it's a good old world

:....quick....sand....:

2011-07-02T02:43:00.000-07:00

Theres a small dry bit of sand left in my hand and it's sinking through my fingers at a speed that's a little too fast for my current liking. There's so many things to say, but so little time. There's so much to align, but it keeps getting jumbled. I feel like I don't have time to purposefully dip a book in a lake and read the crinkly pages, or be at the top of a mountain with my legs stinging. I liked how Kendis said: Don't put off doing something when the thought comes, just do it then, or you never will. Like buying a cushion for the bucket chairs, it's been 2 years, and still no cushions. When the thought comes, why don't we just do it? What else are we doing?

Despite all this, there's something about the thought of it that makes me giddy with excitement, an incredible excitement that I've never experienced before, and could never explain.

I saw this painting at the San Diego Museum of Art. It was so beautiful, it made my mother cry.

El Greco, The Penitent Saint Peter. 1590-95

Button That Top Button.

2011-06-24T11:21:00.000-07:00

My mom and sister have been threatening to cut off all the top buttons on all my collared shirts for my mission. What is it about awesome that they don't understand? Theres something so great about that one little detail that completely transforms a boring ordinary collared shirt into a shabby nerd/gangster/oxfordy/librariany/beautiful piece of clothing which happens to be ***bonus*** super modest.

I guess it's the only way I can justify wearing those shirts because they never look quite right on me. I can't take myself seriously when that fabric is dangling open, it looks sloppy. I can't help that I love the way the collar looks when it's closed. There are so many different shape of collars, which make it fun. Some of them point straight down or point off into different directions, some are long and some are short, it's a surprise waiting to be discovered, and you'll never know until you do it.

I met a boy at Called to Surf who completely supports my BTTB Movement (see post title), as well as Seany, both opinions which I trust, so who's with me?

Wisdom

2011-06-18T12:25:00.000-07:00

Handwritten 6: Little Loves

2011-06-13T22:27:00.000-07:00

I've been noticing scribbles people write down, and I love it! Every time my mom leaves town and we have to house sit, we get the best notes of all time posted on every inch on the house, they make me laugh out loud every time I see them. Then there's Jen's little scribbles all over every piece of scrap paper in the house. I have to save them all because some day they will be as precious as Picasso's sketches. Little critters and creatures and cuddly squishy blobs with eyes and circle cheeks. I'm beginning to collect these little pieces of paper people leave around, it's a little trail of their lives and I want that part to be remembered the most because it's the real them, their real handwriting, their trail of thoughts left behind. Sorry they're all a little fuzzy...

Jen's lil man cat doodle

Found on a notepad at my mom's house.
The notes around the house before a trip , love that some of them are from 'the management' haha

The best love note from my favorite girl Karli at church. xxnarwalsxx <3

p.s. pretty song cover <>

Handwritten 5

2011-05-26T15:52:00.000-07:00

It makes so much sense now why this was my favorite joke to tell when I was little, and why my ultimate favorite movie was Balto, and how I spent countless hours making snow igloos with snow igloo bedrooms and snow igloo kitchens, and how I never took my coat off when I got to class in elementary school, and how I recently acquired a taste for Salmon even though I've hated sea food my whole life, and how I could sit in the front living room of my apartment with Kelsey talking about narwhals for hours at a time.
At first it was shocking, but now it just makes sense.

Yes, they really do have narwhals in Alaska.

Handwritten 4

2011-05-17T12:25:00.001-07:00

I'm going on an adventure! I don't know where yet, but in two days I'll be by the sea and the ship will sail in the right direction. Wish you could come.

Handwritten 3

2011-05-14T17:24:00.000-07:00

Handwritten 2

2011-05-12T09:45:00.000-07:00

Doyald Young
One time, for 6 months, I tried to draw the two letters "B&L" together in a script font. I tried hard, but something always seemed off, one tiny little curve or the shape of a swish, it just never was cohesive. So, today I am appreciating Doyald Young and his dedication and love for typography, one of the most challenging occupations, that doesn't get enough credit.

Handwritten.

2011-05-11T22:55:00.000-07:00

<3, Sufjan.

It's a living breathing blog with blood pumping through it's heart, and feeling coming back into it's fingertips, aspiring to be better, with more inspiration, more life, more information translated into it's own perspective until it becomes tangible gibberish.

Uhhhh no.

2011-05-10T21:38:00.000-07:00

Maybe I should go to fashion design school and make my own sister missionary mall...

More like this:

Karli Alyn Sibliss

2011-05-10T01:13:00.000-07:00

WHY DO I HAVE THE MOST AMAZING FRIENDS IN THE WORLD?
I don't want to know. Just let me have them.

