Anime?

Why do I like it so much!
It makes me laugh so hard, it's actually really entertaining and high quality if you watch the right kind (the Cowboy Bebop series is a good pick)
Cameron introduced me to cowboy bebop today and I'm hooked! Jen and Him watch it as often as possible.
Jen and I used to watch random anime shows downstairs together and we would laugh so hard. I love how they talk and yell at the same time, it's hard to explain you just have to experience it for yourself
You can't get any better than a night full of Sailor moon, Kiki's delivery service and Cowboy bebop the movie.
Quality grub.

Or Dare

it was dark and i had to take a picture to see where my key hole was.
I was way off as you can see. I'm a little handicapped sometimes.
I probably looked it too cause i got pulled over that night, for reasons of driving on people's yards. Don't worry I really wasn't but the officer didn't believe me or Marit for a while because we looked like drag queen druggies on account of our very important photo shoot being that night which required crazy-bus hair and creepy yet sassy Amy Winehouse maquiage. We looked really hot, he just wanted our numbers but he didn't have the courage to ask us so he was just mean instead and treated us like brainless 5 year olds who got caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar (who me? yes you. couldn't be! then who?).
My theory on Police: The nerdy guys who always got picked on in high school, now they are taking it out on everyone else, just because they can. Nobody will ever like them. Sorry but you can't force people to like you just because you have pretty lights on top of your car. Underneath all the status and badges, big guns, muscles and greasy hair, you're still just scrawny little Durf the Drag with the ego of a muskrat and the heart of a whampion.

Truth

Marit is kind of teaching me how to sing!
here's two of the songs i'm working on singing by "A Fine Frenzy" I love them they are beautiful but kind of sad, I'm really bad at singing, but Marit says that I have lots of potential so I kept trying.
you can sing along if you like to sing too.

"Ashes And Wine"

Don't know what to do anymore
I've lost the only love worth fighting for
I'll drown in my tear storming sea,
That would show you, that would make you hurt like me

All the same
I don't want mudslinging games
It's such a shame
To let you walk away

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?
Or are we ashes and wine?

Don't know if our fate's already sealed
This day's spinning circus on a wheel
I'm ill with the thought of your kiss
Coffee laced intoxicating on her lips

Shut it out
I've got no claim on you now
Not allowed to wear your freedom down

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?
Or are we ashes and wine?

I'll tear myself away
That is what you need
There is nothing left to say
But

Is there a chance?
A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel?
A reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind?
Or are we ashes and wine?
The day's still ashes and wine
Or are we ashes?

"Almost Lover"

Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images

You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images

And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you'd never ever forget these images, no

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life?

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

Bubble Trouble

Bubble baths are out of this world.
I forgot how delightful they are.
I still eat the bubbles even though i'm 20.5 and i know it's not good for you, but i'm
still alive.
I miss it already.
Fluff puff stuff, it's rough being far from it.
My new favorite word is: Tuft, "I held a tuft of bubbles in my hand. One by One the little bubbles popped and the tuft was just a wet hand."
Kendis and Shanda and I used to take bubble baths together! and we changed the words to "There is a Green Hill Far Away" to "There is a bubble far away without a city wall" Whenever it was my turn to sing Kendis would turn the speaker phone on throughout the whole house so everyone could hear. That was when I first discovered I had bony elbows, Shanda told me that.

I had a good joke but i forgot it right now, it had to do with an egg. keep reading this really good stuff that I write, and maybe one day it'll remember it.

I've gotten incredibly terrible at cracking eggs lately for some reason. Today i tried to make scrambled eggs and the first egg i cracked only a small hole appeared at the top, so i shook the egg out and it took like 10 minutes to ooze out, i don't know why I didn't crack it again. The second egg, i decided to give it a nice hard whacking, it didn't even crack except for a tiny sliver! My mum buys invincible eggs. so i did it again and the shell shattered into the tiniest fibers possible, I don't understand how that even happened. I gave up trying to scrap microscopic eggshells out of my scrambled mess and ate it anyway. I used to be the master one hand crackin' champion, those were the glory days, now I've got to get used to eating shell. I told myself that it was just salt and gobbled it right up. gobble.

That was a dumb joke, it wasn't even funny, it was just a dumb.

Royksopp!

Gloria's little Italy!

SO AMAZING. Even though I've never been to Italy, I definitely have had a lot of Italian food in my lifetime and Gloria's has trumped them all so far, we'll see after I go to the Real Big Italy in the Fall...For now I really like Gloria's.

You know you're in the right sort of restaurant when the people who work there speak Italian as well as the customers (like me: deue bimbi princhipessa and spaghetti). You've also struck gold when you get to sit in a little nook with windows looking out over the most breath-taking view of Tuscany even though you're really in Provo, Utah, you wouldn't believe it if someone told you. Everything is excellent to the core, plus if you're the lucky one that week you'll even get a little note on you're receipt to call your waiter with a winky smile as you walk out the door (this has happened more than once with my friends).

The Food.
The first time I went there I didn't want anything else but a Nutella Sandwich and it was the most incredible thing I couldn't have even imagined it in my dreams, warm gooey nutella on Bricocia lightly toasted bread, wow. Second time was last night and I ate bow tie pastas with a hint of Salsa pinkataoalalaquatroformaggio, can't spell it but is very bien.


Glorias=Glorious.

Today at work I even got to make 6 different coupons for Gloria's, I was ecstatic to help promote this delightful discovery.
Here's one of them

I am cursed.

