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remember the never ending story? more specifically, remember the three doors atreyu had to walk through to find the cure for the nothing? and even more specifically, remember the third door? the one where atreyu had to look at himself for who he truly was?

i always thought atreyu’s decision was silly - i thought that looking in a mirror and walking through seemed much easier than running past two huge winged mammoths with lazor eyes… i guess that made sense to my eight year old mind… but i’m realizing that when one gets to be twenty-eight, they tend to think quite differently…

i’ve realized that at twenty-eight, you really grasp just what you’re capable of and gain an authentic understanding of who you really are. you see the lives you have affected and those that have affected you – both positively and negatively. you see that you’ve stubbed your toes a few times and caused yourself to learn things the hard way – but you also grow from these lessons and appreciate the strength you didn’t know you had. you can realize that the reason you’re frustrated with someone else is really because you’re frustrated with yourself. you can set boundaries and stop the bad habits. you can realize your own selfishness. you can love and let yourself be loved. you can score 20,418 points in bejeweled and still meet your monthly quota. you can speak your mind or you can hold it all in. you can vocalize your fears and you can make a difference. you get to make a choice. and when you smile, you can feel that you are whole.

twenty-seven was good, but i have a feeling twenty-eight will be even better…

champagne taste, beer budget

sometimes my frugal-savvy-ness really gets in my way. i refuse to pay full price for anything - unless i absolutely, stop-in-my-tracks-can't-live-without-it-love something. which rarely happens. this anj-ism is really crampin my style [so to speak] in regard to purchasing a big girl bag. i really, really want one [and will even go as far as to say i need one], but i just cannot bring myself to spend $250.00+ on a bag...

*all from urban outfitters. i couldn't even bring myself to look at anthropology.

sucker

i'm a sucker for beautiful poetry, a beautiful voice, combined with a beautiful sound... i found a solution to the predicament of yesterday:

deVotchKa - januray 28th - in the venue.

in need of...

... some LIVE music!

something happens at a live show - there's an aura in the air that just exudes energy and excitement. i need that. i need that badly. it's been a bit since i have attended a live show [i think of montreal was the last one] and while listening to my oh eight was so great mix earlier, i got all uppity and anxious about the lack of concerts as of late. such is life, i guess... i get that bands need to take some time off too - but i sure could use that special "something" that recharges me when i am fortunate enough to attend a good live show. especially when its an artist or band that i looooove.

i'd even settle for something i luke-warm love right about now...

[so about the oh eight was so great mix: i've been experiencing some pretty serious technical difficulties with my computer, so just be patient and i'll get it to you as soon as i am able... remember: good things come to those who wait.]

randomness

one: december is by far the most blog-o-riffic month i've had. i think i'm at something like thirty posts... this blog thing goes in ebbs and flows, so i guess its a good think i'm taking advantage of the holiday "down time".

and two: i went to buy some new jeans yesterday, not that i needed them, but because i was feeling festive. i went to urban blues on 33rd south where they sale designer denim at discount prices - i highly recommend checking this place out - they have gear for guys too! so as it turns out, i wear two sizes smaller than i thought! you can imagine what that did for my psyche the rest of the day... needless to say it was a good day.

and three: i hope you all had a wonderful christmas, filled with fun and laughs and plenty of treats... i know i sure did!

walk with me...

... down memory lane:

for some reason i've been enthralled in the footloose soundtrack the past little bit. ok, maybe "enthralled" is a bit much, but i've listened to it more than twice but less than ten times. [sidenote: doveman actually covers the album, and you can find more about that here.] anyway, this soundtrack, and specifically the title track, remind me of our house in kaysville. ty and i were probably four and three [respectively] and we'd put the cassette in the biiiig ghetto blaster, crank the volume up, and get dancey! i think my favorite part of all this is when we'd put on our sunday shoes just to kick them off when kenny loggins sings, "...kick off your sunday shoes" ...

wow, ty, you were a really good sport. i'd like to post a picture of you playing dress-up with me, but i can't find it and mom's scanner is not working. perhaps i'll see what i can come up with...

fitter, happier

it occurred to me today while i was putting in some much needed treadmill time that i haven't been able to wear my favorite pair of jeans in about five years. yeah, FIVE YEARS. give it a minute to let that sink in, i sure had to... now i could get all depressed about this subject and come up with various justifications and reasonings for my lack of favorite-jeans-appreciation, but that is not the point of all this [nor is it a characteristic i choose to oblige]. perhaps my endorphins played a part in my reaction or it was the playlist i was running to - i'm not sure - but this realization inspired me to push harder and go farther/longer than i have in quite awhile. more importantly, though, this "little" factoid sparked those feelings of determination and ambition i had for being fit [and healthy] that somehow got lost five-ish years ago. i can't really explain it - but my sense of dedication to physical fitness came back just as quickly as it was lost... and guess what? it felt soooo good!

now my reasoning for blogging about this is two-fold; first of all, it means a lot to me that these feelings have returned. over the past four-five years, i have had more than a few bouts of, "i'm going to hit it hard [come monday]!" and, "it's high time i get back in shape!" ... but nothing has quite sparked like what happened today. like i said, i can't explain it... i feel this is important for myself to put down in writing, so here we are. i also feel that blogging about this holds me accountable to keeping it up. being accountable is huge for me - so i really can't think of a better way to accomplish these things...

i plan to write a weekly blog about where i'm at and how i'm feeling. and also, about how the jeans are fitting. :) hopefully you people will enjoy reading about this journey as well. i got a new app for my iphone called "iShape" that will help me track my progress. i hope to be brave enough to post before and after photos, but for now, those will remain private... for obvious reasons. :)

post script: the title is from a radiohead song you can find on ok computer

hey lisa!

two words: four corners
two more words: four corners TO THIS!



i've had some sweet dance-parties to this song... solo and mono-y-mono and even whilst laying in bed.

text exchange between the oldest [trav] and the middlest [me]

middlest: hi brother [sent from my iPhone*].
oldest: what? you got an iPhone? why didn't you blog about it or put something on your facebook?
middlest: i did. last friday. get with the now.

so here it is, for all the world to know - my street-cred/social-stock-value has just gone up. how much? i'm not sure due to the economy... but friend me now, sweet people of the internets, and you can maybe touch my new phone. but only maybe.



*remember how i mentioned i do things for my own amusement a lot of the time? this was one of those times.

happy festivus!

december 23: festivus
n. an alternative to the crass commercialization of christmas, typically celebrated on december 23. it involves the airing of grievances (telling your family and friends all the ways they have disappointed you during the year) and does not end until the feats of strength (pinning the head of the family) are accomplished. a plain, metal pole is used in lieu of a christmas tree, because decorations (such as tinsel) is distracting from the true meaning of the holiday.

