this is a text that i got from kt this morning...

real conversation:
me: i miss erin.
Tripp: you saw her, like, yesterday.
me: so.
Tripp: yeah, she's a sweetie pie.

stopped to see the graffiti this morning.

it was a good day off.

breakfast at lost dog cafe w. friends.
coffee. coffee. coffee.
i could spend my whole paycheck at whole foods.

joe's football team lost. sad.

i was so not productive.
i finally put my bed back together though.

and talked to courtney. she's getting married!

why is the o.c. so addictive?
why does hulu only have season one?
why do i suddenly crave a salt bagel?
why do i want to move to the beach?
why don't i look like mischa barton?
or rachel bilson for that matter?
why am i lame & at home on sat. night?

i like sunshine.
and seth cohen.
and days off.

i want seventy & sunny weather, please.

"woe to you who are complacent..." amos 6:1

 

 this might be a picture of the good life.

that’s a nutella banana panini and those are tater tots.

via papertissue

oh alright.

 

hanson + john mayer trio = nick jonas & the administration  

go on. take a listen. it's ok. i promise.

i guess it's not the way you've always planned it...
let it fall. let it come down. let it crash all around you.

i've really enjoyed schuyler fisk since i saw i'm reed fish. she also sang a song with joshua radin which was good, but i think her solo stuff is better. happier rachael yamagata.

it's very honest. life-like. i can appreciate that. maybe you can, too.

open up my eyes to the things unseen.
show me how to love like You have loved me.
break my heart for what breaks Yours.

sad. don't you think?

this is the background on my computer right now. tiled. i like it.

last night, i went to fishburne street and saw alison, kt, tony, hugs, and chad. there was crab and beer, chit chat and jay-z. a lovely way to spend an evening. i was ridiculously tired by the time i left and wide awake by the time i got home. i dove into some harry potter - i'm almost done - oh my!

which led to my lovely morning - i went to BAKED and lost myself in a couple hundred pages, a cup of coffee and a pumpkin chocolate chip scone. i really enjoyed the music i heard and the people i talked to while i was there. i love conversations with strangers.

lovely day, really. i'm headed to work in about half an hour to close.... something i will be doing A LOT of next week when one of our sales leads is gone. oy. i need to finish the book before she leaves so we can talk about it! i'm a dork. i'll be so sad when it's over.

i hope it's this beautiful tomorrow when i go to BAKED with charles. that would be quite nice.

ps. the electric outlets in my room have melted and almost caught the house on fire, so perhaps it wasn't a dead animal in the wall after all. its one of those things the world may never know... like how many licks does it take to get to the tootsie roll center of a tootsie pop... hmph.

love. love. love.

i am "ever the hopeless, deluded romantic." yep. yep.

sometimes i get so weird, i even freak myself out.
... is it enough to love? is it enough to breathe?

"maybe it will make the tulips bloom in spring. maybe it works like that...the harder the winter, the more wonderful the spring." - brittanyjo

i had breakfast at BAKED this morning. i'm ready for spring & real green grass. please & thank you.

listening to: the script (before the worst).

"hey. hey. hey. no matter how life is today, there's just one thing that i got to say, don't let another moment slip away... don't let nobody ever tell you that it couldn't be done. don't let nobody ever tell you that we couldn't be won. don't let nobody ever tell you that it shouldn't be sung. don't let nobody ever tell you you're the only one."

dear dedicated readers, this is what i want for valentine's day, please. i am really obsessed with red velvet cake right now. truffles. woopie pie. yoplait light. little debbie. publix ice cream. cupcakes. the form is of no consequence to me. (i do prefer cream cheese frosting to butter cream...) anyway, it's like i just discovered it for the first time and can't get enough. i'm crazy. xo.

some tool spilled beer on me before i even got to my seat, but other than that, the show was fantastic. i can't believe it took me this long to see him. check the set list here.

"he just hasn't met you yet." - kelley (to me ab john mayer)

johncmayer Charleston should teach awesome crowd lessons. Unreal tonight! RT @drh3 Charleston BROUGHT IT

this week promises to hold a lot.

john mayer. aunt kelley. training with mj. baked. marrah. latte throwdown at metto. two off tuesday at alchemy. alison's wedding dress. dinner with charles. valentine's day the movie. lots of running. and chocolate milk.... women's health says i should drink it after work outs. yesss.

lots to look forward to... yep.

dear john made me cry.
i cried for the whole two hours.
i cried from the moment he said he was special forces
until the moment the theater turned on the lights.
i should have taken tissues.

also, movies like that make me never want to move.

and i don't know if you notice anything different.
this is the thing.

“We’re all susceptible to it, the dread and anxiety of not knowing what’s coming. It’s pointless in the end, because all the worrying and the making of plans for things that could or could not happen, it only makes things worse. So walk your dog or take a nap. Just whatever you do, stop worrying. Because the only cure for paranoia is to be here, just as you are.” - Grey's Anatomy

sometimes i am selfish.
sometimes i am just lazy.
sometimes i can't decide.

oy.

"You don't have to change, grow or be good in order to be loved; rather, you are loved so you can change, grow and be good." - Brennan Manning

I wonder if people are disappointing or if I am easily disappointed?

No. I'm not the man I used to be lately.
See you met me at an interesting time.
If my past is any sign of your future,
you should be warned before I let you inside.

I don't really understand.

Who do you love? Me or the thought of me?

a red velvet woopie pie from BAKED on east bay street.

i love days off. i even think i prefer them in the middle of the week. esp. with friends. and it has been an interesting one. lots of doing & talking & thinking. and eating. a lot of that, too.

it might be a quarter life crisis or just a stirring in my soul.