so go get a drink.

gosh I've been thirsty this week.

your friends don't dance and if they don't dance then they're no friends of mine.

to the other individuals who braved the dj mel dance party at the highball last night, i thank you for your inspirational personalities set to music.

to the tall guy in the plaid shirt and glasses, i'm sorry if i gave you the wrong idea by staring: you reminded me of a guy i used to work with at the cafe on broadway.

to the girl on stage who kept us mesmerized by her killer dance moves and who robyn may have mentioned having a girl crush on, i applaud you.

to whoever was responsible for the chards of glass on the dance floor, i just want you to know that i am not looking forward to pulling their remains out of my loafers this afternoon.

and to the girl in the black dress with the tendency to flail her arms, i'm sorry if it is my fault that i accidentally put my arm in your armpit.

kitchen tales.

i seem to have a lot of potlucks in my life. much more now that i'm in austin than ever before. i wish this weren't a problem but i'm an experimental cook and rarely wish i had written down my recipe to repeat the offense.

i volunteered to make dessert for the future farmers gathering tonight. please no comments on my dinner companion choice.

robyn gave me this witty cookbook entitled sausepans and the single girl: bachelor-bait recipes and dazzling ideas for entertaining by jinx morgan and judy perry a while ago and i decided that it was time to try it out. not that i'm in the market for a man any more. i just think it's a funny book. and a funny concept. i feel like i'm digging myself in an unnecessary hole.

abrupt subject change.

so i misread 1/2 pounds of butter to be 1 1/2 pounds of butter. luckily i caught my mistake before going to my local h.e.b. or beginning the baking process. either way, though, does anyone else find it disconcerting that butter in the recipe is measured in pounds? maybe that's what makes the cookies taste so good?

the last future farmers meeting i brought really small crumbly shortbread cookies and had to leave before i saw anyone's reaction. surely cookies with pounds of butter will trump by previous contribution thus fooling people into believing i can cook.

only time will tell, my friend. only time will tell.

no maintence necessary.

i've decided that the easiest job in the world would be to own a parking lot.

even the barista was sick.

so i've been doing my best to ward off a sore throat among a city full of sick people. this is usually done following my mother's age-old theory that "you're not sick. you're thirsty." so as any good daughter would do, i've been drinking tons of water as of late.

and now i'm off to church.

not a great combination.

ruffles, flowers, and neutrals

so i was looking up some songs from an anthropologie play list that jessica sent me and this is the first one i found:



although not quite what anthro was getting at, i'm sure, isn't this how you want to dance to this song? also, i'm impressed that's he's still dancing four minutes later.

me - three years ago

as i was attempting to organize some files on my computer, i discovered a paper i wrote my senior year of college (dated january 16th 2006). this excerpt must be shared:

I respect originality and deep thinking. I respect doing things with excellence. I respect those who love the seemingly unlovable. I respect people who think differently than I do. I respect people who can fight the temptation to compartmentalize their life. I respect people who listen to non-mainstream music. I respect people with confidence. I respect people who read. I respect people who give others the benefit of the doubt. I respect consistency. I respect people who can wake up from naps in a good mood. I respect authenticity. I respect people who know more than one language. I respect people who can see outside their own lives and into the lives of others. I respect people who have figured out how grace and justice can coexist. I respect people who do not have anything to prove. I respect people who know Michael Jackson’s Thriller dance. And I respect honesty spoken in love.

i can't for the life of me remember what the assignment was!

my plants are in the house while i am outside.

it's free week here in the lovely yet chilly city of austin, texas which means last night we were able to check out up and coming artists at the beauty bar, beerland, and stubbs guilt-free. cassettes were sold, swooping bangs were brushed aside by men and women alike, and those not wearing skinny jeans were scorned.

in between concerts, my eclectic group of friends and i went to club de ville in an attempt to stay warm after stopping by the most amazing hot dog stand on red river. they were playing some funky beat so of course we started dancing in what an employee later mentioned to us was simply a hallway.

at one point, i was showing sarah and sheena my amazingly awkward "hackey sack" dance moves (which, of course, requires no hackey sack) when a man in a bear fur-like hat commented on my moves. he said if i didn't patent them in two weeks he would like to claim the rights. i agreed mainly because i didn't have any idea what to tell the man in the distracting hat.

anyone know how to patent ridiculous dance moves?

so apparently i'm not a designer?

i've been working on a brochure for the trailer park ministry (and a website - www.kprojectmlf.wordpress.com) and it has become very clear to me why people get degrees in these things before they attempt them (or at the very least date people who know how to work with wordpress...)

i'm feeling much more confident about the site than the pamphlet oddly enough.

i have the ideas, but how do i get them to the computer? i think possibly, that using microsoft paint isn't super helpful but i don't know what else to use.

be honest, are handmade brochures tacky?
be honest, is anyone with a graphic design degree free tomorrow?

current pet peeve:

billboards that say "do billboards work? just did!"

maybe it just worked if the purpose of billboards to get you to simply look at them. what it should say, in my humble opinion, is "do people look at billboards? well you did!"

also they seem to use ugly fonts.