Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy.

I love Jeremy. Oh how I love Jeremy.

hobbes8u says:
I wonder if they would care if I took my pants off at work

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So listen up this sun hasn’t set

So after realizing that I am turning into an out of control spending fiend I have decided to adopt the a new saying. What Would Kevin Do? (that link made me giggle) Every time I’m at Target, Barnes and Noble, or Ross Dress for Less with items in hand I will stop and say “WWKD?” to which I will decide whether or not it is in my best interest to purchase said item. I think he makes a pretty good financial role model, he appreciates spending a little more for a quality product, but at the same time knows when too much is too much.

So this morning to go along with my new found financial awareness, I decided to apply for some scholarships offered by the art department so I can attend school next fall. The application called for 10 mounted prints. Now an amateur would just hand in ten, loose, mounted prints. However I am no amateur. I took a trip to Utrecht Art Supplies to purchase a portfolio. I had the following conversation with myself:

M1: Hmm.. I need this portfolio for my scholarship entries but its $40.00 and I only budgeted $30. What would Kevin do?
M2: The responsible thing to do would be to look online for a less expensive, but just as nice portfolio. Since you procrastinated though you are stuck with whatever they have
M1: I didn’t procrastinate!
M2: Whatever, You should go with the the less expensive, plastic, portfolio
M1: But that looks like crap. I think Kevin would like me to get the nicer one, it’d look more impressive.
M2: No you should be more responsible.
M1: YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ME!

After realizing that I have officially gone insane, I decided to go with the leather bound, more professional, portfolio. After all, it is only 10 dollars, and when you’re buying art supplies 10 dollars is nothing more than a couple rolls of film, half a pack of paper, or maybe a big can of compressed air.

Kevin says:
I would splurge and get the nicer looking portfolio I think

Looks like I made the right choice. *phew* I’m saved from damnation for one more day.

Have a good’un.

It’ll shake us just like we were a co-oh-oh-oh-old.

Mallory says: I am so cold
Mallory says: soooooooooo cold.
Scott says: Maybe you should repent and be filled with the warmth of God

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I said the words I needed to

Sunday my family got together to celebrate my nephew’s birthday. It was pretty good times. It also gave me a chance to play with my newish camera that I still haven’t really toyed around with. Maybe next time I can get Mikey to look into the lens…

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You already know how this will end

Currently, my life is too boring to blog about. (If you’re bored then you’re boring?) So please enjoy this story from the past.

So the night after the election, I talked Marci into going to a singles mixer with me… After sitting in my car for about 10 minutes deliberating on whether or not to go inside, we got out of the car and into the club where said mixer was held. We were given name badges, partook of some of the free food and mostly sat around talking with each other. We were approached by a few of the other singles, which were mostly nice. One man even told us a joke about the Pope and a limousine. After about an hour or so two lovely gentlemen approached us, named Brooks and Kevin.

We chatted for about ten minutes when one of the event coordinators came over and forced everyone to squeeze into the tiny booth. There we chatted some more, and thus began a beautiful friendship. (Cheesiness intended). The only downside to the night? Being pulled out on to the dance floor by said coordinator…There are few things more awkward than 4 strangers on a dance floor, trying to make at least a semi-decent first impression when none of you really dance… at least to the hippity hoppidy music that all the cool kids listen to…

So why tell this story you ask? I’ll tell you. Had Maac and I decided just to go back to her house and watch Benji, I would not be able to link to any of these fabulous blogs. That’s right. Not only did I meet two really cool guys, but it grew into a ton of other friendships that I hold near and dear to my heart. So yeah. Thanks for letting me be friends with your friends Kevin, it’s been a blast so far. Even if you are trying to steal my identity, I mean, you even have a blog of your own now.

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Can’t you see all that stuff’s a sideshow?

Drink up baby down
Are you in or are you out?
Leave your things behind
‘Cause it’s all going off without you

Excuse me too busy you’re writing your tragedy
These mishaps
You bubble-wrap
When you’ve no idea what you’re like

So, let go,
let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It’s all right
‘Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown
So, let go,
l-let go
Just get in
Oh, it’s so amazing here
It’s all right
‘Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown

It gains the more it gives
And then it rises with the fall
So hand me that remote
Can’t you see that all that stuff’s a sideshow?
Such boundless pleasure
We’ve no time for later
Now you can’t await
your own arrival
you’ve twenty seconds to comply

So, let go, so let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It’s alright
‘Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, yeah let go
Just get in
Oh, it’s so amazing here
It’s all right
‘Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown

Damn, my money’s so sick, I think I need to see a doctor

So this morning while talking to a friend I decided I needed to get a bike. Did you know that my buddy Scott is an all knowing outdoorsmen? Because he is.

Scott says:
what do you want to use your bike for (and if you answer “to ride” I’m going to punch you in your ovaries)

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I’m here to remind you

I’m totally posting TWICE in one day. Yeah I’m awesome I know.

Many of you have asked what it means to “sack up.” Well my friends allow me to tell you. Or rather, let my friends at www.urbandictionary.com tell you.

1. sack up
To gather up one’s courage for a daunting task.

2. sack up
A demand to be a man and to stop acting craven or cowardly. A derivation of man up (which in itself is a derivation of cowboy up), although more insulting. While man up can be used as encouragement to do something, sack up is almost always a challenge to cease doing something that should be beneath you

3. sack up
stop being such a pussy

I’d like to apologize to my mother who periodically reads my blog. She did not teach me to use the word “pussy.”

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What’s wrong with a little destruction?

So when you decide to sack up and then have back to back crappy days, it makes sacking up next to impossible.

Thank God for Crown Burger and Tuesday nights.

Apparently I’m feeling better today. Which is a good thing. I’ve also sacked up just a little. I did a good job on my photo assignment, actually got ready for the day and feel mildly articulate for once. Also? DST totally screwed up my schedule and I was late to church on Sunday.

So the blog is going to be funny again I swear. If nothing else I’ll just start posting conversations excessively again… (Scott you better be funny next time we talk) I’ve decided to devote next week to re-lusting. It’s gonna be great and all y’all are going to be jealous of my newly decorated room. (In my mother’s basement. YES I AM SO COOL) I’ve also decided that I need to do more with the list. but I’ll worry about that tomorrow.

By the way, you should check out Nick’s Blog. I’m rather fond of him, and you should be too.

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We live in a beautiful world

So I haven’t been posting. I’m sorry! I’ll have you know that the last few posts have been posted out of guilt and probably would have never been written if they hadn’t been requested… So yeah.. Sorry about my lack of posting. Again. I’m going through some sort of creative funk or something. So there you go.

Also? I really have nothing to blog about… unless you want me to give you a synopsis of every episode of Lost that I’ve watched in the past two weeks (I have officially viewed every episode and am now caught up to the current season…)

As you can see I have completely lost my lust for life.

This week was supposed to be the week of “re-lusting” however I have a sneaking suspicion that will be postponed to next week.

Have a good’un