Monday, October 27, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
these are a few of my favorite things...
...from this semester...
living with the three most beautiful, goofy, silly, encouraging, weird, indescribable girls
Nutella, Nutella, Nutella
Julie baking/cooking...anything
Yi-Ting's impressions
Rachel Bax.
spontaneously watching movies with Bubs
Bubs' soccer games with the fam
coaching a soccer team full of some pretty quarky kids
having coffee with some incredible women
chillin on my porch
celebration of cultures in centennial
knock knock on the door, only to find three magnanimous guys with flowers/fruit for all of us
Running into a blushing and giggly Greg and Hillary (the kenyan) holding hands, talking with one another
working puzzles, especially with April and Matt, who could pass as the Vegas version of Scott Stapp
the time Julie, Bubs and I decided to put blankets over ourselves and pretend to be rocks until Sarah got home. She didn't buy it.
Sarah making fun of my laugh
Sarah's spurts of energy that usually manifests in the form of different animals
Mission Possible
Prairie women alter-egos
the end.
krater.
Julie baking/cooking...anything
Yi-Ting's impressions
Rachel Bax.
spontaneously watching movies with Bubs
Bubs' soccer games with the fam
coaching a soccer team full of some pretty quarky kids
having coffee with some incredible women
chillin on my porch
celebration of cultures in centennial
knock knock on the door, only to find three magnanimous guys with flowers/fruit for all of us
Running into a blushing and giggly Greg and Hillary (the kenyan) holding hands, talking with one another
working puzzles, especially with April and Matt, who could pass as the Vegas version of Scott Stapp
the time Julie, Bubs and I decided to put blankets over ourselves and pretend to be rocks until Sarah got home. She didn't buy it.
Sarah making fun of my laugh
Sarah's spurts of energy that usually manifests in the form of different animals
Mission Possible
Prairie women alter-egos
the end.
krater.
Friday, October 17, 2008
amidst the papers...
so... yesterday i was driving down I-65, and i saw a middle-aged balding man riding in his convertible with the top down. what little hair he had was gray, and he had a goofy grin on his face. although the goofy grin drew my eye to him in the first place, that isn't what kept my eye there.
it was his earlobes. blowing freely in the wind!
i laughed, and decided that that was what he was goofily grinning about as well.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
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