A New Version of Silky Smooth

Last night I found myself on the floor in the shampoo aisle of the grocery store. I was in the process of obtaining some 'new silky smooth' stuff. Having been told recently that normal shampoo contains the same sulfates as paint thinner, I decided that it was time to switch it up.

Thus, I came away $20 poorer and fingers crossed for a successful shower in the morning. Ladies and gentlemen, I have good news to report...the hair is just as silky smooth as ever and I've come to the conclusion that my expensive purchase is, without question, saving the world...or at least my head. Same thing really...

I'd also like to report that Mark is like...for realsies...getting married. Shit...

But let's be honest, that's not nearly as important as my hair. So there.

The Question Plaguing Me

For God's sake, why are all vampire stars delightfully good-looking?

Exhibit A: Edward Cullen...yes, a little on the corny side but...let's be honest - so hot!

Exhibit B: Bill Compton - True Blood. Never has a rugged, southern vampire looked more delectable.

Exhibit C: The Salvatore brothers - Vampire Diaries. No need for words.

For this last one, I'd appreciate my picture in the middle. It would be better that way.

Bobby Jindal and the Attack of the Attention-Whore Volcanoes

Tonight marked Diety Obama's first State of the Union address and, while I was impressed (as always) with his words, jokes, and message, I found myself longing for a little something different. I needed some Bobby Jindal. Now, to some, this may seem rather odd. Why would anyone need the governor of Louisiana other than to ask him to make more True Blood episodes...minus the way Bill says 'Sookie'. Let me take you on a little journey back in time however...to a land of volcano hating officials and the consensus that:

I'm sure we can all agree that utilizing government money to track volcanic and seismic activity is a completely stupid and ridiculous idea. Who cares about everyone up near Seattle? Who cares about Alaska? After all - shouldn't Texas get to be the biggest state again? (It's closer to Louisiana).

So...as I sat watching the President, I thought fondly of Bobby Jindal and his hilarious ideas. Then...then I did a search...and what I found frightened me...and made me reconsider his position on Alaska.

After this...I have nothing to say...other than to acknowledge the pure terror that's oozing from my pores currently. Such a pretty picture.

Attack Of The Bear Jew

First of all, if you haven't seen Inglorious Basterds...do so - ASAP. If you have, I am here to inform you that I feel as if I just got bludgeoned by the baseball bat. Ugh...no idea why!



So I ended up staying home from class today and sleeping (not a half bad idea ;) and am now set to drive my little self on down to Orem. There are a couple things you should know about the interaction that transpire between Orem and myself.... First of all...I count steeples. There are a lot to count. Second, I look at gas prices and decided whether I want to buy cheaper gas down there this week. Third, and most importantly, I blast music that has a good bass. Why you ask? Well for the looks I get of course! I find it highly entertaining/very naughty to be stopped at a light, blasting my music, and receive some incredulous, highly disappointed looks from those around me. Ooooh Utah County ;) How much joy you bring me.



I'm off to nurse my beaten body (still confused) and pick out some delightful bass-tastic music for the drive in a bit.

Ambushed!

I sit down, minding my own business, to read some New York Times. I channel in on the health section, read a bit about pediatric strokes, and then notice a story on eating disorders. I HAVE BEEN AMBUSHED! I read it, not expecting much and then...and then...this happens:

“A lot of patients feel this stigma if they know they’re diagnosed with Ednos: ‘Obviously, I’m not good enough to be anorexic,’ ” said Nicole Hawkins, director of clinical services at Center for Change, an eating disorder treatment center in Orem, Utah. “I’ve had many patients feel that they need to lose more weight so they lose their period so they can change the diagnosis. Patients really feel they have to get ‘better’ at their eating disorder to deserve treatment.”
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/19/health/19eat.html?ref=health

They're everywhere! Just thought you should know ;)

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I'd like to first inform you that my hair is delightfully soft today. I was told over the weekend that most shampoo contains the same ingredient that's included in paint thinner, gasoline remover, etc. Aside from the fact that I'm now freaked about my cheap coconut-y goodness, I'm proud to say that the gross ingredient has not impeded on my glorious hair. Just an fyi for you to consider.



As previously mentioned (perhaps) Mark is, once more, engaged to S(he) who shall not be named. I'd like to claim this as my victory. Let's be honest, who maintained that they'd get back together for the 3rd time even as Mark traveled allll the way to Utah? This girl did...and she was right. It's time to add some more scintillating details to this story o' love and horror...it's arrangement making time! Oh dear - who doesn't love picking out cute churches and wedding dresses? What's the phrase? Gag me with a spoon? Yup that sounds about right.