"a festivus for the rest of us! -george costanza

source: urban dictionary.

who would've thought

built to spill covers m.i.a.

happy [early] birthday to me!

it was a toss-up between the big girl purse i've been wanting since september view here in coffee bean but refuse to pay full price for ... or THIS ... so i went with the latter.

i have regretted not seeing justin timberlake in phoenix for two years now... and that two years has really taken it's toll - i've had to settle for his concert on dvd... anyway, back to the matter at hand...

b.spears - april 14th - she better perfom songs off in the zone, my favorite of hers due to nostalgia.

p.s. it just dawned on me that i paid the same for these tickets as i did for david sedaris. although the sedaris monies went to npr and i got to write it off, regardless, that show was well worth it! so i'm sure that brit will also make me proud!

girl talk

gregg gillis + macbookpro = girl talk

i'm going to be brief about this and give you the idea, link to his myspace, and allow you to take it from there.

anyway, girl talk mashes up indie/pop/hip-hop and creates not only an outstanding dance-party, but also some pretty sweet beats to run to [yes, i did just say "sweet beats"]. i've seen this guy and his computer a couple times at the urban lounge, and i can tell you this: no one, not one person, leaves the place not dripping in sweat [no exaggeration] and also, reeking of cigarette smoke. these shows were some of my favorite nights of '07 and '08. and just as a sidenote: girl talk insists on being part of the crowd - at the first show i saw, he pulled the table off the stage and into the middle of the floor. a tarp covered his computer to protect it from the amount of sweat that was flying through the air.

so his latest album, feed the animals, is available as a "pay what you want" download. much like radiohead did with in rainbows. so you really have no excuse not to check it out. but listener beware, a parental advisory for explicit lyrics is included [sorry, mom].

linky link:
take me to the girl talk myspace page so i can see for myself this dance-tasic dude anji speaks of

eye-tunes revamped

this may be for my sole amusement but that's the case with a lot of the things i do, so i'm ok with it. for whatever reasons, i almost always wake-up in the morning with a random song in my head. i'm not sure the why's or how's, but this has been an on-going thing for as long as i can remember. i've tried to trick myself into using it to my advantage, like saying to myself, "self [i don't actually say "self" but i threw that in for lisa], you're going to be so psyched in the morning when you get to find out just what song mister sandman planted in your head!" ... that tactic has actually never worked... i'm still not the biggest fan of getting out of bed.

i digress, i've decided that my eye-tunes will now be changed daily to the song that i woke-up with in my head. what a fun way for all of us to enjoy this wackiness!! that's right kids... this will be FUN!

well, without further adu, i present to you the song-o-the-morn.

pS keep in mind you can always just pause the song if you're not into this sort of thing.

work perk [part deux]

this picture speaks for itself. my only commentary is this: if you talk about something enough, people just may start to listen. AND mick jagger was right, "...if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you neeeeeeed..."

moh-stache

one of the perks of having long-ish hair [aside from the obvious sexy-factor] is that i can disguise myself with a hair-stache whilst utilizing public transportation...
exhibit a:

sorry about the image quality but you get the 'picture'. also, please no jokes about mustache rides.

share and tell

i've had a few requests from you people to post some of my written "work". early 2007 i came up with some pick-up lines, written in the voice of a neurotic person. although only slightly neurotic myself [i think all women are] i did my best and think they're kinda clever, but then again, i'm biased. so here are three of my favorites from this little collection...

what time do you have to be back in heaven? i'm not suggesting you're dead or that you look dead or even that you believe in an afterlife. i was just referencing the widely accepted notion that heaven [regardless of religion] is a utopia. and since a utopia is a perfect place and everything in it is perfect, i just thought you'd be from there. you got time for some falafel?

you must be a light switch, because every time i see you, you turn me on. and i'm not so sure that's a good thing, what with global warming and all. i'm not so sure it's bad thing either, but i try to leave the lights off as much as possible and definitely if i'm not in the room at the time. i even shut down my computer every night. you'd be surprised how the little things can make a big difference. have you used those energy-efficient light bulbs?

if you were words on a page, you'd be what they call "fine print." now, that's not to say you are the much maligned and oft-ignored small-print disclaimer that the legal department of many corporations slip in toward the bottom of their ads to stipulate the limitations of their offers. i was just using a little wordplay with "fine."

one. two. three. four...

... and i want more.

yum

i had a weird craving that just had to be satisfied today. its kinda chilly outside, but i walked to the grocer to purchase some lucky charms and a pint of milk. i honestly have no idea where this craving came from, but god bless that man who came up with this cereal. and god bless my ability to get to the store sans car. i guess stranger things have been known to happen, just not usually to me.

charm on!

pat myself on the back...

... i don't mean to toot my own horn, but i gotta brag a little... and seeing as how this is my blog i feel justified in doing so...

i just got a verbal commitment from the salt city derby girls that they have decided to take 'me' up on 'our' offer and will now be calling the salt palace "home"! boooyaaaah! i mean, BOOOOYYYYAAAAHHH! that's nine solid events [quite possibly more], contracts to be issued, and my name surrounded in stars... not really, but go with me on this one...

so aside from the feeling good about myself and my ability to successfully perform my job, this really doesn't mean much [read: i don't work on commission]. however, i'd say feeling good about oneself and one's success is worth more than any commission would be...

p.s. my main contact [dirty pirate hooker - seriously, that's her derby-alias] said, "...on a personal level, i just want to thank you for all you've done. we really enjoy working with you and we think you're awesome."

question...

...for you blahg-savvy individuals out there who have me on an rss or google reader [em? bean?]... first of all thank you, how flattering! even though it makes it easier on your lives, i still find it exciting that someone, other than my mother, wants to keep up with my to-do's and ramblings. anyway, to the point of this rambling: i typically proof-read before i post in the create window. then i'll publish and "view blog" to read it again. often times i decide to edit when i'm "viewing blog". so i edit. then post. edit again. then post [again]. so my question is this: does it show multiple posts in your 'tracker' or just the once? if it shows multiple times i sincerely apologize, as it is easier for me to proof-read when i see how the final 'product' comes together.

let me know. i hate to be annoying [the only exception to that is when i'm with my brothers - its what sisters do].