It's all about Karli.
Everytime I look at her, I get hit hard in the stomach with a flying ball of laughies.
Sometimes it makes sense
but most of the time it don't.
She don't care if my grammar ain't right.
She is a greek goddess.
She don't care if there's surprises in the John waiting for her.
There's never been a person with more sunshine in their face (except the teletubby baby sunshine)
I love when she says the word "treat!?"
I love the smell of her yellow bug.
And how we always start movies at 2am and think it's a good idea.
I love her sniffly nose,
and the way she eats a Yogurtland, like a perfectly practiced symphony.
Whenever she leaves, I want her to come back.
It's like you think you have friends, and then you do.
I'm glad we got to be in a relationship for 2 minutes on facebook.
Sorry I broke up with you, but it looked like we were really dating.
If I were a boy, I'd date her.
Nobody would treat you better.
Awkward.
I love how it takes 10 minutes to say goodnight,
and the only thing that's said over and over
is I love you, I love you I love you so much. oh I love you. I love you I do.

Read her blog http://blissfullyaesthetic.blogspot.com/

Can I be like...

2011-05-09T23:30:00.001-07:00

I wish I did that?

Welcome to Fontevraud from Francis Cutter & Vincent Nguyen on Vimeo.

I'm Only a Woman, of Flesh and Bones.

2011-05-04T00:06:00.000-07:00

Dear wife-beater-wearing-no-good-dirty-rotton-hole-digger-sweet-pea-sugar-lips,

I've never had so many 12-year old boys moments in my life than this past month. That may have to do with hanging out with sophistically immature people evry livin day and talking like I'm from the dirty south for a week straight. I've had a permanent southern bell accent ever since a midnight run to the hospital, which resulted in a 2-hour conversation on foot corns fried up real nice in ambiotic fluids along with dutch oven regurgitated 2nd breakfasts. I reckon my humor has hit the hogs, but I ain't ashamed no more. No I ain't, I reckon ever girl goes through a time in her life where ever thing she ever knew feels sliperier than a snot covered doorknob. My mama wanted to whop me upside the head, but I ain't gonna let no mama give me a lickin. Anyhow, I reckon I'll never grow up ter be a well-mannered lady, things just keep on getting way too funny for me to turn down a good ol' knee-slappin' belly-achin' laugh. Don't ever be what they want you to be, or you gonna let the good things in life pass you by. I'm an educated woman, I don't dig no holes.

p.s. in case you were wonderin', and I know you were, type this ~@~ into good ol' gmail chat and get a good laugh for me.

Much Obliged.

Ms. Watson.

No I durn can't get enough of this song neither.

Random great things from today

2011-05-02T21:51:00.000-07:00

Symmetry from Everynone on Vimeo.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. Iti sour light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presense automatically liberates others.
- Marianne Williamson

Simply Put.

2011-04-29T16:18:00.000-07:00

I've been realizing the best things are always so simple. Like friends, who love you for who you are and teach you how to baby talk.

Untitled from alyssa watson on Vimeo.

When it's simple, I want time to stand still.
It's laying on the floor with your heads together saying whatever comes to mind first. It's clipping the ends off of flowers and putting them in fresh water. It's that excited/retarded little jump you always want to do when you randomly see someone you just want to spend all your time with. It's sitting on a dock with crispy fresh french fried potatoes dreaming of the future ahead, but not caring, cause your young. It's the crunch of your steps on a gritty gravel path. Its that sweet-spot of discovered chords played on the piano, over and over.
It's the final touch on a homemade card.
It's always just ashley's baby talk that makes me giggle uncontrollably.

Why English is Hard.

2011-04-26T18:24:00.000-07:00

We have the best discussions in class...

There is a two-letter word that perhaps has more meanings than any other two-letter word, and that is "UP"

It's easy to understand: UP, meaning toward the sky or at the top of the list, but when we awaken in the morning, why do we wake UP? At a meeting, why does a topic come UP? Why do we speak UP and why are th eofficers UP for election and why is it UP to the secretary to write UP a report?

We call UP our friends. And we use it to brighten UP a room, polish UP the silver; we warm UP the leftovers and clean UP the kitchen. We lock UP the house and some guys fix UP the old car. At other times the little word has real special meaning. People stir UP trouble, line UP for tickets, work UP and appetite, and think UP excuses. To be dressed is ordinary, but to be dressed UP is special.

And this UP is confusing: A drain must be opened UP because it is stopped UP. We open UP a store in the morning but we close it UP at night.

We seem to be pretty mixed UP about UP! To be knowledgeable about the proper uses of UP, look the word UP in the dictionary. In a desk-sized dictionary, it takes UP almost 1/4th of the page and can have UP to about thirty definitions. If you are UP to it, you might try building UP a list of th emany ways UP is used. It will take UP a lot of your time, but if you don't give UP, you may wind UP with a hundred or more. When it threatens to rain, we say it is clouding UP. But when the sun comes out we say it is clearing UP. When it rains, it messes things UP. When it doesn't rain for a while, things dry UP.