Meh... So obviously there's a part of me that is highly jealous and offended. Makes sense and I'm not trying to deny it. Here's the thing though: what I'm jealous of is the wedding. I could handle wearing this delightful number:



Just saying ;) I'm looking forward to my George...I'm looking forward to a beautiful dress, lots of fabulous flowers, and yum yums. Most importantly, I'm looking forward to being at a point in my life where I've figured my shiz out!

Here's to the future...

Twiddling Thumbs

I 'strongly dislike' (hate) waiting and I hate being bored. I've decided that both of these things are big bummers and make me grumpy.

I'm waiting on a reference letter to be sent to the University of Puget Sound...it's a letter that will allow me to maybe play out the next year as I've anticipated. If, however, the letter doesn't get sent by tomorrow...perhaps this entire year will be blown. Yes, this sounds mildly over-dramatic...probably because it is. The point here is that relying on other people really blows. They, without question, will let you down at some point or another. Certainly not all of them - but a vast majority. Therefore, it's important to pick and choose carefully. Like...vewwwwy carefullly...hunting rabbits/Elmer Fudd carefully. That's something that I've been working on quite a bit.

Hmm the bored thing...because let's be honest, I'm bored with talking about my grad school app.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have met a boy. Yeah, yeah, yeah...big surprise...but let's review: While I normally have a small collection of boys around, they're generally just the space fillers. They're the stunt doubles who really suck at stunts anyways. I mean, sure, some are cute, fun, fabulous. Most though, are around because they provide certain things that I enjoy. Be it good backrubs or good cookies, it's nice to have them. That is, after all, the idea of dating..and I'm certainly getting my practice.

Every now and then though, there's a boy that comes along that is rather special. He doesn't bore me, doesn't annoy me, doesn't ______. Ya know. Nope, this one keeps me on my toes. I've decided that that is one of THE most important things I look for in a guy. I need a guy who will grab my hand and run with me through the sprinklers at 2am...both literally and figuratively. I have all these 'things' that I look for in a guy and, in reality, it boils down to the excitement and spontaneity factors i.e. NOT being bored. What a novel concept? ;)
Let's quickly clarify that I'm also a sucker for boys who have their lives together, love/have dogs or cats, give great backrubs, etc. ;)

I find myself hanging on to someone who has many of these characteristics in his 'ideal' self. Sadly however, that's a self that I haven't gotten to see much...at least as of yet. When I'm presented with someone who shows his ideal self much more regularly, it throws me off a bit. That's all I have to say for now...

An Eeyore State Of Mind

I find myself only blogging when I'm in a funk. It's rather annoying as I wish I was inspired to write about fabulous things as well. Maybe that just requires practice.

So, here's the deal...It's January 8th...tomorrow is January 9th and a certain man-child turns 29. We shall refer to him as a man-child for he struggles with commitment and shit. Anyhoo, it's one of those days that I keep him in my thoughts extra because...well...just because. Mainly because I wish I had the chance to experience it with him. But alas, these things are not so.

That being said, it's been getting tougher and tougher recently. It's (of course) following it's usual trajectory. I hear from him, see him a couple times, he disappears...I do ok...do ok...do not so ok...do bad bad bad...and then I hear from him again. At least - that's been the pattern. Melissa (the T) has given me the go-ahead to email him next Wednesday. (Day before our appointment so that if I fuck up and freak out I have damage control 24 hours later).

I want answers....I want to know why he does it... My big thing is that I'm not sure if:
A. He contacts me because he wants to have sex, etc., but then feels guilty and drops off the earth.
B. He contacts me because he misses me but, as soon as we hang out, he's reminded that I'm leaving. Think about it... When we met up in October, he disappeared while I was back in WA...going to the graduate school I want to attend. The time before that, it was right after my birthday and I was finishing my junior year. I contacted him to tell him I was staying another year. Maybe the school year ending reminded him that it wasn't long before I'd be gone.

Here's the thing....I don't want to leave SLC...and certainly not simply for him. I have a life here now - full of friends, 'family', great restaurants, secret spots, etc. At home...I have some ocean, parents I like to see occasionally, and a bestie I wouldn't get to see much anyways. Oh...and a school I want to go to if I get in. After that though...I want to come back to Utah. I want to come back to pretty tulips and mountain trails. I want to play with a golden retriever and cuddle up with strawberry popsicles. I want to see Katie become a precocious little girl. And...let's be honest, I want my Kneaders french toast! If it's really about me leaving...I will be back...and..yeah. Who knows.

There's the update. I often wish that I didn't have such a relationship-based mind and life. I suppose that's just how I'm wired though and it's certainly not entirely a bad thing. I adore the relationships and bonds I create but, as apparent with R, have an incredibly difficult time when they end and I'm not ready for them to.

Here's to the future.