Emily

10.27.2008

9.07.2008

So I have officially become a bad blogger. That's okay, though, because I think it means I have a life. Maybe. Last time I updated, I was in Missouri to see my grandpa for the last time. My mom and I got there after a 36-hour experience on the road with the neighbors that live accross the street from her. They were coincidentally making the drive that week to visit their daughter in Nevada, Missouri, which is about an hour away from the tiny town where my grandparents live. It was an interesting journey, to say the least. I ended up leaving my cell phone at the Days Inn in Salina, Kansas on the way out there. I ended up having no phone until the day before we left to fly back. It's not like I would have gotten decent phone reception there anyway, so it was okay. While in Missouri, I got to meet some relatives that I'd never met before. My mom has a half-brother who has three kids that I didn't know about, and I got to meet them. They were mostly nice. I say mostly because the youngest one-- 15 years old-- was quiet, and shy and strange. My mom also has a step-sister who has three kids, the oldest two I'd never known about. So, yay for unknown cousins, I guess. Anyway, the night after we arrived my grandpa passed away after a brief fight with bone cancer. My seester was able to take time away from her job to fly out for an eventful (or not so eventful) week of celebrating, funeral-going, commiserating, RV-sleeping, and bad beer drinking. I was hoping to add a picture or two here, but my camera was out of commission during the trip, and Seester has not sent me any pictures yet.

The day before we left for Missouri, I accepted a job in Colorado. I had no idea that I would even be going to Missouri at that point, and I had agreed to start on the 22nd of August. That meant that when I returned to Utah on the 18th, that I would have less than a week to pack my apartment and the things at my mom's house before I flew out to Colorado that Friday. Combine the lack of time, and my lack of planning ahead, and I was a stressed mess! I managed to clean my apartment in time, and pack two boxes of less than 50 pounds each to check as luggage. I arrived at DIA after spending the entire flight staring at the hottest guy I'd ever seen. I was so flustered trying to follow him off the plane that I forgot my carry-on, and had to turn around and go back onto the plane and get it. I am retarded.

More later!

8.12.2008

Why I Am In Missouri:

http://www.johnkelliott.blogspot.com/

8.05.2008

Silly Survey

Your name:
Emily

Sometimes people call you:
Emms, Emmzo, Em, E, Emily Marie! (which is not my middle name, FYI), Sham-Sham, Donkeypuncher

You have been making the world more amazing since:
1985.

You made your debut in:
Boulder, Colorado

You are the oldest/youngest/or middle sibling:
Middle-ish. Two older-- one by seven years, the other by seventeen years-- and one two-and-a-half years younger.

Your favorite type of music:
I don't know anymore. How about rock/pop/punk/reggae/blues/electronic/indie/r&b/classical/vocal/hip-hop?

You sleep with this many pillows:
Seven. No joke. Two body pillows, a feather pillow, a standard pillow, a latex foam pillow, and two throw pillows that I made to match the curtains I sewed.

What you have the most of in your bedroom:
Probably clothes. I have lots of clothes, and they are quite noticeable right now, as most of them are in a giant heap on my second bed. Now, if the question was asking what takes up the most area in my room, I would say beds.

You have this many piercings:
I'm never sure if having your ears pierced counts as one piercing, or two. So, I have two if we go with the first option, or three if we go with the latter.

You have this many tattoos:
Zero.

This is your blog, how many people do you think read it:
Not many, but according to my stat counter, 28 in the last seven days. Impressive, since I haven't posted anything new in almost a month. Also, my stat counter says that someone in Louisiana comes here a lot. I don't know anyone in Louisiana. Who are you?

Something about your neighbor across the street:
I don't have a neighbor across the street. Instead I have a parking lot outside my bedroom window, and a river beyond the parking lot, and a busy street beyond the river. I do have upstairs neighbors who are quite noisy late at night. Good thing I don't usually sleep at night, so I don't get mad... I just steal their wireless instead.

Name an item you've kept since you were young:
I still have my blankie that my mom quilted for me before I was born. It stays on my bed at her house, though, so I don't know if that counts. On the shelf above my bed is the conch shell my grandma gave me when I was three.

You get your money from:
Well, I used to have a job, and I got my money that way, but then I went to Colorado for a while and got paid some money to be there. Now I think I am going back to Colorado to get some more money.

Your natural hair color is:
I'm not sure. I like it the way it is now, but I'll have to go back to my AMAZING hairstylist in Littleton to get it done again next month. That lady is a genius!

Name the bands you have band tees for:
Third Eye Blind (3), Jimmy Eat World (3), The Format (3), John Mayer, All-American Rejects, Shiny Toy Guns, U2, O.A.R., *NSYNC

Your nails are painted:
Fingernails? Never. Toes? Always.

How many pairs of sweatpants do you own?
Way too many to count. If I could get away with living in lounge wear, I would.

Have you ever had sex in a public place?
Oh, the joys of young lust.

You're on a beach... what do you draw in the sand?
My name in cursive.

Exes... friends or foes?
I'm not a huge fan of the dude, but who cares.

Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?
I enjoy sleeping alone and I feel sorry for the next person to fall asleep with me... I've been told that I have sharp elbows. Also, I will kick you.

What was the weather like on your birthday?
On the actual day of my birth? I hear it was snowy that day. This year? Sunny.

What time is it, and why are you not doing something more productive with your time?
5:41 am, and I can't sleep.

7.07.2008

i have better things to do than blog when i'm not in utah

I have been awful at updating since I've been on vacation, I know. I think it keeps the suspense up... leaves you all wondering what kinds of shennanigans I am getting myself into now. Well, I thought I'd slip a little picture post in here so you all don't die in anticipation.

Addie is getting so big!

Megan and I in the 'limo' at the beginning
of the best July 4th EVER!

My favorite ***sparkly*** fireworks peeking out from behind a tree.

6.20.2008

sleep~wake

Today I am going to see another sleep center. This time I get to talk to a specialist, who is also a neurologist. I'm sort of excited this time, because now I am at the point where I just want to know what is wrong.... if there *is* anything wrong.

Except for a 2 hour nap yesterday afternoon, I have been awake for 36 hours. What am I?