JemCon and jem's influence on my life

i randomly came across a photo of a keytar today. it reminded me of my jem and the holograms plastic keytar toy i had in the second grade. i even took that keytar to show-and-tell and remember getting made fun of relentlessly by the popular girls for it [namely, jennifer kauffman]. did i care? not really, because that thing was awesome! soooo awesome, in fact, the top even lifted-up for a storage area! and a 'funny' sidenote: jem's shoes fit ken [barbie's boy-toy] so he became a cross-dresser and stayed in the keytar at all times [mom, you might have wanted to look into that]... anyway, i quickly google-image-searched "jem and the holograms keytar" and although i couldn't find anything on the keytar, i found a link to a thing called JemCon ... a convention for jem enthusiasts! seeing as how i'm in the convention business, this might be something i could convince to come to salt lake... but probably not.

so back to jem, she meant a lot to me. grandma holt even had a special jem coloring book that only i got to color in. she'd bring it out just for me when we'd come to visit. spoiled much? you betchya! that grandma holt was amazing.

and another jem story: for my sixth birthday all i wanted was a jem figurine/doll. i remember my dad being gone all day shopping for one... turns out he didn't find one so i got jem's best friend, kimberly, instead. kimberly?! she was no jem. this was a big deal to six-year-old little me. and although he tried, i used to joke that this was the beginning of the daddy-disappointment ... he doesn't read this blog so i'm ok in saying that.

in closing, here's a photo:

that's kimberly playing the keyboard - wait a minute - maybe dad was just foreseeing something in my future?! whatever it is - jem will always hold a special space in my heart. as will that keytar!

oh eight was so great

after some tweaking and fine-tuning, the "oh eight was so great" tribute-to-concerts/shows-i-attended-in-2008 compilation c.d. is fineato! [did you notice my play on the word "finito"?! fi-NEAT-o?! sometimes even i'm impressed by my own cleverness.]

although this compliation does not include tracks from all the shows i attended this year [i'm forgetful sometimes, you see], it does include the majority of them and most definitely the highlights. also important to note, some of the songs i chose are select favorites from each artist - not necessarily what was played at said show. keep that in mind.

so just what is on this compact disc, you ask?!... well let me tell you...

you will find artists such as:
the faint, cansei de ser sexy, feist, andrew bird, the fleet foxes, of montreal, yelle, m.i.a., the swell season, etc., with special guest, CHROMEO, from the show in portlandia.

so anyway, if you'd like a copy, leave a comment. and if you don't, then you're missing out.

p.s. i'm going to number each copy because i'm rad like that. 001 has already been spoken for.

interesting* turn of events...

*i use "interesting" loosely...

yesterday beth [hi mom!] and i went past the sugarhouse shopping center on our way to "the hamptons" [i've appropriately dubbed their house "the hamptons" since it is in the 'burbs and is kinda fancy... well, compared to my a.p.t. it is fancy] ... mom went into michaels and i told her to come find me in the nordstrom rack. to make a not-long story shorter i walked outta the rack empty-handed and walked outta michales with $50 less to my name.

yeah, like i said, "interesting" was used loosely.

doo bee doo bee doo

as i'm continually seeking out new music and examining my ever-evolving [not to mention eclectic] tastes - i've noticed a theme. it's no question how i feel about the arcade fire and as i was listening to radiohead's in rainbows today it dawned on me just what that theme is: i really, really, really love the inclusion of classical music & orchestral instruments in modern "rock". this might have something to do with my time spent on the viola in fifth, sixth, and seventh grades, but i'm really not quite sure. regardless, there is a certain appeal of the versatility, not to mention beauty, with this integration of classical instruments.

anyway, after this "aaahhhhh - that's what it is" moment, i remembered this youtube video from a couple years ago. this guy is amazing. what's the deal with asians and their unnatural talent?!

if they only knew...

from: jim in IT
to: all staff
subject: holiday party

Here’s a fun idea for those of you who can take pictures with your cell phones. Take fun or interesting pictures of your co-workers and send them to me. We need some fresh pictures for our holiday party slide show.

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mwahaha... if there was one way to get me to the holiday party, this was it.

pretty little things...

... being a girl ain't so bad:


i love the simple elegance of this necklace. i need to add more necklaces to my collection. which isn't much of a collection at all.

necklace and other lovelies found here

i think she loves me...

after a busy, busy morning i get back to my desk and find the following e-note in my inbox. thanks, mom. you made me teary.

Anji,
Today in the paper, I saw where KUER is asking people to write first person insights into what "the author" feels is important. It is for essays to be considered to be read on "This I Believe" series. I think I have heard it before, but not thinking of any of the essays specifically. You are such a good writer, I thought you might be interested.
With your gift, you could start writing for the fun of it and submit your articles "like" to McSweeney or something. You laugh but I bet your stuff is just as good. Perhaps having a little time at work, you could use this to springboard your hobby into being "known" as a writer/entertainer. I really think you are THAT GOOD. I have your first published work "Pile of Petals" to show your started long ago!
Just a thought cuz I love you!!
If you want more info on this KUER thing..It was in Section E/The Mix under Finds on the front page. It is titled What do you believe? Send as an email attachment to cwc@slcc.edu and include "This I Believe" in the subject line. For more info it says to contact Christina Smith at Christina.Smith@slcc.edu of 801-957-4992.
Hope you have a GREAT day. This I believe you deserve!! :-)

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sidenotes:

-the articles "like" that my lovely mother is referring to are, for the most part, complete satire. so i think she says "like" because they're not what she's accustomed to reading in martha stewart. also important to consider, they may be about you or someone you know. i cannot guarantee that they won't be offensive to said persons. i can guarantee, however, that they will make you laugh.

-"pile of petals" was written for the literary magazine in junior high or high school. do not ask to see it because i won't show it to you.

-if you are unfamiliar with mcsweeney's quarterly concern, i suggest you remedy that situation immediately by clicking on the link to the left.

-finally, i feel it necessary to point out that when she said i could be an "entertainer," she did not mean adult entertainment. clean it up, people.

please and thank you, santa

here is my eChristmas list. since the majority of these items cannot be purchased at costco [all apologies], i have included links for your purchasing ease. i also feel it is important to let you know that i have been a very, very good girl this year. ;)

*holga green fisheye set here [note: if this is not an option for christmas, it is most definitely what i want for the birthday]

*i want a simple, yet efficient sewing machine. you're an expert in this field so i'll leave you to the researching on this one.

*random access memory for my notebook. i cannot find a link so we'd just have to take it to mac docs or the apple store. for your budgeting purposes, santa, i believe it will be around $100 [at least that's what they told me when i took it in a few months ago].

*gift cards here or here are always a safe bet as i know you don't like picking out apparel for me. which is understandable.

