the best days of your life.

does anyone want to go to coachella? are you going rebekah? maybe nicolet is going, mary? i know you want to see her...
up to camping anyone, if the grounds are not completely full?

Your personalized pick-up lines

I was reading this article on pick-up lines for women and found a few I could see one of us using

For Naomi: "Can you close my bracelet for me?" Or "Can you help with this crossword puzzle answer?" or any other plea for assistance. "A guy wants to feel like a provider," says Copeland. "If he can be a hero in your eyes, even for a moment, it'll make his day." And that's sure to ratchet up his interest in you, the one who made him feel that way. It's true nomes, just like your dad said, men want someone who needs their help

For Liz: "Can I sit with you so I won't get hit on?" Not only are you asking for help, you're hammering home the fact that you're desirable. Once you've enlisted his services, you've got a captive audience and can even offer him a "thank you" drink without appearing too forward. People you don't like are going to hit on you anyway Liz. You might as well take the opportunity to get someone hot to protect you from the sleaze balls.

For Molly: "Hi." It seems obvious, but if you make a habit of being friendly across the board, you'll find it easier to start a conversation with someone that really interests you. Sure, you might end up chit-chatting with some random guy you have no interest in, but meeting someone you like is equally possible. And why not hone your conversation skills in the meantime?
the truth is we all know Molly doesn't need to use pick-up lines. "You had me at hello"

Will work for friends

So, it is official. Today I received notice that Saturday will be my last day at McCabes Quality Foods. Woo-hoo! That means my spring break is wide open! However, it also means I must return to the job hunt. I know there are a couple of potential positions at Biola and one at an adoption agency that sounds cool. I'm also looking into listings on appleone.com. If any of you have the hook up for a sweet job that will pay for my car and my rent then give me a holla. Until then, pray that my procrastinational tendencies don't interfere with my need to re-vamp my resume.

snow day came with news

i know i said i wouldn't post, but i'm so excited i have to tell everyone this.
i know you sweet, naive californians have heard rumors about faraway lands that get so much snow that they have to close schools and the little children get to stay home and play for one more day of the weekend. they are not myths, they are true; and i get to stay home from work today to sew and read and write while the beautiful snow drifts around outside. so i am drinking tea and doing very many wonderful things while the white world outside lies quietly and snugly, reminding me what a relaxing thing it is to be nestled inside. enjoy your warm sunny weather today as you go to work and school, and remember me as i'm getting paid to stay home and enrich myself.

and i know you're eager to know, mary; i just got a letter in the mail and DU accepted me. i have to call them and tell them by april 1st. i don't know how that's fair. so i guess we'll know what i'll do in the next couple of weeks, eh?

something i am not

so, i know that lent has already begun, but i'm protestant, so i can do whatever i want, and i'm going to start my lent now. my heart is ready for lent now; this is why i am protestant because i believe in the condition of the heart above the value of empty actions. i have decided that for lent i really am going to give up the internet with the exception of: bubbs, posting INTEResting things on my myspace page (since i don't think i've posted anything interesting anywhere yet, and i use the nation as an excuse to waste my time plus myspace is private and we all know that i don't tell people i don't know things that i consider important or even interesting, really, since i consider those things a core part of who i am and consider those in the outside circles dangerous and not understanding), and looking at new music for maximum of one hour a day or less probably. i think i would die without that. and maybe i can post something on the nation in the event of some sort of near-death experiences, with the inclusion of mental breakdowns. also, i am giving up all non-tea drinks at the coffee shop, which i have already done although i try to experiment with decaf sometimes, but it's only making me fatter. in addition to this, no tv. of course, i don't watch tv anyway, but it's a safety net so that i have to find something more constructive to do when i feel like vegging out; and no bad badbad movies like...well, there are so many. no more watching any of those unless it's a charity watch to spend time with my mom or friends or something. and no more skipping my workouts once my calf is able to be used again.

this is all a very beautiful thing because i feel like i'm forcing myself back to myself. now i will have more time to read, write, paint, draw, sew, think, take pictures, whatever that i haven't done much of lately because i feel like a "brain in a box," to use naomi's words. i feel like none of what i do matters because no one is around to talk to about any of it or to listen to. (i have found colorado to be a place of little self-expression, but i'm rarely part of the mold anyway, so i don't care.) but, while that is all a very important part of our growth, if i am alone for the rest of my life then i will need to know how to find things that challenge and enliven me, and now is the perfect time to force myself to do this.
in one month i will decide my future. ha. as if my future will contain no decisions of its own.
i am sad if i miss you. and i do miss you. but be glad, friends, that you are all beautiful and unique enough to be missed.

You have to see this movie!

This was such an awesome movie. I went to see it last night with Emily. Go see it.
http://vforvendetta.warnerbros.com/index.html

Alex got me FOOTIES!!!

Rebekah, wow. Tell us how the visit goes. I say try it, if what you are doing right now is no fun. Why not now, when else would you get to go to Albany? Your attachments are few. But see how it goes. And then tell us.
Finals are this week, then I get a four day weekend for my spring break. Cool, huh? Quarters are the worst ever.

