Yes We Can

It scares me sometimes to voice my opinion around family and friends because it usually leads to an argument and anyone who knows me knows that I am pretty chill and like to discuss things, but once they turn towards resembling an argument I just walk away.  I like to discuss in an open manner, respecting and throwing about ideas, I don’t want to fight or prove that my way of thinking is better than theirs because everyone can think however they want.  They must have justified their thinking with some sort of rationalization. If it is a poor rationalization or justification, then this is fine.  It will be them who looks like an ass or an idiot in front of others.

But here I express my opinion:  I think Obama will be just the thing America needs to take it not necessarily in an entirely new direction, but it will take a look at much needed changes.  GOBAMA!

Peace.  Seriously. Peace.

Lazy Days, A Lazy Life

Here I sit on a chilly Sunday afternoon curled up in an awkwardly yarnish blanket.  I have buddy the ratted yet oober happy dog on one side and whitey the ginourmous cat on the other.  This is what my life has been lately.  I need to get another job…or just a different job.  I feel so lazy, but this isn’t me.  I need to do something, start going.

Maybe I should sort mail on weekends at nights, or work in a hotel lobby.  Ideas anyone?  I hate job searching.  But, alas, it must be done.

Peace.

November…seriously?

Last night I walked out of a little barn house at 2 in the morning and was amazed to feel the warmth of the air.  Even more enthralled when I realized it was now officially November.  November brings cold.

Pros:  I get to wear cute accessories like hats, mittens and scarves, and it means the season of lots of pumpkin pie and chocolate.  And this year my goal is to learn how to snowboard.  Should be a good adventure.

Cons:  It’s cold, I get miserable and my toes always hurt.

Welcome winter (rather reluctanly) and welcome 2009 because you are quickly making your way upon us.

Peace.

Career Fair

Went to the career fair today on a whim.  I wasn’t planning on it.  Plus I woke up late and put on a really gross sweater that is about 3 sizes too big, haven’t worn it in years.  Glad I went though. As soon as I walked in I was still quite awkward and had not adjusted.  Man asked me if I was interested in Homeopathic Medicine.  I said yes.  Not being prepared with questions I felt like a fool.  Awkwardly stumbled through and then moved onto the next homeopathic medical school.  Asked questions, but was not impressed as the representative seemed awkward and could not answer my questions.  Moved on to the third school: National College of Natural Medicine.  Soon became a love affair.  Oriental medicine and acupuncture are a seemingly natural path for me.  Came home and looked at acupuncture schools in America.  Lovelies <3

Peace.

Post Script:  Paranormal shows fascinate me.  Want to see a ghost, but not really.  Amazes me.

Welcome Mo

I just want to welcome dear Mo to the world of blogging.  She will rock your socks off here.  Plus if you want she will give you super amazing hair styles because she is all official now.

rockin your socks off

Peace. <3

Dark Hikes and Socratic Dialogues.

These two things aren’t really related besides the fact that this is what I am these days.  Last night Jeffrey and I decided to go for a little hike when he got off of work.  Which meant we didn’t even leave our house until almost one in the morning.  We then drove to Tony’s Grove, which has quite the fascinating history that Jeff would love to fill you in on, and hiked around the base lake where you park.  Now, I have done lots and lots of night hikes and I love them, but they are always at the Wind Caves or in Jackson…places I have been to many times during the day.  I have not been to Tony’s Grove since my 7th grade stint in the Science/Outdoors Club.  And I spent the entire time flirting with boys and getting reamed for being disrespectful to nature through my chatterbox ways.  Let’s just say it was a long time ago and I don’t remember it at all.  This being said, I get really uncomfortable and nervous in the dark if I don’t feel comfortable and I tend to have an overactive imagination and freak myself out.  So we began our hike.  About 5 minutes into it Jeff threatened to take the mag light away from me because I was making him dizzy with my interrogating sweeps from side to side on the lookout for wild animals.  I told myself that I was overexaggerating and that this was just like all my other hikes.  We would be fine.  So I calmed down and just kept the light on the trail, so as not to enrage an irratable Jeff.  It took us about an hour to stroll around the lake, even with us taking wrong turns and suddenly running out of trail.  We stopped along the way and admired the signs of the cute wildlifes or historic landmarks, and even the ones of trees shaped like random objects.  It was beautiful in the dark and I can only imagine what it must be like in the day…I may have to take a trip up there this weekend.  Anyway, we came around the last bend and spotted the reflection off the car about 1/5 of a mile away I would say and there was this sign that listed all of the wild animals that roam those parts.  The listed included bears, wolves, cougars, mountain lions, moose, and even beavers.  As we were standing there talking about the animals that could attack us, there were about 5 snapping branches in the woods right behind us…something was deliberately moving.  We looked at each other and then proceeded to run…fast.  I felt as though I was in the Blaire Witch Project, despite the fact that I have never seen the movie, I just know the scene of when they are running and the flashlight is bouncing uncontrollably…that was me.  We stopped when we were about to the parking lot and shined the light back to see if we had panicked for nothing.  We immediately so two eyes coming at us, that did it, we were off again.  Jeff had left his keys in the car with the window rolled down, so he began fumbling to try and unlock the door.  We finally got inside flipped the car around on the area of where we had just come from, and immediately spotted the two reflective eyes again.  It was too dark to see what the creature was, but it was definitely there.  Here is my deductive logic of the situation.  It was something that chases people, it runs fast, it is light (if it were a human or a bear we would have heard it lumbaring towards us, but we heard nothing, there were only the eyes), and it was probably something on the sign we had been admiring only moments before.  I think it was a mountain lion or a cougar…Jeff isn’t quite as convinced.  He kept sticking with bear or moose, but why would they chase us, and they are heavy.  Who knows.  I just know it was there and it was scary.  We got home about 3:30 still pumped with adreniline after a car ride of our unexplainable and scary experiences through life.  Such a great night.  Oh, did I mention I hate being scared, but after I secretly love it.

