Badly Done Emily

21.

2010-07-29T10:35:00.000-07:00

"There is still no cure for the common birthday"

-John Glenn

Amour Propre

2010-07-21T11:31:00.000-07:00

I had to go to the DMV today to get the address changed on my registration so that I could get a residential parking permit for where I live.

It was all worth it though because on my way out the door a man stopped me and jokingly asked for my autograph.

My hair was even wet.

Who knows what he would have asked for if it was dry.

Sorry about that.

2010-07-20T11:22:00.000-07:00

I'd like to apologize for the 8 month hiatus you all had to take from my life. You missed a lot of entertaining things. Because that is all my life is, one adventure after another. Never a dull moment!

Well, not really.

Nothing really happened.

Except, I moved out again. This time for reals. Because I'm paying for it.

That means I can't leave. For a year.

But I like it very much, so I'm okay with that.

Oh yeah, and I got into UC Berkeley.

In other news: I just made myself the best open faced sandwich ever.

The ingredients are as follows--1. Multi grain bread from Trader Joe's 2. Delicious garlic hummus 3. Alfalfa sprouts 4. red pepper 5. baby carrots and snap peas on the side (okay, that's not part of the sandwich, but it really compliments it.)

Annnddddd TA-DA!

(Oh, and that's PG Tips in the mug.)

(And that is Marilyn Monroe's face.)

One other exciting thing that happened to me.

Just a few minutes ago, I received a call from ALASKA!

I didn't answer it though.

I never answer numbers I don't know.

It's too weird.

They didn't leave a message either.

I'm just going to assume it was a member of the Palin family.

Quote of Thanksgiving.

2009-11-29T10:45:00.000-08:00

Mom: "Oh no, we forgot to say a blessing over Thanksgiving dinner."

Grandpa: "Oh my God."

Uncle: "Well, dad just did."

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

2009-11-24T22:31:00.000-08:00

I'm reading it again.

And no one can stop me.

I'm not obsessed. Really.

2009-11-24T21:13:00.000-08:00

Today I made the trek down to Orange County to visit with my grandparents for Thanksgiving.

I am very excited for this.

Tomorrow we are going to Balboa Island.

And all my poor holiday heart can think of is the ambrosia I will be eating on Thursday. . and Thursday night before bed. . and friday for breakfast, and then a snack, and then another snack, and a side dish, and dessert.

If you don't know ambrosia as more than a band, you should look it up.

Delicious.

Anyway, I got into my car this morning, and Sufjan Stevens Christmas was playing on my ipod already. I've gotten a little burned out on this album because it's been the only Christmas music I've allowed myself to listen to pre-Thanksgiving.

I started this pre-Thanksgiving binge about a month ago.

I realized that I hadn't listened to The Beatles for a good week or two, so I decided to put them on shuffle.

Then I decided to keep them on shuffle.

The whole trip.

Seven and a half hours.

It's was wonderful.

The only song that repeated was Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band. I attribute that to the fact that not only is it on SPLHCB, but it's also on Yellow Submarine. My poor shuffle didn't even know what it was doing to me.

This is what will get me in.

2009-11-24T21:05:00.000-08:00

This is what I wrote in response to the first prompt for my personal statement. Basically the question was how did you decide on your major.

Everyone tell me that it is super good. It will make me feel less nervous.

"I did not choose Media Studies as my major. It chose me. I fought it hard for two years. As a high school student, I dreamt of being an artist, and showing the world beauty through my creative expression. I wanted nothing more than to live in a cardboard box held together with twine and decorated with glitter and acrylic paint.

My journey to accepting my fate started my first semester at Diablo Valley College. I enrolled in English 122—the basic English class every student has to take if they ever hope to transfer. There I found my voice and my love of writing. I discovered ways to convey my message not through paint and graphite, but words--beautiful words full of history and elegance. Here my fight began. My teacher would often use my papers as examples for other students, and talk to me after class about how I should pursue writing. I ignored this and reminded myself that I was an artist.

My next challenge came the following semester in my Philosophy class. Here I learned how to reason and persuade through words. I wrote over twenty papers for the class. Again, my teacher had nothing but praise. I was confused. My whole life I wanted to create, and while my art teachers treated me as nothing more than mediocre, my Philosophy and History teachers told me that I was something special, and that I needed to pursue writing and the study of human nature.

I met the teacher that finally changed my mind in the spring of 2009--just eleven months ago. John Hanecak walked into my speech class the first morning and asked those who were afraid of public speaking to raise their hand. I looked around, my hands folded in my lap, and realized that I was the only one without a hand raised high. He looked in my direction, smiled, and nodded. Over the next four and a half months, I thrived. Giving speeches came like breathing.

On my final day of class, I finished my last speech and walked up to my teacher to receive my grade. He was grinning from ear to ear and told me what an honor it was to have me in his class. He said I was one of the best speech students he had ever had. As I walked away with my grade in hand, I read the note he had written on my paper, "Consider speaking in any field you are in. You will make such an important impact, as you have done here".

Feeling that it was too late to change my major, I said goodbye to my friends and family, packed my belongings and moved to Southern California to attend Cal State Fullerton and pursue art. I lasted two weeks. I knew it was wrong. I moved back home, got my old job back, and began plans to study not art, but writing, and speaking, my passions.

