leftovers

there are 3 staple articles of clothing that i bring with me on almost every trip i take: pajama pants, sweatshirt and an over sized t-shirt. together, these make up the most comfortable trifecta known to (wo)man. these are leftovers from ex-boyfriends, and sometimes could be considered the best part of them. these 3 articles are from 3 previous relationships. 2 of the pieces are from big time ex's, the other piece doesn't deserve the title ex, he's more of an "eh".

i went out to arizona recently and when i was packing i remember scrounging to find that overly loved t-shirt... then i caught my self asking why. why do i need this so badly? why must i always have this t-shirt/ sweatshirt/ pair of pj's when i go away? *gasp* oh now... why do i "need" them? (insert deep thoughts about feelings and all kinds of crap) (psychology, gets me every time)
i "need" them just like i need my bright red stilettos, because i have a relationship with them. i love them, and they make me happy.

• pajama pant guy: boy went AWOL after we broke up. i would see him around and i don't think even catching your best friend making out with your boyfriend could have felt more uncomfortable than this encounter made me feel... every time i bloody saw him. the worst. he got over it soon enough and got married to some fresh meat, and now he's happy... at least i think he is. he defriended me on facebook. (wonk, wonk, wooooooonk)

• t-shirt guy, a.k.a. the "eh"... i tried to give his clothes back. i didn't even want them, which is kind of a huge thing since guy's clothes are the most comfortable in the world. however, he's severely conceited, so while we were hanging out for the last time, he forgot about them and traipsed off to play with his purposefully disheveled hair. i'm keeping them because i plan on never seeing him ever again. if i do ever see him, well, i won't so that's that.

• sweatshirt guy: we're actually wonderful friends now, and he knows i'm never giving that blessed sweatshirt back and i never even once attempted to give it back, along with another few t-shirts i took... in fact, i wear that thing in front of him and relish in its warmth and happiness. i know, sorry buddy.

i certainly don't treasure these items more than any other articles of clothing, but they were free and they come with a handy-dandy memory or two. and sometimes, just sometimes, i feel like i got the better end of the break-up... i get the joy of being warm and comfortable all the time. what else could a girl ask for?

legen... wait for it... dary.

recently, i've become mildly obsessed with how i met your mother. so obsessed that i might even have the theme song as my ringtone... i might. this is what happens to me when regular tv goes on a break for the winter months. to me it doesn't completely make sense since most viewing audiences are college age and they have a month long break to watch all that tv they put on hold. dumb.

anyway, how i met is an new all time favey fave. i got season one on friday the 14th and i was already on season 3 by tuesday the 18th... you may judge. hmmm... i'm completely in love with ted mosby and i want so desperately to have a barney in my life. i kind of want to be/actually am robin, fear of commitment and all, and lily... she is a nut job and i love that. well not to bore everyone, all 2 of my readers, with that nonsense, i say all that to say, tv makes me never want to grow up. i mean, i do really want to, but at the same time i want to live in an apartment above mclarens and meet everyone for beers everyday, whenever i feel like it. i know i live in a world where people my age rarely do grow up, so this seems at least plausible.

ted mosby, architect

but then i'm conflicted with my love for old movies and colin firth. colin is always a responsible, smoking HOT, man who just lets the world ride on his shoulders. i also want to be with him. i just saw the king's speech --see it, it's amazing. even with the speech impediment he's still so suave and, well to be frank, or sue, delicious. pride and prejudice sparked my interest in mr. firth. i even sunk as low as an amanda bynes movie, just to watch him look wonderful. it's an illness i have. i also seem to have a thing for taller, dark and handsome. if any of you are out there, you know where to find me... or at least to contact me. jk, but really.

love at first ruffle

scruff + colin = BAM!

i love ted and i love colin. i can't choose between the two, and i don't know if there is any way that could make me. these are my hollywood dream stars... well them and ryan reynolds... and jude law... and...

Boys, boys everywhere!

This post was to be for yesterday. Today will do though...

I have some of the funniest friends ever. They're witty, incredibly sarcastic, intelligent, and a wee bit ridiculous. These are my boys. I wish I had a picture of all of them to make this process easier, but I'll suffer and make this post crazy long and pictured out!

josh

This is Josh. I posted something earlier about him because I was showing off his rad art skillz. Josh, affectionately referred to as Chino/Cheen, is one of the funniest people I know. He is always super happy, and perpetually wants to have fun. I have so many memories with Josh and weird late night adventures that have resulted in, "What just happened?!". He can make a joke out of anything and doesn't know a stranger. Recently, I've had the GREAT privilege of being his arm candy at events that he gets to go to for free (boy's got connections). I love him and you should too.

chris

The next funny boy on my list is Chris, aka Kratzer. He is a tech junkie who is a lover of video games and pop culture jokes/references. Chris is one of my most favorite people because I see making him laugh as a challenge. Also, making him upset, but not really upset, is hilarious. He has the greatest reactions to every situation and is always making me laugh (I've got a thing for funny people). He also has a great website that I already linked you to, so hit that junk up! *deep v-er

Travieeeee

This, ladies, is Travie. He is super precious, funny, and adorable. Travie is sadly off in Auburn, living the dream/breaking bones. Travis, Kratzer and I have some of the funniest memories together. He's kind of like my daredevil friend. "You haven't done this? LET'S DOO IT!" Not all of our memories are like that, but the ones that I remember best involve something ridiculous going on... a Cheen is typically in there somewhere. Trav is an AMAZING drummer and a lover of the fit. He's just a doll. *deep v-er

Pizzle

This is JP. Where to start... well JP plays a plethora of instruments. He jams on the bass, the guitar (acoustic or electric), the mandolin, and sometimes a ukulele. He travels to India a lot and loves almost everything obscure. He likes to be unpredictable... I'm not sure how that's working out for him, considering I can't guess his next move (wink wink). Fun fact: we both used to love having long hair. PTL he shaved his off, thus displaying his unpredictable behavior. He loves history and he loves to correct grammar. Also, he loves a practical joke. He's very good at pulling them off too. Beware.

@suth

Sutherland is my bike riding buddy. He is way smart at everything technological. He has a multitude of websites and is amazingly talented. He also is a mad skateboarder. I don't understand skateboarding, but when he shows me his injuries, it certainly turns me off from ever trying it. He's silly and he got me to think about how I eat pizza. Tomatino's is our home base for eateries. This past summer, I spent many a morns with him riding bikes through Old Cloverdale and swimming in his pool. OH! He's also an amazing photographer. We used to have FFF, Friday Foto Fanatics, with Jenna... then we got lazy and Suth deleted his facebook account. All that to say, Sutherland is wonderful and crazy talented.