here is a little taste of the big CO.

stumbleupon.com is the coolest

this is a quote that came on my profile on stumbleupon.com, and naturally i find it precious.
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.

LOVE IT!!!!!!

so sorry i have done nothing the last month, but really, it’s kinda nice to have a break from being so in love with myself that i write about it on the internet and expect people to read it. jk. but not entirely. like really. how narcissistic(sp?) do i have to be to do this? pretty narcissistic. whatever. i found this really awesome website called stumbleupon.com it’s the most cool thing of ever. i don’t really feel like explaining it. but it’s awesome. i’m home. and looky here. this is a list of ways to tell that i am, in fact, home (i.e colorado).

i drink chocolate milk from a sippy cup.
i lay on the floor rather than the couch–the floor is clean and smooth and i like to bother misty when i’m down there
my diet consists primarily of delicious grilled sandwiches. they are my specialty and i boast in them
i’m constantly talking about sports like i know everything because for the first time in 5 months i have sports center on my tv.
when i wake up in the morning i hit my head on the fan.
i also wake up with a strained neck cuz i spend the night craning my head to see the gigantic moon from my window.
my insomnia is not caused because i am an insomniac but because i’m sleeping next to the world’s pantingest dog.
going to the grocery store is like going to a family reunion with the whole town
there are ten million new stores and restaurants that will probably be out of business by the time i come home next
there are mountains. and they’re really lovely.

now my job is pretty cool. i get to watch people’s pets so i mean, it’s not hard and it’s fun and people are generally extremely nice. here’s how it works: when someone wants a sitter they call this lady esther, who then will see which employee would be best for the pet and then she’ll call them or often text. esther is about the sweetest person i think i’ve ever had the pleasure of speaking to. the funny thing is, i’ve never met her! she’s like my boss in a way, and i have never seen her face. she is very much like charlie from charlie’s angels. at lesat from what i understand charlie’s angels to be about. she gives me my assignments in complete secrecy and i do them. but i am certain she is the nicest person on the planet! every time i talk to her i’m like, gosh i wish i knew what her face looked like cuz she is so sweet and cute. sometimes in texts she’ll call me a gem, or say bless you when i do a last minute assignment. it’s too cute. i just adore her.

i just want to say that suckassss is not meant to be like suck ass. i don’t want that for anyone.

this is why…

i haven’t been blogging. let’s be honest. i. am. stressed. not stressd about school, maybe i should be. but i am not. all that miuch. today i kinda am cuz i am just having one of those moments where i feel like nothing will ever get done and i am the worst person ever and you know how it feels. but the truth is i am mortified about my future and have been really emotional about it and havne’t known exactly what to do for a while. so it’s kinda been dragging me down, hence the lack of blogging. i am a happy blogger. obviously. i tend to be a happy person, so it would stand to reason that my blogs would love things as much as i do. and so i was like today i have nothing to blog about i’m too worried and stressed. and i don’t wanna blog about stress. i don’t blog so much to like brag about my life or to be selfish. like i really don’t. i don’t think i do. then why do i blog? eeeeeeh i don’t even know. well i started one cuz people wanted to keep in touch while i was in laos. and then i didn’t stop. so wahtever. but i’m tryhing to say that i’ve been really emotional and unsure of myself and my future and it’s kinda sucked and given me little to write about. growing up is scary, i have no…absolutely no idea where i’ll be next year or with whom i’ll be living or what i’ll be doing. and it’s been a good albeit is painful wakeup call. i feel like god pulled the rug out from under me this sesmester and said, grow up kid. in the god-like way that only god can do. so i’m stressed. but one day, hopefully in the extremely near future, i’ll start to blog again. about cool things. about like how great ice cream tastes and how i love to slice my cheese super thin and how arbor day is the best day of the year. but today…today i am stressed! but learning. i’m turning into a grown up world. for me to say the words i am a grown is an oxy-moron. well oxy-morons can suck it. i’ll grow up if want. peace suckassss

so sorry i have been a little lacking in my blog consistency. i’m blogging to say i’m soryr i’ve not blogged. but really…i don’t have much else to say. yesterday there was this canada goose who had clearly lost his flock, and he kept looking inside all the windows at the gym and cocking his head at ridiculous angle looking for his gang, and then he’d sorta saunter away but still looking back cuz he couldn’t find what he was loking for (much like a human would do) and then he’d turn back around really fast and charge toward that window like “no, no, i know they’re in there. they have to be.” and he’d squint and stick his beak into the window pane, and he just knew in his heart that there was someone in there who he knew. we had a couple moments where he just stared at me, like he was asking me for help. and i’m like, i’m on an eliptical dude, i look like an avatar. don’t take that away from me. about 20 minutes later i saw him flying with a buddy and i got goosebumps. LITERALLY! it was so romantic and beautiful. oh nature! on that note, arbor day is this week!!!!!! i can’t wait!!!!!! the earth is the greatest thing and on arbor day i am gonna wear tie dye, or maybe i’ll find a shirt with a tree on it. and i’m gonna plant a tree and go to the arboretum for this earth fair. jealous?