San Fransiggsco

San Fran trip with Syd and Baer. A definite thumbs up. I nearly suffocated from the 10 minute long laughing fits instigated by Joel. Sam Cooke, frosted flakes, mysterious spots, 2 tickets in 48 hours, wiley, phil in haveusupie, and false identities are only the begining.

standing mysteriously in the mystery spot. "clap for her...."





eric clapton's stairway to heaven



siggin' with the bison in the park. hairflip.

my was it a treat.

Ogres are like Onyons

This goes out to you Hil Bil a babe if I ever saw one. Thanks for you tactful bangs and mom clogs. I concurr with the premeditated bikings. I don't agree that hairless katz are the funniest thing out there. This little chap gold digging in a line at disneyland really takes the cake for me. A true woman of your word ye are H.O. And I don't mean that in a derogatory form. At least I don't think I do...In any case, I tip my hat and raise my glass (of diet coke that is) to Hilary O.

Snow Bunnies

Spanish Fork 1/09

Itsa Trap!

Last weekend, two of my roommates and I went for a walk in the rain. And when I say rain I mean the lightest sprinkling possible. It was so beautiful out, with the overcast sky and the rain melting away the snow. We walked to the provo bakery and ate some treats. When we turned around to leave, we noticed that we were now stuck inside the bakery while noahs flood was happening outside. We had to call for a ride home (a whole 5 blocks). But I managed to get a few shots in before we started drowning. What a trap!

Velour

My friend Scott had a show at velour the other night. It was a great night of love sak snuggling, taking some fun shots, running into one of my favorite cousins, and enjoying some fine tunes.

nicholas allen

tim george

scott bowden

www.myspace.com/scottschipperbowden

So everybody put your best suit or dress on

It's 2009. Resolution time. I don't have one. Well maybe I do, it just hasn't been formed into words. Maybe be a better blogger? Maybe be "nicer"? Maybe go to school for a change this semester? Maybe be kinder to my landlord? Maybe be kinder to my body? Maybe clean out from under my fingernails and behind my ears more often? Maybe wash my clothes more? Maybe drink all the milk in the fridge before its expiration date? Maybe write to my missionaries more? Maybe lower my daily caffeine intake? Maybe be more green? Maybe learn to walk on top of the snow like Legolas? Maybe sleep in my own bed for the first time in over 2 months? Maybe try to just pick one resolution? Whatever.

I feel like there are a million thoughts exploding in my brain like exploding things these days.

So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).

So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions

ps I have an "xoxo" heart tattoo on the corner of my eye right now. it's is also in the exact spot where I ran my face into the towel rack in my bathroom. viva la viva.

I know I know I know...

Im boring. I get it. I am le worst blogger. I know that too. My life has been chocked full of memorable events and bloggable situations. I know all 5 people who read this blog are dying to hear about it all. Never fear. I'll be around.
xoxox