Wednesday, June 30, 2010

bitter glitter land

Ever have those days where everything around you is pleasant? Like, today was probably technically an unpleasant day; I overdrafted and had to pay the bank 70 dollars, I was at school for five hours with basically nothing to do. My friends are all sad and mad. I have a headache. And I still have two papers to write. But somehow everything going on around me is enjoyable. My jamba juice was the perfect ratios of frozen to liquid and smoothie to granola. My peach rings, provided by saychelle, were the best ive ever had. My dresser is more aesthetically pleasing than usual. It smells nice. My friends are cuter than ever. Water tastes good. Every song that comes on is bringing up very nice memories. And all I can think about is all the exciting things coming up soon, namely: modest mouse for free, getting out of Rexburg, the warm weather, watching large, patriotic Americans enjoy dyed, packaged fire and going to Denver for seven weeks to do nothing but read, write, thrift and ride my bike around. Mmmmm. If life can be explained away by hormones, I am going to be unhappy.


stumbling upon this was fate telling us that our documenary needs to begin.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Some of us have to be our own grandmother.

AHhhh, nauticism.

One of summer fashion's great wonders. Everyone loves nautical clothes once the weather permits one to do nauical things. I, on the other hand, love boaty sailor things for a different reason. I feel like if i act all sailorey and goldey and collect all these things and sit with them, i may turn into a fish. This would make me sooo happy because then i could do wet stuff and hang out with Mary-Kate. Mary-Kate is treven's fish. He (Mary-Kate, not trevor) is the best gold fish of all time. Once, he came alive and grew lungs and got bigger and came out of his bowl and wore a top hat and danced wih a cane. So obv, i would love to mad things with him.
In addition to the dream of spending more mutually-satisfactory time with Mary-Kate, it will probably help us get in the proper mindset to create our solution to the BP oil spill. We are going to suggest that they manufacture miniature submarines and anti-gravity surmarines for every animal in the gulf. Then the water will be dirty and will separate, but all the animals will be nice and clean and metal.
Oh, sorry in advance about the length of the boreboxes. I just cant narrow things down. i mean, im sure that's why people don't read my blog.

why is this old hand crowding my ring?

salt and peppers.

literally, marry me.
my sweeeetie roomate taylor's engagment pictures.
nautical as ever.

sorry, but mmmmm to nautical lingerie.

yves saint laurent WOULD make me something this koool.

Paris 36.

my obsession and my love, elinklan.

uhkay bye.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

uh oh

ooooh leg necklace, yuummmm.

Monday, June 21, 2010

i need to clear my thoughtsicles.

Sometimes it weirds me when people say things that are so incredibly obvious. (I am saying this while assuming that this is one of those things.) Not as in like 'ohh the lakers won something or other.' thats more than obvious. More like when someone says something like 'music says things in a different way than words.' or even 'i love music.' It makes me think you are handicap. I mean, im sure there may be people out there that dont love music. (i guess? i dont know any.) but if you are a twenty year old hipster, writing a blog about hipster things, to be read by hipsters, there is literally no need to say that you love music.

Things that are implied in their definition just dont really need to be voiced. Maybe it would be worth saying if you were a hipster and didnt like music, or a fish and never got sick of being in water all the time, or a stick of deoderant that didnt wish you were face wash, or a nigerian enjoying the weather in Rexburg, or something of the sort. I know i dont make sense, and i know this literally doesnt matter at all, and i do it, and everyone does it, but someone just annoyed me so i thought id point it out.

Here is something that ISNT obvious, my keyboard is broken and will randomly not process keys when i press them. It has therefore been quite difficult to type this. Another shocker, the aztek has been towed - for being parked in two spaces, being backed against the fence, and ALSo being without a parking permit. yeah that was really not shocking.

heres cool things that everyone already knows abouut:

this is a popsicle. i want to eat it.

i want to live here.

these people dress kul and do kul things.
good night.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

get ready for you know what.

So EVERYONE knows Miu Miu spring 10 was amazing, Miu Miu fall 10 was obv amazing. but WEIRDly enough i am more in love with (maybe not MORE in love with buuut) Miu Miu PREFALL. weird but oh so good.

MMMMMMmmm the suit. Sorry, I cant help but post about coats and warm things because it is forty degrees outside. Idaho is weird. Good thing kortney warmed me in my bed last niiiight. HA. not in a sectual way. Infact she kind of made me colder because my blanket was sideways. uhhhhhhh kay weird bye.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Button Factory.

So apparently i no longer write a blog. i'd liike to think it's because im so busy, but that's not real. i sat at a park today for nearly eight hours. pretty sure i had some free time there. none the less, it was the best day ever. i rode a bike after not doing so for three years. a purple sparkley bike. It was so fun that i was physically unable to get off and forced alex to ride around with me for HOURS. i was obsessed with it and am now insisting i receive a sick sweet tubular gnar gnar fixedtronic bicycle for my birthday. in addition to riding saychelle's bike, i sunburned ninety percent of my body, discluding half of my thighs covered by biker shorts (oh weird that i actually rode a bike today how fun and utterly unplanned), an interestingly shaped apple on my wrist from my hello kitty watch and half of my face because i fell asleep sideways. OH that wasnt one of the fun things.

i also sipped on a sprite, which i like to do during the summer. Brown drinks are like the ugliest dirtiest winter drinks of all time. I also talked to my favorite people ever, slept (sideways), looked at flowers and trees and green things, ate a smoothie, took a million advils, saw the largest blackhead of my life, skipped class, ate pizza, ate a hamburger, ate frozen yogurt, dang. now i am sitting in my room. my skin is falling off. it smells weird like aloe vera, my pineapple candle and kind of just burn. freaky. oh and when i went to light my candle, i discovered a sticky popsicle stick stuck to my dresser by KRISTIN. those damn dirty twins.

Now on to more important things. sand friend cisco. so i think it's two weeks ago now that we were in san francisco dodging hobos and jumping out of trashcans. Well basically, a LOT happened that weekend. i feel kind of similar to an idiot for not writing it down, but i will just recount the most important part. Saturday. Golden gate park. It was sunny, but freezing (it was probably normal, i just have no muscles to warm me). i can scarcely put into words what we saw that day. All i will say is

I am the king of asphalt golf.
the ball is mine
the grass is mine
the hole is mine
the club is mine
the asphalt is mine
the flag is mine
no pictures
legalize marijuana
more funny things
the words of this man: