Wednesday morning I woke up before my alarm. I had had a weird dream. The kind that makes you want to raise your eye brow in the general direction of your subconscious and ask, "what the?"

But the dream is not the point, the point was I was up earlier than normal.. So up early and even in the first moments of the getting-ready-for-work routine, I knew what I wanted to do that day more than anything else. I wanted to read. This happens sometimes. Not just read a little bit, or even read the book I am in the middle of. I want to pick up a brand new book, that still smells like the bookstore, curl up and read that whole thing, cover to cover, in one sitting, however long that would be.

I got ready...early. Left the house... early

and drove to the bookstore. I picked up 2 books. No Country for Old Men and The History of Love. After reading the first page of both, I decided on No Country for old men. After reading the back covers, I decided on a History of Love. After looking at the time, and the line at the register, I decided not to buy either one... I was almost late for work. Slow day, nothing was entertaining because I knew what I wanted to be doing. I read about each book and each author on wikipedia and after thinking about it all day and finally finishing the work day, I went back to the bookstore and bought The History of Love. I that night in the library as much as I could. Taking breaks to work on my homework and talk to Jules and eat.. When all you want to do is read your new book, you realize how many other things you have to get done. Thursday the mood to read remained. Thursday was a busy day. Temple. Got to read a bit. Lunch and a movie with Aaron. Shower. Dinner with the crew. Got home late got to reading and feel asleep.. stayed asleep on the couch for most of the night fully clothed with the middle pages of the book mashed, folded and pushed up next to me.. The morning came. Today, the weather stepped in to help perpetuate the mood. It has been raining all day and all I thought about at work was the book I was reading and reading more of it... I'm home, and I have been reading. Until now. I am on page 116 of this novel and I had to find some way, someone to tell that this is one of the most moving/touching/perfect/beautiful books that I have ever, ever read.

mindblownblownmindmindblown...

Speachless...

(and I am reading the book as soon as possible!)

of hair, holidays and hoomies

"School is a battle field... for your heart. So when Rayanne Graph (Or Justin Taylor, in my case) told me that my hair was holding me back, I had to listen... because s[he] wasn't just talking about my hair..." -my so-called life always puts it so nicely.

This year I give special thanks for pinatas, mad libs, donkeys who need their tails pinned on, girls who step in wasps nests, girls who dont order peppers on the pizza, girls who say things like "hippos for five" in crazy languages, and girls who show up late, and yet, precisely on time. I give thanks for thumbs that smush eye balls, boys who lose gas caps, pies and pi (and number like it), the fam-ers and the babes, pigs in a blanket, my soon-to-be apartment, the residents thereof, the air mattress that is always there ready for me..

OH, and Band of Annuls. There are almost no words. I thought the CD was good, but seeing them live was life changing.. mmmmmmm.

Um, also, just in case you were wondering, Billy Corgan blinks with his fists.
http://www.amazon.com/Blinking-Fists-Poems-Billy-Corgan/dp/0571211704/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1196122500&sr=8-1
(some of it is way good)

Oh Provo, Provo, Provo, we are entering our endless numbered days..

A joyous squeel!!

In a letter to priesthood leaders dated November 7, 2007, the First Presidency has announced the construction of a temple in San Salvador, El Salvador. The presidency noted the blessing this temple will be to the many faithful Saints of the San Salvador area who currently travel long distances to participate in temple ordinances.

Location: San Salvador, El Salvador.
Announcement: 7 November 2007

Maybe it will look like this...

llegar a ser

There are things in life to know, and there are things in life to become..

To Become.. in spanish would be "llegar a ser."
Llegar a ser, literally translated is "to arrive at being"...

Must you first know something in order to become it/live it/arrive at being it? Or must you first become it/live it/arrive at being it before you can truly know something?

There are ever so many things that i would like know.. and infinitely more things that I would like to become..

(possible explanation for the draw to acting?? the constant challenge to become something new??)

i.simply.can.not.wait!!!!

tomorrow, tomorrow, on video tomorrow...


also cant wait for this...




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perfection...

is this music video last night on the big screen at the gym..

i ran, and i am a seagull..

perfect.