A short complaint.

my friggin car h8s arizona. today it decided to forfeit my rights to my window. it did so by sliding the window down strategically into the door so that i could not roll up my window. and then, it began to rain. and God opened the heavens and said, "I h8 you alfalfa!" truely it did begin raining at that exact moment.

On a lighter note. me and my new future roomate of america Katy were forcing the debate of where we should live. Everywhere is comprable, everywhere is good and bad. We narrowed todays search down to 2. We finally chose the more expensive of the two based on the gun-shots complaint at the cheaper one. tomatoe, tomoto.

Arizona: my take

Welcome to Arizona! Well that's what I thought the large footprint on the side of my door said to me. The footprint was strategically placed to completely cover the brand NEW DENT that consumed my door. yes someone just "kicked the H@#$! out of my door" or so said the dent guy. Thankyou for the theft insurance-- Honda's are high on the list here, but maybe now that one of my doors is bashed in, I'll keep my car.
Other thoughts: Az is humid, not hot. Can't breathe--too thick!

You don't lay your clothes on the ground here, ever, on account of scorpians, while i havn't seen one yet, I'm hoping I don't. However, tonight while talking on the phone with my dad, I saw a mouse.. no wait, not a mouse, its running to my feet, a scorpian! no, not a scorpian... a beetle. BIG-A Beetle.



Welcome to Arizona.

dear utah,

i will miss u.
i luv u.
b good while i'm gone.

luv jo.

ps. please tell all my friends--i wasn't able to tell them all.

Sunday's are for flying...

There are a few things in life every girl should have to be happy:
-a trampoline
-brothers that arn't afraid of hurting you
-wings
-A genius photographer to catch the moment when you are actually falling DOWN, instead of up...&
-good friends that are willing to massage your neck to help lessen the pain of whiplash from landing -first on your head, bouncing, - second landing on your neck, bouncing, -landing third on your head (again), until your body finally flops to a stop.
I love flying.
(we will note that beginning and ending positions are flat like a board on your back...)


You may wonder where I get my love of flying. From my brothers of course. John is kind of like the guy off of hero's... or that other guy, superman. We should note here that Luke is not being melancholic, he is simply trying not to die after john elbowed him str8 in the eye during take-off.

Would you like some smoke with your canyon?

Has anyone informed the fire that Utah is a NON-smoking state? Longboarding down the canyon, by the river, under trees, and near waterfalls is pretty much an awesome way to spend an afternoon... however, due to all the fires currently burning Utah down, Breathing becomes a bit more difficult. I took this shot boarding, while looking behind me... No, its not fog.
Sik. (and not the "sik-wit-it" type of sik)

I dub thee cool:

A few things that have impressed me recently:

The coolest bike in the world: Yes that is blue shag fur.



The doctors call this: Idiopathic Angioedema:
(It means they don't have a clue)


My new blue hair. Yes its permanent. Yes I start my new job soon.

Techni-colored sunsets

& saving the best for last: may I present to you---Jacki. my hero.

Yes, she is balancing a cup on her 4head. She's... a genius.

Rocket chiQ-

The DJ's voice came over the speaker system, interupting the blockparty's dance. "3 more songs until ROCKET CHIQ" Tension began to grow as the count down began. Then, the street was cleared. Neighbors with hoses stood on both sides ready to jump into action if there be a need. The call was made for volunteers: "We need 4 volunteers to help light rocketchiq" And before you know it... she happened.
Dressed in a silver space suit from head to toe. With a helmet and backpack covered in fireworks, all a-glow, she began riding a dirt bike up and down the street spraying flames EVERYWHERE.
THIS IS HOW TO CELEBRATE FREEDOM!!!