POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME!!

i'm pulling the e.e. cummings deal, and i can't really say that much, just cause I'M SO EXCITED!!!

the university of utah football team is going to the allstate sugar bowl in new orleans, la. it is going to be crazy crazy fun. new years in new orleans!!! 

I know these are late, but atleast i'm getting them up.

Qualcomm Stadium. It sits 70,000. I dont know where i got 55 thousand. some security guard

View from the Hotel. It was gorgeous! it was dark by the time we got to the hotel, so we enjoyed this view the next morning for just a couple of hours :/.

my attempt of a fancy picture of a helmet. not

another view from the hotel. it was a crazy boat. i can't describe, cause i don't know the technical terms so i would sound like a dumb nut. more so than i usually do

yet another view. big harbor. all around

p-i-r-a-t-e ship! THERE WERE THREE OF THEM!!

padre's old locker room. 

after the game. 

some of the fun excited expressions during the fourth quarter. ha ha

once again, fun excited expressions of our defense during fourth quarter

after the game in the locker room. yes they let me in the locker room. for about five minutes, and than i leave. ha ha 

Ignorance, Idiocy

OY!!! Never do I want to go shopping on a saturday in December again. and i think i'm going to be e. e. cummings and not capitalize anything. just simply because i'm tired, lazy, and i really don't want to throw off my groove. ha ha ha. anyways so i hate really shopping on saturdays. i mean h-a-t-e! and i think that shopping on saturdays just got ten times worse cause its the first saturday in december. so everybody and their dog was out there shopping, trying to get all the most amazing deals ever.

story one: jcpenney. i've never been a huge fan of their clothing, some of it is s-u-p-e-r over priced. there was a single rack (a four way rack) that had a large variety of different clothing items. it probably had one of everything on this rack.  i was going through it, looking at the different items, seeing if there was something exciting hidden inbetween the over-priced velour loung set and a piece of clothing that was titled 'a skirt' when it could have been a belt. anyways, this chick literally shoved me out of the way to look at the same rack i was looking at (this rack was 90% off). so i politely said, oh excuse me, didn't see myself standing there and moved over to the other arm on this rack. she just kept shoving me! not even saying anything, just kept shoving me. whenever i did hear her talk she was speaking some random language that was not english or spanish or french. needless to say i was sick of it. so i said something. if you were wanting to look at something you can just ask me to move, i'd be much more willing to do than that have you just shove me out of the way. than she went off in her random language. i just walked off. there wasn't even anything good on that rack.

story two: macy's- this one was a similiar story, but not entirely. my goal in macy's was to find a sweater/jacket, or even a dress! i was looking on the clearance rack, once again, and this guy, yes a male, comes up to the rack and starts rummaging through. i thought, okay he's looking for his daughter, or his wife no big deal. ha was i ever wrong. there was a  mauve cable-knit sweater that i had been eyeing that i liked, and had picked one up to try it one. this guy picks one up as well, and just puts it on right there. he takes his shirt off (yes he was wearing a shirt of somesort underneath) and puts the sweater on r-i-g-h-t there. i was appalled. i couldn't believe it! needless to say, i quickly put that sweater back on the rack and very swiftly and non-discreetly left the department. i was about to throw up. i was dry heaving when he put it on, but if i had stayed in that department i was going to lose it. 

