I invented a new word. Blent. Blog vent. Eh? You like? Today, I don't know why, I've had one-liner thoughts running through my head all day. Most of them are recently acquired annoyances. So, instead of posting 1400 statuses on Facebook in a 24 hour period, I decided to blent about them. Okay, so they're not all one liners. But I would make them one liners if I were on Facebook. Pft.
Commence blent.
1. I decided I hate listening to Eminem songs. Firstly, I would never buy any of his albums, or even any of his singles probably. He swears literally every other word. Consequently, I hate listening to his edited versions on the radio. Literally every other word is bleeped out, and I spend 3 minutes of my life listening to, "uhh *bleep*, yeah, *bleep* *bleep*, mockingbird, *bleep* you dumb *bleep* ..." stuff like that. It's so stupid. And that happened this morning. I can't get those 3 minutes back.
2. It really, REALLY bothers me when adults misspell simple words. I'm usually a stickler when it comes to grammar and spelling, but I get that there are difficult words to spell. I understand that. But when you're 60 years old, you've seen these common words every day of your life, and you STILL misspell them? One of my friends' grandmas posted a comment on her Facebook and it said, "that is so GROSE." Seriously? How many times in your 60 years of life, your 21,900 days of life, have you seen and read the word "gross" and you spell it "GROSE"?? I was so annoyed by that. If that were MY grandma....
3. I think it's hilarious when you see an old man with a see-through white shirt and you can see his dark nipples. Or when the enitre top half of his shirt is unbuttoned and you can see his dark, leathery chest and saggy boobs. I see that on a consistent basis at work. While it is disgusting and I wouldn't be sad if I never had to see that again, stuff like that screams, "I don't give a damn." And that makes me laugh.
4. I think whoever it was in Vegas who decided that doing construction on all 3 majors highways at the same time is a super big idiot. In about a 5 mile stretch on my way home from work today, the fastest I got going was 16 mph. So awesome.
5. I really miss driving a stick shift. I've driven a LOT of different cars in my ripe old age of 22, but only my first 2 were stick. And I miss it. Somebody call the wambulance.
6. Project Runway has entirely too much GAY in it. But I sit down to watch it and before I know it 6 hours has gone by. That's happened before. But tonight it was only 2.5 hours. Why is that show so addicting!
7. I feel incredibly awkward and am incredibly bothered when a guy uses "hehehe" or "teehee" or "heehee" in a text message. Or any kind of conversation whatsoever. It gives me the willies.
8. I realized today that I want my concert virginity to be stolen by a country singer. Like Taylor Swift. I would love that. I realized this when a coworker offered me 2 tickets to go see Duran Duran tomorrow night. I realized, I did not want to. I want to go to a country concert instead. Yeah.
Blenting complete. More may be added.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Tucson
So I went to Tucson this last weekend. I flew in Wednesday night and got home last night, Monday. I wasn't exactly ecstatic to go home. I was excited for the break from work and to see family and friends, but I left Tucson for a reason. Among other reasons, Tucson had become somewhat... boring... So I wasn't bouncing out of my seat trying to be the first one off the plane. I'd been trying to go home for almost a month. I missed Maile's baptism at the end of August because I couldn't get work off so I had been trying to get down since then and hang out with Maile a little bit. I finally got a chance to go home. And I'm glad I did. Yes, while Tucson doesn't always have the ideal nightlife or social experiences, Tucson is home. There's a feel about Tucson that just makes me comfortable. It's the place I know best. It's where I have easy access to watch all U of A games. It's where my closest friends are. It's where my family is (most of it). It's where I can get my Eegee's fix. Or Nico's. It's where I can go just about anywhere and it's guaranteed that I'll see someone I know. It's where 94% of my favorite memories were spent. And being away from it has made me realize, I DO miss Tucson. I didn't know I'd ever say that. But I do. My mind is still made up that when I get married and/or start a family that I want to live in a small town with lots of trees, but Tucson will always be home. And I like that.
