i gots shit to show you nigga'

on a sunday afternoon

how do normal people spend a sunny, 80 degree weather, sunday afternoon.

most likely golfing, hiking, biking, fishing or boating.

how do i spend a day as such?

i hike up sundown and play in the snow.

i feel so very used....like i was just a notch in her belt.

ugh

I got an idea: You should get a tattoo that says warning
That's all, just a warning, so the potential victim can take a left
And save breath, and avoid you, sober and upset in the morning
I wanna scream, "Fuck you Lucy!"
But the problem is I love you Lucy
So instead I'm a finish my drink and have another

i like how instead of making a packing list or organizing travel plans, etc........i make one thing priority:

plan out/ration out the ice cream til you leave

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?

woot woot

vegomatic

straight off the mountain to the tattoo parlour

Adorable Cooch

yupdates

April '10 First Hike of the year....Mr.Universe

drying the laundry....whilst it snowing

come back in 213 days and then you can watch this film

how random was that.

i wanted to start putting myself out there and meeting new people.

so i found an eco-friendly "green" event that needed volunteers.

within 20 minutes i was registered and on the list.

wanting to get more familiar with SLC i'm making more and more frequent trips to explore and find/meet new people/places. and somehow i knew that morning before i left, i'd see you.

when Mary told me i'd be working with Aubrie(at the gate).....i knew instantly. and there you were, riding up on your bike. at "my" gate. it was nice to see you again. it so happens that i continued seeing you later that night in my dreams, back at the event. weird.

i'm liking SLC more and more as i visit. after todays interview, and another trip tomorrow for another interview, i just may be invading the city.

last nights dream had me up at pow-mow. volunteering, serving food. i made a point of saying "i'm not getting paid for this!" rawr. i miss the snow.

Hello Slug magazine.

blah

someone just exclaimed:

"you're still waiting for her!...its been a month"

well its been over two months.

i think i care too much. or i always hold out....hoping.

just to get a kick in the face.

blahhh

annnnd Gaga just came on. i cant think of the last time i actually sprinted to the tv.

ugh.

i went to sleep so sad.

and then i was snowboarding.

just at sundown, but i hiked up. no one around. deep snow. then all of a sudden appeared other people hiking up. i dropped in, effortlessly carving. spinning off everything and anything. spinning off that stepup jump, landing on my bum and laughing so hard. and then just getting up and riding away unphased.

i'm happy in my dreams.

You're headed for self destruction

been there.....did that
kick back with the wrong angel to fuck with
Carve my charm into your arms
Fuck around, unravel this tall ball of yarn