*these are always nice. and you can purchase them at costco.

*here is a want and not necessarily a need, but would protect my eyes whilst looking stylish. tortoise frame, not black.

*one of these to ice my ankle after running. but you may want to talk to emilee before you buy.

*and on the subject of running these - size ten. big feet = big heart.

*this family to live within direct-flight distance, if not closer.

*stocking stuffer ideas: this and this

that seems like a good start. let me know if you have any questions, you jolly fellow-ette, you. you've got my contact info.

twenty eight

in twenty eight days i will be twenty eight years old. although i'm not the biggest fan of my date of birth, i'm feeling ok about this one. i guess maybe it's the idea of going back to even numbers. and being closer to thirty. did/does anyone else look forward to thirty like i do? and can anyone explain to me why i'm looking forward to thirty and have been since i was, like, twenty? that doesn't seem very typical. but then again, this is me we're talking about.

she's crafty...

... she [doesn't] get around... she's crafty, man, she's always down...

i made this:

last night. i was inspired by something similar i saw at urban outfitters. they wanted 18 bucks for what i made with $5. there was one minor problem ---> i have no idea where my glue gun is [hint hint, santa] so i had to use elmer's.

"save the cheerleader..." more like, save me from having to watch you hayden pinkett or whatever your last name is...

most of you will not get this. some of you may. whatever.

claire really bothers me. she always has. and i've tried to give her a chance. it just didn't work. last night's episode was good for a lot of reasons, but mainly because she didn't say much. except to gasp for air when the eclipse passed.

hiro nakamura, however, does not bother me. i get the biggest kick out of him when he speaks english. i don't know why. maybe its just his dialect. or maybe the way he squints his eyes.

ps i think this is a record for longest blog title on anj-eye. i think i'll buy myself a diet cherry cola in celebration.

what?!

i'm really not quite sure how i forgot to mention this because, in all honesty, it is the best thing to happen around here [read: the office] since we learned about tin foil and plastic wrap [here] ...

are you ready for the news?! any idea what i'm gonna say next?!

wait for it...
wait for it:

casual friday has been extended to CASUAL MONTH.

i don't even care if i'm the only one out there in this blog-o-sphere who is excited about this - casual fridays are good. casual month is even better! first of all, you know how i feel about denim. second of all, you know how i feel about my closet and what is in my closet. third of all [that doesn't sound right] no more changing from bicycle-appropriate-attire to work-attire in the morning. and then back again for the ride home.

here is a visual for your viewing pleasure [and also because bill told me my blog had too many words]:


now if they'd only listen to me and get me that mac. i told the-powers-that-be i could guarantee my productivity increasing immensely, but still its a no-go... i'll keep 'working' on it [as opposed to actaully 'working' - which i would do if i actually had anything to do].

of course i was listening to the arcade fire

and this lyric is spot on with how i'm feeling today:

"between the click of the light and the start of a dream" ...

now don't read too much into that because its just me with these thoughts dancing around in my head. you'd be suprised at what running does for one's psyche.

also, that line came from the song, "no cars go" and you can find it on both funeral and neon bible. if you want either or both album[s], letta me know and i'll gladly hook you up.

shoulda, woulda, coulda...

they say hind-sight is 20/20 and i guess i gotta agree. although these mystical "they" say a lot of things that i often ignore. anyway - lets continue...

today i'm wearing these awesome tights that i bought when i was in rome, and if i could do it over again [hence the hind-sight schpill] i'd buy like 10 pair. honestly, the best tights ever. according to the color code, these tights are color 336633 [here] and are seriously opaque. you'd be surprised at how hard it is to find quality leg wear that is seriously opaque. and i think they were only 5 euros - so $7.50ish. that's half what the american apparel wants for their on-par hosiery*.

so if any of my five readers are traveling to europe anytime soon, pick me up some tights and also that bike helmet [here] you'll be handsomely rewarded with a giant smile from me! and maybe some cupcakes.

*i have a 15% off friends & family coupon code for the american apparel so leave a comment if you want it.

big t nilly

this is a shout-out to trav [yo trav! what's up trav!] and a request that he quit ignoring his blog. i never check it because he never updates it - but seriously, the two posts that are on it, are seriously funny. i'd say he got his sense of humor from me, but that would be impossible - he's older. however, it seemingly took him a bit longer in life to be so funny, so maybe he really did get it from me... hmm, something to think about... either way, trav, post more!

you can find his blog in the lovely list to the left of this post.

new playlist

music really revs me up and gets me going [not to mention, keeps me going] on those runs that i do for fun. anyway, here's the new playlist and although i'm totally biased, i think its totally awesome.

tv on the radio: wolf like me
elastica: stutter
ladytron: destroy everything
mgmt: kids
radiohead: bodysnatchers
santogold: les artistes
the sounds: hurt you
the ting tings: shut up and let me go
tokyo police club: nature of the experiment
vhs or beta: night on fire
bonnie tyler: holding out for a hero

this is really funny

i hope this isn't one of those "you had to be there" stories because it was really funny. anyway, last night i went and saw a movie with a dude and afterward i had to use the restroom. it was a late movie at the independent movie house so the restroom wasn't busy at all. so a girl walks in right before me and goes into a stall. somehow i managed to choose the stall next to her. and we both just sat there. in silence. both with stage fright. so she gives a little giggle and i think "should i laugh too? we're both struggling... why did i pick the stall next to her in an empty bathroom?" so i give a giggle. then we both just start laughing. and she says "ok i'll start it" and abracadabra - stage fright cured.

yeah - i just read through this and it's not nearly as funny as it was last night. oh well. a blog post is a blog post.

pS the date was awesome!

this caught my eye...

i find this photo absolutely brilliant. some of you may be going "huh?" but art speaks differently to everyone. and this speaks to me.

i found it here.

you know what they say about payback

here's a follow-up to this. this sh*t happened twice this morning. TWICE! i go in to refill and lo-and-behold, the pot is empty. needless to say, this didn't make me very happy. so, being the considerate coffee drinking co-worker that i am, i made another pot. the first time. then, i went back for round three, and what do i see? an empty pot. so you know what i did? i decided to fore-go the third cup and brew these lovelies another pot. but instead of only putting in five scoops of coffee, i put in eight. that's some seriously strong [not to mention seriously gross] coffee. chomp on that [which they probably will, seeing as how it will be super think] you inconsiderate-coffee-drinking-non-making jerk[s].

ugh. now i'm going downstairs to the CVB where they understand the unwritten coffee-drinker etiquette and actually brew decent coffee.

good day.

lists'n'such...

