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.
Friday, March 27, 2009
San Fransiggsco
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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.
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Thursday, February 5, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
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!




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Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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
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Sunday, January 4, 2009
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.
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Tuesday, December 30, 2008
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
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Tuesday, December 2, 2008
As the end of another holiday draws near, I'd like to take a moment to list all the things I'm thankful for. I'm thankful that no matter how dark things might get, old friendships can still be rekindled. I'm thankful for new relationships that help us realize how far we've come from who we are. And how close we get when we can really be ourselves. I'm thankful that no matter what they say, you can go home again. Whether it's your home or not. But the thing I'm most thankful for? How even on the most giving of days, people can still do something unforgivable. Signed, stealed and delivered, I'm yours. XOXO —gg
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Thursday, November 20, 2008
I am a streetstyle blog stalking, fb chatting, film-paper-writing, life-guarding, multi-tasking, twilight-midnight-premier(ing) fiend.
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Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Feliz Cumplianos To Me
Last tuesday was my birthday. I turned 21. Now I can buy all the alcohol I want. Hmmph.
Dinner with the bf's was tres chang-y. Thanks for the banana eggroll things whoever.
Food was followed by some good clean wholesome fun in the form of a 30 (ok 45 sorry katie) minute dance party.
Most of the dancing looked like this....
And this....
A bit of this....
And a whole lotta this.
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Saturday, October 25, 2008
college!
another year. with it brings new roomates
rekindling old friendships
making new ones
learing new skills
losing souls
and new adventures
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Friday, October 24, 2008
Have you ever been sitting in some weird position at the keyboard and you begin typing, and when you look up and everything youve been typing looks similar to this: nrvsidr upi yjoml yjsy upitr jsbmfd str om yjr vpttrvy [;svr. niy upitr svyis;;u yu[omh s nimvj pg mpmrdrmvrzz? I did that today typing up some stupid spanish homework. Then I realized my hands were actually one too many keys right. I hate technology.
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Thursday, October 9, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
Re: Me
Paul Johnson wrote a provocative piece in the New Statesman in which he criticized the meaningless lives teenagers of the time lived:
"What a bottomless chasm of vacuity they reveal! The huge faces, bloated with cheap confectionery and smeared with chain-store makeup, the open, sagging mouths and glazed eyes, the hands mindlessly drumming in time to the music, the broken stiletto heels, the shoddy, stereotyped, 'with-it' clothes: here apparently, is a collective portrait of a generation enslaved by a commercial machine."
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Thursday, July 31, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Helpful sayings when working at a community pool
"wasdaton"- what is that on?
"say swear"- seriously?
"swear"- seriously.
"foo"- idiot
"no lie?"- really?
"ehhhh" (with the tongue click in the back of the throat)- just kidding
"cutthroat"- to be badah at something
"vatos locos forehvrr"- gang refrence
"chongo"- hair band
"chanclas"- flip flops
"pendejo"- idiot
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Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
The Things I Have Accomplished In Summer '08
1. Grown out my fingernails. Long enough to puncture my own finger in a freak accident at work
2. Gone for over 7 days without taking a shower
3. Gotten pedis about 5 times
4. Saved 4 childrens lives
5. Become tanner than my favorite 'tan' colored flats
6. Taught about 120 kids how to swim
7. Consumed about 35.9 pounds of mexican food
8. Downloaded about 726519 new songs
9. Allowed my hair/bangs to grow out about 5 more inches
10. Read the entire Harry Potter series. Again. Consecutively.
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