Month: March 2010

Do you know what Sylvanian Families are?

Remember that time in 4th grade when my class had a contest to see who could best sing Bryan Adams’ “(Everything I Do) I Do It For You”? I suppose I haven’t mentioned it yet. Any willing participant had a chance to stand in front of the class with the Walkman headphones on and sing…

You thought that I was your favorite Annie. Well, my little sweeties, prepare to forsake me for another. I have this friend Annie Downs.  You probably already read her blog – but if you don’t, you should start.  Because people, this girl has got it going on. Annie and I decided to swap videos, giving…

The weirdest thing has been happening lately. I have been overcome with this gigantic, humongous desire to go to California. Since when have I craved California?  And not just California – but SOUTHERN California?  This is so unlike me.  I don’t even know who I am anymore. Other things have been changing, too.  There is…

Kathryn Bigelow is 58-years old?  I seriously thought she was 32.  What a beautiful woman. Watching the Oscars makes me want to be in show business.  I just want to tell stories for the rest of my life. I guess that this blog will have to do.

In the midst of this move (because a move doesn’t just happen, you know… it is a process that takes place over a period of time – however long it takes, really), I have had hours upon hours to myself.  I think that I am predisposed to handling solitude a lot better than most –…

Sometimes, it’s like this: It’s funny how getting your hopes up can make the disappointment even bigger. Lame.

My parents have three dogs, Rowdy, Maci, and Kodi. Kodi is the cutest.  That’s not favoritism – it’s just fact.  I mean, look at her happy dog perma-grin: Her name is Kodi, but mostly we call her Toad.  She’s this ridiculous, squatty little Chow mix, with short legs and a barrel chest.  She has so…

Yesterday, I had a hankering for something that, to my knowledge, did not exist.  So I took matters into my own hands and invented it. The result is probably worthy of a Nobel Prize – that is, if there were a Nobel Prize for HOLLA. See, if there are two things that I love in…