I'm not a big picture-taker. Some of my friends take pictures every chance they get. Sometimes I think that is cool and wished I did that. Because sometimes I'm like, "ooh I wish I had a picture of that one time. If so-and-so were with me we'd definitely have a picture." But sometimes I just forget to whip out my camera. But I did take a few when I was in Tucson. Here are mis favoritos:
My parents have one chicken. Yeah. Just one. It cracks me up. I think they are trying to train her to lay eggs? I don't even know if that's possible. But I think they said she only lays a couple here and there. Either way, they have a chicken. And I took a picture with it.
My good friend Kacy Brown and I went to get our nails done, just because we felt like it. I've always wanted to have zebra-print acrylics, so I finally fulfilled my dream. Check it off the bucket list. Next up... surfing.
Oh Eegee's. Is there anymore I can say about a FREE Party Pak of WATERMELON Eegee's?? One of my old managers from Harbor Freight really hooked me up on this one. His wife works
for corporate Eegee's and so she was able to get this for me for free. I crave this stuff. SO GOOD.
If you've ever let a kid play with your front-facing camera on your phone, you know it keeps them busy for a while. But if you have a front-facing camera WITH an app that distorts their face in a hundred different ways, it'll keep them busy for hours. Literally. I had a similar app before, but then Kendric introduced me to this one. It seriously has so many different ways to screw up your face. And literally like 20 times a day Maile and Aleigha asked if they could use my phone to either play a game or take hundreds of distorted pictures. These are two of my favorites. Those girls are crazy.
There's this park in the buttcrack of Tucson called Agua Caliente Park. It's at the very north end of Houghton, off of Tanque Verde. Kacy, Patricia, Robyn and I went there about a year and a half ago. I don't know why in the world we went there, because none of us lived anywhere near that park, but it turned into Kacy's favorite park. It IS a great park. It's unlike any park in Tucson really. It has a pond, pretty sure it's manmade. And it has palm trees everywhere and grass and it's really pretty. Well, us 4 decided to go back again. Kacy is one of those people who takes a picture for every step she takes. The park was no different occasion. We weren't there that long because as Tricia put it, we were "sweating like hogs." Eww. But in the pond there are a bunch of little turtles. And when we went to the edge of the pond, for some reason all the turtles started flocking toward us. Do turtles flock? I don't know. But they did. I think the most we counted in a little area was 14. I like turtles.
So my family and I went to Five Guys one night. Sidenote, BEST burgers ever. I crave them. Anywho. Two things about Five Guys if you didn't know. 1. They have peanuts you can eat while you wait for your food. You just fill up a little box and munch away. *Munch* is a gross word. 2. They have index cards and crayons that you can write things on and hang up on a bulletin board. Most people write like, "Five Guys rules" or just "Five Guys!" Boring stuff like that. Not Kendric and I. Kendric decided, "I'm gonna write like a little kid." And he left the "t" out of "peanuts." Essentially, Kendric likes peanus. Nay. Kendric LOVES peanus. Say that out loud. I, on the other hand, just like peanuts. Normally I wouldn't post a picture like this because I know my mom would say something like, "ugh, Caitlin you're so offensive." But in this case, my dad is the one who took the picture, and my mom and dad were the ones laughing the hardest. So I feel justified in posting this picture. At least it's not on facebook, right?
I've recently discovered that I like flying. I'm sure I would get sick of it really quickly if I had any amount of frequent flyer miles racked up, but I enjoy the occasional short trip. Like Tucson to Vegas. Except, I don't love it when there is a screaming baby right behind me for the majority of the flight. That is no fun. So I took pictures out my window to keep me from wanting to turn around and kick that baby in the mouth. Kidding. But really. I had to do something to keep myself busy. I had about as many airplane pictures in my phone as I had Maile and Aleigha crazy pictures. I feel like that was a weird sentence. But I don't know how to fix it. Anyway, this picture was my favorite out of all of them. It's right as we were leaving Tucson.
THE END.