H.B.T.Y., N.

remember we used to do that in the apartment and laugh? (of course it was because we were making fun of something) oh....
LOOK, NAOMI! you're all grown up!

happy birthday!

here are some classic quotes from my children to keep you young as you're growing older and older and older:

"my dad's name is joe, and sometimes he's sloppy, just like our lunch."

"miss laney, what size are you?" "why?" "Because you look bigger than my dad." *i'm speechless

"you're a parent; you're a mom." "nooo, no, i'm not." "yes you are, you have a kid." "really? how old is my kid?" "uhhhm...13!" "and how old am i?" "100 years old!" (almost as good as the last one.)

"miss laney, i think i feel good but i think i feel bad." "does your stomach hurt?" "no, my throat hurts, but whenever my dog licks it, my mouth feels better."

"i can make you hot!" (as he grabs my hand) "i have hot in here!" (he points to his mouth and starts breathing on my hand) "oh, no, joaquin, i think you should go play."(ew.)

(as she shakes her hands and runs out of the room screaming:) "I WET MYSELF!!!"

ML:"so now, what do we think the little girl is going to do in the future? why did she build the shelf with her grandpa?" Student:"well, the future's going to look weird. in the future no one's going to see children anymore because all the children are going to be gone." ML: "mmm...okay..." (?!? what?)

and my all time favorite as we're reading a book about colorado history: "Miss Laney, I can tell you all about Indians! I'm half Indian, half boy!"

An Ode to Your Birthday...

the following was created using a random poem generator and words I associate with Naomi

brilliantly i have never run, very beyond
any girl, your genius has their thoughtful minds:
in your most spazy tooth brush are things which drive me,
of which i cannot share because they are too super

your tangled look recklessly will unbeat me
though i have wrestled myself as a child at naptime,
you punch always night by night myself as forests shake
(giving aimlessly, impulsivley) her spirited dance

or if your nose be to stand by me, i and
my earth will think very consideratley, strangely,
as when the lover of this girl breathes
the hottie abruptly everywhere crying;

nothing which we are to laugh in this nerd smile
the babe of your logical cat: whose jeep
dreampt with me the brain of its book,
loving space and leaves with each listening beat

(i do not admire what it is about you that lives
and dances; only something in me writes
the guitar of your genius is more beautiful than all forests)
music, not even of the heart, has such amazing starlight

I know a secret....

... it is Liz's Birthday!

Rebekah is a butt kisser

Beware: you never know where her lips have been!

I'm so holy

So, as Molly reminded me, Lent is upon us. I know most protestants don't do much about it, but i've ben wanting to. So I've decided to give up sex. Ha. I figure it makes me holier if I make it 40 days and not indulging... besides, this is much more do-able (ha! i'm so funny) than giving up tv or somthing like that.
Liz, have you given up the internet for Lent? Where are you?


my foot is tingling.

Sunday driver yeah

So I spent my day of rest shopping for a new car. I'm glad that I am open and didn't have my heart set on anything in particular because I was pretty overwhelmed with all the options,"deals", and price tags. Sure, car X is in my price range, but it has 60,000 miles on it and is no longer under warranty. I'm also glad I didn't go alone, or just with my mom. Those sales men know their work and all the little tricks to get you to pick them. Foot in the door, small compromises, offering a test drive, even flirting with me! Good thing I was on to their little tricks and good think I went with my uncle who knows their language and doesn't care about walking away. Pretty much every single sales man told us that a certain car was $X,000 but for me, they'd make a "special deal". I'm telling you, if I had been alone I would have been such a push over. I hate to say this, but there are something that I want a man to take care of for me. I don't trust my judgment very much when it comes to these sorts of things, so my husband is just going to have to handle all that. He'd better have a good head on his shoulders. Maybe I should marry a business major. Sure the artist/musician types are creative, sensitive, and interesting, but let's be a little pragmatic here! My husband need not be a grease monkey, but I hope he can talk shop well enough to make sure we don't get screwed when our car needs repairs or it is time to buy a house. So, I think after putting our heads together (me, my uncle, and my mom) we're leaning toward an 2006 dodge neon. There's one that is right up my alley in terms of budget and maintenance package. I know what you are thinking "Mary you don't need a new car, just get something used", but my friends, let me say this: if I'm not driving a used one that already has 50,000 miles on it, then I'll probably be more willing to take my car for our little road trips! The next step is to take my car to carmax tomorrow and get an estimate on what they'll give me. Wish me luck.

"i'm a modern girl, but i fold in half so easily when i put myself in the picture of success..."

this is me getting stressed out; on the computer all the time when i have better things to do.

i wish my name was madeline. i would be a little french girl forever. i'm going to change my myspace name to madeline. we should be myspace friends rebekah.
important, is this? no, this is me feeling all sentimental before i start admitting that i'm lonely and getting stressed, starting to worry irrationally about the future.

i love it when i'm holding my niece and she leans back to look at me, sighs contentedly, and lays her head on my shoulder to cuddle, as if there was nothing better in the world than to be loved. i'm not good at loving. i hope i never stop working on that.