Dream Jobs

I just completed training at Utah's Musuem of Natural History to work in the paleo lab. I get to play with dinosaur bones now :)

I also just got a job at Utah's one and only vegan bakery, Cakewalk! I get to do the baking, icing, and decorating. It's definately my dream job! And I'm still only a teenager! Passing telemarketing, fast food, busing tables, and manual labor to get to an actually fun job that I will be good at!

Kittehs R Alwaes Bettur

My cat gets irritated by obnoxious commercials, hates my Grandma's red-headed stepchild cat, and hates pink. This cat barely tops her:


The still pretty much sums up the video

Cuteness of the Week

I Think My Heart Just Stopped

Oh My Mazie. Carl's Jr. just unveiled their latest "creation". A 12 inch cheeseburger! With 850 greasy calories and 20 grams of tasty fat. I think I eat a total of 20 grams of fat per day period. Welcome to America. :)

You might be a Freaky Vegan Goth Girl if...

Like Jeff Foxworthy's "You Might Be a Redneck If..." Jokes, I've compiled a list of things so you, my dear reader, might place yourself as a FVGG.You might be a FVGG if you:
~Are the only person at your school with a Marilyn Manson shirt
~"Wear black because it doesn't show stains"
~Are the only new kid who wasn't accepted
~Suggest only music from the Vampire Radio podcast
~Are the only person at your school with a Depeche Mode shirt
~Belong to a group called The Despair Faction

Promtastic!

It was bound to happen sooner or later. I got asked to the Senior Ball. Eh, not really... my boyfriend basically told me to get a dress and look pretty. :) My dress was gorgeous, black satin with a pick-up skirt and a red sash. Alex of course looked stunning. I couldn't keep my eyes off him. We went to a classy Italian restraunt down town. I felt like a princess! The Ball took place at the state capital.

Aw, That New Decade Smell

Congrats on surviving another decade, faithful followers. We leave behind an era of girls with sunglasses larger than their skulls, teeny tiny puppies in purses, poor excuses for music(add any hiphop song here), Jonas Brothers, the list goes on.

My holidays, you ask? All I asked for was that my Grandpa would be able to live to see the end of the year. Sadly he passed away Sunday the 20th, 5 days before Christmas. His poor sick body can now be in beautiful Southern Utah, where he loved most to be. Its funny how the death of someone so close and dear to you can bring about a change. Family is now more important to me than ever. Everything I own is more sentimental, the necklace he gave me last Christmas lays close to my heart. A pretty journey diamond pendant. Wherever I end up in this crazy journey of life I will step out into before I'm even ready, my grandpa's words of praise and love will echo in my ears. How do you summarize 16 years of happy memories? With tales of lazy summer afternoons watching clouds on his porch. Crisp fall days picking apples and pears in his orchard. How about playing on the rocking horse he made me? My grandpa was a great man who will be missed immensly.

Smells like Christmas

Though a Christian holiday, I still love christmas. This being said the first day of December, mind you. I stayed home yesterday because of a gun threat at school. Instead of barricading myself in, I set up all our christmas decor.

I love the air of the season. Everyone is much kinder. Rather than asking for a bunch of crap I'll get sick of December 26th, I like to donate money or gifts for charities. To get you in this same spirit I want to share a touching story of a little boy who recieved my gifts:
His name was Micheal. I "adopted" him through my school's program for the Neighborhood House, a school for the disadvantaged in Salt Lake City. Out of all the kids, I thought he was the cutest. My mom and I got him all the things on his wishlist. A pair of jeans, a warm sweatshirt, a t-shirt, some shoes, and a Transformer. I wrapped them proudly knowing that I would help this sweet little boy have a merry Christmas. I turned my presents into my home room teacher, who was also the coordinator for this program. A few weeks later, we watched a short video about the Service club's trip to Neighborhood House. I saw Micheal opening his gifts in a short clip. My teacher came over to me and told me that Micheal at first didn't beileive that these gifts were for him and set them aside. This dear little eight year old didn't believe in the kindness of strangers until he was assured that all of these nice gifts were all his.

My Official Favorite Show

As a child, I glued myself to the TV with images of Steve Irwin, Planets Funniest Animals, Animal 911, etc... In conclusion, I was an Animal Planet freak. As I grew up, I outgrew these shows and moved onto MTV and VH1. Animal Planet was just boring to me. Until I discovered Lost Tapes. Lost Tapes is like reading the Skeptics Weekly magazine in the checkout line at Smiths. Its the "actual" tapes of people's encounters with mythical creatures as well as some background from experts, or in this case, the writers of Skeptics Weekly. I find it entertaining and much scarier than anything the aforementioned networks can concoct.

Best Cartoon Ever

Thanks to our new special cable, I have access to 1,000 channels of nothing to watch :) Actually, I've never been more addicted! I found a new cartoon on a kid's network called "Growing Up Creepie". Its on Discovery Kids and is about a little goth girl named Creepie Creature who was raised by thousands of bugs in a condemed victorian house.

