Kampus Korner didn't have roses out front when I lived there...


I made a much needed visit to PassiveAggressiveNotes.com today and was thrilled to see Logan, UT had finally made it's long overdue appearance.

Yes, I did live in Kampus Korner, for approximately 2 months. This was during the summer after my freshman year. I had a Malaysian roommate who cooked with clam juice and curry on a daily basis. This was also the same summer where I had to pick myself up out of the depths of inconsolable heartbreak and emotional despair.

Good times.

Why your printer won't work

2:07 AM...why am I not asleep??

I don't even know.

I just purchased that David Archuleta song that is being grossly overplayed on the radio and then I created a playlist in iTunes entitled "WTF." I didn't even watch American Idol this year.

I love it when I spend the last 3 days emailing out my resume only to realize I've been submitting an old version. I AM SO STUPID.

I'm really happy that Britney has pulled it together and recorded a great song and even better video. I bought that on iTunes tonight, too.

Songs I am NOT going to buy? If I Was a Boy-Beyonce. Talk about overexposed. And please, Beyonce. Ciara already did a song called If I Was a Boy and guess what? It's WAY better than yours. Jeez, what a clone.

Number of Cokes I drank today = 4.....holy s#$@.

I have no plans for Halloween, not that I care, but everyone keeps asking me what I'm doing and I feel kind of like I should be doing something. I think Halloween is a lot like New Years. You always expect it to be super fun and amazing and all sorts of awesome, and it ends up being a huge disappointment.

Or maybe that's just me.

Oh, and guys are lame.

If you want to know what I think about Prop 8...

You can read Robert Kirby's column in the Salt Lake Tribune.

Oh, and also...

I bought these shoes at Old Navy today for $4. They were regularly $36. That must be some kind of record or something. I didn't even know Old Navy made shoes (besides flip flops).

No sleep for the weary

I've been sleeping horribly lately. It takes me hours to fall asleep and when I do, I'm waking up what seems like every 10 minutes. The lame part is that it's not that I'm not tired, I am, it's just my mind won't shut up already and leave me the freak alone. Like right now, I would love to hop into bed and stay there until tomorrow, but it's just not working out.

Here's a running list of things my thoughts are plagued with while I'm laying in bed:

I need to remember to turn my shoulders when I hit my backhand.

I really should have beat that woman I played on Saturday. She was like 60 years old and wearing a rayon tracksuit.

I should have gone into nursing. I could work anywhere.

I just don't understand how people can be voting for John McCain. I just don't.

Why is Pip obssessd with me? Why won't he leave me alone and stop biting my toes?

I mean, it's not even because I am a Democrat. The dude is just straight up crazy....McCain I mean, not Pip.

Although, Pip is crazy too.

What's that chicks name on SNL that does the Suze Orman impression? She is so awesome.

I wonder what Suze Orman would tell me to do to avoid a financial disaster.

Suze Orman would totally yell at me for not having enough savings.

I didn't know Suze Orman was a lesbian.

Rachel Maddow is a lesbian. She's really smart.

I wish I was smarter. I wonder how I would do on the GRE.

Maybe I should go to grad school and wait out this recession.

Seriously, if John McCain is elected, I'm moving to the Caribbean.

Oahu in pictures

4 days in Hawaii is a lot like eating one Mn'M. It's just not enough.

We had a great time. Really, every second of it. Weather was beautiful, our condo was perfect and Rachel and Arm's wedding day could not have gone better.

Friday was the shark dive and let me tell you, that was probably the coolest thing I've ever done. Yes, it was terrifying stepping down into that metal cage, and it took some guts to actually put my head in the water and look around, but it was unreal. These sharks were huge and their beady eyes looked straight through you. A lot of them had old fish hooks stuck in their mouths which was kind of sad, and after a while you forget they're sharks and just want to reach out and touch them. By the end of the dive, you realize they really aren't vicious maneaters,  just curious docile fish with a lot of sharp teeth. The scariest part was actually knowing you were 3 miles off shore and looking straight down into the depths of the ocean. You feel so small and so vulnerable, even with a cage protecting you. Anyways, I highly recommend doing this is you're ever in Oahu. It was awesome.

