just a lil convo

1:52am

Hey Anna, I'm doing a super-last minute homework assignment and need to interview three people I don't know very well. I think the only time I've talked with you was during the pioneer trek. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions for a media writing class assignment?

shoot for the stars

that means yeah

Sweet thanks so much. Well is there anything interesting going on in your life right now? Are you going to school, or working, etc.

i only work right now, and it is a real bore. a definite soul sucker.

Where do you work?

sprinkler world

Nice. What do you do there?

i am a file girl. basically i just make piles.

Have you done anything fun lately or unique. It doesn't have to be something way crazy, but something that's maybe a little unique?

lemme think a minute

well there was this one time when i stole a really nice wand from my friends little brother that he made with a lathe and went around town casting spells at people. i even cast a few of the unforgivable spells but keep that part quiet. does that count?

Haha, nice. So what got you interested in Harry Potter, and what are your plans with the upcoming movie releases?

my friend drewbee suggested that i read them, she knew i'd love them and of course i did. i just finished the whole series not too long ago and i'm obsessed. i'll be at the midnight premiere, dressed up no doubt, probably as hermione

Haha! Perfect. See, you do have a news story in your life. So really quick, how would you set yourself apart from other Harry Potter fans? What makes you different?

well i think that in the end we're all just looking for a little bit of magic in our lives, and harry brings that to us in such a great way. i actually believe i'm a wizard and my parents hid my letter from hogwarts. the books sort of meshed into my real life, i dunno how many other people that happened to, but i'm guessing i'm probably in the minority.

Haha! Nice. Well, thanks so much for all your help. I appreciate it!

you're welcome, i'll talk about HP anyday

change of heart

i used to welcome winter. not necessarily with open arms, but to a point where we could coexist without much contention. i don't know what has changed within me, but something has. i want nothing to do with the winter. nothing. i've had a problem with sleep this week. it chooses not to come, and i blame the weather. i think it's because i don't want to wake up to snow everywhere, and if i don't sleep then i don't have to wake up. last winter i remember always trying to cheer ali up, telling her it wasn't so bad and all that. that was some bullshit. i have bad feeling about this winter, and since it's now general knowledge that i'm more on the psychic side than the ordinary side i think you guys should go with me on this one and keep watch. mainly just make sure i don't try the whole hibernating thing again. i'm just worried because who's the one who's gonna say it's not so bad? one thing that i did not and will not change my mind about is that snowflakes are beautiful.

nope

i'm just wondering if anyone else is aware that it is a straight up blizzard outside? snow. blizzard. snow snow wet. no one probably is, because everyone normal is probably sleeping. but it is.

stealing cones is real fun and real hoodrat.

untitled

i wonder what someone would think of me who looked at my netflix history. what sort of opinion they would form on me. i'm really not a very consistent person at all. that's probably all they'd come up with.

i want to go to yellowstone sooo bad. before the snow ensues. i feel like only young married couples go with each other. is that what it will take for me to go? to get married? ali, will you guys go with if i get married too? i've been watching documentaries on it, netflix of course, and i just really want to go. or to the backroads montana.

my parents are out of town and i am loving it. so much. anyone who wants to come over, feel free. and if you don't see my car in the driveway, it's because it's in the garage. i know none of you are going to come, but i wish you would.

i'm excited for glee, it better be good. so far the season hasn't been too impressive. with the exception of the britney spears episode of course.

today was such a weird day… then again, most of my days are.

no woman no sleep

i cannot sleep, for whatever reason. this is the funniest thing i have ever seen.

what's that?

weird should always be a compliment.

