the solution

conan o-brien is so boss.

only he can get away with making fun of these clowns one night and interviewing them the next. while still subtly making fun of them.

it's good to be heckling again!

is anyone else creeped out by movies like this?

i don't need my animation this realistic. you're going a little overboard when i can see jim carrey's caricature's pockmarks in his nose.


besides, why are these people bothering to mess with perfection?

in the library

a dude's ipod is turned up real loud. he's listening to kelly clarkson.

thanks giving

about a year and a half ago, i acquired my trusty ford escort, eli. the fact that i spent $500 on him should tell you something about the quality of car we're dealing with here. my brother-in-law got some shady mechanic to basically rubber-cement a windshield into the slightly bent frame (i just realized how dangerous that sounds...), he leaks in the rain, and the window crank on the passenger side is a locking wrench.

not eli, but definitely a cousin. or perhaps a long-lost girlfriend. kissing cousin? maybe.
sidenote: apparently europeans really like to spruce these cars up. the spoilers they give these little guys could make them fly.

that being said, i love my car. i have spent relatively little on him with regards to insurance, gas, etc., and he has yet to fail me mechanically. he's been the perfect college car. he does have a few quirks, though. e.g., the "check coolant" light is perpetually lit up. and that whole leaking in the rain thing. and apparently the gas light has stopped working. maybe the coolant light could share some love.

i know this, of course, because i recently ran out of gas. i was on my way to the movie theater on university avenue, and he sputtered as if stalling, and then refused to move forward. probably my punishment for willingly going to see new moon.
i was not pleased. i hit my emergency lights and managed to round the corner to get out of peoples' way. the guy behind me was super cool, though (i would have been all sorts of annoyed) and pulled over and helped me.

long story short, muchas gracias to ruel of payson, utah and his sons ammon and sam for buying me a little red can full of gas. and honorable mention to spencer, another friendly motorist, for use of his funnel...because that "spill-proof" nozzle mos def was not spill-proof.

ruel told me to write about this in my journal. ha. i'm bad at blogging and even worse at journal keeping. but something tells me he he'll let such a shout-out slide.

apparently i'm doing something wrong

the other day, the daily universe (or the daily u for those with style) ran a front page story about people scoring dates in the library. i know. it's a pressing matter, people.

if you (inexplicably) don't want to read that whole article, i will sum up the important points for you:

• people get asked out in the library. sure. it's BYU. people get asked out everywhere.
  
• certain floors are more social than others - particularly the fifth floor. maybe it's the sunshine. but probably it's the cellphone reception.
• some girls get asked out in the library by total strangers as frequently as every other week.
  

ummm, what??

who are these girls? how do they do that? are they living on the fifth floor of the library? with a beef jerky stand? they're probably just *blonde.

don't worry, they gave some tips on how to be an HBLL hot commodity.

what not to do:

1. study.

what to do:

1. talk to friends.

i see. now i know what i'm doing wrong.

*i have nothing against blondes. i myself was a stunningly blonde child. i rocked that look. and for about a year and a half back there i was a (not quite as stunning) blonde again. i went on more dates in that period of my life than all the rest of it as a brunette. and for half of it i was in a relationship. conclusion: dudes dig blondes.

totally not hiding under a bushel

last night at the ward talent show, megan, kimberlee, hailey, and i performed this:



we have a somewhat loose interpretation of the word "talent."

we still think we're pretty funny, though.

simply stunning:)

yo yankees...

couldn't you have stepped it up a little bit?

it's wednesday night and no gLee.




i guess this will have to suffice for now...