over here now.

primary.

peppermint bark.

christmas candy is good to me.

typewriter.

not mine. grandma's.

but she said she put my name next to it on her will because i play with it everytime i'm over.

thanksgiving.

i love thanksgiving. we had more of a non-traditional thanksgiving this year. but a lot was the same as always, and it was still fantastic. i really do have so much to be thankful for.

evanston, wyoming.

they've got snow. we don't.

friends thanksgiving episodes.

a while back carrie and i spent some time figuring out what everyone we knew would be if they were part of thanksgiving dinner. who would be the napkin...the stuffing...whatever. so when we feasted yesterday i started picking people to be the different parts of my dinner. like how carrie was the jello salad, because it's my favorite. and the tablecloth was my mom and dad. and the stuffing was umbridge, i hate stuffing. the rolls were jessie. the olives were keith from doxy.

and so on.

a lot of people made it into my thanksgiving dinner this year. yes, probably you. and it just reminded me how awesome people are. and that i am so blessed to know who i know.

 

the end.

i forgot about this part!

gah! i've got to see it again.

look a likes.

1. Sondre Lerche

2. Tom Felton

yep.

i love them both.

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but i AM the chosen one.

i make deals with myself everyday.
whether it be that i get to pick a candy out of that jar that sits by the door leading out of Doxtek once i've finished three hours of work.

or that i get to watch one episode of a TV show before starting homework, scholarships, etc. but only one.
or some of a soccer game.
or, seeing as i live for movies, if i don't feel like a TV show i'll tell myself i can watch a bit of a good movie.
which usually ends up being something different everytime because i could never pick a favorite movie.

but sometimes candy and films don't cut it.

so i move to rewarding myself with stuff like making up my own yoga moves to help relax for a few minutes. or laying on my floor and listening to one record front and back. only one. always only one. or i'll make something, which usually ends up not looking so good but it's still fun.

finding motivation to do stuff is so hard lately.
but when i have a prize waiting for me, it gets done. usually, i guess.

i've found that my bookmarked blogs list is getting rather long. i'm addicted to reading about lives of people i don't know. people are cool.

i get most my ideas from people i don't know.

because, people are cool.

my grandma asked me if the keys that hang from my ceiling open anything. sometimes i look at them and wonder that.

what do they open?

maybe a chest. maybe a bicycle lock. maybe a vault.

and who used them?

questions questions.

i hung some snowflakes today.

it seemed right considering it snowed. which was brilliant.