Last night I had a weird dream. I usually have dreams of things that could happen, not things that are impossible, for instance, giant hamburgers chasing me. Last night was pretty off the wall though. So, I was at the movie theater with Zac Efron and his date, but he was like 14, with crooked teeth. So, the person who was seating us came to buckle Zac's seat belt because apparently they had to be locked so no one without a ticket could have one, and they would know if you didn't pay. I don't know why, but I didn't have a ticket. So, I had to sit on Zac Efron's lap while we waited. Talk about awkward. His date then turned into my friend Amiee, and that made me jealous. She had to go to the bathroom so I took her seat, and waited for something to happen where I'd get a ticket or something. I don't know why I wasn't doing anything. I actually remember saying, "I don't remember even coming here." So obviously this was a dream, which I stupidly couldn't figure out while I was asleep. While I was waiting Kammie showed up, and I was saying how fancy "theaters in California" were. There were these guys walking around waiting on people, expecting massive tips from people everytime they passed. Kammie was gone, and Zac Efron came back. Then four seats over was M. Knight Shyamalan. You know how in airplanes they have the seat back pockets filled with pamphlets? Well this theater had these, and apparently his movie was being advertised in one of them. He kept telling me to get out of the seat so a real customer could look at the advertisement. I was trying to tell him I was waiting for my friend when Amiee walked up. Feeling very much out of place, and wanting to leave, I said I'd wait in the car. They told me our forerunner was there because I'd driven, which I'd had no memory of. I was walking out, and mom was there. She was sitting with Amiee and Zac. She said she'd walk me out to the car. We got out to the parking lot, and there was our car, by itself at night. She didn't want me to be there, so she drove me to an ally. I told her I'd rather be in a lit parking lot out in the open than in this ally. I think this finally made her think to just buy me a ticket. So we went in, bought an ice cream cone, which was required when getting a ticket, and while I was choosing the size and flavor, I woke up.

You Know What I Mean?

Big Oven.

The other day I was thinking, people would have so many less troubles, if they manufactured really big ovens. Have you ever wondered how they make the world's largest pizza? I know I have, then I saw on Arthur that they have to dig a big hole in the ground and cook it from underneath or something silly like that. First off, who wants to eat pizza from a hole in the ground, and second, what about other baked goods? Clearly if you wanted to make the world's largest cinnamon roll, you'd need a huge oven, not just a dumb hole in the ground.


























Stupid Slogan.



Have you heard the slogan "If you can't eat right, eat smart." ? I have. I first heard it... well a while ago, but what's amazing, is that they still don't have a new slogan. I mean come on! Eating right IS eating smart! Duh. I think they should change their catchphrase to "If you can't come up with a good slogan, you get fired. So long Brad."









Movie Ticket Quality.



So, I was in Provo for a while a while ago. I went to the dollar movie like 4 times. It cost more than a dollar, but that's for another post. The point is, that I got into the theater and slipped my ticket into my wallet. I save all my movie tickets... because I want to. Anyway, I noticed that back home where movies cost $9, the tickets are like beige, and then at the dollar movie, costing somewhere between $.75 to $1.75, the tickets are all different colors. Just goes to show you that movie ticket quality is a factor to some people. When I become rich and famous, I'll open a theater where each ticket is hand painted for the movie. Eat that... movie theater owners...




Iron Man.



Speaking of movies, I saw Iron Man while I was in Utah. It was good. And I've decided this much: If Tony Stark wasn't a fictional character, and he was 20-30 years younger... I'd be all over that.




He's so cool. I'll tell you one thing, he and Bruce Banner are tied for awesomeness in my book.




"You Know What I Mean?".



Why is it that saying "You know what I mean?" with one raised eyebrow, always means something dirty? I don't get it. Maybe I want to say "So, I played the piano today. You know what I mean?" Ummm... ok, yeah it sounds dirty. Never mind.




Planes, Trains and Automobiles... and Boats.



I've discovered that I can't travel in any kind of vehicle without getting extremely nervous. Planes make me feel like I am going to fall out of the sky. You know that dip thing they do? Yeah, that's rough on the tummy. Trains are also scary. I went on one in New York. It was fun, except for the parts where it was passing a wall and swaying at the same time, and I was in the window seat, so if it did crash, my face would probably get scraped off. I just got shivers down my back. Automobiles, often called the car, are just scary. You don't know who's going to come barrelling toward you. Boats mostly just make me sick. Oh and there's also the fact that if it crashes, nothing can save you. Ok, maybe there are things that can save you... like swimming. Just keep in mind this is coming from the girl who last year thought there was a rattle snake in her room... upstairs. There's also the time that I though that someone was going to have the urge to get their mouth stuck on the bathtub plug and not be able to get up. Oh and the time that I thought, "I better turn off the hall light, because if mom comes up stairs with a laundry basket and tries to turn it off with her elbow she might fall down the stairs." Yes, I do have anxiety problems.


Heart Attack.



The other day I was having shooting pains going up my right arm. I thought "Don't worry", because if I was having a heart attack, there would be shooting pains going up my left arm... right? Well inevitably, I started to panic and hoped that I didn't have a heart attack. Don't worry, I didn't.















Link Larkin.



If Link Larkin was real, I'd marry him. I'll admit, I do have a lot of fictional crushes, but Link just blows Tony Stark and Bruce Banner out of the water. In fact, I think anyone named Link would. Oops, maybe not the Link from "The Legend of Zelda". Isn't he some kind of elf? He does wear that weird hat.