As all humans, I was born with multiple talents, but now I know the one that shines brightest is my ability to communicate with others—for after all, what is art but conveying a message, and I am an artist."

Sorry.

2009-11-24T20:59:00.000-08:00

I promise I haven't stopped blogging.

I just haven't been with my computer very much this weekend.

Okay, that was a lie.

College kid.

2009-11-20T22:45:00.000-08:00

I applied.

ring ring

2009-11-20T22:42:00.000-08:00

I will soon need to purchase a Christmas ringtone.

I need ideas.

Please help.

God Jul.

2009-11-20T22:41:00.001-08:00

The Swedish Christmas Fair is nearly upon us.

December 5th.

It's one of my favorite days of the year.

2009-11-20T10:33:00.001-08:00

I love a good hair day.

This is the best thing I have ever seen.

2009-11-20T00:26:00.000-08:00

http://www.thinkofthe.com/products/lunch_bag.php

Pick up yours today.

When a person is in fashion, all they do is right.

2009-11-20T00:09:00.000-08:00

"Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society."

-Mark Twain

I'm going to look fabulous tomorrow.

I've already decided.

In the darkness of my night, in the brightness of my day.

2009-11-19T22:55:00.000-08:00

I have a really great boyfriend.

Today I found out that tuition for school is going to go up 32% by next fall.

That's 32% I won't have.

I cried a little.

But he told me that it would be okay.

And I believe him.

Please oh please oh please oh please. . .

2009-11-17T15:01:00.000-08:00

Does anyone else secretly hope that when they step out of the elevator they will have been transported to another world?

I hope that.

Every time.

They took some honey, from a tree, dressed it up and they called it me.

2009-11-17T10:30:00.001-08:00

Does anyone else have those days when they eat one too many spoonfuls of creamed honey?

That is my day.

Right now.

Quote of the day

2009-11-17T10:03:00.000-08:00

"I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal."

-Jane Austen

I might kiss you on the back of the neck, because it's Christmas time.

2009-11-16T23:20:00.000-08:00

I have to respect this.

Christmas lights before Thanksgiving.

It's a bold move, but I like it.

He's a dedicated follower of fashion.

2009-11-16T23:14:00.000-08:00

After work today I walked over to Peet's Coffee to get my daily fill of Winter Solstice, and wait for my boyfriend to get off of work.

I always sit at the bar so I can look out the window and people watch.

I saw this man, and without so much as a blink, grabbed my camera.

I think he thinks he was having a good day.

But I think he more just looks like a cross between these two people.

Remember, tip your waitresses.

2009-11-16T23:07:00.000-08:00

I have lost all faith in the youth of America.

Today at work I had responsible, nice, pleasant young girls sit at one of my tables. They were about 14 or 15. . .give or take.

They each ordered a lemonade, which surprised me since it costs 3.25, but I rang it up. Then they each ordered an entree, not off the lunch menu, so it was pricey (as pricey as my glorified fast food restaurant can get), and to finish it off they split a chocolate soufflé.

Their bill was sixty dollars.

Now, I expected the tip they were going to leave me to not be so great. It was obviously what was going to happen.

I picked up their bill, and they asked for change.

Their change was four dollars.

I still had faith and thought, maybe they just want to figure out the tip after.

Nope.

No tip.

Zero.

They are old enough to know that is really rude.

And so, because of this, I am convinced that they will all grow up to be waitresses and realize the error of their ways. OR I'll run into them in a dark ally, and I will make sure they realize the error of their ways.

The end.

A family of trees wanted to be haunted

2009-11-16T08:50:00.000-08:00

This is how I spent my weekend.

Taking pictures is makin' memories.

2009-11-14T10:05:00.001-08:00

I've had an itch to do a photo story of my average day.

Maybe this will happen today.

Maybe not.

But I have an itch.

Guilt.

2009-11-14T00:46:00.000-08:00

. . .I might have had a few bites of ice cream also. . .

Midnight Snack.

2009-11-14T00:40:00.000-08:00

Terrible idea: barely eating anything all day so that when you get home at midnight, you can do nothing but stuff your face.

I stuffed mine with peas.

And a pear.

This will help my guilt in the morning.

Verse of the day.

2009-11-12T23:54:00.000-08:00

I, I am he who blots out your transgressions for my own sake, and I will not remember your sins.

-Isaiah 43:25

The Beatles.

2009-11-12T10:09:00.000-08:00

Oh my goodness.

Unused Beatles album art up for auction.

I need money.

Fast.

Please. . . try and think outside the trending news box

2009-11-12T01:05:00.000-08:00

I'm sure you've all heard Carrie Prejean's interview on Larry King.

I can't talk about it.

I'm actually trying not to think about it right now.

But, I really can't let go of the fact that when asked who her hero was, she responded with Sarah Palin.

I mean, I have nothing again Sarah Pailn whatsoever. She seems like a very nice person, and contrary to popular belief, she is not actually stupid. That notion is ridiculous. She is probably smarter than the whole city of Antioch combined.

Although, it is ridiculous that she is Carrie Prejean's hero.

Really Carrie? No one else? You couldn't think of anyone else? At all? No one?

Are you sure?

Here is a list of acceptable people you can call your "hero"

Martin Luther King Jr.