I'm not a big picture-taker. Some of my friends take pictures every chance they get. Sometimes I think that is cool and wished I did that. Because sometimes I'm like, "ooh I wish I had a picture of that one time. If so-and-so were with me we'd definitely have a picture." But sometimes I just forget to whip out my camera. But I did take a few when I was in Tucson. Here are mis favoritos:
My parents have one chicken. Yeah. Just one. It cracks me up. I think they are trying to train her to lay eggs? I don't even know if that's possible. But I think they said she only lays a couple here and there. Either way, they have a chicken. And I took a picture with it.
My good friend Kacy Brown and I went to get our nails done, just because we felt like it. I've always wanted to have zebra-print acrylics, so I finally fulfilled my dream. Check it off the bucket list. Next up... surfing.
Oh Eegee's. Is there anymore I can say about a FREE Party Pak of WATERMELON Eegee's?? One of my old managers from Harbor Freight really hooked me up on this one. His wife worksfor corporate Eegee's and so she was able to get this for me for free. I crave this stuff. SO GOOD.
If you've ever let a kid play with your front-facing camera on your phone, you know it keeps them busy for a while. But if you have a front-facing camera WITH an app that distorts their face in a hundred different ways, it'll keep them busy for hours. Literally. I had a similar app before, but then Kendric introduced me to this one. It seriously has so many different ways to screw up your face. And literally like 20 times a day Maile and Aleigha asked if they could use my phone to either play a game or take hundreds of distorted pictures. These are two of my favorites. Those girls are crazy.
There's this park in the buttcrack of Tucson called Agua Caliente Park. It's at the very north end of Houghton, off of Tanque Verde. Kacy, Patricia, Robyn and I went there about a year and a half ago. I don't know why in the world we went there, because none of us lived anywhere near that park, but it turned into Kacy's favorite park. It IS a great park. It's unlike any park in Tucson really. It has a pond, pretty sure it's manmade. And it has palm trees everywhere and grass and it's really pretty. Well, us 4 decided to go back again. Kacy is one of those people who takes a picture for every step she takes. The park was no different occasion. We weren't there that long because as Tricia put it, we were "sweating like hogs." Eww. But in the pond there are a bunch of little turtles. And when we went to the edge of the pond, for some reason all the turtles started flocking toward us. Do turtles flock? I don't know. But they did. I think the most we counted in a little area was 14. I like turtles.
So my family and I went to Five Guys one night. Sidenote, BEST burgers ever. I crave them. Anywho. Two things about Five Guys if you didn't know. 1. They have peanuts you can eat while you wait for your food. You just fill up a little box and munch away. *Munch* is a gross word. 2. They have index cards and crayons that you can write things on and hang up on a bulletin board. Most people write like, "Five Guys rules" or just "Five Guys!" Boring stuff like that. Not Kendric and I. Kendric decided, "I'm gonna write like a little kid." And he left the "t" out of "peanuts." Essentially, Kendric likes peanus. Nay. Kendric LOVES peanus. Say that out loud. I, on the other hand, just like peanuts. Normally I wouldn't post a picture like this because I know my mom would say something like, "ugh, Caitlin you're so offensive." But in this case, my dad is the one who took the picture, and my mom and dad were the ones laughing the hardest. So I feel justified in posting this picture. At least it's not on facebook, right?
I've recently discovered that I like flying. I'm sure I would get sick of it really quickly if I had any amount of frequent flyer miles racked up, but I enjoy the occasional short trip. Like Tucson to Vegas. Except, I don't love it when there is a screaming baby right behind me for the majority of the flight. That is no fun. So I took pictures out my window to keep me from wanting to turn around and kick that baby in the mouth. Kidding. But really. I had to do something to keep myself busy. I had about as many airplane pictures in my phone as I had Maile and Aleigha crazy pictures. I feel like that was a weird sentence. But I don't know how to fix it. Anyway, this picture was my favorite out of all of them. It's right as we were leaving Tucson.THE END.
Monday, September 12, 2011
peectures
A few things everyone should know about me: (or not, whatever. won't hurt my feelings)
1. I think in images.
2. I don't laugh out loud when I read books, er... more appropriately, magazines, or newspapers and whatnot. My imagination does not run very wild when I read. It just doesn't happen. Picture books are a different story.