pleasantries:
*watching this on saturday
*wearing this [that i got on sale for $19.99] on a date [that i have yet to be asked to - which is beside the point] with my black skinny jeans [that finally fit again - success!]
*tricking him with the "updawg" game that only i love [sidenote: the only person that appeases me with this is dad, but only because he knows i get a kick out of it - he told me so]
*grays-going-bye-bye tonight at this place for only thirty bucks
*kissing this guy over and over and over again [but that's not 'til december]

now for the unpleasantries:
*bruised this = ouch!
*getting one of these
*wishing i could be here instead of here
*missing all of them

oh, snowbird, how i've missed you...

i went snowboarding today and wondered why i took so much time off... this is definitely my sport. and it totally counts as cross-training for that halfy in january.

although the snow left a lot to be desired [seriously, 23" base? let's just say its a good thing i hadn't tuned the board], the company could not have been better! and top that off with barbacoa! wowza - awesome day to say the least. [inquire within for details.]

i'm so psyched on this up-coming season! and i cannot wait for the developments ahead... again, inquire within for details.




that's the bunny hill, chickadee, behind me. i learned to ski on that hill when i was a wee lass so that lift always makes me feel nostalgic. it wasn't open today, but i never turn down an opportunity for a photo-op.

by the time i write this the pot will be brewed...

if someone can send an inter-office email about tin foil and plastic wrap [here], then i should be able to send the following rant:

dear co-workers,

it has been broughten* to my attention that one of you took the last cup of coffee and failed to brew another pot. now i fully understand the effort it takes, having done it several times myself, to make a new pot. you gotta measure out five even tablespoons full, put it into the filter, press the button, and like magic here comes the liquid power! so work** with us here! its not even 9:00 - obviously people are going to be wanting more coffee. in the office, there are those of us who drink the coffee and those of us who make+drink the coffee. what side of that fence do you really want to be on? have some common courtesy and brew another pot.

sincerely, under-caffeinated and unproductive [at no fault of my own]

*i use "broughten" instead of "brought" for my own amusement - i am fully aware of my grammatical error.
**pun fully intended, although i'm sure few will actually get it.

oh hello winter...

... lovely to see you again!



it has been snowing non-stop since i left the a.p.t. this morning. it feels odd - perhaps because i wasn't expecting it. and also, since it's snowing so much downtown.

i'm really gald i don't have to shovel.

i promise this was not staged...

... after work the other night, i droped my stuff on the table and went straight to the bathroom... when i came out, this is what i saw...


now you all know where i stand... as if there were any question.

social networking perks

ya know, i just gotta say, without access to such web-sites as facebook, myspace [i hack a friend's account and lurk via "blue lady" - myspace was soooooo 2004], youtube, match.com [aka hook-me-up-dot-com], and the like - i'm not sure i could make it through the day. what, with me being highly efficient in everything work [and non-work] related [read: slow times in the sales & marketing department] and finishing most stuff as it comes in, the days would draaaaaaaaaag. even more so than today has. perhaps i should go back to those one-point-five hour lunches... yeah... i think i'll do that tomorrow.

so to those going "w-t-f is this about?!" ... travis inspired this post. whoever he works for has blocked access to such time-wasters as mentioned above. sorry trav. you're missin out! rest assured that your mis-fortune is my privilege. and oh, how good it feels, to be so privileged!

currently streaming...

... yelle. i don't necessarily get it either, mom, but i sure do like it!

chaaaaah-liiiiieeeee

my mom gets to go see this charlie:


so i decided to post this video of a different [less adorable] charlie:


for some reason, that video makes me laugh everytime i see it!

boo! i mean, baaawk! baawk baawk!

some girls look at halloween as an excuse to dress provocatively [read: like skanks] ... or as the work email that went out yesterday inviting all staff to dress-up referred to it as, "lewd and offensive." anyway, i am not one of those girls. never have been and most likely never will be. so here are some photos of my oh-so-appropriate/oh-so-not-lewd/oh-so-unflattering costume...

i'm still trying to figure out why i was crossing the road...

style meets safety

i really really really want one of these, so if any of you happen to be in ireland, the uk, germany, switzerland, or denmark - let me know and i'll fully reimburse you. i've already checked ebay but to no avail... :(



anyway, i am in love with this bicycle helmet. thanks, em, for your fantastic discovery!

dreams

as a rule, i do not think too much about my dreams and their meaning. mainly because i rarely remember them and when i do, they seem pretty messed-up/weird the next day. anyway, last night's was an exception. i was on project runway and it was our first challenge. we were to make halloween costumes by modifying vintage clothing. here's where it gets foggy... i remember we had one minute to grab as many items as we could from a huge warehouse full of clothes [for those p.r. fans reading this, remember the levis challenge? i'm sure that had something to do with this] ... i remember scoring all the best materians and then it was me talking to the camera ... i was saying something about my clothes being gone so then i only had 30 seconds to grab more and yak yak yak - and before i figured it all out, my alarm went off and totally interrupted my next move. although i hit snooze, i couldn't get back to that dream. which is totally unfortunate because i'm sure i would've won.

if i recall correctly, the costume i had in mind was a hipster-ballerina. with stripped tights and a tule tu-tu.

now i ain't sayin i'm a gold digga...

...but this game is totally addicting:

http://www.arizonagoldprospectors.com/games/index.html

remaining optimistic is key

i had a "non-manadatory/mandatory-when-you-work-for-dan-hayes" staff meeting at 7:00 this morning. due to the trax schedule, this required me to leave my apartment at 6:30 [it was still quite dark out, by the way]. which meant getting up by 6:00 [i showered last night]. with the need to snooze a few times, i set the alarm for 5:30. luckily, i have a timer on my coffee pot so i set it last night and awoke to fresh java [for the record, this is the first time i have ever referred to coffee as "java" ... and i'm thinkin its the last]. anyway, today was one of those instances where it is damn near impossible to get out of bed. it was all warm and cozy and i knew it wouldn't be so warm and cozy anywhere else. but whatever, the point of this blog is this -----> in remaining optimistic, i thought to myself, "well, it could always be worse. i could be hung-over." actually, i think my exact thought was "at least i'm not hung-over." either way, sometimes it taks a silver lining to make the morning bearable. and a strong cuppa-joe*.