(or for reformed Christians, just plain ol' Martin Luther)

Mother Theresa

Winston Churchill

Anne Frank

Isaac Newton

Helen Keller

People who have served in war

Jesus

The Wright brothers

Teachers

Walt Disney

Larry King

. . . I could go on.

Saying that Sarah Palin is your hero, is like saying that your favorite car is a 2010 Prius.

There hasn't been enough time to test it out yet.

So Carrie, the next time you decide that you are really important, and that you should write a book. . . maybe you should go practice your bulimia.

(I'm sorry. Is that offensive? Am I allowed to say that?)

Verse of the day.

2009-11-12T00:33:00.001-08:00

"I am the Lord; I have called you in righteousness; I will take you by the hand and keep you; I will give you as a covenant for the people, a light for the nations, to open the eyes that are blind."

-Isaiah 42:6-7a

Veterans Day 11-11-09

2009-11-11T09:20:00.000-08:00

Thank You

Stay in bed, float upstream.

2009-11-11T09:09:00.000-08:00

For the past two Wednesdays I have been attending a spinning class at my gym.

It is terrible, and it makes you want to die, but then after, you feel so great about yourself and you get it in your head to go again next week.

I imagine it's a little bit like how mothers choose to have more children, and go through the labor process again.

My body said no today. It overslept. I took this as a sign that I should just stick to my regular elliptical exercising.

I don't know where I'll get my weekly dose of R&B songs now, but I suppose I'll manage.

We have a winner.

2009-11-10T23:52:00.000-08:00

I was actually quite mistaken.

The winner of the movie quote game in the blog post below is my good friend Jani.

She has decided to forgo her Christmas cookies, and has asked to participate in Swedish drinking songs instead.

I will gladly bestow her prize upon her in closer to Baby Jesus birth, when drinking songs are more appropriate.

Note: I have no idea who the man in that photo is, but I do know that he is Swedish, drinking, and perhaps even singing about drunk Santa.

Verse of the day.

2009-11-10T23:41:00.000-08:00

For I, the Lord your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, "Fear not, I am the one who helps you." -Isaiah 41:13

Prior to this summer, my very best friend, Maria and I had been reading the same passage in the Bible every night. This kinda ended for me when school ended, because all structure in my life also ended. With winter approaching and school beginning again in a few months (and I should just be reading my Bible in general anyway) we are starting back reading together.

I could not be more excited.

If anyone would like to join us, tonight was Isaiah 41. . . if you couldn't tell.

Say, lend me a coat.

2009-11-10T22:58:00.000-08:00

My family turned on our heater for the first time this season.

Madeline came bounding down the stairs and declared that it smelled like Christmas.

I whole heartedly agree.

It's that time of year. . . when the world celebrates Christmas too early.

2009-11-10T22:00:00.001-08:00

"Oh I completely understand! It's not anything you did. It's like a magic that happens when the stars and your closet are aligned. I feel like the days when your outfit is outstanding are the days that it doesn't look like you are trying to be vain"

-Maria Hilton

I have always reserved this red shirt for after thanksgiving. It's a very Christmas worthy top, and I am a bit of a nazi when it comes to how holidays should be celebrated--I am the expert after all.

But I have fallen a great fall.

Not only did I wear my red shirt far too much in advance, but I have also listened to Christmas music. . . all day.

*Sigh*

"I must stop Christmas from coming. . . but how?"

(plate of Christmas cookies to the first person who can tell me what movie the above quote is from)

2009-08-31T23:50:00.000-07:00

I wish I had exciting things to say on here.

But I really don't.

Nothing of great importance has gone on.

Tomorrow after work I might go make cupcakes.

That is of great importance I suppose.

So many decisions.

2009-08-29T08:22:00.001-07:00

To apply to UC Berkeley or to not apply to UC Berkeley. . . that is the question.

Bob&Sally

2009-08-26T23:50:00.000-07:00

So one thing that I haven't talked about yet is how thankful I am for my grandparents putting up with me and my madness the past week and a half.

They were so kind to, first, invite me to stay with them, and secondly, get ready for me to come, and thirdly, not get mad at me when I freaked out this week.

They were prepared for me to live with them for the next two years, and I would be lying if I didn't say that I'm going to miss all of the times I would have had with them while I was studying at Fullerton.

My grandparents have had a definite impact on me as a person.

If it wasn't for my grandpa, I would have no idea how to shuffle cards, I would never have read The Bobbsey Twins by the Seashore, and I would not have so many great memories of him reading Tom and Jerry and Tweety Bird Golden Books to me when I was a little girl (voices and all).

If it wasn't for my grandma, I probably wouldn't have a knack for sewing, I wouldn't be half as funny (since all the funny genes in my family obviously come from her), I wouldn't know who Little Audrey was, and watching that made me love old music like The Andrews Sisters etc.

I would never have flown kites at the beach.

I would never know to say "phooey" after getting ocean water in my mouth.

I wouldn't find myself calling stores or sexual preferences by different names, such as "WallaceMart" or "Lebanese".

I wouldn't have half the appreciation for small dogs that I do,

and I would never ever have had the pleasure of eating the best ambrosia that was ever made.

I love my grandparents.

Burnin' the candle at both ends.

2009-08-26T14:10:00.001-07:00

Two jobs.