3. I DO tend to laugh out loud to myself when I SEE something funny. Like certain pictures, or something funny on TV. When I watched TV...
4. I laugh a lot. But, when I'm with people and I laugh, a lot of times it's more of a purposeful, it-wasn't-really-funny-but-I-don't-want-to-make-it-awkward-so-I'm-gonna-laugh laugh. I know funny people, but I think I know more unfunny people who think they're funny. SO, I really appreciate when someone says something that makes me genuinely laugh. I'm a sucker for ACTUALLY funny people. And I love when pictures make me laugh out loud. That's when I know they're truly funny.
Without further adieu, I thought I'd share some pictures that I've stumbled upon (heehee-- on StumbleUpon) recently. Ones that made me LOL for real.
1. The title of this was "Expectations vs. Reality." I literally laughed about this for a solid 5 minutes.
2. I'm going to start yelling, "FOR SCIENCE!" just because it sounds awesome.
3. This girl just rules.
4. I had one of those, "what is wrong with people" reactions about this one. But nonetheless, I couldn't stop laughing about it. It's hilarious in a sick and twisted way. And it's a boy. I think...
5. "Hey guys, let's go to Antarctica and tag the icebergs." I had another mental "wtf" reaction...
6. I don't think this needs any words. I kept going back to it and laughing about it. It's perfect.
7. I want a child like Russell.
1. I think in images.
2. I don't laugh out loud when I read books, er... more appropriately, magazines, or newspapers and whatnot. My imagination does not run very wild when I read. It just doesn't happen. Picture books are a different story.
3. I DO tend to laugh out loud to myself when I SEE something funny. Like certain pictures, or something funny on TV. When I watched TV...
4. I laugh a lot. But, when I'm with people and I laugh, a lot of times it's more of a purposeful, it-wasn't-really-funny-but-I-don't-want-to-make-it-awkward-so-I'm-gonna-laugh laugh. I know funny people, but I think I know more unfunny people who think they're funny. SO, I really appreciate when someone says something that makes me genuinely laugh. I'm a sucker for ACTUALLY funny people. And I love when pictures make me laugh out loud. That's when I know they're truly funny.
Without further adieu, I thought I'd share some pictures that I've stumbled upon (heehee-- on StumbleUpon) recently. Ones that made me LOL for real.
1. The title of this was "Expectations vs. Reality." I literally laughed about this for a solid 5 minutes.
2. I'm going to start yelling, "FOR SCIENCE!" just because it sounds awesome.
3. This girl just rules.
4. I had one of those, "what is wrong with people" reactions about this one. But nonetheless, I couldn't stop laughing about it. It's hilarious in a sick and twisted way. And it's a boy. I think...
5. "Hey guys, let's go to Antarctica and tag the icebergs." I had another mental "wtf" reaction...
6. I don't think this needs any words. I kept going back to it and laughing about it. It's perfect.
7. I want a child like Russell.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
GOOD DAYS.
Here's something I don't get.
I don't understand how someone's life is SO AWFUL and crappy that they have to post about it on Facebook every other day?? Their status will say, "omg I'm having the worst day everrrr" one day and then 2 days later it'll say, "having a super bad day :( just want everyone to leave me alone." Like, wtf? Does your life really suck that bad? I've been thinking about this a lot lately. Because yeah, I have bad days too. There are days when I just don't feel like talking to anybody or going anywhere. There are days when I just feel like crying. But after I really sit down and think about it, my life is really not that bad. Sure, I have things I could complain about. I have money issues just like everyone else. My car sucks, and barely runs. I've made some dumb decisions that have prevented me from spiritual progression. I'm "behind" in life as far as LDS standards go these days. I'm not married. I'm almost 23 and I'm not even close to getting my degree yet. I have boy problems. All my good friends are 400 miles away. I don't have cable.