*first and last usage as well

coffee break

big, sexy hair may be in... but carb-face certainly is not.

thanks, utah foods, for bringing us this plate and placing it on the filing cabinet just outside my cubicle so that i can watch people come, stare, contemplate, and then grab a pastrie[s] and go. although i did not enjoy one of these unappealing treats myself, i did enjoy watching my co-workers' internal should-i-or-shouldnt-i struggle. someone actually said, "oh, i just don't know. i guess i should eat the last one. i wouldn't want it to get lonely." when asked how it was, the response was "stale." hmm... at least it wasn't lonely!

its time

its time for me to tackle the round-brush. i have never been coordinated enough to use a round-brush without dropping the blow-dryer, dropping the brush, or getting either tangled into a hairy-mess. but no more! i vow to get it down! big, sexy hair seems to be making a come-back and its a good think i've neglected to do anything with my 'do for the past, oh, six months [with the exception of the occasional bang trim or color - i've got the nilsson premature gray thing goin on]... 'lucky' are those who were on the big hair bandwagon since it began - no new skill to learn for you [way to go, mom]!

i wonder...

work is kinda slow today and that song below got me to thinking [well, as i was heating up my lunch i got to thinking, but go with me on this...] so i wonder if britney spears ever looks at a picture of k.fed and then looks at a picture of justin timberlake, and thinks, "wow. that was a good decision." seriously: jT to k.fed? in my opinion, it is not even a question. [which gramatically speaking, it really is not a question.]

anyway, perhaps she answers that question in this:


mom, pencil me in... i'm coming over on november 30th.

and for the rest of you, although i have tried, i still cannot figure out just where this fascination with britney spears came from. i blame ty. thanks ty. and danny.

hey ty!

glen hansard from the swell season covers b. spears' everytime ---->


[before playing the above you may want to scroll to the bottom and pause the eye-tunes.]

don't be this guy

do you think this dude-bro saw me take his picture since he obviously has eyes on the back of his head? why else would he be wearing sunglasses upside down and backwards?!

i love public transportation.



he also had a faux-hawk. and a hot-pink v-neck hurley t-shirt. need i say more?!

another shout-out to charlie

as this guy gets older, the chances of me having my own are getting slimmer - not necessarily because of the obvious reasons [read: being single] but because he just keeps getting more and more adorable... makes me doubt whether or not i could make one that could even hold a candle to little charlie's flame.

an equation with a lovely sound

zooey deschanel + m. ward = she & him

love it!

"suitable" observations

a few weeks ago, whilst perusing my closet in a haste to find something to wear and make it out the door on time, i stumbled upon [seriously, time to organize the walk-in] my collection of suits [sidenote: now the title seems cleaver and not lame, eh?]. said collection sits to the far right of the closet, hidden by a tall rack of shoes, each piece covered in a plastic sheath - so one can understand how this collection could easily be ignored. well, that, and they haven't fit in i'm-not-even-sure-how-long. anyway, needless to say, i threw one on [not literally] and was out the door feeling quite pleased the brown-pinstripe [a personal fav] fit again [yay!] and was actually comfortable [no longer tight on the tummy]. so i went through the day and only a few people asked if i had a job interview, to which i would reply "yeah, yours" and continue on with my business [which seems a lot more important to the observer when one is wearing a suit]. that night i hung-up the brown-pinstripe and decided i'd try on the remainder of the collection to see what fit [a couple didn't but i'm still working on it so they will, eventually] seeing as how i am now a fan of the suit. for various reasons. including, but not limited to:

*people take you seriously
*crazy/drunk/homeless people on the train don't talk to you and allow you to read in peace - and yes, i've seen drunk people on my way to work - at 7:45ish in the a.m.
*they fit again so each wear is a personal triumph! at least until the novelty wears off
*compliments, people, above-average amounts of compliments
*takes the guess-work out of planning an outfit - all you gotta do is coordinate the shoes and the top - possibly the jewelry if you gave yourself enough time to get that far [this one is the best]
*and so on and so forth...

someone once told me that if you want to get ahead in the corporate world, you gotta dress to the next level... i'm not sure where i was on the scale before, but forget about it - i've taken it to the top level - the suit level. and it feels pretty damn good. you know what else would feel pretty damn good? a raise and/or promotion - but patience is a virtue and good things come to those who wait. and why not finish this off with one more cliche seeing as how i'm on a roll: if you look good, you feel good. enough said.

a good, relaxing weekend

in spite of having to come into work at midnight on friday [to move chairs/set a room for 6000 until 3:30ish in the am] i had a very enjoyable weekend. nothing incredibly eventful happened. ate some delicious sushi on friday with a friend, slept in past noon on saturday [which i did not feel guilty about seeing as how i didn't make it to bed until 4:00am], bummed around town with my mom [you may remember her from my last post], watched some movies in her bed [al was outta town, otherwise that might seem a little odd], did some sewing on sunday, and attended my grandpa's 80th birthday party sunday night. then, i woke up to overcast skies and a slight drizzle - my fav. so anyway, it's been a good day for a monday.

the chicago extravaganza [still dancing letters, mind you]

chicago is by far my favorite city in the uS. before new york and before san francisco. there is just this ambiance of lovely that i cannot seem to capture with words or pictures, so you'll just have to take my word [and lack thereof] for it. i had the pleasure of spending four days in the windy city [which was far more wet than windy] with my mom and we had such an amazing time. i just gotta set the record straight here and say that my mom is the best in the world. you may think yours is, but you are wrong. beth wins hands down. she even has a trophy that says so!

we saw wicked... which i absolutely LOVED! how could you not?! the costuming alone was phenomenal - i pictured walking into a room full of bolts and bolts of these incredible fabrics and was just awestruck - that must be what heaven is like - but back to the trip... we shopped, i ran in a tropical storm called ike [maybe you've heard of it?] while mom waited and cheered me on [also drenched], shopped some more, saw a few movies, ate great meals, and finished it all off with more shopping. which is quite an accomplishment seeing as how my mom not a shopper... at all! so i'd just like publicly thank her again for being such a great sport! and thank her again for loving me enough to take a cab to to the other side of town [the castro district of chicago, if you know what i'm sayin ;)]just to go to the g-star store. see, like i said, best mom in the WORLD!

now its back to work and the grind ... i'm totally struggling for motivation. more coffee, please.

not much to say...

