I think random things that happen in my life are interesting, even if no one else does. For instance, I live in the "bad part of town," which in Provo means it's not all that bad. I live on the same block/street as the only liquor store in town, so we get random drunks, but that is normally it. UNTIL...
Last night I was startled awake by two cops yelling, "GET DOWN! GET DOWN!" Then the bad guy, or whatever you want to call him, was obviously resisting, because the cops kept yelling at him to get on the pavement and put his hands behind his head, etc. It was probably the most excitement my street has ever seen.
Also, for those of you who don't know, the lady who shares our duplex is mean and messy, among other things. We share a nasty basement with her, and our apartment management forced her to clean it out because it was full of old, rotting clothes mixed with dead lizards and cat pee. The washing machine and dryer are down there. For the first time, Seth and I decided to wash our clothes in the dreaded basement. We found this note left by our darling neighbor on one of the two washers:
Ok. So...we've never used her washer.
We went to "our" washer, only to find out it doesn't work. My apartment management is evil, and after not giving me gas for a month (no hot water, no working stove), I hope they go bankrupt. For those of you in Provo, never use Aspen Ridge Management. Ever. They even have a facebook page devoted to people who hate them, so I am not the only one who feels this way. /rant
ANYWAYS, we ended up at a laundry mat called The Wash Hut with cool, old school arcade machines.
Seth says they are rigged.
I say he might just be out of practice. Or maybe both.
Also, because I forgot, Amber and Sam Ames made me this cake the night before I got married. How freaking sweet/awesome/Chinese:
Considering Christina is one of the neatest people on earth, why wouldn't you want to read about her? You do. So here is a blog about her lovely life. Enjoy, yo.
Rainbow
Monday, September 26, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Watching Robert Redford Movies Ain't Half Bad
So in between my technical writing job and teaching little Koreans English, Seth decided it would be good to check out red box and watch a movie.
He picked out The Conspirator, which I thought would be super boring. I was ashamed of his choice.
THEN MY BAD TASTE SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE!
That's right, folks, I enjoyed it. I was kind of thinking it was going to be one of those feel good movies, but I was horribly wrong. It does not end how you think it will. So watch it.
In other news, my Korean students told me my face looked fatter. Rude, rude, rude.
In even other news, Tiana put more photos out. Allow me to review them for you all, because I CAN.





He picked out The Conspirator, which I thought would be super boring. I was ashamed of his choice.
THEN MY BAD TASTE SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE!
That's right, folks, I enjoyed it. I was kind of thinking it was going to be one of those feel good movies, but I was horribly wrong. It does not end how you think it will. So watch it.
In other news, my Korean students told me my face looked fatter. Rude, rude, rude.
In even other news, Tiana put more photos out. Allow me to review them for you all, because I CAN.

These hurt. Seth had to carry me everywhere!

Not our most flattering picture of all time, but the lighting is pretty cooooool.

We look like were are going to eat each others faces off. Nom nom nom.

I think the tree is the focal point of this pictures. Stare at it instead of us, please.

I guess we are happy or somesing.
And that wraps up todays rant. Thank you for tuning in.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
FIRST BLOG POST EVER!
This blog is my lazy, self-absorbed way of letting everyone know what I am up to. It may be more boring than your average blog entries, but it also may be more fantastically AWESOME!
So…Seth and I were married Saturday. It isn’t every day that you become a newlywed (unless you have a chronic divorce problem.) I got to see some amazing friends, whom I’ve missed a lot. Still, I wish I would have had more time to visit with all of them. I had a sleep over with them the night before I was married, and I’ve realized how much I miss them.
Random: I made a temple worker cry after the sealing. Whoops.
The sealing was pretty darn neat. The sealer was a rather fun, verbose man that baptized my grandparents. I am glad he was able to marry us! Poor Seth is stuck with me forever now. Bwahahaha. Afterwards, my professional photographer/sister took a gazillion pictures. She has a tendency to make even ugly people look dang good. However, I am positive AT LEAST ten people told her to take a picture of my shoes. Did I mention my shoes? They were super high and not in the least bit comfortable.

(SHAMELESS PLUG FOR MY SISTER!!) Go see her work at tianagodfrey.com or check out Tiana Godfrey Photography on facebook. She is cheap and as talented as da best out dere.
For the reception, my ingenious cousins dressed up as Harry Potter characters, which was probable THE COOLEST OF ALL TIME. I was pleasantly surprised at their sapid choosing of characters. I caught a glimpse of Bonny Olsen trying to draw a lightning scar on Andrew Olsen’s forehead with a sharp pen, which may just cause a real scar. Wouldn’t that be nice?
However, now the reception cheesecake has been eaten and we have returned to Provo, Seth has gone back to school, and I have gone back to work. The cruel and tedious HIPAA requirements are the sole topic of my writing. By the way, I really am lucky. I enjoy having a “real” job.
Life is magnificent. I married my best friend; I have a super supportive family, perfect friends, a writing career, and cheesecake in my freezer. Life is good, yo.
So…Seth and I were married Saturday. It isn’t every day that you become a newlywed (unless you have a chronic divorce problem.) I got to see some amazing friends, whom I’ve missed a lot. Still, I wish I would have had more time to visit with all of them. I had a sleep over with them the night before I was married, and I’ve realized how much I miss them.
Random: I made a temple worker cry after the sealing. Whoops.
The sealing was pretty darn neat. The sealer was a rather fun, verbose man that baptized my grandparents. I am glad he was able to marry us! Poor Seth is stuck with me forever now. Bwahahaha. Afterwards, my professional photographer/sister took a gazillion pictures. She has a tendency to make even ugly people look dang good. However, I am positive AT LEAST ten people told her to take a picture of my shoes. Did I mention my shoes? They were super high and not in the least bit comfortable.

(SHAMELESS PLUG FOR MY SISTER!!) Go see her work at tianagodfrey.com or check out Tiana Godfrey Photography on facebook. She is cheap and as talented as da best out dere.
For the reception, my ingenious cousins dressed up as Harry Potter characters, which was probable THE COOLEST OF ALL TIME. I was pleasantly surprised at their sapid choosing of characters. I caught a glimpse of Bonny Olsen trying to draw a lightning scar on Andrew Olsen’s forehead with a sharp pen, which may just cause a real scar. Wouldn’t that be nice?
However, now the reception cheesecake has been eaten and we have returned to Provo, Seth has gone back to school, and I have gone back to work. The cruel and tedious HIPAA requirements are the sole topic of my writing. By the way, I really am lucky. I enjoy having a “real” job.
Life is magnificent. I married my best friend; I have a super supportive family, perfect friends, a writing career, and cheesecake in my freezer. Life is good, yo.
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