BUT. My life is not that bad. I have a pretty good job, with pretty good health benefits. I have A car. I have some good coworkers who look out for me. I have a lot of options as far as school goes. I have good roommates with good standards. I have the church. I have the institute. I have my family. I have a laptop and Hulu. So really, I can't complain all too much. There are things that I wish were different. There were things I wish I could go back and do over. But I can't. And I've accepted that. And I'm accepting the consequences and moving forward. But even still. Those are MY problems. I'm taking care of them. So, even if I do have a bad day, why let people know about it? Why should I make it public that my day sucks?
I remember a lady teaching a class at EFY some time ago. I don't remember her name or what her class was about. But I remember her telling us to play the "Glad Game." She said that for every trial we go through, whether it be life-changing or something minute, find something good about it and be glad about it, and thankful for it. She said it would help us keep a positive perspective and focus on being happy. That was over 5 years ago, and still, every time something happens I try to play the "Glad Game" in my head. Take all my 27 car accidents for example. I remember my first car accident. I was driving my parents' car, and some dummy hit me in Cienega's parking lot and totaled it. I'd never been in an accident before, so I was frozen. Frozen with fear and anxiety mostly. Fear that my parents would kill me. Anxious that I wouldn't have the balls to stand up to the dumb kid. But thankfully, Shane was there to yell at the dumb kid for me. Thankfully, my parents weren't mad at me. Thankfully, I didn't get hurt. And I was glad for that. That was a sucky, sucky day. But I was glad it wasn't worse than it was. And it easily could've been. Thank goodness for that Glad Game.
I just don't understand how people, especially people my age, can have such sucky crappy lives. Makes me wonder what makes it SO BAD. I guess either they're really dramatic, or they really want sympathy. Either way, I guess I don't know their situation so I can't really say anything. But I can say that I haven't had a super terrible day in a long time, and I'm grateful for that.
I don't understand how someone's life is SO AWFUL and crappy that they have to post about it on Facebook every other day?? Their status will say, "omg I'm having the worst day everrrr" one day and then 2 days later it'll say, "having a super bad day :( just want everyone to leave me alone." Like, wtf? Does your life really suck that bad? I've been thinking about this a lot lately. Because yeah, I have bad days too. There are days when I just don't feel like talking to anybody or going anywhere. There are days when I just feel like crying. But after I really sit down and think about it, my life is really not that bad. Sure, I have things I could complain about. I have money issues just like everyone else. My car sucks, and barely runs. I've made some dumb decisions that have prevented me from spiritual progression. I'm "behind" in life as far as LDS standards go these days. I'm not married. I'm almost 23 and I'm not even close to getting my degree yet. I have boy problems. All my good friends are 400 miles away. I don't have cable.
BUT. My life is not that bad. I have a pretty good job, with pretty good health benefits. I have A car. I have some good coworkers who look out for me. I have a lot of options as far as school goes. I have good roommates with good standards. I have the church. I have the institute. I have my family. I have a laptop and Hulu. So really, I can't complain all too much. There are things that I wish were different. There were things I wish I could go back and do over. But I can't. And I've accepted that. And I'm accepting the consequences and moving forward. But even still. Those are MY problems. I'm taking care of them. So, even if I do have a bad day, why let people know about it? Why should I make it public that my day sucks?
I remember a lady teaching a class at EFY some time ago. I don't remember her name or what her class was about. But I remember her telling us to play the "Glad Game." She said that for every trial we go through, whether it be life-changing or something minute, find something good about it and be glad about it, and thankful for it. She said it would help us keep a positive perspective and focus on being happy. That was over 5 years ago, and still, every time something happens I try to play the "Glad Game" in my head. Take all my 27 car accidents for example. I remember my first car accident. I was driving my parents' car, and some dummy hit me in Cienega's parking lot and totaled it. I'd never been in an accident before, so I was frozen. Frozen with fear and anxiety mostly. Fear that my parents would kill me. Anxious that I wouldn't have the balls to stand up to the dumb kid. But thankfully, Shane was there to yell at the dumb kid for me. Thankfully, my parents weren't mad at me. Thankfully, I didn't get hurt. And I was glad for that. That was a sucky, sucky day. But I was glad it wasn't worse than it was. And it easily could've been. Thank goodness for that Glad Game.
