Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Not ashamed

I am not even a little bit ashamed to say that I thought this movie was so so funny.

I am going to go out on a limb and say that it was the best use of a Phil Collins' song in a movie. . . ever. Just try to dispute that- you can't. And it reminded me how awesome this song really is:

I had no idea the video was so inspiring, especially at minute 3:26. And why not add the gorilla video to make this blog post the very best it could be?

Saturday, July 26, 2008

I'm in trouble

Email I just recieved from my father:

Tommy called and read me your blog without telling me it was a farce. It scared me so much, I am still not over it (20 min later). I had to take another xanax. I know he should have told me first that it was a joke, but he didn't. I'm not mad at him, but with you I went from terrified to mad as hell.


Sorry Daddy.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Sound Advice

I think I may have had the most insane day of my life. Someone complained about my blog being boring (spencer) and he was right. So all day long as the insanity happened, I kept thinking "I have gotta blog about this." It started off with my car, my stupid stupid car. It has been acting up forever. I was trying to go and meet a friend for lunch and as I was parking, my car lurched into a fountain. Talk about embarrassing. I thought I was going to have to get it towed out and EVERYONE was looking at my crazy driving, but I swear it was the car. It was like possessed or something. So I was able to reverse out of the fountain, not without grinding noises and more looks. But as I was reversing out of the fountain, the car wouldn't stop. Seriously, I tried everything- it was stuck in gear and the breaks were not responding. I even pulled the emergency break- but nothing happened, I kept going. The resturaunt where I was supposed to meet my friend was right behind me. People were eating outside on the patio and my car was heading right for them!!! I kept praying "Please don't let me hit anyone, please don't let me hit anyone!" Well I hit the restaurant, but everyone jumped out of the way. But my car was smashed and the front of the restaurant was smashed. I wasn't hurt, but I sure was embarrassed. When I finally got out of the car, they had me wait in the lobby for the police and the ambulance to come (they said it was necessary protocol). Now I know this story can't get any weirder, but who was in the lobby with me? DR. PHIL! I am not lying. He saw the distress on my face and started talking to me. Somehow it came up that I was thirty and single and Dr. Phil started giving me advice! He was telling me to "get myself out there" and to "stop being so picky". All things I have heard before- he gets paid a billion dollars for this advice? I could do that.

Well, needless to say, I woke up. And when I realized it was just a dream I was SO bummed that I didn't have an exciting story to blog about. So I did anyway.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Friday, July 18, 2008

We have so much to talk about . . .

This is gonna be a long one. Sorry that it has taken me so long to post. But I have been BUSY busy. Guess who is a grad student now? Yep, it's totally me. This week I have been attending my bridge class at the U. I am getting my masters in social work and because I have my BSW, I can get my masters in one year, but I have to take a week long course (this week). So Tomorrow is my last day of my first week of grad school. Exciting. I quit my job last Friday and tomorrow is my last day of school until the 25th of August, so I have an entire month to be free free free. What should I do? Any suggestions? I plan to read a lot, but think an awesome trip should be added to the plan. Don't you?

Tonight was the free concert at the Gallivan Center. Josh Ritter and Andrew Bird performed and it was awesome. I got out of class and took trax to the Gallivan center so that I could save a nice spot for everyone I knew and then some. I got there at 4:30 and was able to see Josh Ritter's sound check. He played some extra songs just for the few of us sitting there. It was nice. I took a few pictures, along with this video of a cool, old and possibly drunk guy dancing. It was hot outside, but I'm so glad I was there early.

The best song of all though was when Josh Ritter sang Best is for the Best during the sound check. It spoke to me and I needed it.

Andrew Bird was really good too. He can whistle like no other and I boogied a bit. Here are some pictures from the night.

Here's Josh. If I wasn't sure I would be arrested, I probably would have tried to kiss him on his cute scruffy face.

Here is Jesse dipping me, sorta against my will. But I still love him.

My boobs look large in the next one. I am just saying.

I was glad to hang with Breckan and Spencer for a bit too. It's just nice to be around them.

I really love summer.

Monday, July 7, 2008

I have been known to hate the 4th

Ok, so I am normally not a big fan of the fourth of July. It just hasn't been the best holiday for me. I think it started when I was 8. My family had a picnic at a park and I was doing a penny drop from some monkey bars- well I attempted to do a penny drop anyway. I didn't know that there was jagged cement under my head and when I dropped- I cracked my head open. I can't remember how many stitches I had, but I remember I couldn't swim for a few weeks and it pretty much ruined my summer.

Another 4th of July I was proposed to by my boyfriend- which is a good thing- but then that relationship ended dramatically and badly, so that made it not so good.

I also hate going to see fireworks- the crowds, the babies crying, the stupid guy yelling "fire in the hole!" I just don't enjoy it most of the time.

This year was an exception. A group of us decided to have a BBQ at my house and just do our own thing and I loved it. Damien was a great fireworks director- hot dogs, Popsicles and jello salad. I like not having to go anywhere, it was awesome.

Never Forget.

So wrong, yet so funny.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Sleeping is so overrated

You'll notice that every time I can't sleep, I change my blog background. Don't worry, I have accomplished other things as well- such as, studied from "preach my gospel", read a couple chapters in "what is the what", cleaned my room, etc. I just can't seem to sleep. My room is very nice due to the AC put in last week and I have taken at least three different pills (2 were Excedrin PM). I thought I had this beat. Now I am just going to be miserable tomorrow.

How do you turn your brain off? I think my switch broke.