on my mind

It's funny how my dreams about someone can make me feel differently about them in actual, conscious life. There are people I've harbored fictional grudges toward, been afraid of, or avoided simply because of something they did or didn't do in one of my dreams. Most often though, I find myself thinking about someone the entire day following.

I'm not a fan of my dreams trying to trick me into thinking my relationship with someone is closer than it actually is—sort of like Facebook stalking does.

vamos a celebrar

Sunday dawned the 2nd Annual Friendsgiving (my first). There were six Africans hailing from Somalia, Congo, and Togo (including Somalian food); two Koreans (including kimchi and rice buns); and several Americans (including all kinds of the traditional Thanksgiving fare). Here is the eclectic bunch wishing you and yours a lovely holiday.



How many of these can you find?
Two Central American masks
Winnie the Pooh
Snuggie
Calculator
Rubix Cube
Three stringed instruments
Headphones
Eyepatch
African tree
Sunglasses
Iron
Two globes
The fake "nail through the head" bit

someday, rio, someday.

Remember how I was going to be in Brazil right now? I hope you're having fun there Chateau, Brigham, Karen, Bryndee, Trish, and Noelle.

But I must say, I'm excited to be with my family for this holiday.

one more day of work. one more day.

On repeat today: Until We Bleed by Kleerup featuring Lykke Li

i want to look at his face all day

Can't stop staring at those eyes!

Photo from boston.com's The Big Picture.

jump on it!

I'm a big fan of trampolines, especially wall-to-wall ones. Next time I will go at 9:30 pm so that all of the children will be in bed, and I won't be scared that I'll do a backflip onto a child's head.

The best part was when a fifteen-year-old boy took me out accidentally (I think) by my ankles, and I yelled, because it surprised me. I looked at him, and he sat there for a second before jumping up, yelling, "Sucker!" at me and bouncing back to his friends.

These are such blurmaster photos.

team jacob

Wait wait wait. I just realized that Taylor Swift and Taylor Lautner have the same name. Is that even allowed?

haven't been making enough time to read lately

More favorites from The Unbearable Lightness of Being:

Dreaming is not merely an act of communication (or coded communication, if you like); it is also an aesthetic activity, a game of the imagination, a game that is a value in itself. Our dreams prove that to imagine—to dream about things that have not happened—is among mankind's deepest needs. (59)

But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong enough to leave. (75)

She was absolutely incapable of tolerating this absolutely insignificant incident. (75)

While people are fairly young and the musical composition of their lives is still in its opening bars, they can go about writing it together and exchange motifs..., but if they meet when they are older..., their musical compositions are more or less complete, and every motif, every object, every word means something different to each of them. (89)

If she couldn't love her fourteen-year-old schoolboy, she could at least love cubism. (91)

photo from here

happy late animated birthday

My talented friend, Rubi, is on a video on the Bumble & Bumble site. Check it out.
If I were in New York I'd have her trim my bangs. They are in need.

And yes, those screenshots took forever to puzzle-piece together.

in the spirit of thanksgiving

Random people on the streets of New York are asked one simple question: What are you thankful for?



I'm thankful for the light that is within these people, for the brightness in their eyes.

Let us give thanks for what we are and for the circumstances God has given us for our personal journey through mortality.

but it's just so preeetty.

Weird that I'm listening to this on repeat today? Probably.



Also, if anyone knows of someone who "won" tickets to the Mormon Tabernacle Christmas Concert, please let me know, because every single person I've heard of who tried to get tickets didn't. Including me. I just want to be reassured that the system is not flawed.

flag football tournament tomorrow!

It's been so long. Too long. This will be co-ed, which is not as great as playing with all girls, because even if you can catch better than some of the guys, they still won't throw to you. I'm excited anyway. Please behave, knee.

freaks and geeks

One time for the second time I borrowed Richard's Freaks and Geeks DVDs. I proceeded to lose them, so I ordered a new set of DVDs and gave those ones to him. Not very long after that I found the DVDs that were Richard's to begin with, and I was excited, because I'd inadvertently bought Freaks and Geeks for myself, which I otherwise might not have done. Then I moved up Amsterdam three city blocks, and somewhere within all that moving I lost the originally-lost Freaks and Geeks.

That was in March of 2008. I'm still upset about it.

now they have one photo together

Bradley is not really marrying Auz (yet). He's actually not even dating her (she lives in Thailand), but he's planning their wedding anyway. He asked me to make an announcement to celebrate their upcoming nuptials, and since I am a supporter of all things love, I agreed.

all aboard to the country fair

Ha. I am not even in this photo, but I liked the series so much I had to steal it from Brian's Facebook. My favorite part is the way the lights change. Anyone have photos they want me to animate? I love doing it seh mech.

sista

This photo makes me laugh every time I look at it.

Also, the photographer still hasn't given any wedding day photos to Mindy, and the wedding was THREE MONTHS AGO. The only reason I care is because I still haven't seen any photos of myself in my blue dress. Purely selfless reasons.

So I stole this photo off of the photographer's website, and I'm not even going to link it out of spite.

the unbearable lightness of being

The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. (5)

We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come. (8)

Tomas did not realize at the time that metaphors are dangerous. Metaphors are not to be trifled with. A single metaphor can give birth to love. (11)

He called to her in a kind voice, and Tereza felt her soul rushing up to the surface through her blood vessels and pores to show itself to him. (48)

photo from here

five things i'm grateful for today

• A fixed refrigerator
• Good home teachers
• A mother who is seeing to it that I get an H1N1 vaccination
• Guys who blog
• My friendship with Natalie

I know you've all been loving the fact that I (for whatever reason) have felt the urge to blog about Bon Iver every day lately. All of these songs I hadn't heard by him before just keep falling into my lap. Like this one, for instance. He's covering The Outfield's Your Love. And it's a beauty, like always.

i would call him asher

Not that I'm crazy or anything, but I would like this child to be mine.

photo from here

great photo. great song.

every autumn singes with the business of sadness

When I'm not blogging animated gifs I'm blogging Bon Iver.

I can't even defend myself.

photo from here

song here