Could I handle it?

Maybe I should take up knitting. . .

2009-08-26T13:47:00.000-07:00

I have a little too much down time at the moment.

I haven't showered.

It's 2 o'clock.

On the other hand, this water and carrot afternoon snack is delightful to my stomach.

I don't actually want to have your babies, even though they would be beautiful.

2009-08-26T11:26:00.000-07:00

I hit the jackpot.

The Jason Castro jackpot.

The day my family came down to drop me off at school, he put on a free concert at The Grove in Beverly Hills (wait, that's Beverly Hills, right?)

Then the day I dropped out of school (approximately 7 days later) he had another concert in Beverly Hills.

So I see my time here in southern California merely as a groupie experience.

A little souvenir for my time

2009-08-25T13:56:00.000-07:00

I got this for fun today.

I'm going to see how long I can get my children to believe that I attended CSFU

Or that I grew up in the 70s.

Either would suffice.

Go to school and be a college kid

2009-08-25T12:43:00.000-07:00

I failed.

But only for a little bit.

I'm over my twenties.

2009-08-25T03:37:00.000-07:00

I can't sleep.

I just started attending Cal State Fullerton, and I've already discovered that I can't be a crafts major. It wasn't at all what I expected.

Let's just say there are a lot of butch girls, baggy pants, and steal toed shoes involved.

But I love writing and public speaking.

God has given me a weird desire to get up in front of people and talk.

I wish I had good things to say.

I think I'm going to go back home.

Work this semester.

Take classes at DVC in the spring to prepare me for my new major, communications.

Then transfer to SFSU in the Fall of '10.

It would only put me a semester behind.

And I would save money in the long run because I would only have to pay for 3 semesters.

Also, I would have a degree that could get me a job after I graduate.

Thoughts?

I should probably also add that I miss northern California more than anything. I'm not even including people.

I just miss the whole thing.

The mountains (specifically Mt. Diablo, just as you are driving toward Walnut Creek from Lafayette. Every time I see that I ask God how he could make something so beautiful), I miss my favorite part of the world (the thousands of trees at that one point before the Caldecott tunnel, and you feel like you are just being whisked away in a sea of green), I miss the smogless skies, I miss the winter ( I know it hasn't happened yet, but I know I'll miss it if I stay) I miss the semi-trafficless freeways (I used to think there was a lot of traffic, silly me), I miss brunettes, and I miss real boobs (I know that sounds weird, but come stay here awhile and you'll know what I mean).

I suppose I miss the people too.

I miss Liv, Mel and Will.

I miss our dance parties and forcing them to watch classic cartoons on Boomerang

I miss Liv getting so big

Mel saying the most interesting and unsettling things

And Will being able to name every single engine and caboose from Thomas the Tank Engine.

I miss Britt and Nate and them letting me stay at their house when I felt I was using to much gas to get home.

I miss complaining about my mom and dad with Britt.

I miss Nate's hugs (because he gives really good hugs).

I also miss their fridge which always had string cheese.

I miss my little sister, and the fact that I can't make sure she doesn't have an awkward stage.

Those braces are going to go back on at some point.

She will need help.

I miss my mom, and no matter how late I would be out the night before, she would always be there in the morning with her tea and a book, and we would talk about random things.

I never really even knew that she was upset that I was out so late.

Until she told me. . today.

I miss how caring my dad is, and how he would do anything at the drop of a hat if you just asked him (and I'm sorry I took advantage of your kindness so often)

I miss getting texted random "?" from him, and having no idea what it meant.

I miss him getting so excited when I'd be home and he'd actually get to see me for a minute or two.

I miss how he can tell the history of every band from 1960-1980.

I wish I remembered more of what he said so I could sound smart at parties.

I miss friends.

I miss Pac Bay iced tea.

I miss Mitchell Mathers.

(say that 10 times fast)

I miss the free tea and goldfish at Scott's.

Sometimes that was my dinner.

I guess I just miss it.

I miss it.

I miss my home.

Oh dear.

2009-08-24T23:22:00.000-07:00

I think I'm quitting.

It's been a rough day.

2009-08-24T22:27:00.001-07:00

I was just reading my Bible, and I had something written in the margin next to Ephesians.

"The same grace that grows me is the same grace that raised Christ from the dead."

That really encouraged me. I love finding things in the margins.

Also, Ephesians 2:12-14

"Remember that you were at that time separated from Christ, alienated from the commonwealth of Israel and strangers to the covenants of promise, having no hope and without God in the world. But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far off have been brought near by the blood of Christ. For he himself is out peace who has made us both one and has broken down in his flesh the dividing wall of hostility."

Food for thought.

Lions and tigers and bears! Oh my!

2009-08-23T19:15:00.000-07:00

""How about my heart?" asked the Tin Woodman.

"Why as for that," answered Oz, "I think you are wrong to want a heart. It makes most people unhappy. If you only knew it, you are in luck not to have a heart."

"That must be a matter of opinion," said the Tin Woodman. "For my part, I will bear all the unhappiness without a murmur, if you will give me the heart.""

I just now finished The Wizard of Oz.

I started it last semester.

I didn't pick it up once this summer.

I was very happy when I discovered I still knew how to read.

Home sweet. . .

