title-less.

simplicity.
that's all i ask.
basking in the sun that
bleeds through the dusty
blinds.
telephone stays silent.
time slowly flows on by.
i await six,
but until then,
simplicity.
that's all i ask.

michael mclean is my bff

i saw michael mclean tonight. he is spectacular.
conference and firesides are great, i love the insight i receive from them
and what i learn in general,
but there is something so different about a spiritual musical experience.
music can reach something in my soul that words never will be able to.
he played for me what my spirit needed to feel tonight.
questions were answered tonight through sweet melodies.
thank you michael, you helped a lot of people tonight.

and on a seperate note, Landon is taking me to Backstreet Boys!! :) yay! i love him.

to swizterland:

i feel like going to switzerland and kicking serious @$$. four of the three people who read my blog won't quite understand, but i know one does.

don't let it destroy you, i know it hurts, but you're still the one who has the upper hand on this. you're winning, i know it doesn't look like it from some perspectives, but you are.
damn switzerland.

and just remember, whether switzerland decides to take it's head out of it's buttless butt or not,
you've got it going on, with your P90X and your awesomess, you can walk on water, you can fly.

my life is better because of you.

to ricardo:
man of Panda
you know me,
you sure know i'm going to get the shrimp.
honey and almonds
mini heart attacks and heaven deep fried all in one
and still, you offer me a sample.
service with a smile,
sharing is caring,
simple acts of love.
we're strangers, and still
your swollen sides
share similarities of a friend.
thank you for spoiling me
i'll take all the shrimp you've got to give.

to calvin and hobbes:
holy crap! where have you been all my life?

Delete:

we're complete opposites in a lot of ways, and yet there couldn't be a pair better friends than us. we balance each other out and help each other think rationally when the other isn't. you taught me how to appreciate hard work when it comes to art and school. you've shown me what true passion means. you're not that friend who tries to change my opinion of what i feel. you don't judge me and you sincerely try to look at things from my point of view when you don't understand. you've taught me how to cry. (that's a good thing) you've taught me the meaning of faith. you've shown me love and friendship that i will never be able to thank you for. you've given me advice that may never have surfaced on it's own. you've been spiteful with me, you've been obsessed along with me, you've been honest with me, but most of all, you've been with me.

so, thanks.

today:

curious iraqis and
iraqis wearing helmets
cuddling with Landon for three minutes before going to work
using the bathroom
entering hundreds of internet orders and laughing at people's names
behr bom. carrie carree. toni doney. janae develbiss. stormy draney.
lunch with Landon at the purple turtle
tator tots
using the bathroom
thumb wars
brain freezes
nimrods
being called blonde by a bitter asian
using the bathroom
mean girl is being nicer
free falling by john meyer
using the bathroom
freeze dried chicken dices: $31.87
using the bathroom
now i'm waiting for Landon to come home.

tuesday

i cut my hair today. and i'm blond. go figure.
i haven't seen Landon in 32 1/2 hours.
glee is on in 88 minutes.
i work tomorrow.
Landon
will
be
home
in
28 minutes.
i hope he likes my hair.