..except don't type in "weird" on google images.

or do..

buzzin

let me tell you how this all started... the jazzy java truck on the side of the road; or that's how i see it at least. it's not really a truck, and it's not really called jazzy java but that's beside the point. i don't think people who work at coffee places can ever understand why someone would come there, and then not want coffee. this, in turn, causes them to get orders wrong. always. how do you make sense that you want white hot chocolate, but you want it blended, not hot. and not chocolate. white chocolate. the people at dairy queen understand me just fine when i tell them i want a frozen hot chocolate. but they are not coffee connoisseurs, they are blizzard connoisseurs.

obviously the brain dead kid got my cousin and mine's orders wrong. i'm not so savvy on the coffee lingo, he didn't quite understand and kept asking me all these questions. apparently tan means both white and normal chocolate, so be aware, because my unawareness of this new language disabled me from leading him back onto the track of my real order. so we got coffee. and it was so gross. we stopped at the gas station and smuggled out tons those little coffee creamers. then we drank it all. first mistake.

we went back the next day, determined to get our orders right. and we met bailey beck. we told her what we wanted and she went on and on about how awesome she made our drinks, and told us about how she put some bailey cream in it (whatever that is) extra chocolate and double shots that would have us up forever. her enthusiasm made me question her sobriety, and really question this secret bailey cream. but i can never say no to someone so excited, so i accepted her drink while she continued to rant and rave and told her that it was wonderful. but wait, it really was wonderful, not what i intended to order, but wonderful. and we drank it all. i was buzzing and bouncing head to toe the whole rest of my time at work. second mistake

so we tried a third time. bored of my story yet? i am. the third times a charm because for some reason they got the order right. and do you know what? i was disappointed. i wanted my coffee.

so here i am, digging through my pockets for change to get those way tasty caramel frappes from mcdonalds. dang that bailey beck who works at that jazzy java truck is good.

life sucks without magic

cornelius fudge. that's literally all it took. that name. for me to read the harry potter series. we were on our way to california, and for whatever reason we were listening to the sixth book on tape in the car. it only lasted a chapter or so cause everyone started getting whiney and hating it. we probably should've kept it playing though, because what resulted after that was an argument about gavin saying that the beatles could all die, even though half of them already are, and drew almost ending his life. after that we all put in our own headphones and didn't talk for a while. while we we did listen to harry potter i wasn't really paying attention cause i had no idea what was going on. then something grabbed my attention, and that was "cornelius fudge". i loved the name so much. so i started listening. and as i listened i realized that j.k. rowling was seriously onto something. i asked drew what all this harry potter business was about and she started raving about how i would love it. i generally trust drew in what sort of entertainment i would like so i knew what i was going to do when we got home from california. read harry freaking potter. i had read the first book in elementary school. i honestly remember how it made me feel, like it was the best book on earth, and having to put it back into my desk after SSR (silent sustained reading) time was one of the hardest things i had to do in fourth grade. but for whatever reason i never finished the series. that needed to be fixed. and so it began.. i started with the first book. i broke up the monotony of work by taking breaks and going to a park to read. this wasn't a very good idea cause usually i'd never go back to work, i was so consumed. the guy who mows the lawn in the park i go to actually came up to me and told me he always saw me there reading, and asked how i liked the grass. i sometimes would read at the lake on top of my car, in a swim suit. i had a lot to read, so i got pretty creative. i also think reading indoors is boring, unless it's winter. if you want to know where else i read, you're just going to have to ask me sometime. so many people have said things to me like, i don't want to read harry potter, i'd rather read really good books. if i hear someone saying this, i immediately put them in the zero imagination loser category. sure, they are easy reads, but sometimes i feel like things like that have more meaning in them than things that are supposed to be packed with it. look what j.k. rowling has created. my mom didn't really like my obsession, because most nights i would press her about why she never told me that i was a wizard, and if i was the only one in our family who could do magic. i think it was a nice break for her though from cat comments though. i love everything about harry potter. i love everyone in harry potter. i would honestly fantasize about harry way before edward or jacob. he's the freaking greatest. finishing the series was bittersweet to say the least. obviously i was elated, but at the same time i could feel the awful end. these feelings could only result in the production of tears. i made my way through the last chapter or so crying. i was close to a playground and i could feel the mothers eyes on me, ushering their children back to them, and forcing them to keep a good distance from the weeping lunatic over at the picnic table. but i didn't care, i couldn't care. harry potter transformed my boring life into one full of all sorts of wonder. and i'm not gonna lie, life sorta sucks without him.

so here i am, a few months and 4175 pages later, a harry potter freakin fanatic. a wonderful series finished, feeling completely full, but totally empty.