2009-08-23T17:25:00.000-07:00

This is my new closet.

It looks very similar to my old closet.

We'll see if I need distraction.

2009-08-14T01:09:00.000-07:00

I think I'll start this again when I go to school.

Maybe.

I'm not making a promise.

So don't get your hopes up.

Noah and the Whale

2009-04-22T20:00:00.000-07:00

I promise I'll blog about Coachella soon. The thought of it is just overwhelming. But for now, here is a song by Noah and the Whale. . .they were a favorite of the weekend.

Please pay close attention to the bold part. My inner cynic loves it. And it's basically the story of my life.

Last night, I had a dream

We were inseparably entwined

Like a piece of rope made out of two pieces of vine

Held together, holding each other

With no one else in mind

Like two atoms in a molecule

Inseparably combined

But then I woke from the dream

To realize I was alone

A tragic event, I must admit

But let's not be overblown

I'm gonna try to ride a love song

Just a sad, pathetic moan

And maybe I just need change

Maybe I just need a new cologne

But now I look at love

Like being stabbed in the heart

You torture each other from day to day

And then one day you part

Most of the time it's misery

But there's some joy at the start

And for that, I'd say it's worth it

Just as you play the shortest sharp on me

And if love is just a game

Then how come it's no fun?

If love is just a game

How come I've never won?

I guess maybe it's possible I might be playing it wrong

And that's why every time I roll the dice

I always come undone

Quote of the day

2009-04-21T00:24:00.000-07:00

"Whatever you are, be a good one."

Abraham Lincoln

Freaking Coachella

2009-04-16T00:54:00.000-07:00

I went shopping today and spent a million billion dollars.

You know. . . on tax day. . . to help the economic crisis.

Don't worry though, I drank tea in protest.

Anyway, I'm leaving bright and early tomorrow for the Coachella art and music festival in Indio, CA.

It's going to be amazing.

I will update my Twitter all weekend if you would like to follow.

http://twitter.com/Emilythegrand

I'll probably be back on here Monday (maybe Sunday night. . . but not likely)

Be productive.

We're gonna party. . .

2009-04-15T10:44:00.000-07:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIV!

I hope you have a wonderful day.

♥

April 15th

2009-04-14T22:37:00.000-07:00

What is the difference between a taxidermist and a tax collector? The taxidermist takes only your skin.

Mark Twain

That's right, he went there.

ER

2009-04-14T16:52:00.000-07:00

I had a traumatic day at the gym yesterday.

I was really bad about going last week, and Easter happened. . need I say more?

So I went yesterday determined to really make it count.

I got there at 10, and ER was on, and it had George Clooney! I was so happy.

So I started watching it and it was totally keeping my attention, and I didn't even notice the fact that I was running at a ridiculous incline, and was kinda feeling like I wanted to die.

Seriously though, the next time I get out of shape, please remind me of how much it sucks to get back into shape.

Anyway, I was watching the show, and quickly realized that this was not going to work out. I knew the outcome of every story line.

Oh my goodness, will medical student Carter choose surgery or emergency care? Emergency. Dr. Ross is such a womanizer, and Nurse Hathaway hates him. . but there is an odd chemistry. . will something happen between them? Like she will become pregnant with twins, but he will leave and then she goes and moves with him and they raise their children and live happily ever after? Maybe. Dr. Mark Green, will he get residency? Yes, and then he will die.

It was ridiculous.

So I couldn't run for an hour like I planned. 35 minutes was all I could take.

It was traumatic.

Has everyone really wasted that much time?

2009-04-14T16:09:00.000-07:00

Today Badly Done Emily has reached 10,000 page views since I put the counter on at the end of December.

Thanks mom.

Without you I'd still be in the 1,000 range.

"There is some warm bread in the oven for you"

2009-04-14T09:42:00.000-07:00

So I got to work yesterday, and my co-worker looks at me and is like, "I assume you've seen this since you've already worked".

And I was like. .. "what?"

"You're evaluation. You got a secret shopper."

Ugghhhhhhh. I wanted to die.

BUT. Then I looked at it annnnndddd. . .

I GOT A FREAKING PERFECT SCORE.

I'm not really sure how this happened because that would require me telling them the special which never happens, and I would have to say, "there is WARM bread in the oven for you".

How creepy is that? I hate saying that. Warm bread? Why would I say that?

Only one other person in the restaurant has gotten a perfect score.

So if you are looking for some good service. . . come to me. . . apparently.

Chris Sligh

2009-04-13T15:02:00.000-07:00

You're not in my family, or a member of the Beatles.

This is a rare occasion.

But I figure I could wish you happy birthday anyway, and tell people to vote for you.

Thanks for making me obsessive about American Idol. It's ruined my life.

Cheese.

2009-04-13T15:00:00.000-07:00

I had a photo shoot today.

It was supposed to be happy and full of sparkle.

This never happens.

I'm too creepy.

Quote of the day

2009-04-13T08:59:00.000-07:00

Finally. Someone who understands my love of quotations.

"I love quotations because it is a joy to find thoughts one might have, beautifully expressed with much authority by someone recognized wiser than oneself."

Marlene Dietrich

He is risen indeed.

2009-04-12T14:22:00.000-07:00

Happy Easter everyone!