Can you think of more?

The best movie is UP.
You break UP when things don't work out.
The top of your booty's jigglin out those jeans, baby pull your pants UP
Wrap it UP and shut UP
It's time to set UP shop and keep UP to speed.
Sit UP straight and stay UP late
I'll be UP UP and away UP UP and away
My time is UP.

Just Between Us.

2011-04-18T11:51:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I wish...

sunday nights would never end
time was slower
everyone had a moustache like mario's
laughter would never die down
I was JB's fav girl
everything didn't have to make sense
your socks didn't have to match
you never had to choose a last word.

jaymay

2011-04-11T04:21:00.000-07:00

she keeps coming back.

click

November 4

2011-04-11T04:03:00.000-07:00

it's a lovely thing to think about, but is it a distort, a kaleidoscope that hopes for color, for dreams and inspiration, of course it is true, but the perfect tint makes everything look good.

Moustache + Blossoms

2011-04-02T23:09:00.000-07:00

Today was brilliant, starting off with conference which is so amazing and then walking outside to the most perfect feeling day in a long time. My professor in school told us the other day that the human mind can take in 11 million pieces of information at one time, but the brightest of humans can only process 45 in the moment. He said to imagine how many pieces of information that bombard you when you go for a walk in nature. I took his advice and was completely overwhelmed with the richness a good walk outdoors contains. It shows you new things you've never noticed before, beautiful little things, each one was created with careful perfection. Frodo and I even saw a bunny! as well as the first blossoms of the year. I'm going to make this a habit. Oh and grape flavored chewy wax moustaches with mom topped off this perfect day. I love girls night out on conference weekend more than anything!

My old friends!

2011-03-16T12:38:00.000-07:00

Oh I've missed these guys. My top favorite book characters growing up.

Babar the elephant

Tintin!

Le Petit Prince

Astérix and Obélix

and Muzzy!

What were yours?

dusty scooter

2011-03-16T09:26:00.000-07:00

I rode the scoot for the first time this year. All I can say is that we couldn't wipe the gigantor smiles off our faces for the full 10 min ride.

Floating Moment.

2011-03-11T09:52:00.000-08:00

Every once in a while life is perfect.
For that moment everything feels so good from head to toe.
Kendis and I have claimed those moments in life:: Floating Moments::
They are rare and unexpected but you know exactly when they are there and you can't help but remember them forever.

Our first floating moment started because we were literally floating in the ocean. We found a leaky blow up basketball hoop in the yard of a purple house in Cayman pushed off to float in the aqua-blue crystal water that was the perfect bath temperature. Kendis had the base and I laid on the hoop and we drifted away into the most floaty moment of our lives. It's hard to describe the perfection of that moment, we were as light as air, the breeze cooled us down like those battery-powered pocket mist fans, the sound of water was so soothing, we talked about life and had no cares in the world. But moments like that can't last forever! As soon as it had come it was over with large needle-like drops of rain stabbing our skin, stabbing our perfect moment to it's death.

Floating moments don't last long, but rain cannot stab the memory or impact of them! They make life make sense.
More floating moments:

Eating hershey's kisses on top of NYC in pink chairs.
Sneaking Häagen Dazs Vanilla ice cream in the middle of the night w Kelsey
Exploring a black coral castle in Kauai
Riding bikes through the provo river trail to the duck pond and having a picnic
Discovering fluffy land on scooters for the first time
The Enchanted forest after the perfect snow storm
Walking through Rome for the first night and looking up at the Vatican wall with first italian pizza
Soccer game in Minori with the whole town, American Boy playing
Minori Minori Minori
Honeymoon suite on the top of Minori
The leather man's shop in Minori
Playing piano in the rain at Dante Alighieri
Experiencing a fig for the first time
Eating dinner in the country of Tuscany with the family from my big fat greek wedding
Mama luigia's zucchini pasta
All of mama luigia's food
Soaking up sun in the Piazza Del Campo for the last time
Watching Karli eat an apple with perfection in the Piazza Del Campo
Realizing for the first time that I know a city in Italy like the back of my hand
Looking at a finger on a dimple on the thigh of Persephephone on the Rape of Persephephone by Bernini for a full 15 minutes
Tasting real gelato for the first time
Stealing grapes from a vineyard in Corniglia, Cinque Terre after climbing 400 steps, twice
Once again floating in the crystal clear ocean of Cinque Terre after hiking through an ancient trail
Confirenze Generale in the little church under an apartment building, everyone cheering for the temple in Roma
Discovering antique markets in Arrezzo
Eating warm rice pudding in the countryside of Tuscany
Seeing my family for the first time after 3 months
Elder Ballard coming to our stake conference
The first feeling of summer
Driving in Karli's yellow bug through Provo with a crystal lite, coca cola, dr pepper & pina colada slushy
Dancing in the kitchen with only 30 tiny candles lighting the room
Staying up til 4am talking and laughing so hard with tears rolling down the face.

just to name a few.