I just don't understand how people, especially people my age, can have such sucky crappy lives. Makes me wonder what makes it SO BAD. I guess either they're really dramatic, or they really want sympathy. Either way, I guess I don't know their situation so I can't really say anything. But I can say that I haven't had a super terrible day in a long time, and I'm grateful for that.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
LC
As I was on StumbleUpon today, it brought me to Lauren Conrad's blog. Naturally, being the judgmental person that I sometimes am, my first thought was, "ugh, Lauren Conrad." But, StumbleUpon knows my interests, so I decided to see why it suggested this page to me. I don't even know what her blog post was about, but there were a lot of pictures of cute things. And when I saw this cake:
I decided that this will be the kind of cake that I have at my wedding! Good thing I live so close to the M&M store. Hope y'all like chocolate! Thanks for the idea, LC!
I decided that this will be the kind of cake that I have at my wedding! Good thing I live so close to the M&M store. Hope y'all like chocolate! Thanks for the idea, LC!
Friday, August 19, 2011
i dunno?
Okay. I don't know what it is, but for some reason I think I have this reputation that I'm just a sarcastic sally all the time? I don't know how I got that! An old coworker from Tucson texted me a couple days ago and was asking how I was doing, yada yada yada. AND THEN she said, "I miss your dry angry wit." And I was like "wtf?" Which, I understand that with this particular coworker, yes, most of our conversations at work consisted of mild bantering. Because she generally had a negative attitude towards life and it was hard to actually talk to her like a normal person sometimes. But it made me wonder, do I really have a DRY, ANGRY wit?? I don't think I am an angry person. In fact I know I am not an angry person. I remember when I first moved to Vail, a few of my volleyball teammates told me a few months after the season ended, that most of them thought I was a biznatch when I first moved there. Is it because I was quiet and didn't really talk to anyone? Because I didn't have any friends?? Another time one of my friends mentioned that she's never seen me cry, that I was just a bada$$. I don't know where that one came from?? And here in Vegas, at my new store, all of my managers just do the same thing as my old coworker. We just spend the day making witty comments back and forth. Which, I don't really mind. It's not like I'm trying to make my coworkers and managers my best friends or anything, but I really don't know what it is about me that, when I meet people my sarcastic side comes out. Sometimes, yes, I provoke it. But I know when I moved to Vegas and started working, I did not have very many witty things to say to my coworkers. I did not like this store too much, so I didn't really say anything to anyone. I guess there is something written on my back, because from day one a few of my managers were pushing the sarcastic buttons. And I guess that's where it started. I don't know why, or what compelled them to bring that out of me.
Just so everyone knows, I'm not sarcastic ALL THE TIME. I CAN have a serious conversation, I DO have other emotions. I DO cry. I DO care about things more than it apparently seems. Don't get me wrong, wit and sarcasm and all that jazz, is who I am. I've always been that way. My family is that way. My friends are that way. It's who I am, I don't deny that. In fact I like it. And yes, to a certain degree, my wit and sarcasm is sometimes "dry." But I don't think it's angry. I don't think I'm a tough bada$$. I've never thought that, ever. And I don't think I'm a biznatch. And I just don't know what it is about me that screams I'M SARCASTIC when I meet people. Maybe I'm just oblivious to it all. Meh. Life goes on. That's my thought for the week.
Just so everyone knows, I'm not sarcastic ALL THE TIME. I CAN have a serious conversation, I DO have other emotions. I DO cry. I DO care about things more than it apparently seems. Don't get me wrong, wit and sarcasm and all that jazz, is who I am. I've always been that way. My family is that way. My friends are that way. It's who I am, I don't deny that. In fact I like it. And yes, to a certain degree, my wit and sarcasm is sometimes "dry." But I don't think it's angry. I don't think I'm a tough bada$$. I've never thought that, ever. And I don't think I'm a biznatch. And I just don't know what it is about me that screams I'M SARCASTIC when I meet people. Maybe I'm just oblivious to it all. Meh. Life goes on. That's my thought for the week.
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