I have a gift

As it turns out, I don't have to be the one driving the car. We'll get pulled over anyways.

Yesterday my friend Robert drove my car over to Provo with me in the passenger seat. We were going eleven miles over the speed limit and got pulled over.

Along with the discovery that I am half-mortal half-cop magnet, the new year has brought on quite a few self-realizations.

1)I'm a terrible traveling companion. I'm so terrified of having to listen to someone else's music (which I know will be sub-par) that I must beat my chest, flare my nostrils, and assert myself the second we get in the car. The way I do that is the oh-so-subtle method of saying "We're only listening to my music." I'm a gem.

2)I have low tolerance for telephone conversations. This is something I already knew, and I'm pretty sure everyone in my family has been hung up on by Yours Truly more than a few times, but now I know WHY I hate it. It's not that I can't stand chatting people up, because I can; I'm a witty conversationalist. It's that I get distracted by things in front of me. Nothing is more annoying than being interrupted by a phone call when trying to arrange all your rubber bands so they look like Robert Duvall's handsome mug.

3)I HATE not being in control of what is going on in my life. Not having a license was bad enough, but now I don't even have a bike and it is freezing cold outside so walking isn't really an option. Even with a buss pass, I'll feel isolated and helpless. BOO.

4) I can't remember how to study. This is gonna be a fun week.

5)I'm an amazing kisser. Tell your friends.

6)I can buy clothes from a thrift store and then wear them without washing them and it doesn't bother me, but I can't share chapstick with another human being. Why is that?

7)I can't really remember what this list started out as.

8)I can't remember the honor code rules! Oh crap! I need to look that up so I don't break them unknowingly.

9)I really don't want to work at Jamba Juice again, but it would be the best job option.

10)I don't care what you say, J.D. Salinger is a tool for not doing any interviews, which makes me hate the book Catcher in the Rye. If you want to read a much better book with a similar message, read the Bell Jar.

11)I love Philip Seymour Hoffman and I dont care who knows it!

12)Calee got me soooo many hair products for christmas. There are more of them than all my other bath/cosmetic products combined.

13)I've already had two nosebleeds since living here! Cold Utah air is going to wreak havoc on the nosebleed front. I'll bet ten bucks that my first kiss with a boy here is ruined by a spontaneous bloody eruption.

14)I left my huge Marilyn Monroe cut out that I covered in Postsecrets in Sacramento. I hope Logan goes and gets it and doesn't forget it because otherwise it will be trashed by Taylen or Ryah. Or both. A combined effort. With lead pipes and barbie legs with nails sticking out of them.

15)Nikki got a hair cut and I want to see pictures!

16)When my dad shaved his head for the first time it was Easter Sunday and I cried because I didn't recognize him.

17)I have no groceries...or hangers. And I need quarters for laundry.

18)I GOT A KINDLE FOR CHRISTMAS! ALLAH BE PRAISED.

20)My top ten album of 2008 is not complete, due to my being without a computer for the past week. Expect it to be finished before February of 2009.


This list made no sense, but I am tired and blonde so leave me alone.