Friday, January 30, 2009

Call me crazy...

But I don't think 37 degrees is shorts weather. Even if the sun is out. I know it's above freezing, but really?

I saw 3 people wearing shorts on campus today and I just don't get it.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

And I thought The Snuggie was bad.

Earlier this evening, I was innocently watching television when I saw THIS. Just to be sure it wasn't all a big joke, I called each of my roommates into the room to verify the ridiculousness. Oh, it's real alright. I thought for sure this was straight out of Provo, but then I was delighted to notice that it came from my very own hometown. As if K-Fed weren't proof enough that all good things come from Fresno, I introduce The Bumpit.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Apparently I sleep on my face.

I love taking pictures in the first 30 seconds of being awake and then posting them on the Internet.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Wasn't today exciting?

I don't care which party you're affiliated with or who you voted for, you have to admit, there is just something so awe inspiring about witnessing such a(n)* historic event.

*I know you use "an" when preceding a word that begins with a vowel or a vowel sound, but I never know how to use it with words like "historic". Any English majors/grammer gurus to help me out on this one?

Monday, January 19, 2009

Is it Monday already?

There were lots of fun things going on in Salt Lake on Friday night, but I had a cookie date in Alpine. It was a perfect evening spent with my favorite person.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Dumb blonde.

I hate when I live up to the blonde stereotype. And it probably happens more often than I'd like to admit.

Case in point: A few days ago my laptop fell off of my desk onto my chair (never mind the fact that I didn't exactly set it completely on the desk). Anyhow, I promptly picked it up and made sure that everything was still in proper working order. Everything was working except it wouldn't pick up the wireless signal. I tried everything I knew how to do to fix it which included turning it off and on and,well, turning it off and on again since that's about all I know how to do when it comes to computers. After doing the off/on routine a few more times, I decided to admit defeat and take it to a computer repair store. I got out of class early this morning and headed to the repair shop and this is what ensued:

Me: Hi, my computer slipped off my desk the other day and now it won't pick up a wireless signal (as I smile and try to be as pleasant as possible so he will help me).

Computer Genius: Let me take a look at it. Let's see, it might be because the wireless switch is turned OFF (at which point he flips it on and everything works just fine).

Me: Oh, uh, haha. Didn't know there was a wireless switch. Uh, Thanks.

Computer Genius: No problem (as I can see the wheels in his head turning and thinking, "Dumb blonde").

I almost wanted to justify myself and say, "Really, I'm not stupid. Promise. I'm a grad student. I'm not always a complete idiot." But I resisted, thanked him again and sheepishly walked out the door. As lame as I looked, I wish all computer problems were so easily ameliorated.

Monday, January 12, 2009

New year, new hair.

I just liked Natalie's and Whitney's bangs so much that I figured we're variations on the same face so why not try to pull them off myself?

Saturday, January 3, 2009


I went to the gym this afternoon and it was PACKED, presumably with all the citizens that made New Year's resolutions to get in shape. I've never really been one to make resolutions. As cliche as it may be, I like to set my goals throughout the year- less pressure that way. Anyway, all the new gym goers got me thinking that maybe I should go out on a limb this year and make a New Year's resolution. I wanted it to be something that I could definitely accomplish. So without further adieu, my New Year's Resolution ('cause I know you all care): Eat more donuts.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Remember when we thought that a few people might come over to ring in the new year?

And then a few turned into 150 and now the house looks like this.

Don't be mistaken, that's not some special kind of spotted wood floor. That's confetti, LOTS and LOTS of confetti.