Never to be seen.

2011-03-09T12:25:00.000-08:00

I found some old ads that never got to run in the newspaper where I work, they were so much fun to make,
we were all quite disappointed they didn't run, so here's their moment of glory for all the world to see!

happy trashy

2011-03-01T14:27:00.000-08:00

Grinning garbage bags from Japan! I would be a garbage woman in japan just because of these guys.

my first movie trailer

2011-02-23T19:16:00.000-08:00

I totally forgot about this and found it today. This was filmed in pompeii, italy! you can't hear anything and I don't know what my pants were doing...so much fun though, I loved that place, even if it really was a little creepy.

Truth Seekers teaser trailer from Lauren Laws on Vimeo.

florence

2011-02-23T18:06:00.001-08:00

I found this and love her even more, "sometimes I sing about air, I have a song called lungs it's about breathing, wierd." haha I love how she loves to be in the woods with all sorts of bruises and scrapes and loves choir music. brilliant

2011-02-23T17:20:00.001-08:00

today was the most beautiful day.
I'm so glad I decided to walk to school this morning
While I was walking I noticed the most beautiful things
simple
but not.
My favorite was a little imprint of a fish on the gutter
that said "Keep my water clean"
the fish was so intricate and friendly
I was so pleased to see this little detail,
that didn't need to be there, and only a few would ever notice
but it made the concept of caring about our planet a little more real for me
and made the gutter look a thousand times better than a tasteless slab of red concrete
I'm so happy I looked down.

As I was walking home
I felt so tired and down from the stress of the day
remembering the beauty of the morning I looked up
and there was a big furry feathery green bush, with two arms sticking out
as if giving me a hug
it was so comical
and so perfect
I know who it came from.
I love this beautiful world

Valentines Day Countdown Day 3

2011-01-29T15:46:00.000-08:00

JB knows how to treat a woman right. Yes I'm a Bielieber.

Valentine's Day Countdown Day 2

2011-01-28T13:20:00.000-08:00

I decided to design one quote a day so the words speak beautifully with typography! Now that's real love.

Valentines Day CountDown Quotes Day 1/18

2011-01-27T11:50:00.000-08:00

I decided to make a countdown chain to Valentines day because why not?! Here's to love!

This quote made me laugh out loud today at work, I don't even know why, it might be the incredible lack of sleep but it's kind of so true about me and my life situations.

We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. ~Author Unknown

Sad News/Meet Bob

2011-01-08T12:39:00.000-08:00

Pingu Died. He didn't like to eat. He's in a better place now.

Meet Bob! One of the best white elephant presents I've ever received, come to think of it, the only good one I've ever received. Bob is an alarm clock that would be described as a 5-in-one wobble clock. He has such a pleasant soft beep in the morning that gently wakes me up, and all you have to do to turn him off is touch his soft pink eggy head. Thank you Bob for making waking up pleasant in the morning. xoxo.

Meet Pingu & Jimmy!

2010-12-29T15:35:00.000-08:00

Pingu

Jimmy
They came to us on Christmas day from Ryan and Katie! Mine is Pingu, inspired by the amazing Swedish Cartoon that I still watch late at nights when I can't sleep, and Jen's is Jimmy, inspired by the family name game. They are super shy, and I'm not sure they eat or swim or do anythiing, but I still love them!

love

2010-12-28T13:19:00.000-08:00

Lovely Sayings

2010-12-22T23:17:00.001-08:00

There's something so nice in the phrase "Let's grow old together"
it's just beautiful and it means so much in just three little words and one big word.
I heard it in this song tonight
And I like it.

Lovely Packaging

2010-12-10T02:30:00.000-08:00

I love this packaging design, and this website that's all about packaging.

good good good eat eat eat

2010-12-09T01:13:00.001-08:00

While I was trying to do homework today for the 198th hour this week, I decided that life's not just about homework. So I found a blog where every single picture of food looked so appetizing. On it was a picture of soup and I went straight away to the market for $25 worth of vegetables and all sorts of creams to made enough soup to feed the country of Spain. It didn't look anything like the picture and had so much milk and cream and butter and sour cream that I died and went to mashed potato heaven. It might have been too dreamy. My roommates think I'm crazy for making food at midnight, they said I should just make top ramen, but top ramen is really two servings instead of one, I feel tricked, they want to make me look like that. If you find a sweet recipe on the blog I'll make it for you! I love cooking instead of homework.

I can't sleep

2010-11-15T01:02:00.000-08:00

Cause i'm cutting my hair off tomorrow!