For one of my philosophy classes I have to write a Socratic Diaglogue, meaning that I have to have a character who argues with Socrates over the essence of a thing.  I have decided to argue and define:  What is a Mormon.  Now those of you who know me know I was raised Mormon but have not been to church in years.  I hate going to Utah State and not having any distinctive marks that prove to the world that I am not Mormon, such as piercings, tattoos, or slutty dress.  Therefore everyone just assumes I am an active and believing Mormon.  But you know what assuming does (if you don’t know go ask your mom or something)…It is just annoying.  Anyway, I tend to go off on tangents a lot.  I am really excited to write this paper.  The End.

Peace.

Fourth Week of School and…

Its only the fourth week of school and I am already missing atleast a third of my classes and still haven’t even opened half of my books…and on top of that it is fall semester.  Yesterday instead of going to class and work I managed to finish the fourth season of Grey’s Anatomy and create some really cool pictures on photoshop.  It was truly a success.  School is blah.

Peace.

Before. and. After.

Cookin

Randee and I are becoming domestic godesses.  Every evening during the week we create another marvelous creation…we have had no busts in the three weeks we have been doing this.  We are amazing.

Mimi’s

Mo and I went to Mimi’s Cafe the other day for dinner for my birthday.  It was utterly marvelous.  I may think the waiter hated us though because Mo and I get together and are hilarious.  Everytime he came over tears were streaming down my face.  We Rock.

Peace.

Another summer quickly being taken away

I can’t believe that I have been in Jackson, Wyoming for an entire summer.  It is my last night and everyone else are babies and have long gone to bed.  So I sit here thinking about what this summer has brought to the table and how I have once again changed.  There were so many amazing times filled with amazing people.  But there were also a lot of miserable times filled with effing douche bags that parade around like they are real people.  Along with plenty of demanding customers who treat me as though I am stupid and my highest aspiration is retail.  Blah.  But don’t you worry, the good times definitely overpowered the bad by far.   3 months of good with like 2 weeks of bad, but they were in the middle, so it was like eating and oreo.  I love the chocolate cookie, but the center is just way too sweet for my taste.  I’ll deal with it, but I really am just there for the chocolate.

The job definitely got old, but the people made it worth it, unless I felt like I was baby-sitting my employees, because then I just wanted to punch them in the face.  I was thinking today about how much the store has changed throughout the summer.  In the beginning it was mostly Americans, majority of them being LDS, a couple of Thai girls, and a great kid from Ecuador…then along came the Colombias, a whole gaggle of them.  Seeing that almost all of the guys who were American went to Spanish speaking countries on their missions there was Spanish 24/7.  Then came the Taiwanese girls.  One is the ditsiest beings I have yet to come across.  To put it bluntly, she makes herself an easy target.  The other two girls are really chill and cool.  They are coming to Logan for a couple days following Labor Day weekend.  Then the Colombians left and bring on the Europeans.  90% of the non-Americans are Europeans being from Poland, Ukraine, and Moldovia.  It is such a different atmosphere.  It definitely reminds me so much more of my first summer here two years ago.

Anyway, last night I slept on the roof of my store with my homies Corey, Aaron, and Sara, with a brief stint by Jeremy.  It was wonderful.  It was nice because I have slept on our living room floor almost every day this summer.  I don’t know why but I just love hard floors so much better.  So while they were all tossing and turning on their flimsy pads, I was right at home and my hard, cold floor.

Tomorrow I get to drive to Bear Lake to meet my family for a good time.  Then onto partying it up with good friends Randee, Whitney, and Jeffy.  Sunday is filled with getting things taken care of for restarting at Bed, Bath, and Beyond.  And then Monday is school.  I have not prepared in any way whatsoever, but I am super stoked for my classes, all of which are directly for my major.  I am scared at the same time that I will be overwhelmed with having 15 credits, all of which are 3000 and above, 2 being in the 5000 level.  Yipes.  But I will survive, because I have to.

Whelp, I should hit the sack so that I might arise and shine early in the morn and begin my trek back to the Valley of the Cache.

Peace.