I have the laughing and tickling curse
It always comes at the most inappropriate times. Everything is magnified 100 times than what everyone else is experiencing. Tickling and Laughing are one of the strongest forces of nature and mankind.
for example:

Sitting in sacrament meeting next to kendis during the prayer. (most of the bad explosions come in sacrament meeting at the most dead silent times too)

Getting a hair cut.

Watching a serious church movie next to Marit with the girl and the big black bow.

Any type of body contact with someone else, especially when it's a kiss and you get that tingly feeling where you feel so connected with that person, that is the MOST ticklish thing of my life, and i start laughing so hard. lots of times it doesn't turn out so good, they just don't understand how controlling it really is!

getting a pedicure or make-up done AHHHHH i don't like those one bit!

listening to someone talk who has the softest soothingest voice

seeing people trip or get hurt, hilarious, but not really, but really.

Really cheesy jokes that don't make sense like this: What is tall and Orange? The empire state carrot of course!
10 minutes after the joke...i'm still laughing
when everyone does not think it's funny, i find it really really really really funny. i must be loony

Anytime after the hour of 1am, everything is extremely funny

holding in the laugh is the hardest part, being a laughy person you would think i would be good at holding it in, but no. I still get the whole snort and tears rolling down my face explosions, i can't help it! and people think you are so rude

I'm good at immitating other people's emotions sometimes without my control...when i see someone cry i start tearing up, when i see someone laughing really hard...for example i was about to give a talk in sacrament meeting and Selia and Natalie were ducked down behind the benches and red faced laughing about something and i couldn't help but laugh along with them up there on the stand, people were probably so confused.

Giving a talk and looking at anyone i know, makes me laugh

i noticed that every time time i text message someone, it starts out with "ha ha"

If mary poppins were a true story, i would be the one up their with Uncle Albert because i love to laugh ah ha ha ha long and loud and clear doo dee doo

this one goose

one day i was sad and mar(roll the tongue)it told me the best story ever that made me laugh so hard. I completely forgot that i was sad, even though the story was about a shallow goose who got plastic surgery and only wanted to marry a goose that was pretty enough for him and thought his children gooselings were the ugliest things on earth and he ditched all his goothse (lisp) friends to live in the city to be pretty and popular and cool and rich. This story alone was not made to make anyone feel happy and joyous, I loved it nonetheless because every other line we had to stop for 10 minutes à cause de pure belly-rupturing laughter the kind where it hurts so bad it feels amazing! the kind where your face is stuck in the most hideous position semi-permanently and you can't move it even if you give all your effort possible because your abdominals are on fire and you can't stop the warm tears from falling down your cheeks. You're just kind of paralyzed in time and for the duration of your explosion, you experience the most intense bliss yet the most excruciating pain, that is one of my favorite feelings in the world. joyous pain. it turned my pain into the most jubilant sensation that fed my soul pink frosted cupcakes with the slightest sprinkling of sugared candy bits of delight. the story ended good though. fortunately the goose's kids had an inherited gene from their mother that the older they grow and the more someone else loved them for who they were, the more beautiful they became, so the old shallow goose got his beautiful family and was adored by all.

she crazy

BYU festivals are the perfect feeding ground if you are looking for a tasty piece of meat for a fantastic feast. I do believe that if you want that piece of meat bad enough it will be yours but you have to catch it first. Usually leaping antelopes don't eat meat but this story is about one who did just that and let me tell you this antelope turned into the meatiest lover you ever did meat. meet. west side walk it out south side walk it out, north side walk it out east side come heyeyey swivel swivel north comes before east bonefied hustler friends don't let friends do things like that. true friends are true friends are true friends. woah woah woah. tute, is the new cute. dont' you get sick of saying the same thing over and over, so you say tute instead of cute, it makes jen laugh. I'll find you a match hold on to this bucket of cheese, or is it 3 coins in a coffin? 3 coins can cause a total of 3 hours of laughter and 3 years of good memories and 300 times the story can be told plus 3 and it will never grow old 3 strikes doesn't always mean you're out.

Kendis likes Giraffes

her favorite animal is giraffes because their body to heart ratio shows that they have the biggest heart! and they have pretty eye lashes, and graceful long necks and cool spots

Unknown Friends

Today i drove down state street and saw the most interesting looking person of my life. I don't know if it was a boy or a girl man or woman but it was so happy there sitting on the corner with her/his/its green shiny bag, maybe it was a girl cause it had a green shiny bag and more than often girls carry around shiny bags, but you never know with this person. She/He/it was standing there mumbling to himself/herself/itself when a big bad motorcyclist drove by and she/he/it got so excited and gave him a friendly wave. The motorcyclist didn't even look in his/her/it's direction but I saw the unknown friend he had.

y'all come back naw

i just got back from a visit with my grandma, and she told the funniest stories ever! i never knew my grandma was so dang funny, or in texan sodurn hilarus. One of my favorite stories she told me was about this electric company who almost has the same number as her, her is 4565 and theirs is 6545. these people kept calling her and kept getting all huffy puffy about her not being able to do their electricity. one day this lady kept calling and calling and said, "Why do ya keep answering?" and grandma said "well durn why do ya keep calling, you gotta turn the numbers aroun" So then after this big episode, grandma made a decision she said "Well i got fed up with havin all these people call my number so i call the company and said What is your phone number, why do all these people keep calling me. me and ryan and jen looked at each other and laughed so hard, i'm still laughing. good thing she called the company to see what their number was or she never would have known what their number was, but wait how did she call to get their number.