I don't know why, I guess I feel obligated because Kelsey saw a really cute girl with short hair one day
made a powerpoint presentation on reasons why I should cut my hair
forcefully persisted every morning when I woke up that I cut it
and then proceded called and set up an appointment with her favorite hair stylist.
I have no choice.
I always want to grow my hair long and luscious, but always have a random spaz and then CHOP it.
It's going to be short.
Not like a man's though.

Good bye hair. Good bye bam bam bun on top of the head everyday. \

p.s. the rain sounds so beautiful tonight, I've always been the debby downer who sometimes prefers rain over sunshine, but not always.

2 Years

2010-06-24T13:43:00.000-07:00

How does time pass so quickly? This movie is the cheesiest romance movie I've seen for a while which means I loved it of course. I still get teary eyed every stinking time the trailer comes on. It was filmed in my hometown in Siena, Italy where I left my heart, sniff sniff. I can't believe it's been two whole years. I think it's time to go back.

110

2010-05-18T15:51:00.001-07:00

This song has 110 play counts on my itunes. I am a song-repeater abuser.

It's Bananaananananananananananananaas

2010-05-14T13:09:00.000-07:00

I just started loving bananas, thank goodness, and not just because of these fantastic stickers. They are the perfect breakfast on the run that fill you with energy and make you feel like you're ready for a new bright sunny day. Plus they're yellow! Eat a banana

And Sometimes...

2010-02-09T23:40:00.000-08:00

you dance in class in a blue amoeba suit.

Great Karaoke Night

2009-12-12T18:10:00.000-08:00

Anyone for a karaoke night?

Love Story Taylor Swift http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IPYyjz1i5LE&feature=related

Halo Beyoncehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Nrtzcl9_9I

We Were Strangers Anastasia

When There Was me and You Gabriella

Almost lover A Fine Frenzy

Alicia Keys No One

Beyonce Ave Maria

Wednesday.

2009-10-07T14:32:00.000-07:00

Things I don't like this week:

toothpaste foam
chocolate covered chocolate chip cookies (too many C's)
sleeping with socks on
dentists
exacto knives
bunnies
cold
early
fake

wow it's hard to think of things to dislike. There's so much great and wonderful and beautiful things everywhere, what a wonderful world.

Tuesday.

2009-10-07T00:21:00.000-07:00

Things I like this week:

Sufjan Stevens front row envy
Jenny's beautiful drawings
crispy scooter rides
chocolate-dipped cookies
PMG
D&C 58:3-4
Elementary
Andrea Bocelli Pandora Channel
Fall skies
Nicolas Nickleby
J.Crew
The first ski snow
Collages
Karli's hugs
3 paragraph text messages
Mr. Burns!
Blueberries
Scarves
Noodles and Co.
Photo Booth
Piano
Christmas Songs by Sufjan
Training Wheels
Sofia & Josef
Luigia Dinners
Project Runway
No Class
Jaymay-Blue Skies
Regina Spektor-Real Love
Smeyes
Clean

Sugar Lips

2009-08-08T21:40:00.000-07:00

Every once in a while I get these insane urges to buy a huge bag of skittles and pour as many as I can in my mouth and simply endulge in the chewy goodness of a million rainbow swoosh of flavors. To my lucky surprise I was running out the door today and a large bag of skittles caught my eye. With a sting of that strange urge I grabbed the biggest handfull I could muster and plopped the entire lot in without a blink. It felt so incredibly satisfying to satisfy my desires. I felt so happy until suddenly the lot turned into a gigantic sandy clump. My eyes began to water and my teeth were slowly coating with cavity-initiating sugar. As I drove down the rode the stupidity of my idea hit me hard while the nastiest lumpy bubble of death was growing in my mouth the size of a small watermelon. Grossss.
I've only ever acted on this impluse one other time and obviously didn't learn my lesson even though I nearly chocked to death on 8 pieces of watermelon hubba bubba, which turns into the largest goop that is a lovely shade of diarrea brown which makes you laugh so hard you don't know that it's trying to block all access to air until it's too late! Gooey gooey gum drops of slime trickle down the face. Good times with my shlee bop boyle.

Ritz fit nicely in a Ziploc

2009-05-07T12:46:00.000-07:00

Today I went to get a snack in the kitchen when the words of Marit reflected in my head. I realized that when I get a snack it always has to be in a plastic ziploc or it's not a valid snack. As she recalled one afternoon I was eating an apple. I sliced the apple and put it in a ziploc bag and went in the living room at ate it all.
Life would be pointless without pointless activities.