But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were perplexed about this, behold, two men stood by them in dazzling apparel. And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, "Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen. Remember how he told you, while he was still in Galilee, that the Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men and be crucified and on the third day rise." And they remembered his words, and returning from the tomb they told all these things to the eleven and to all the rest. Now it was Mary Magdalene and Joanna and Mary the mother of James and the other women with them who told these things to the apostles, but these words seemed to them an idle tale, and they did not believe them. But Peter rose and ran to the tomb; stooping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; and he went home marveling at what had happened.

Luke 24:1-12

Quote of the day

2009-04-12T08:18:00.000-07:00

If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.

Henry David Thoreau

Art of the day

2009-04-11T09:15:00.001-07:00

How cool is this?

It's called The Artist's Wife, and it's by Egon Schiele

Away We Go

2009-04-10T22:07:00.000-07:00

I must see this.

The day it comes out .

Good Friday

2009-04-10T10:34:00.000-07:00

And it was about the sixth hour, and there was a darkness over all the earth until the ninth hour.

And the sun was darkened, and the veil of the temple was rent in the midst.

And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost.

Now when the centurion saw what was done, he glorified God, saying, Certainly this was a righteous man.

Luke 23:44-47

The man with a thousand voices talking perfectly loud

2009-04-10T10:18:00.000-07:00

Worst day in history.

Ever.

April 10th 1970

Oh my goodness. . .

2009-04-09T23:14:00.000-07:00

I am officially on spring break.

And on Thursday I ate through. . .

2009-04-09T23:05:00.000-07:00

Soooo, I eat ridiculous amounts of fruits and vegetables.

I mean, I just love them.

I had apples in my oatmeal this morning.

Lettuce in my sandwich (does that count? Maybe that doesn't count).

Brussels sprouts, zucchini, asparagus, sun dried tomato, and spinach for dinner (with whole wheat pasta. . one of my other loves).

I got home and ate an apple.

And a beet.

And now I'm eating carrots.

I just. . . love it all.

I have such plans.

2009-04-08T22:25:00.000-07:00

So we all know that I have a little obsession with circuses, right?

Well I do, and I kinda had to tone it down when Britney Spears came out with her Circus album, because then I felt stupid.

But I think that is far enough behind us that my love for the Circus and flourish again.

I have been inspired to have a photo shoot. . .with myself. . . because Maria decided to live 10 hours away from me. I'm not bitter though.

Anyway, it's going to be circus themed.

There will be glitter. . on my face. It's going to be wonderful.

Spring break! Yay! Almost here! I need to go write my essay. . .

Remember that one time when I said my mom was like my best friend. . .well she is. .

2009-04-08T21:05:00.001-07:00

I am going to try and say this and not sound full of myself.

Because I'm really not.

But I need to tell this story.

My mom and I went to Trader Joe's on the way home, and there is this guy who always talks to me when we go there. Actually, there are a lot of guys who talk to me when we go there. I love them, and they make me laugh. Anyway, we get in the car and I'm laughing because the guy opened a whole new line for us and stuff, and was telling us about his band, etc.

My mom apparently doesn't understand why this guy is always so nice to me because she says. . .

"You know, I really don't get why you get hit on all the time, because. . like. . well, I shouldn't say this because I'm your mom. . . but it's not like you are THAT gorgeous."

Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I laughed so hard. For such along time.

That's my mom for you.

Building my self esteem one Trader Joe's visit at a time.

And no one is allowed to comment and try to tell me that my mom was wrong. . .because that is not the point of this post.

Bless my homeland forever

2009-04-08T20:54:00.000-07:00

I would take Christopher Plummer over Brad Pitt any day.

Well, I would take a lot of people over Brad Pitt. . . but that is beside the point.

Say it ain't so.

2009-04-08T09:41:00.001-07:00

I had a bad dream last night.

I never have bad dreams.

This was horrible.

Every Easter we have this amazing and delicious Jello salad stuff that looks kinda like the picture above.

It is my favorite.

I could eat that everyday for the rest of my life and be perfectly happy.

Not even kidding.

I dreamt that we forgot to have Jello salad. . . and I didn't realize it until after we ate our delicious Easter lunch/dinner thing.

It was horrible.

BUT, I get to eat Jello salad in 4 days.

2009-04-07T22:29:00.000-07:00

I put all my American Idol chatter stuff on here: http://votekrisallen.blogspot.com/

The harsh reality. . .

2009-04-07T21:31:00.000-07:00

"If you can count your money, you don't have a billion dollars."

-J. Paul Getty

Dang it.

People are idiots.

2009-04-07T20:40:00.000-07:00

So yesterday at work there was a horrible mispronunciation.

I usually just let these things go because we have complicated sounding things on our menu (like conchiglie. . . no one should know how to say that).

Yesterday though. . . there was such an error that I can't just let it go.

We have a dish called Gemelli. Which. . . if I

ate meat or cream sauce,

it would probably be amazing. So everyone

should come try it.

Anyway, this guy ordered it, and pronounced

it Gramelli.

I don't even know how he did that.

There isn't an "r" in it.

Or an "a".

Really? Gramelli?

Really?

I hope he never lives that down. . . in his own mind.

I've been up for 5 hours already

2009-04-06T10:08:00.000-07:00

I have a new favorite thing to do.

