janvier 2012
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Click to make my dreams come true!!! →
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2012
All about realness. It’s about to get really real for me now that I’ve graduated from college and now have to search for a big girl job. The impending realness is approaching quickly as I’m about to leave the comfort and predictability of my home town (literally born and raised) to the wild world of the Texas capital and the uncertainty of young adulthood.
I’m excited and...
décembre 2011
7 billets
New Year's Resolution
To become Deborah Kerr and Julie Andrews in every musical they’ve been in ever.
[also, to find my niche in the world of writing/illustrating children’s books, but mostly the Kerr and Andrews thing]
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Christmas Treat!!
Delicious truffles made by my friend Kellen Bradford. Order some holiday treats, why don’t cha?
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For Lauren: the only time I was even remotely...
because I was cleaning out my cellphone pic memory and you deleted your facebook!
novembre 2011
10 billets
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I need to remember to start bringing my camera when I go eat out so that I can continue documenting my compulsive tendencies.
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octobre 2011
17 billets
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This is Halloween, this is Halloween
For Kelly to show her these awesome Halloween lights down the street:
When I have a home, I will be decorating for every holiday with lights!
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Never question a compulsive
Me: I just organized it [ed: a rubber band ball] by color and then imagined myself separating rainbow sprinkles into color classifications haha
Some dude: Rainbow sprinkles. Good times, good times. :D separating them would just make them sprinkles though!
Me: Not if they're put into rainbow formation! Or double rainbow formation!
Some dude: Is there any other way to separate the rainbow sprinkles besides color? Perhaps personality or ethnicity? Haha if that sounded cheeky, I just kiddin! :D
Me: You could go by diameter. Boom, roasted!
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Maman est morte
The way I feel about Steve Jobs’s death is the way Mersault feels about his mom dying in Albert Camus’s L’Étranger (aka The Stranger).
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septembre 2011
30 billets
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