part 2

catcrushed.

i was sitting in my room reading some hp and my dad called me. usually i don't answer when he calls me but this time i did. and guess what he said? there's a cat in our backyard. so i ran to my backyard and he had a cute little white and gray cat. i hung out with it and followed it around and held it and stuff. then for whatever reason my mom decided to let my dog out. the little cat did not like that at all. i didn't think rosie would chase her, but she did, chased her right up a tree. like far up a tree. the cat was real scared, she kept looking and screaming at me. she was too high up to jump and there wasn't really a way for her to get down. so i climbed up the tree and i still could barely reach her, but don't worry i got her down, it was a close one though. after that she stuck to me like glue. one of her paws had gotten scratched and she got streaks of blood like all over my wolf shirt and i'm not even mad. so then we just sad (i meant sat, i just accidentally wrote sad cause i am way sad) around and she just played with me then my mom came back out and was like i'm letting rosie back out and i didn't want her to get chased up a tree again, so i put her on the fence. and walked away. and she cried for me to come back. but i didn't. so then i cried. it was too many emotions in like fifteen minutes. i love that cat. and now i'm a wreck.

attention.

just a few things i think everyone should know.

how addicted i am to farkle. and the reason i like to play it on facebook is because i can play it against people and win chips and pick up on the lingo like gl and gg. i just barely beat a lady from england, she asked me if i worked and i told her about my job (there's a little chat thing on the side of the game btw) she told me that no job is just nothing, and that it was a worthy job! i'll try to remember that in my cubicle tomorrow. you don't have to play it, but you also don't have to get mad at me for playing it. if you do, keep in mind the 39 year olds tendencies to ask you if you have a bf.

how extremely excited i am to see brandi carlile. i've honestly been waiting three years for this day. and the 11th is the day!

how badly i want to go to lake powell. all the stupid albums on facebook are not helping this longing either. nor the reading sessions on top of my car at utah lake. i can feel it in my bones, i need lake powell.

and i have a feeling that lake powell needs me.

how consumed i am with harry potter. i don't even care what anyone says, the wizarding world is so totally cooler than the muggle world. definitely.

i still want a cat. correction-- i still NEED a cat.

these are the things that occupy my mind. just for your fyi.

avada kadavra

i really thought in my mind that i had a couple things to write about. but mostly i just am thinking about this wand.

it really came in handy when that van tried to race gav's volvo. i may or may not've cast one of the unforgivable curses.

no need to be informing the ministry, though.

this wand was created by mitch williams, and i would like to clarify to susan that i am only borrowing it.

the next generation. and the next, and the next.

i wonder if i would have any friends and/or brain cells left over if i watched every season of degrassi.

we

we drove and drove and drove. we missed the heart concert in wendover. we saw tons of casinos and two dos amigos. we didn't get to listen to jewel, but we did listen to gwen. we made bracelets. we got lost. we saw a bear so we stayed in such a happy cottage at the lazy s lodge. annie ran. i fed squirrels. al and nat slept. we thrifted. our minds got blown at the renaissance fair. we watched the world champ jouster joust and cheered for scotland. we ate a turkey leg, and a ranch burger, and a watermelon slushie. a dark cloud settled over when we realized that annie got towed. she tried to tell the officer stories on the drive to the tow-yard, but he didn't like it. miscellaneous bedding and pocket knife. we laughed. we marveled at the scenery, and stood in the cold water. we didn't pee like all day. we played princess puzzle game. annie ate dirty celery and old pasta and a pepper, i ate a lunchable, ali got tiny cheese cubes and ate pasta salad with chopsticks, natalie ate something with no meat. we slept in a non smoking room that for sure smelled like smoke in winnamucca. we listened to brandi. we made it home. we had a good time, believe me.

we went to lake tahoe.

whaterr

this is one of the things i watch when i need to remember that gavin is a real human.

come home come home come home!

one time when we were in vegas, annie was hopping from white line to white line like a serious handicapped on the crosswalk and someone is the hoard of humans crossing the street called out, "there's a drunk" and it made my day, she was nowhere near drunk.

one time me and drew were sitting in her car and i was carving a firework to make it into a bomb and my knife slipped and the tip went into my finger. i have a nice scar.

one time ali "dared" me to walk through some sort of iceburg in a parking lot in the winter, and i tried to, but then she wouldn't let me try to climb into the dumpster.

one time xlear inc sent me some samples, and me and gavin sat on my bed and snorted so much xylitol and crushed the mints and snorted those and used that freaking nose water stuff so much until like four in the morning and turned into complete idiots and called xlear a few times with a few messages which i have no idea what they said but i'm glad that their best employee got to listen to them.

one time me and gavin went on a drive. and we went up the canyon and took some dirt road. and it never ended ever. it just kept going. and it was dark. and you felt like you were the only thing on the earth because you could not see anything but like not in a good way in a scary way and i could never give the situation justice with explaining, like gavin being on the verge of several legitimate panic attacks and unexpected ability of being able to stay calm. anyway, we started up hobble creek canyon, and we got spit out in spanish fork canyon. we drove clear across the mountain, do you understand?

one time ali allowed me to shoplift. because we only wanted the whistles, and the necklaces were too overpriced. i wouldn't really call it shoplifting though, because ali allowed me to. even though she left to a different store, she still let me cause she wanted it and she knows it

one time me and cyd went to this place, called mammoth and it made no sense. because it was like half a ghost town. but i'm certain it is 100 percent a conspiracy, i don't even have the energy to explain it. but it is the most eerie place i have ever been, like you'd stick your head somewhere that was empty and you'd get this feeling like "i'm not alone." and it definitely is not the good kind of the i'm not alone feeling. but we broke into this abandoned trailer. and it was the weirdest of things. because for one, there were still dishes in the sink. and food was still out. but trust me, it was abandoned. and we stole a candle and now it will haunt us and whatever i'm going to bed.

bugg ate NINE crickets today. i'm so pissed.

i love memories so so so much. i love making memories with my friends so so much. i love my friends. so much.