Mmmmmm Tasty

7 entire "beef" patties, 2500 calories, 5 inches tall, and simply inhaling the smell will give you a heart attack. Fast food has sunk to an all time low. Japan has released the above mentioned last meal as a way to celebrate the new Windows 7.

0:46-0:50 show just how much grease and crap is in this monster.


For once I am actually dumbfounded and speechless

About Time Mr. Stoker

After 112 grueling years, the wait is over my friends, Dracula 2 is being released by Bram Stoker's great grand-nephew appropriately named Dacre Stoker. It is called The Un-Dead and picks up after the vampire hunters seemingly successful murder of Dracula, but little do they know, that he had a young woman vampire who slowly begins to pick off the gang. A police officer thinks that it is Jack the Ripper on the prowl.


Hopefully this follows the "flavor" of the original. Hopefully Dacre doesn't include werewolves. The sexy vampire is already dead, in all of his cruel, pale, non-glittering pallor.

My Eyes! They Burn!

May I introduce quite possibly the greatest website ever created:
Peopleofwalmart.com

Its like a car wreck, the harder you try to not stare and continue with your day, the more compelled you are to gawk. The worst part of is, I can't laugh at some of these because I know people who go to Wal*y World like this! And so do you.

Uncle Charlie!


Granny's packin' heat


Yes... The sign is a must.


Holly Hobby is starting to age


You have to wonder what Bud is doing with all that beer and oil


Why?! Why in public? I bet your mother found these hilarious when she picked them up in Italy


There should be an application for procreation


Gram.... Please put on some clothes

My Eyes! They Burn!.2

It looks like a hot pink garbage bag filled with creamed corn.


I've been to this Walmart... Dude is dressed for the Grammy's compared to what I've seen.


Wal-marvelous

God Is His Co-pilot

Seriously. I found this in the store parking lot. Its Hay-suess with some little lambies and and psalm next to it. By the dents and nicks on the truck, I would assume that Jay-sus isn't protecting him too well. Huh...

Nice Muffintop!

Or rather cupcaketop. Neiman Marcus has the perfect mode of transporation for our tough economic times. I introduce to you, the cupcake car:

My thoughts exactly. The descripton of it is one of the best parts:

Put on your matching hat, slip under the muffin top of your Cupcake Car, and let the world figure itself out for awhile. Get (or give) the sheer, joyful chaos of a gift that is mind-blowing, triple-dog-dare, double-infinity forever cool. Make the kids or grandkids literally squeal with joy. Bring it to work and buzz the breakroom. Crash parades! Putter about the ‘hood. Ever had a crowd of kids chasing after you just for the crazy gleeful heck of it? (No worries, the top speed is a comfy-safe 7 mph.) What’s it made of? A 24-volt electric motor, a heavy-duty battery, sheet metal, wire, fabric, wood…and mad genius. Launched at Burning ManSM as a cooperative art car project, the Cupcake Car sprang from the fevered mind of Bay Area artist Lisa Pongrace and her less-rules-more-laughs posse of artists and techno geeks. Yours will be tricked out with your favorite topping, so start thinking flavors.

The crashing a parade part sounds fun. It also could be a new form of streaking. Personally, I think it would get more attention than a pasty naked fat man running across the feild.

It runs entirely on batteries and makes people smile. Take that Smart Car!

I've Heard of a Vengeful God...

But isn't this a little on the extreme side? My little brother found this in a gift shop in Jackson Hole, WY.

A Direct Violation of Animal Rights!

Now even Rover can join the cult!

I'm sure my Lilian can fit in it as well

Hey! I Saw You At The Show Last Night!

Maybe I did... Maybe I didn't. Either way, I went to Flogging Molly with the beau last night. He was terrified of his sweet little Karlykins getting crushed. I held my own fairly well, if I do say so myself. FM was incredible live! Very enegergitic and funny. Definately on my "to see again" list. Alex has seen them 4 times. The whole time I was against the barricade or right behind someone. The pits were crazy. Alex was directly behind me and kept getting nearly sucked in. Got crushed many times, kicked in the face by a crowdsurfer, had to keep pushing a guy twice my size out of my way, and came home with about 20 different people's sweat on me. Yuck.

It's all the punk show experience I suppose. There are a series of unsaid rules that one should abide by though:
~Girls take care of girls
~Don't get sucked into a pit, your'e paying good money to get beat up?
~Protect your lungs to avoid passing out
~Don't give up your coveted spot. You waited in line for 2 hours! You snooze, you lose
~Crowdsurfing is dumb, don't do it
~Enjoy!

The opening bands were great too. Fitz & The Tantrums and Hepcat. Neither of which are my first pick for openers for an Irish punk band but still pretty great. I highly suggest that you check them both out:

Your Feet Will Thank You

Just what the world needed. A fur rug hot glued to Burkenstocks. Fur processing creates an untold amount of pollution(not to mention the cruelty, my little hippie friends.