I woke up at 5 this morning.

It was hard getting myself up, but once I was out of bed. . .it was amazing.

I went to the gym for an hour, came home, had a nice leisurely breakfast, got ready and took my time. . and I got to school on time too.

I think this could be a normal occurrence for me.

I love waking up early.

This could turn out badly

2009-04-06T09:46:00.000-07:00

Issue.

I have an Anthropology lab test today.

It's an open note test.

I was going to add stuff to my notes during my Administration of Justice class (because it's a joke)

But I grabbed the wrong binder.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Quote of the day

2009-04-05T22:30:00.000-07:00

The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what Fiction means.

-Oscar Wilde

How is it that I love everything he said?

Are you kidding me?

2009-04-05T20:56:00.000-07:00

Oh my goodness.

No.

Guys.

Do you see the amazing that is this belt buckle?

It's Han Solo's blaster.

I think I need it.

I can't keep it in

2009-04-05T19:40:00.000-07:00

*Ahem* Another song that I'm obsessed with right now.

Who doesn't love Cat Stevens?

If you don't love him you need to leave.

Thhhiiissssss sssoooonnngggggg iiiiissss aaaaammmmmaaaazzzziiinnngggggggggg.

Poo.

2009-04-05T19:08:00.000-07:00

Ack! I'm sorry! I have not be entertaining you with my mundane life.

Soon. Soon I'll be back and kicking.

Maybe tomorrow.

Berkeley

2009-04-04T00:30:00.001-07:00

I'll post about today later.

It was a really great day.

Something you should know right now though. . . we had a really attractive waiter at dinner tonight.

I think we are in love.

. . . . not really. . . .I just like saying that. . . .

You got growing up to do

2009-04-01T22:46:00.001-07:00

I'm slightly obsessed with this song right now.

I'm learning it on my banjo.

Has anyone ever tired to play an Fmaj7 chord on a banjo? Not so easy. . .

Quote of the day

2009-04-01T09:53:00.000-07:00

Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.

-Mark Twain

Quote of the day

2009-03-31T23:03:00.000-07:00

There are two motives for reading a book: one, that you enjoy it; the other, that you can boast about it. -Bertrand Russell

This is also an old picture of me. Yay high school!

When was this?

2009-03-31T22:53:00.000-07:00

I was going through old pictures tonight. I found some of me with short hair. It weirds me out every time. It seems like such along time ago.

Anyway, I think I've blogged about this before. Oh well, here is a reminder that my hair used to be really short.

Actually it has been shorter than this.

Crazy.

I have to keep it long at least until I get married. Then I can have long hair for my wedding. Yes, that is the reason I'm growing it out.

I'm a girl, deal with it.

I remember the alligator shoes.

2009-03-30T14:33:00.000-07:00

I had an epiphany today.

A huge shallow epiphany.

When I see a guy, my initial evaluation of him is based on his shoes.

Bizarre? Yes.

My last boyfriend had really poor taste in shoes.

Not letting that happen again.

I like how I say "last" as if there were more than just a "last".

There was only a "last".

Annnnddddddd. . . I wish American Idol was on tonight.

Quote of the day

2009-03-29T23:16:00.000-07:00

"If you can dream it, you can do it"

-Walt Disney

Apparently Walt never met anyone with my dreams.

I really doubt that there is a magical tree trunk somewhere waiting to take me to a Narnia-like land.

Or that I'm going to sprout huge wings and fly

Or that Julie Andrews is my long lost great aunt

Or that Willie Wonka's chocolate factory exists

Or that a hot musician is going to sweep me off my feet and we'll live in the lap of luxury (but of course we will give a good sum of our wealth to charity)

Nope, not happening.

Thanks Walt Disney.

You've crushed my dreams.

Just kidding. I love him.

I may have officially become prejudiced.

2009-03-29T18:41:00.001-07:00

So if you are a reader of my blog. . you know that I have never had a good run in with a Russian. It just hasn't happened.

Today at work we were really really busy. It was kinda wonderful. I haven't been that busy at work in. . .I don't know how long.

I get this table of three Russian girls in their mid twenties.

I thought everything was going well. They didn't have any complaints. Nothing.

Then. . . they tip me an 11 cent tip. . . what the heck?

I didn't know this until after they left, but apparently they come in and do that a lot.

Whatever.

Quote of the day

2009-03-28T10:36:00.000-07:00

I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

Agatha Christie

It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood

2009-03-28T09:51:00.000-07:00

Oh my gosh. It is such a nice day out. My window is open, and it smells so so good. Like. . . ridiculous. I wish I didn't have to work. . . or do homework. . . but really all I want to do is go and sit on the sidewalk. Maybe with chalk. Or jumprope. It's THAT kind of weather.

Four square anyone?

A promise is a promise.

2009-03-27T23:07:00.000-07:00

So I should be asleep now, but I promised that I would tell you about my day yesterday.

Well, actually is started out horribly. I woke up super sick. . . but it was for reasons that I don't think mixed company would like to know. Even though, now you know. Unless you are oblivious, in which case, never mind.

So I kinda laid on the couch all morning and caught up on the DVR.

Sickness=blessing is disguise

So I got ready and went to school, I was late since I was sick. But oh well. . .