.

hi im alyssa

2009-03-10T19:32:00.000-07:00

Today marks a monumental day in history: my first bloody nose.
I've never gotten a bloody nose before, in my life, until today.
Grossest feeling of wet
cold blood drizzling out of your nose!
I don't think I've really lived until today.
I remember once I sat in my kitchen and my friend got a bloody nose and we laughed for hours telling stories about bloody noses while the nose blood went on and on like a faucet of bathwater. I always wanted one because in my first grade class if you got hurt in class you got candy. Kind of messed up, but it was Mrs. bottom, so what do you expect? Once my friend Ally sneezed and she caught a bowl of blood in her hands from her nose, but apparently Mrs. Bottom doesn't give out candy to bloody nose injuries, only serious ones that draw real blood painfully like bee stings and scrapes or broken bones. I've yet to be stung by a bee or break a bone knock on wood. I used to knock on plastic wood in my car, don't worry it works the same! Even plastic that doesn't look like wood at all in a different car works wonders, it's all about your perspective on things. knocking on paper totally counts p.s.
See u.

The first time that i met you i knew one day i would know you even better

2009-03-05T16:55:00.000-08:00

yesterday! was a pretty incredible day for me, i got to sing a song with the famous, talented and sexy lynzie glaus. My favorite part was practicing in the back alley way before the show. We sung our hearts out through our bursting lungs.

I met a hippy before our show and he gave me some life-changing advice:

You know that little voice in your head telling you that you're just not good enough or you're not there yet. If you dare to listen to that voice I'm going to come up there and kick you. Besides, only crazy people listen to voices in their head. Scream your lungs out!!

He told me he drove all the way from out yonder to see me and lynzie sing her songs. I love crazy joes

maybe i'll put up a vid later when i get it from my sister jenny.

I've never been to a bunny hop

2009-02-25T22:04:00.000-08:00

mop, shabop, shlee, shmee lyss and dis, zie, ly, and rit. I like those peoples a lot.

i

like

simplicity

organization

glistening sheen

crisp linen fields

neon lights shining through

but im lazy today

one day

i won't

be

i'll be

a freshly sharpened number 2 pencil

a raincoat dripping with crystals

the gloss of the moonlit sea

the plush of a newborns cheek

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Fancy and Frisky

2009-02-19T18:30:00.000-08:00

i love to look at cake
sometimes it is pink
even though this cake is fake
it's made of love i think

Come take a bite with your tulips
sometimes it is pink
upon the lips who shakes their ships
but failing down they sink

Rainbow colors often lie
sometimes they are pink

Sluffing!

2009-02-17T09:11:00.000-08:00

I don't want to go to class today, it is tuesday but really it's monday classes. That is possibly the meanest thing to do ever. So i'm sitting in my room and blogging instead! it's actually more beneficial to my education in my professional opinion. To be quite honest i'm feeling sickly so i have a good excuse to not go to class. I always have felt bad about skipping class because i read once in a byu daily universe article that based on the tuition you pay, it costs somewhere around $375 to attend class. I totally just made up that number, but the point is they made me feel really wasteful and ungrateful for the education that i have. on the contrary i am very grateful for the amazing opportunity to go to byu. sometimes you just cant go to class though. i met this guy named spencer and he talked about the points of andy warhol for a long time, i sort of phased in and out of his discussion, he kept saying "the point is that..fill in the blank.." and there were more than 50 points in his 30 minute explanation of andy warhol's crazy factory where people would jump out of the window and andy was just sorry that he didn't get to film it. The point is that in actuality there is no point except to make the point that the point is the point. ok fine im going to class now i dont like capitalizing i, it looks so much cuter and more my personality as me myself and i than I, that just looks like a staple in another stack of homework assignments, i dont want to capitalize anything ever again
this used to be my classroom.

whities

2009-02-12T20:40:00.000-08:00

Summer Stained Memories

2008-08-18T15:25:00.000-07:00

The countdown is on! 11 days and I'm out of here, off to Siena, Italy for a fabulous time learning to cook, watercolor, speak italian and do the tango (I'm pretty sure that the tango is not italian but i'm determined to learn it before I come home somehow somewhere).

August.
My mamma loves me because she makes me the most delicious smoothies. The one today has fresh raspberries handpicked from a farm somewhere by someone, strawberry ice cream, greek flavored yogurt and a large sprinkle of sugar. I cannot even comprehend how good it tastes when all these things come together. They create something so different to their own personal flavors, each contributing their tiny bit to make something out-of-this-world.