... i haven't really had anything blog-tastic happen lately and i've been quite busy with work so i do apologize to all my faithful readers [all 4 of you] for the lack of posts. i should have something to write about after this weekend's chicago extravaganza [when i say that i picture the letters in "chicago extravaganza" wiggling and dancing around - not sure why - but it does make the phrase much more interesting to look at]!

something un-noteworthy but i'll tell you anyway: yesterday i scored a whopping 17,220 points in bejeweled... a personal record. and they wonder why i'm single.

soooooo - that's all i got. i'm working on various projects for thehiphooker.etsy.com and i'll let you know when the shop is a go-go and you can tell all your friends and i can make millions and retire and hang-out and get massages and drink coffee on a porch swing and la-dee-dah-all-day-long-just-because-i-can, just like the lovely beth belt... ah, daydreams!

anyway, in the words of heidi klum: "auf wiedersehen"

my charlie angel

so the oldest & his wife started the nephew on food a few weeks ago and recent pictures indicate he's put on some weight... when asked about said gain, emilee proceded to ramble off numbers which she called "percentiles" and told me that he was actually getting longer and leaner! these "percentiles" really mean nothing to me - and although i do remember statistics and the word "percentile", i do not remember them fondly... so anyway, i just want charlie to know he's not alone - i put on weight in my face too [and elsewhere, unfortunately]!

here's a picture of my lil pumpikin sportin the hat i made:

public service announcement...

...from the tootsie roll scavanger. remember this?

well thanks to inner-office email, i now know what to do with the aluminum foil and plastic wrap boxes that are not in my cupboard. [if i don't cook, what's the point really?]

anyway, she sent the following e-mail to all staff:

FW: Subject: Alluminum foil and plastic wrap---I didn't know this---did you?
I've been using aluminum foil for years. Great stuff, but sometimes it can be a pain. You know, like when you are in the middle of doing something and you try to pull some foil out and the roll comes out of the box. Then you have to put the roll back in the box and start over. The roll always comes out at the wrong time.

Well, I would like to share this with you. Yesterday I went to throw out an empty Reynolds foil box and for some reason I turned it and looked at the end of the box. And written on the end it said, 'Press here to lock end'. I had to go into the kitchen and check this out for myself. (Bet you will too) Who ever looks at the end of your aluminum foil box?

Right there on the end of the box is a tab to lock the roll in place. How long has this little locking tab been there?

I then looked at a generic brand of aluminum foil and it had one, too. I then looked at a box of Saran Wrap and it had one too! I can't count the number of times the Saran Wrap roll has jumped out when I was trying to cover something up.

I'm sharing this with my friends that did not know this. If you all ready know this, delete this message and don't e-mail me and make me feel dumber than I already feel. If you didn't know this, e-mail me and let me know so I won't feel so dumb.

I know I'm not the only person that didn't know about this.

------------

bless her heart - she's only trying to help.

i know i may be overly cynical, but i'm still laughing about this. and about the tootsie roll.

p.s. i've heard the warnings in regards to blog postings with co-workers as the subject manner - not to worry, i've taken the appropriate measures to keep this blog secret to my fellow associates. and also, i could just say that i was trying to spread the word.

a word to the wise

put arcade fire into your pandora radio and you will not be disappointed. i promise.

my pitty party is over

read this

and my bedroom is clean! kazah!

one year

as i was cleaning today, i started reflecting on where i was one year ago... and more importantly... where i was in relation to today...

in august of 2007, i was:
working two jobs [both enjoying and hating it]
recently dumped [which, as it turns out, was for the best]
rarely home [read: messy apartment]
and in general, feeling quite content...

for some reason, one year later, that "content-ness" has escaped me, and i still cannot grasp just why...

in august of 2008, i am:
working one job [equal income, but a lot of free time]
running to rid myself of anxiety [as opposed to taking medication]
in a much better place [emotionally speaking, of course]
and constantly wondering why i just cannot seem to "get-a-grip"...

i would trade one year ago and do it all over again in a heart beat. why? i don't know. perhaps cleaning will solve that. but right now i'm feeling more mundane than ever. i hate that. it feels foreign. like saying "el marketo," instead of asking where the market is.

for who knows what reason, i find myself wishing it was 2007 again. maybe this year of self-discovery and self-actualization isn't all it has cracked-up to be... i only hope one year from now it'll all be clear... hence the reason for this blog.

only time will tell, i guess.

p.s. don't people typically question this sort of thing around jan. 1st?

in one word...

...awesome:

anjeye on etsy!

although i've only just begun, i've got great ideas in store for what i can create with some yarn and a crochet hook... the store is not up-and-running yet, but keep in mind, good things come to those who wait!

i'll let you know when its a go, but for now:

the hip hooker

now that's more like it

the endorphins kicked-in around mile two today - making the remaining six quite enjoyable.

sidenote to the runner: a good playlist can make all the difference.

sidenote to runners and non-runners: kazah!

just when i thought it couldn't get worse...

the outdoor retailer convention is in town this weekend. i walked past the crocs booth this morning [not on purpose, mind you] and as they were setting up, i spotted several of these:

the silver are the worst! there was a rainbow of colors and the sight of it all made me want to throw-up a little. okay, a lot!

i don't care how comfortable these are - crocs are totally wrong on so many levels. seriously, socially unacceptable. i've found a support group blog that feels just as strongly as i do -------> ihatecrocsblog.blogspot.com

thanks for letting me vent.

running to, not from

so i've decided to manifest this out there and stop talking about it and just do it. "shit or get off the pot," if you will. or as al likes to say, hmm, i forgot what al said last night, but it was something along those same lines except that it had to do with fish and not fecal matter. anyway, in one year's time i will be living either here:

or here:


i love both cities equally - so it'll just depend on where i find a job. and yes, i've heard about the winters and yes, i've heard they're difficult. but "lemme-tell-ya-somethin" [john vigil] - i'm programed the other way - i love gloomy weather. with that said, it's time to get all my ducks in a row. so long 100* summers and hello new adventure!

work perk

my employer just purchased me a new phone:

now i am truly global.

success!

as a follow-up to this blog, i just couldn't stay away from the barbacoa this weekend and decided it needed one more chance. and would'nt'chya know it?! no problem this time. none at all! so, i will once again be regularly patronizing that favorite hot-spot without any worries [fingers-crossed].

and in case you were wondering [which you probably weren't] i had the burrito salad, no tortilla, and a diet cola.

laugh if you may...

... but you cannot deny that this is a great song:

grateful...