So now the good part starts. After school I went over to Rachel's house and we baked. I made a sunshine cake, and she made some ginger snaps. We hung out in her room, and listened to music. It was a wonderful high schoolish throwback.

We headed over to the Dennys house for dinner. They are so great. And a big part of my fan base, so consider this a shout out.

Scott's grandma passed away a couple months ago, and left a lot of costume jewelry behind. They were so so sweet and let Rachel and I choose something from her collection. I picked out this really cool gold feather pin. If I remember I'll post a picture sometime. Anyway, it was really cool that they let us do that.

We had tomato soup and grilled cheese for dinner. I'm not just talking any tomato soup. . I'm talking homemade, best tomato soup I've ever had. It was freaking amazing. You all should be really really jealous.

Then for dessert we had the stuff that Rachel and I made, and Mariam made some of her delicious delicious chocolate chip cookies.

Which I ate about 8 of today. I'm not proud of that. I was going to kinda control myself and eat them over a span of a week or so. . . nope.

So we sat around their table for a bit and talked and laughed. It was a ridiculously wonderful time. =)

Ha, I'm running out of pictures of him.

2009-03-27T19:07:00.000-07:00

So I've basically decided that we are going to get married.

Jim Sturgess, this is my official proposal. . .

Will you marry me?

It's okay if you don't get back to me right away.

I won't take it as a bad sign.

Quote of the day

2009-03-27T18:14:00.000-07:00

"No sports"

-Winston Churchill

Yeah. . seriously. . it's a kick

2009-03-27T13:06:00.001-07:00

MTV Shows

This is the best Idol in 60 seconds ever.

Apparently I'm on a video kick.

2009-03-27T12:38:00.000-07:00

The story of menstruation.

Disney style.

If Disney could explain all the facts of life to me, that would be great.

Okaythanks.

No thank you.

2009-03-26T23:21:00.001-07:00

Please take note of my new reason to dislike Danny Gokey.

What is with him and his nasty pelvic thrusting?

Elvis called, he wants his dance move back.

Sleep.

2009-03-26T22:31:00.001-07:00

I had a really good day.

I'm really really tired though.

I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.

Just know that it involved Mariam's chocolate chip cookies.

An oldie but a goodie

2009-03-26T09:25:00.000-07:00

Oh my goodness.

I love him.

Where have all of the classically good looking men run off to?

Apparently they are no where to be found. . . or gay. . . which means I have no chance.

Dang it.

Quote of last Thursday

2009-03-26T09:01:00.001-07:00

So as you know, my mom and I went on a road trip.

We stopped at In-N-Out on our way

As we were entering the restaurant, we see 4 little girls walk out. They were probably around 8 or 9 years old, and they all have these balladeer shirts on with musical notes.

An older women, who I'm assuming was their choir teacher approached me as I notice all these little girls staring at me with wide eyes. . .

"My girls think they just saw their first hippie, and they are thrilled."

Hahahaha.

I didn't even know what to say.

Where do they live that wearing a "peace" shirt constitutes as a hippie?

. . . and a nose ring, and a bag that says, "you and I save the world", and moccasins, and jeans with a hole, and a reusable water bottle, and aviators?

. . . oh. . .

Badly Done Emily

21.

Amour Propre

Sorry about that.

Quote of Thanksgiving.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

I'm not obsessed. Really.

This is what will get me in.

Sorry.

College kid.

*ring ring*

God Jul.

This is the best thing I have ever seen.

When a person is in fashion, all they do is right.

In the darkness of my night, in the brightness of my day.

Please oh please oh please oh please. . .

They took some honey, from a tree, dressed it up and they called it me.

Quote of the day

I might kiss you on the back of the neck, because it's Christmas time.

He's a dedicated follower of fashion.

Remember, tip your waitresses.

A family of trees wanted to be haunted

Taking pictures is makin' memories.

Guilt.

Midnight Snack.

Verse of the day.

The Beatles.

Please. . . try and think outside the trending news box

Verse of the day.

Veterans Day 11-11-09

Stay in bed, float upstream.

We have a winner.

Verse of the day.

Say, lend me a coat.

It's that time of year. . . when the world celebrates Christmas too early.

-Maria Hilton

So many decisions.

Bob&Sally

Burnin' the candle at both ends.

Maybe I should take up knitting. . .

I don't actually want to have your babies, even though they would be beautiful.

A little souvenir for my time

Go to school and be a college kid

I'm over my twenties.

Oh dear.

It's been a rough day.

Lions and tigers and bears! Oh my!

Home sweet. . .

We'll see if I need distraction.

Noah and the Whale

Quote of the day

Freaking Coachella

We're gonna party. . .

April 15th

ER

Has everyone really wasted that much time?

"There is some warm bread in the oven for you"

Chris Sligh

Cheese.

Quote of the day

He is risen indeed.

Quote of the day

Art of the day

Away We Go

Good Friday

The man with a thousand voices talking perfectly loud

Oh my goodness. . .

And on Thursday I ate through. . .

I have such plans.

Remember that one time when I said my mom was like my best friend. . .well she is. .

Bless my homeland forever

Say it ain't so.

The harsh reality. . .

People are idiots.

I've been up for 5 hours already

This could turn out badly

Quote of the day

Are you kidding me?

I can't keep it in

Poo.

ring ring