story three: my gold lovely van- hot headed drivers bug the crap out of me. i hate the intersection of main street and hill field road (isn't that an oxymoron?). its always horribly busy and it makes people very impatient. and i don't think i'm helping with the case. i can always tell when people are driving and they are in the hurry. it'll probably get me introuble someday, but so far it hasn't :-). anyways, if people are trying to get over into my lane, i slow down and i let them in. this car behind me did not appreciate the fact that i was being nice and letting people in. and he laid on his horn and gave me the birdie when i lookin in my side mirrors to see who was honking. i was so laughing. and that made him just more mad. but don't even worry, i got my pay back. see people think that since i drive a van, that i automatically slow. but i don't, and they are dumb to think that i do drive slow. when we got up to the line, we did what every us citizen does. we raced off the line. i naturally won, and once we got past the 25 foot line i leveled off with the speed and just kept driving. no, this man thinking that i'm going to be the big-bad-man-who-can-beat-the-mini-van-after-the-twenty-five-foot-mark just kept on with the speed. twenty seconds later a big-bad-cop-on-a-motorcycle pulls him over. i'm thinking he was going about twenty over. ha ha sucker. never, i repeat never mess with a single chick driving a mini van. if you underestimate her, she'll just rub it in your face. with a speeding ticket! 

and those are the stories thus far of my shopping pleasures. ha ha, hold on shopping trips. not pleasures.

Only thing to say....

I think there is really only thing to say right here.....

BLACKOUT!!

Finding the right... yeah

Wow, I can already tell I'm going to spend WAY too much time on this thing! Two blogs in one day... with like two hours apart, I'm doomed...But what can I say when I'm listening to Jon McLaughlin and artist like him, and I just want to write/type? Who knows. If you do, let me know!!

Finding the right... yeah pretty much says EVERYTHING that I'm trying to figure out right now. My professor has it in his mind that I'm going to be a lawyer some day, and I'm not going to lie. I've actually looked into a little bit. He did help me decide that I am going to major in Political Science, which doesn't make me stressed at all. With everything else I was super stressed about all the classes, tests, projects and everything. But with this, its just there. I'm a little frustrated with the timing and lack of time that have on some days to really focus on the reading and studying that I should be putting in. But I have been able to find time to catch up, thank goodness for buses right? One thing that I think I have 'found the right' area to go into is cause of my test scores. I was looking over my test again from my class, and I was amazed at how WELL I did. All my tests but maybe 3 or 4 were below 65, and those tests were math test in High School that she was able to curve my grade because of my explanation of how I got the answer *Thank You Merch!!* I know its a weird way to think that I figured out what my major was cause of that, but I can't 'find the right' words for it.

And the last 'finding the right....' is finding the right way to get to sleep!! T.V. on the internet is not working, I'm sorry Ned, Chuck, Gibbs, Abbey, Martin, but I just can't anymore. If i read, I STAY UP ALL NIGHT!!! Stupid Climaxes that last the whole book! So i have found that writing makes me tired... 

Brown paper, Ribbons and...yeah

Have you ever really wondered why people celebrate Christmas the way that we do now? It's so commericialized and all this frill and foof (who knows if that is spelled right). I was thinking and brainstorming at work today about things that we can do to promote and help the faculty and staff memers of the University to make Christmas shopping a little more easier but meaningful at the same time.

I did a little bit of research looking at Christmas pictures online of a variety of people, and all the pictures didn't really depict the commercialized way that is advertised. But more of the brown paper kind of christmas. If you have ever watched Little Women (which I HIGHLY recommend) than you will know exactly what I'm talking about. The type of Christmas where the meaning of the gift means more than the wrapping that it is wrapped in. Sure it's nice to have fancy wrapping paper, but can that lead to a false hope of the present being extrememly nice? Why not just wrap the gift in a simple plain colored wrapping paper with a little bit of ribbon? Than your gift will always meet your expectations.

Okay, now on to a NEW SUBJECT..... I have never had such a fun time reading about people blowing up in wars, fighting over land, and protesting (which led to even more blowing up of bodies). Does this mean I am a twisted and distorted person? Anyways, my PolSci class is fascinating me!! Yes, the textbook can drag on and the reading never stops, but it is fascinating. And on the side I'm reading 1776 (a book I HIGHLY recommend), so does this mean I am a twisted and distorted person as well as a history nerd?

OK, well the duty of washing jock straps, girdles and other nasty smelling clothing items calls. This is my life, whether it be good or bad at the moment, it is mine. And I love it!!!