Grand Cayman delight. Nothing can compare. Midnight canoe rides in the magical green swirling waters, 50+ person bike rides to the points, secret bike rides on the dock at night with the creepy guard, getting lost in a book by the pool, watching gidget in the bed full of Popsicles and crumbs, floating in the bay on a rainbow floaty, the pina coladas at rum point, looking for sunset sea shells at stingray city, playing ratatat cat with Kelson, the train game, werewolf, under the sea sing-alongs, early morning dives to nintendo looking lands, the over-sized lemonheads after diving, Viva la vida on repeat, late-night accent changing parties, the thunder/rain storms with tin drums beating in the sky, treasure hunting on water bikes with pirates, real life bang! game, catching starfish in a sea of jellies, the hammocks, the sunsets, olympics opening ceremonies , white and pink sand, torturing hermit crabs with curly bums, free gum ball machine at the airport and the over sized grapes that should be plums. lovely

movies movies never in my life have I watched more movies than I have in august 2008. favorites of the summer:
Love Actually
Bridget Jones Diary 2
Mamma Mia!
Wall E.
Pride and Prejudice
What a girl wants
The importance of being Ernest
& Nanny Mcfee
hahaha i just realized that Colin Firth is in all of those movies except for robot's. It's real love.

I just heard the ice cream man drive past my house, the most glorious sound of my childhood.

July. Me and my munchkin friends

The month of being a fish. swimming, surfing, tanning, Lake powell and mixtapes, scooter rides on steroids (the biggest gang got up to 30) up and down university avenue, falling in love with 16 year olds, fire works, mini cooper rides while MIA sings paper planes, foreign food (four seasons dumplings & peru palace), Miley Cyrus, dippin dots, art galleries, sleepovers, dance parties, swimming swimming and swimming and crepes, i'm a new cousin-aunt to nora the sweet pea.

June.
Marit Kemppainen.

and the most delicious cake of my life because it was made with friends, and warmth and love and raspberries. we actually shaved the chocolate into curls with a potato peeler

May.
Love and life and life and love. New music discoveries (addicted to gospel soul music). The O.C., weddings, feverish kissing in the cloak room at Victoria's station, problematic situations with the doorbell/phone, lion flavored lollipops, circus runaways, good luck, rainbows, british fiends, meeting christain bale/steve carell, heber bowling alleys, ashley's work with cake that slightly looked like donuts, red hot air balloons, blades of grass between my toes, purple doll's death,shark snacks, brain shut down until september 13, fluffyland.

Do you feel better about yourself?

2008-07-30T12:28:00.000-07:00

All we are, are just a couple of girls who wanted to have fun.
Yesterday I flew through a cloud. At first it was so bumpy and scary, I shook up and down and side and diagonal but then jenny said "open the window" . That's exactly when my heart skipped a beat. I tried to breathe but my breath was stolen from me. The sight that filled my eyes was more glorious than any words together could ever describe. I truthfully felt like i was flying in Heaven, a glimpse that could never be photographed, only burned into you, awakening your deepest desires. The impact of my cloud was astonishing. The time moved faster than I wanted. I never wanted to leave . The sun was there dancing on every fluff of diamond whiteness that towered overhead, I felt so close so overwhelmed, so small, I couldn't draw a breath for a full 3 minutes, and then it was over. My cloud slowly got smaller and smaller until it was only a prick in the past.

a think that I thoughted

2008-07-27T17:12:00.000-07:00

one day as I sat in my garden, i pondered.
I wondered, and wandered and found so much deep beneath the bedrock.
What an exclamation I cried when surprise filled my sight.
It was so lovely I almost ran from fright. Terrifying glory, Sickening bliss, Ghastingly delightful, Delightingly Creepy, Underestimated heart-freezifying.
What might you ask? What is this thing, this living breathing slim and slow fast and ripped slothful thoughtingly churningly bottle of say?
One word slipped from my lips, 2 words tried to escape but one sufficed for the duration of opposites. -Lamp-
try again -prairie-
no again -Excellentation-
one more try -fracture-
why yes. that might be it. where else could something be so say?
three time I was looking seven a greleven way to say the say. ten the first time I ran after it. fourteen the second, I almost felt altwo. But after the third try I decided that nine all of the efforts and not fifty reasons, I went six the last sevender and tee on the fouree, but all that added up ninety was zero.

Guess Who?

2008-07-21T11:06:00.001-07:00

Hi!

2008-07-18T12:51:00.000-07:00

I'm so bored. work is boring boring boring forever.
Today for work
I cleaned my phone with a paperclip,
listened to the entire soundtrack for chocolat the movie.
made a ring out of blue paper.
took a 20 min bathroom break.
drew tony's face for Laura's life size doll of him.
almost played croquet.
text messaged people.
made an ad about plasma!
looked at pictures of people who recently got married on facebook
read every article in the Daily Universe and cut out pictures to tack on my wall
got invited to go to Arizona with some hot boyz
ate gum that made me crave donut holes

and then wrote about it all

My drawing

You know you need a life when your iPod starts talking to you

2008-07-16T10:52:00.000-07:00

Dubya: I was sitting there trying to put some tv shows that I "TiVo"ed onto my 160 GB iPod but he was sitting there saying "Hello there! I'm full." What a glorious day when you can fill your entire 160 GB iPod, it's even more glorious when you discover it can talk.

of course you aren't considered to have a life either if you call an iPod " is that your shiny box with a bullseye on the table?" I love grandma

Who needs a life anyway as long as your a happy slappy campervan I say that's the best life there is.

