I never wanted to be your rolling train, I never wanted to be your dancin shoes....

Ryan always seems to know what kind of mood I'm in, and how to walk me through it. Thanks for holding my hand, dude. And also for being hot, but not too hot to take away from how good your music really is. It's hard to take a smokin hot dude's music too seriously when you're too busy undressing him with your eyes. Just sayin...

Also, it's going to be in the 60s this weekend. Anyone wanna play outside? Say, by the lake?

post-holiday update

Hi friends! Wow it has been FOREVER since we've last spoken. How have you been? Doing well, I hope. I must admit, these past few months have been a non-stop whirlwind of things, and I apologize deeply for not keeping you abreast of all the goings-on of Court 5. Thanksgiving was way too short, Christmas was typical, New Years spent in NYC (not so typical, very exciting), and one very lovely snow-week spent with someone equally as lovely. Here are pictures from the first snow day of 2009:




How is everyone keeping up with those resolutions for the new year? I didn't make any this year because a)I fail miserably at keeping them and b)they're always the same every year anyway.

Also? Clocks. Here are some things I have noticed about myself and clocks. I think digital clocks are ugly, but they are the most functional. Little known fact about me: I can't tell time if the clock isn't digital. DON'T try and explain it to me - I know HOW to tell time, it's just too hard and requires too much thought and I really don't have 30 seconds to be puzzled over how late I actually am for work. I always make a wish at 11:11. And it's usually the same wish, typically a variation on a familiar theme. It's extra special if I just happen to glance at the clock and catch it in time. AAAAAAAAND I like it when I catch the clock at 12:34. Sometimes I make a wish on that one too.

I promise I will be better about posting in 2009. Maybe I won't ramble on so much about clocks...or maybe I will!

get it RIGHT NOW

GET IT GET IT GET IT GET IT!!!! It dropped in stores today, I bought it first thing this morning :) It's especially nice for all you love birds out there - he's got some super heartfelt tracks to warm you heart and soul.

happy happy friday y'all!

It's gonna take an act of God for me to get any work done before lunch on fridays, just an FYI.

below I've posted a 2-step instructional guide on how to efficiently go apeshit while at work. enjoy!

How did I get peanut butter IN MY EAR???

please answer that for me. because I just scratched my ear, and peanut butter from my bagel this morning was lodged right above my earlobe. also, yesterday I went to pull my hair back, and wiped oatmeal from breakfast off my NECK. what the crap is going on here?

I really don't like Third Eye Blind, except for this one song called "10 Days Late" I think the title is pretty self-explanatory, but it took me about 3 years to realize the song was about a guy who's girlfriend is 10 days late on her period and now they're havin a bebe.

question about facebook etiquette: when is ok to friend someone that you only SORTA know? like, you say hi and stuff at work, but that's about it. speaking of facebook, can anyone remember what the days before facebook were like? how did I spend (waste) all of my time???

I don't think I'm going to make it through the day, what with all the misplaced food and facebook quandries. someone please come rescue me...

since I am feeling so weird and foggy today, here is a picture of me and ashley cuttin a rug :)

"That looks like an autopsy"

My mother (as mentioned before, pinnacle of good parenting that she is) just sent me a text message, and all it said was: "I'm sure he takes the dishes out of the sink before he pees in it"

now, this is probably the most awesome text I have ever gotten, and my reasons are three-fold.

1. it is a line from the most true to southern form movie ever created, and also a favorite of mine

2. my mother sent it to me.

3. I really am that white trash.

Thursday: day officially made.

Also, I just made the grave error in telling my boss that a friend of mine is introducing me to the colorful and whimsical world that is the Carolina Renaissance Festival. I have been instructed to rent a "bar wench" costume and assemble a scrapbook from said faire (yes I spelled that shit with an E, motherfuckers). I'm not allowed to come back to work until the scrapbook is finished.

crap.

this guy likes to party.

I need...

someone to paint pretty canvases for me to hang on the walls at my house. I want flowers and swirleys and stuff. but none of that cutesy pink and green bullshit. also, I think these (seen below) would look lovely lining the front walkway. do hydrangeas grow in the fall? hrmmm...

One of my coworkers brought in some banana nut bread this morning that his wife made. It was so yum. It went perfect with my hazelnut coffee :)




listening to: "life is wonderful" by jason mraz