Saturday was Rachel and Arm's wedding day and let me just say that if I ever get married, I might seriously consider doing what these two did. It was such a relaxed, unstressful day, you couldn't help but enjoy it. After Rachel and Arm were sealed, we all took some photos, walked around the temple grounds and then headed back to our condo to relax and play some 2-hand touch on the golf course fairway behind our place. It was awesome. Later that night, we all met up at this amazing restaurant on the beach at the Turtle Bay Resort. During dinner, I was so completely happy and content sitting there with all my friends, I wanted to cry. It was seriously a perfect day.

Sunday, Rachel and Arm flew to Kauai for their honeymoon and the rest of us got up and hiked up to Maunawili Falls. The trail ended up being so muddy, we decided to lose our shoes and do it barefoot, which was actually really fun and a lot more safe (our shoes were worthless in the slippery mud). We got up to the falls and jumped off into the lagoon below, which was awesome. There were some locals jumping off the way high points, doing backflips and stuff. Insane. Joe suggested we hike further up, behind the falls to these natural rock water slides he knew about, so that's what we did...or at least we tried. The hike was more of a trek through the Hawaiian jungle. Seriously, I felt like I was on Lost, trying to find the Hatch or something. We were crossing broken bridges, climbing up rock walls and wading through ankle deep motes, all the while hacking through prickly jungle vines. It was hardcore. However, things got a little too dicey and we had to turn back. We never found the water slides, but we all felt pretty legit after trekking through the jungle, in our bare feet. We all got some pretty cool war wounds, but no serious injuries occurred despite a couple bad falls.

After Maunawili, we headed to Sunset Beach to check out the surfers who were riding some crazy big waves. Apparently it was the first big swell of the season, so there were a lot of people out there. It was really cool watching all them while the sun went down.

Sunday night, we headed back over to Waikiki (me and Joe were leaving Monday), walked around downtown and had some dinner at Cheesecake Factory. We were all so exhausted from the day so dinner made for some pretty funny and incoherent conversation.

I don't really get why people vacation in Waikiki. After spending all our time on the north shore, we were all baffled as to why anyone would pay that much money to go to Hawaii and spend all their time in Waikiki. It's tragic, really. Monday morning, we ate some breakfast and then me and Joe flew home while the rest of the group stayed one more night. I was seriously depressed about having to leave. It was such a great trip.

I'm really thankful I was able to go and spend some good times with my friends and be a part of Rachel and Arm's wedding. I'm so happy for them and really can't wait to see what life has in store for them. They are two of the most genuine and good people I know, they deserve all the best.

If you'd like to see all the photos we took, you can see them here.

Back and feeling it

The Lookout at La'ie

Hawaii did not disappoint.  More to come...

Scheduling

Tonight: Dinner with Kaysen and Casey in San Francisco.

Tomorrow: Fly out to Oahu, meet up with the crew, drive up to the North Shore.

Friday: Shark diving....no, seriously.

Saturday: Rachel and Armstrong = Forever.

Sunday: Probably something involving the beach. And my friends.

Monday: Back to CA.

Peace out.

FYI,  parking garages close pretty early in S.F.

Ok. So. The date went great. Great restaurant, great conversation, great guy. Really, perfect.  We went to this super authentic Italian restaurant in North Beach. It was really fun....

Right up until I realized my car was in a garage that was closed. For the weekend. Meaning, I was car-less until Monday morning.  

Words can't express how stupid I felt, but my date could not have been nicer about it.  We hung out in his hotel until I got a hold of my friend Kaysen, who lives in the city.  And thank goodness she called me back after I left a rather panicked voicemail and a few text messages.  She picked me up and saved me from a potentially awkward slumber party with my date.  I mean, we had fun and everything, but spending the night together in a hotel room is a little fast for a first date. Right?

So besides that little mishap, things went perfect.  He lives in LA, so that's kind of a bummer, but we're going to try and plan a trip for me to come down and visit when the election is over.  I sort of hate Los Angeles, and told him that, but he promised he would change my mind about it. 

We'll see.

Meet me in San Francisco

I'm always hesitant to blog about anything too personal, especially anything involving my love (or lack thereof) life, but I think it's time I make an exception. 

I'm going on a date tomorrow. In San Francisco. With a real, live, adult male who is employed and not a closeted gay man in serious denial.  I'm trying not to make too much out of it, but I'm nervous.  I haven't been nervous to go on a date in a really long time.  

So I bought a new outfit at Nordstrom and now I'm really excited.

No se

Why, out of all the things Michael Phelps could be endorsing, am I seeing him pitching Rosetta Stone Language Learning CDs?



Really, Michael Phelps? Rosetta Stone? That's the best you could get?