my car is dead.
instead i am watching a marathon of ugly betty.

here are some pictures of my trip to california.

here is me climbing up a mountian.


here is me scared finally at the top.


here is dave and i at the top.


christmas day with my dad.



and an added bonus, here is mayfield with makeshift diapers on because he was bleeding on everything.

im back from california.
there were a lot of funny things on this trip. but to sum it all up ill say:

dave climbed rocks.
we stood under the hollywood sign.
i got sleazy lingerie from thu loan.
went to a casino.
smoked and drank with my dad.
played with a teacut chihuaha named mickey.
shopped on melrose.
got gucci sunglasses.

on another note i have discovered that i love jeremy scott. first i loved him because he made these bags with longchamp luggage and they are awesome.


now, look at this clothing!

so i just finished this movie called the road to guantanamo and it is so crazy. its the story of these three british muslims that get detained in afghanistan and taken to guantanamo bay. it documents what went on at guantanamo bay and the torture that ensued. i wish sometimes that i knew more of what went on in the world. i always knew the guantanamo bay situation was fucked up, but this was terrible. i know it might have been a biased view, obviously there are real criminals, those who might deserve that type of punishment. but it doesnt seem like the american government had any sort of rhyme or reason to detaining the hundreds of people they did. oh well. maybe one day i will be well informed.

i fought the law and the law won.

since i had a 5 hour nap yesterday i was able to get up at 9:30 no problem this morning. kirk got broken into again. third time not counting her boyfriends car being taken from the driveway. so we went to lowes to buy window locks and a new radio from target. right now i am entertaining her while dave bolts the windows shut. the dogs are running around playing and we are listening to 99x on her new space aged radio.

dave and i were dogsitting this little post pregnant pit bull boxer mix this past week. she had period blood so she had to wear a doggy diaper and it was very funny. although she got blood on my white coat and i had to get it dry cleaned. not to mention those diapers cost 18 dollars. i think i should bill tracy 30 bucks for her silly dog. and just because it would be funny because she hates me so much.

im off work today and i think kirk and i are going to make cookies.

i bought a tree with ro last night and it was only 20 dollars. but we had to carry it and put it on the car. its still there.

ro and i also watched the summer video and laughed so hard. we miss everyone.

the heart

jt leroy is a woman? and fake?

ugh. i feel so jipped.

22 days to christmas.

so after finally getting of work, getting gas, stopping at the store for orange juice and nyquil, walking murph, washing my face, and taking my medicines, i am finally in bed, at 1:45.

at 11:01 a party of five sat down. they were all from pakistan. they got a bottle of wine. and desserts in which the bartender and i had to make. carmeliza a banana on a pecan tart. ha. we had the torch out trying to figure out how to turn it on.

im sick. and dave is out of town. i am and have been working nonstop. i know i am only going to get sicker, but i just need the money so badly.

as sort of a milemarker, the i love yous were finally said. i cant tell you the smile on my face when i hear i love you too. to know that someone really means it, not just saying to say it. i couldnt stop smiling as i was walking into kroger.

im so excited to go to california with dave to visit my dad. it is going to be so relaxing. it is exactly what i need.

im so happy with my life right now. of course things could be better. i could have more money, my best friends leigh and patrick could be near me, as well as my parents, but overall, life is good. i have a 3.63. i have a wonderful life with a good job and people around me that care about me. sometimes i get a little down about how i am not close to so many people i used to be. but i guess as you grow up you realize that it is not as important to have many friends, but just good ones. and the ones that have many many probably need to grow up anyway. they are probably stuck in college life.

i know i can always count on leigh, patrick, dave, ro and jessica. of course there are others but those are always there for me, and that is a nice feeling.

[im sorry ro, i cant stop watching the oc].

have i mentioned how much i love christmas. i have been saving up empty lucky strike boxes hoping i will have a good idea at some point. and to follow leighs lead with the altoid cans, i will decorate my christmas tree with them, boyfriend allowing.