i've generally got a pretty bleak outlook on my future: never finding love, never being successful in the things i care most about, just merely existing with no real purpose or goal, virginal yet exiled from the only identity (mormon) i've ever known. who wants to get breakfast burritos with me?

I am also thinking of skipping work and going to see a matinee, "Due Date" specifically.

I used to have a pretty healthy inner dialog. Now I feel like I don't know myself very well.

That makes me sad.

crazy heart/country strong

i can't wait to see Country Strong. i'm not expecting it to be good like Crazy Heart, but i've combined portions of the movie in my mind. 

remember Meredith Brooks?

I couldn't find any pictures of her armpits but I did find this one of Julia Roberts

Gardner (my brother in-law) just asked me how I feel about having hairier armpits than him. Sometimes I think it is awesome. Sometimes it kind of grosses me out but not enough to motivate me to really do anything about it.

EMBARRASSING!
I just accidentally posted this to my regular blog. Anyone who follows me on googlereader will see it (hopefully that is no one). I guess I don't care that my armpits are hairy as long as no one sees or knows about them.

I judge my coworker for drinking Mtn. Dew EVERY morning.

I think it's disgusting and trashy.

grammar nazi

I've started correcting people's grammar and spelling on facebook. I would have thought that it would make people hate me or respond angrily, but it only makes people embarrassed. Ha ha ha ha ha ha.

kind of like cleaning the lint trap

I fold up my jeans because they're too long, and I don't want them to drag and get worn out and dirty (not for fashion). My confession is that I enjoy unfolding them and cleaning out the debris that gets caught in the fold.

This isn't much of a confession, but for some reason it feels like it should be.  My new show obsession?  MONK.

Sometimes I really hate my boyfriends friends. They suck.

I do not consider myself as pretty. But I also do not consider myself as someone with low self esteem.

(healthy/unhealthy) cynicism

i hated that conference talk where the guy said he knew that the lord would provide a way for them to get out of debt, and the next morning they just happened to sell their SF property to pay their mortgage.


can we have some general authorities who understand socioeconomic diversity?  I wanted to say "good for you," at the same time that i said, "are you kidding me?" 


(.... don't even get me started on Costa's talk about everything the prophet saying being the literal word of God in civic matters. Why isn't there more discussion of cultural interpretations of Mormonism in sunday school? Is everyone nodding along to this at face value?)

sometimes...

I'm like, "Blech! Conspicuous consumption makes me sick!"
Other times, I think there is nothing as effective as retail therapy.

sorry if this applies to you, but...

I get so annoyed when people have numbers in their email address. For example, caitlin4670. How is anyone supposed to remember that!? It's just an arbitrary number. And if you write it down sloppily, and the 4 looks like a 9, how am I supposed to logically decipher what it could be? However, if you just use letters, and write sloppily, and the "a" looks like an "o", then I could say to myself, "hmm is that coitlin, or caitlin? Logical tells me caitlin."

In your defense, I understand why you use numbers, the email address you wanted was taken. But please put in some effort and come up with one that isn't so popular, and if you must use numbers limit it to one. Thank you.

self-image

Sometimes when I see myself smiling in a mirror, I think I look like Rocko from Rocko's modern life. I think it's the rounded teeth.

i have dandruff. really really bad dandruff* and i'm too cheap to go buy head and shoulders cause i get free shampoo from forest at nuskin.

*a recent development

I'm correcting my profanities by explaining their origin.

I'm frustrated with my life and I'm frustrated that I'm frustrated because I have such a great life!

Sh*t!

waa waaa

I'm kind of getting tired of babies

on second thought

My last post reminded me of how much I wish we had anonymous posting.