Daisy Belle

This is Daisy Belle. I adopted her on my birthday. She lives at my mom's house, because I live in an apartment. She sleeps in my bed when I am not there. She is overweight... a pure flabrador retriever. We are friends.

Procrastinating... Again

ALL HAIL THE HEARTBREAKER
The Spill Canvas


i had the notion that you'd make me change my ways
And the bad habits would be gone in a matter of days
i had the feeling that you'd open up my eyes
to a whole new world that had since been in disguise

but that day will most likely never come for me
and it's just my luck to end up getting stuck
to everything you are

so tonight I'll sit and pick apart your pictures
and overanalyze your words
the truth is that I've never fallen so hard
it's taken everything in me
just to forget your sweater so far

i had the notion that you'd make me forget the world
but your undecisive mind shows me that
you are "just another girl"
i had the feeling that those looks you gave me were real
what if i ripped your heart apart at the seams
maybe then you'd know how I feel

but that day will most likely never come for me
and it's just my luck to end up getting stuck
to everything you are

so tonight I'll sit and pick apart your pictures
and overanalyze your words
the truth is that I've never fallen so hard
it's taken everything in me
just to forget your sweater so far

i can honestly say
that i never, ever, ever felt this way
your lips, your eyelashes, your skin
these are the parts of your body
that cause my comatose to begin

i can honestly say
that i never, ever, ever felt this way
your lips, your eyelashes, your skin
these are the parts of your body
that cause my comatose to begin

i will sleep another day
i don't really need to anyway
what's the point when my dreams are infected
with words you used to say
i will breathe in a moment
as long as i keep my distance
i wouldn't want to go messing anything up

so don't go worrying about me
it's not like i think about you constantly
so maybe i do, but that shouldn't affect
your life anymore
i knew it the moment you walked into the door

so don't go worrying about me
it's not like i think about you constantly
so maybe i do, but that shouldn't affect
your life anymore
i knew it the moment you walked into the door

i'll let you get the best of me
because there's nothing else that i do well
i'll let you get the best of me
because there's nothing else that i do well

i'll be the giver and you'll be the taker
i guess that's how this one's gonna go
i'll be the giver and you'll be the taker
you've got me down on my knees and i proclaim
all hail the heartbreaker


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Now playing: The Spill Canvas - All Hail The Heartbreaker
via FoxyTunes

Life Instructions

Sara sent this to me. I don't know where she found it, but I like it, and thought I'd share.

Freaked Out

Tonight I am going in for a sleep study. My doctors and I cannot figure out what is wrong with me, so they prescribed for me to go to a sleep clinic. I guess they will hook me up to machines and video and audio record me.

I Hate:

Waking up


















People who hurt animals on purpose
















Wearing shoes













Paper Jams














Buying gas














Slow Computers


















Shaving










Utah drivers











Nickelback/Hinder/Daughtry














Cheaters
















Clothes that don't fit

Say Whatever You want...

I realized that I never wrote about my last concert experience. I saw Jimmy Eat World in Orem last month. They were amazing, as usual. I will post pictures later tonight, but here is one of my favorite songs right now. It's from their latest album, "Chase This Light". I love this song right now for good reasons.

"Let It Happen"

I have a ringing in my head
And no one to help me answer it
Even with you close enough to kiss.

Every minute is arranged
Every moment lasts a day
But thinking about it can't help me let go, I know.

Talk, talking a lot, but it's still talk
Gotta love how it's somehow all on me
All the petty scenes
And all the pretty things
Say whatever you want
'Cause I can laugh it off.
I can laugh it off.

I must look like I'm running away
To you at your faster pace
I wonder what it is you could have seen, in me.

I'm the evil one who said.
Gonna let everything just happen
Just like my chest, my ears are proud
The collision is such an ugly sound.

I can hear you now
Talk, talking a lot, but it's still talk
Gotta love how it's somehow all on me
All the petty scenes
And all the pretty things
Say whatever you want
'Cause I can laugh it off.
Talk, talking a lot, but it's still talk
Gotta love how it's somehow all on me
And all the placings
And all the pretty things
Say whatever you want
'Cause I can laugh it off.
I can laugh it off.

I can hear you now
Talk, talking a lot, but it's still talk
Gotta love how it's somehow all on me
All the petty scenes
And all the pretty things
Say whatever you want
'Cause I can laugh it off.

Talk, talking a lot, but it's still talk
Gotta love how it's somehow all on me
All the petty scenes
And all the pretty things
Say whatever you want
'Cause I can laugh it off.




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Now playing: Jimmy Eat World - Let It Happen
via FoxyTunes

Makes You Think

These questions were inspired by "Inside The Actors Studio". At the end of every interview, the host asks these same 10 questions to every guest. I actually like these questions. Here are my answers. Feel free to copy them to your blog to share your answers.

1. What is your favorite word?
It's a tie between 'lackadaisical' and 'vestibule'. I think both of those words are under-appreciated.

2. What is your least favorite word?
I would definitely say 'sebaceous'.

3. What turns you on [creatively, spiritually or emotionally]?
The afternoon sun, and warm temperatures.

4. What turns you off?
Being talked down to.

5. What sound or noise do you love?
The busy silence that is early morning deep in the Colorado mountains.

6. What sound or noise do you hate?
The sound that my compy makes when it is in the midst of a fit of narcolepsy.... it's a whining, wheezing, grindy beep. It sounds like it is in the throes of death by wood chipper.

7. What is your favorite curse word?
F*ck. That word is so versitile.

8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
I was going to say something like, 'Hollywood star', but I don't think I'd end up liking that very much. I would, however, like to try being a personal assistant to one of those Hollywood people. Then, I could get all the perks, but not have to deal with the fallout of my personal life.

9. What profession would you not like to do?
Fast food worker.

10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
"Psych!"

Hey Readers, Are You There? It's Me, Emily

I figured it was time for another post, mostly due to the fact that since I last updated, I have had 3 comments. I never have comments. Ever. Kathy says that I have strangers that love my blog. Who woulda thunk? Thanks for reading my nonsensical banter, Kathy. I'm glad someone thinks it's amusing.

Right now I am at work- the lovely, fun, amazing place I call work. I have this daunting feeling that my phone will ring any minute, and that the person on the other end of the line will have a situation that is entirely too complicated for me to handle right now. Under any other circumstances... bring it on. Today, though, not so much. Maybe I am just bitter at the idea of 19 year old boys that I trained less than a month ago being promoted to positions above me, only because they know someone higher up in the company. Perhaps. Also, I am tired.

I will update about my birthday a little bit later... maybe when I'm not being watched like a hawk. I guess I will just return to sitting at my desk, eating plain goldfish crackers, and wondering who keeps turning on the air conditioning.