Friday, February 4, 2011

Broken Bells - The High Road

Wild Nothing - Chinatown

mysteries miseries missed series

I woke up from a voice earlier this week telling me I was leaving (this week).
Leaving? Where am I going?!
No response.
am i going to die?


*Olivia Dudding


*our secret place.


Not to sound incredibly morbid but I sometimes know about traumatic things before they occur. Maybe it's because if I didn't have a feeling about them they would be a bit too hard for me to handle. For example: my car accident, I knew hours before that I was going to get in one. I didn't know when or exactly how it was going to happen but I knew it was going to happen. When my dear friend passed away, I knew before anyone told me that that is what had happened. Very calming, spiritual experiences. I could avoid life when these messages are passed onto me but they would probably happen anyways, in one form or another. 
Live and make the most of it.


Famous last words from a dying criminal:

I did not get my Spaghetti-O's, I got spaghetti. I want the press to know this.
Executed by injection, Oklahoma.~~ Thomas J. Grasso, d. March 20, 1995

Thursday, February 3, 2011

someone please talk me out of cutting off my hair...

the W Lounge

Last night we went out to the W Lounge. Brent and Willard had a friend who was a DJ for part of the night.


 *You literally cannot miss WIllard in a crowd. He is so very tall and beautiful. 




*Brent Colbert


 *This is our lovely friend Vaughn. He really knows how to dance.



*Willard Cron






 *This here ES Drew. Another beautiful man.







 *after at Brent and Willard's place.






 *Drew doing his thing.





*Jensen stopped by! I was thrilled, I haven't seen him since this summer. 





Wednesday, February 2, 2011

The Pains of Being Pure At Heart "Heart In Your Heartbreak"





Take a look around when you're going down                                            Cuz you'll never feel so high                                                                    As when you hid in her arms in the sky and the world slept                       And there's no use to say just how much it kills                                      When it still kills all the same                                                                  Every thought of her name like a hand to an open flame                                                                                                                                         Chorus                                                                                                   She was the heart in your heartbreak                                                      She was the miss in your mistake                                                           And no matter what you take, you're never going to forget                       She was the tear in a rainstorm                                                              She was the promise that you would've sworn                                          And no matter what you say, it's never gonna come back                                                                                                                                        An ambulance goes by, and you wonder why                                            It never stops when you want it to                                                           It never stops when you need it to take you away                                    And your friends don't understand that the world could end,                     And it would feel no worse than this                                                         Every thought of the look in her eye                                                         Like a cold California sky                                                                                                                                                                                           Chorus                                                                                                  She was the heart in your heartbreak                                                       She was the miss in your mistake                                                           And no matter what you take, you're never going to forget                      She was the tear in a rainstorm                                                              She was the promise that you would've sworn                                         And no matter what you say, it's never gonna come back                                                                                                                                       And no matter what you pray,                                                                 It's never gonna take the pain away                                                        And even if she'd stay you know it's wrong                                              And no matter what you pray, it's never gonna take the pain away          Cuz even if she'd stay, you know she's gone 

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

WINCO

Change of plans. Brent Colbert, my good friend from forever ago, invited me to go Winco shopping with him and our other good friend Willard Cron. Both amazing people that I have had the pleasure of getting to know fairly well over the years.
If you don't know what Winco is, you're missing out. It's cheap and it comes in bulk. Every human's dream? 

*Brent Colbert



*Willard Cron





















*look at our DELICIOUS food choicezzz

 *this is Brent attempting to get 'cage free eggs' thought to be in the back of the fridge



*bummer. these were regular eggs: starved for 10 days, fed meat after that, and then thrown into a cage for FOR-Eeee-Veeerrrr (sandlot anyone?)

 *Willard loves his Almond Breeze.




*Remember children, don't bring your credit cards here. We learned this the hard way. They take debit or cash but not credit.

I was sad I didnt get to get tea with Jarom WARDian tonight, the Winco trip lasted a bit longer then anticipated BUT I did go to yoga which was very refreshing. All in all a beautiful day 
(minus the crazy wind)
P.S. I'm making those tea biscuits tomorrow (I collected the ingredients today). Let's hope they turn out.