...grateful that my neighbors have an unsecured network. i did some online tube watchin' last night. specifically, project runway. now don't go judgin' me on my moral code or anything - i was just borrowing their network, not stealing ;)

discussion time! i looooved kelli's creation. simply a-maz-ing! her useage of the bleach and the dye to alter the condition of vaccuum bags really impressed me. and also, note the detail with the gold thumbtacks and how she closed the dress - with a spiral notebook. genius! i do believe it was a well deserved accolade.

also worth mentioning, the crochet mop-top... impressive!

watch below:

cleanin' up

went to the company summer pic-nic bbq yesterday [sidenote: the planning committe called the event a "luow" but we ate fajitas and there was a pinata - figure that one out] and came home with a $25 gift card to barnes & noble and a $50 mastercard gift card.

so i got to leave work 2 hours early and walked away with $75. not too shabby for a tuesday afternoon.

se la vie!

i hear some interesting stuff around the office - i guess that's one of the only beneifits of the placement of my cubicle. anyway, i just heard our payroll lady [who i think has been at this place for over 30 years] exclaim, "i found it! i found the last one! i knew it!" - now you may be wondering what she found, and i'll tell you. she found the last tootsie roll in the fish-bowl of candy. the very last one.

now i may be overly cynical [corporate america will do that] and perhaps with a bit more caffeine and i, too, could be as easily excited. i highly doubt that though. i just finished cup number three.

anyway, like i said, se la vie.

crap!

some of you may view this as too much information, but whatever. this is a sad, sad day for me. now i'll tell you why.

about a week ago i patronized one of my favorite restaurants in the s.l.c. ... i go there so much that they recognize and call me "amiga" (which i get that they probably call every female that, but hear me out). anyway, i always get the "burrito salad" (no beans, substitute fajita-peppers) and i've been known to switch it up: sometimes with a tortilla, and sometimes without! i know - crazy! livin on the edge is great. so continuing with the story, that night i was feeling extra daring and got the pork - barbacoa pork - and let me tell you, it was de-li-cious! i ate that salad with a smile on my face! it was a typical barbacoa burrito salad accompanied by the obligatory tortilla and a diet coke. or so it seemed. a few hours later, my stomach started to grumble. and then it kept grumbling. which was embarrassing because i was at the movies. with a guy. and then i had to quickly exit the theatre and make a mad-dash to the ladie's room. luckily, it was a small theatre and i had the restroom to myself. so i'm sure you get what i'm getting at and it would be inappropriate for me to go into further detail (not to mention gross). so needless to say, i went home and that was the end to that evening. and also the end to my pepto bottle.

now fast-forward to last night. although my stomach hasn't been 100% since the aforementioned incident, i felt it was time to enjoy some delicious barbacoa once again. chalking the whole "incident" up to the fact that i had pork, i went for the chicken this time (no tortilla, diet coke to drink - for those of you wondering). and considering it had been over a week since i had been there, it tasted exceptionally delicious this time! upon completion of said meal, i did some people watching and rode my bike home. the evening was shaping-up to be quite pleasant as i watched "my stories" from the comforts of my coutch. then - wouldn't you know it - grumble. followed by GruMbLe. followed by GRUMBLE. i'll save you the details. thankfully, i come from a family of people-who-have-and-take-pills-for-anything-and-everything and i had a back-up stash of immodium. once that kicked in, the grumbling stopped and i went to bed, heart-broken.

i woke-up this morning, felt OK physically, emotionally distraut, and then decided what i needed was a good run. so i popped* another immodium and headed to the gym. you see, the streets of s.l.c. do not have toilets readily available and one never knows what can happen once the body gets warmed-up and the running gets going (those of you runners out there in blogville, can i get an "amen!"). so needless to say, the treadmill and i were buddies at the ripe time of 5:45 and although the running was interrupted - it was still exactly what i needed.

so in closing, please think of me next time you are enjoying a barbacoa burrito salad, minus the beans, substitute fajita-peppers, with or without tortilla (your choice) and be sure to wash it down with a diet coke. please join me in hoping this is only a bug for poor-little-barbacoa-free-anj. because, i gotta tell ya, i really don't know what to do. where the hell else am i gonna go?! there just is no replacement. especially not cafe rio.

*funny thing here - gotta mention this - i accidentally typed "poopped" instead of "popped" - good thing i proof read - haha!

and i just gotta throw this out there...

...em was definitely meant to be a nilsson. she is an A-MAZ-ING cook. i wish i would've taken pics of all the yummy stuff she made, but this'll have to do...



and to learn more about this basket that we picked-up from the farmer's market, click here.

without further adu...

...here's charlie! now, i don't have photoshop or i could've done something fantastic with these ... but it makes me wonder, is there anything more fantastic than this little guy?!

his first look at grandma:


but then he likes grandma:




and she REALLY likes him:






charlie doesn't like to sit still, which makes taking pictures tricky:


aparently, neither does his dad:


baby has a mullett!


and likes to watch tv:




he makes some funny faces:




and really likes his feet:


thanks, em and trav, for making such an amazing kid:

m.i.a.

i took a vaca to visit my brother and sister-in-law, and also meet my first nephew. i'll be back to post more pics, but until then, enjoy this little ditty:



seriously - the cutest kid i've ever met. and i'm not just sayin that!

seriously?

the only thing going for this platform is the color.

twilight concert series

the gallivan center has released this summer's thursday night line-up ... broken social scene? neko case? andrew bird? the roots? de la soul? and on and on ... man, salt lake has really stepped it up! its gonna be a sound-good summer. although, "summer" never sounds good to me ;)

new!

new playlist, new shoes!

because hey, this half marathon is not going to run itself! and just something to think about - why do they make running shoes so ugly?

track 1 - uffie: pop the glock
track 2 - cut chemist: what's the attitude
track 3 - unit 4+2: concrete & clay
track 4 - the arcade fire: rebellion (lies)
track 5 - css: lets make love and listen to death from above
track 6 - n.w.a.: express yourself
track 7 - josh martinez: just a dood
track 8 - kings of convenience: i'd rather dance with you
track 9 - yeah yeah yeahs: kiss kiss
track 10 - von sudenfed: rhinohead
track 11 - the boy least likely to: be gentle with me
track 12 - blonde redhead: silently

trunk show

i think the only thing i enjoy about the summer is the arrival of the fall collections. in anticipation of the g-star raw trunk show [thank you, bastille], i found this: http://www.g-star.com/flash/content.html

man, oh, man... i love everything they do. and, the best news... i can actually afford it! well, some of it :)

thirteen

this is kinda fun...

- go to flickr.com
- type in the answer
- post photo answer to the question using photos from the first flickr page.
- ready, go!

one: first name - anji


two: favorite food - sushi


three: high school - skyline high


four: favorite color - green


five: celebrity crush - justin timberlake


six: favorite disney princess - alice in wonderland


seven: favorite drink - water


eight: dream vacation - japan


nine: favorite desert - tiramasu


ten: what did you want to be when you grow up - fashion designer


eleven: what do you love most in life - living!


twelve: one word that describes you - unbelievable


thirteen: what do you dream about - traveling