Sometimes I don't do dumb things

2008-07-14T21:00:00.000-07:00

but most of the time I do.

Dumb Moments today:

While running on the treadmill at the gym, the most perfect song ever came up on my iPOD. I was feeling it so badly I had this incredible urge to dance. It was so overpowering but I couldn't just break down and dance right in the middle of the gym, so I disciplined the dancing only to my hands but then my shoulders suddenly joined and my head and my feet started stepping step tapping to the beat I couldn't help myself! Basically I was dancing in the gym on a treadmill, and you know what I don't care.

Then of course after all that sweaty dance running extravaganzas I had to take a shower. WORST feeling ever when you get out of a nice warm shower and it's freezing outside of it, and you realize that you forgot to get a towel. luckily there was a 2-inch wash cloth left on the counter or I would have been caught in a sticky-wicky

After that was breakfast! fluffy scrambled eggs and toast. I always have so much eggshell drama. My mama buys the eggs that are so hard to crack so I am prone to hitting the egg really hard to get a nice clean crack (never happens). I recently attended a cooking class where the lady cracked eggs kind of funny but I thought I would try it. She would smash the egg flat on the counter and it always came out without any shells. So I got my egg out, smashed it on the counter and the entire egg came out all over the counter. Cool.

MAR-ADS

2008-07-14T10:32:00.001-07:00

Code word: Pandemic

2008-07-13T22:53:00.000-07:00

It's an odd sort of pandemic. an epic pandemic
One where people are past feeling, one where their emotional range is the size of a teaspoon and that small teaspoon is only their flavor. exception.
Self-centeredness seems to be the subject of today. perfection the other.
Everyone is searching for something, someone. When one is presented it seems to be their perfect most desired flavor for a while, but that is precisely when the disease unfolds: symptoms: your head is no longer regular size, rather it's transformed into something like a rose-tinted machine but it just doesn't seem to fit right, it's forced on and squeezes your eyes until all slowly turns black and all you can see is a picture of you because that is all you remember. soon it's all you want to remember. When rose-tinted glasses were the true style, life was simple, 2 weeks and you would know, 50 years past there are only trails of petals falling from your spectacles, no regrets, what you feel is real. they accepted. Today they fall but naturally is not the style. The pandemic has seized millions, not just here but across the world. More is expected more is demanded, unnatural and plastic. prim and sheen. sadly there is little hope of seeing in when the blindness prevails, there are things that only meet the eye yet even more that meets the soul. who knows what could have been.

istock is useful for more than ads about roommates fighting

2008-07-10T11:20:00.000-07:00

this is the first wedding dress i found that I'm quite fond of. I am not a fan of the typical Allyse's bridal (actually I'm a big hater) typical modest ones gahhg, mine is going to be modest of course but different, it's hard to explain what's in my head on this subject so we just have to piece it together bit by bit

bubbly fluff puff

I got a brain and more than just half a one

2008-07-09T16:57:00.001-07:00

Merci pour les fleurs

2008-07-08T09:53:00.000-07:00

I remember the first time I heard the word "blog"
It sounded to me like something you find hidden somewhere that is very unpleasant, unexpected and undesirable to discover. something black gooey and pulsing. it turned out to be quite the opposite.

in fact blogs are very pleasant and desirable to discover. I like them for the reason that you can type into the unknown. You put your words out there and there is some sort of relief that comes by pressing a big orange button that says "publish post" and sending your words that came from inside of you to somewhere only no one knows, on an adventure, to be read and cherished even if it's only by you.

Look it's Siena!

2008-07-03T10:04:00.000-07:00

I found this picture in the Daily Universe today it's Siena's world famous Palio horse racing! cool! That is going to be my new hometown in the Fall so I get excited about these things. Go Porcupine!

Anime?

2008-06-28T19:25:00.000-07:00

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

2008-06-26T22:09:00.001-07:00

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

2008-06-26T21:33:00.000-07:00

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

2008-06-24T23:43:00.000-07:00

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!

2008-06-24T12:26:00.000-07:00

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.

2008-06-18T22:52:00.000-07:00

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

2008-06-17T20:17:00.000-07:00

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

2008-06-17T20:08:00.000-07:00

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

2008-06-06T10:48:00.000-07:00

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

2008-06-06T07:41:00.000-07:00

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

2008-06-05T14:18:00.000-07:00

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.

It's a world full of people

2008-05-08T15:31:00.000-07:00

I love people.

It's a world where geese and humans can live peacefully together

2008-04-10T22:56:00.000-07:00

baby go home