5.31.2011

Random Thoughts For Today

I'm back from the gym! It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. And yes, I was on time. And yes, I did manage to get a shower in before I went :) Go, runonsentence power!

And now for all the random thoughts that I haven't actually written down (but meant to) the last little few weeks:

Two artists I can NOT stand: Phil Collins and John Mayer. Shoot me now.

I've had more crazy sealife of doom dreams lately. (Shout out to old post! sea life of doom dreams!)

I recently read a book (Going Bovine) about a kid dying of mad cow disease go on some crazy trippy road trip to save the world. Libba Bray? You betcha. This book had everything from near death experiences at Disney World, potty mouth dwarfs prone to panic attacks, mad cow disease, evil snowglobes, really good jazz, a punk rock angel with a sweet tooth, a serious run-in with a happiness cult (who just so happen to run a bowling alley, and sing rocking happiness songs), spring break with YA!TV on a beach in Florida, trippy somewhat time-travel, and, maybe?- death. But first and foremost- my favorite--- a most excellent garden gnome who just so happens to be an immortal Norse God, and a very happy drunk. "Interesting" is a serious understatement. THE COVER HAS A COW CARRYING A GNOME. Can you get any better than that? I DON'T THINK SO.

I'm trying to work out an FHE around garden gnomes. Like, give people a gnome and a camera and have them go take pictures of the gnome doing awesome things out in the public. Yeah. Yeah. Awesomeness. I don't know just how to make it work yet. Nor how to convince Dionte to let me do it.

I actually haven't been to FHE for like a month now. Cause of school. I kind of miss it, but kind of not.

My head is oddly shaped. How do I know this? I can't wear headbands. They poke out at odd angles of emptiness because my head doesn't fill them out all the way. I also can't wear the elastic band kind, either. The back of my head isn't shaped right (apparently) to hold them, and the slip off with every little movement of my head. It's frustrating.

OH MY GOSH! BUDDY HOLLY IS ON THE RADIO RIGHT NOW!!!! I don't care what they say about us anyways, I don't care 'bout that! *rocks out*

Man, that was cool.

I also heard on the radio that Dolly Parton wants to do a duet with Lady Gaga, because "she's as outrageous as she is." Dolly, have you ever even listened to a Lady Gaga song? You must not understand exactly what she's been talking about. Sorry, girlfriend, but you're not quite in the Lady Gaga league. Keep dreaming.

I saw a cool picture on the news today of a girl who got bit my a shark on her thigh--- but just the teeth marks. Like it bit straight down and straight back out. It was awesome looking. And I'm really glad the girl didn't die.

I've figured out how to do "labels" on my posts now >>> I don't really know what they'll do, but it's kind of fun.

And I think that's it for today.

Oh, wait! Let me check my phone--- I store random thoughts there when I don't have my computer nearby. Smart right?

I already talked about the werewolf woman I saw at Chipotle... Oh, here we go: why is it that everytime two of your favorite stations are playing the same song at the same time, it's a song you don't like? Wait, did I already post that somewhere? Hm....

Notecards, toothpaste, socks, gummy bea--- oh wait. That's my Walmart list. Haha. Just kidding.

Oh- yeah, two weeks ago I found a dead bug in between the pages of my brand new textbook. I just so happen to think that's pretty lame. But, you know, that's just me.

Longest Run On Sentence To Date for hollysthoughts.com

I have so much to say and no time to say it.... ughsdiufhsklfjcsdk... So, just let it be known that I DO PLAN on updating all sorts of fun stuff, and life updates and random quotes and Libba Bray nonsense and a random picture of unicorns on the side of my chipotle cup and 60 photo challenge updates and other ironic and somewhat witty comments and observations I've had lately but right now I have to go shower because I have to go to the gym to take my assesment that I have to do before I can actually start working out which I really don't want to do-- the assesment, not the workout-- and I read a book that had a garden gnome in it that was actually an enchanted version of the Norse god Balder and it was awesome and I want to tell you all about it but I can't right now because I don't have time because I wasted this afternoon on Goodreads.com adding new shelves and classifing all my books which was fun but brain-numbing so I guess it wasn't actually wasting my afternoon but it took up a ton of time which I had planned on using to clean my room and possibly my bathroom because my bathroom needs it more but I really don't want to do it and yeah I now have to go take a shower in a dirty shower which seems kinda ironic to me but I guess I don't really have a choice because I don't want to show up to the gym already nasty smelling because that's just weird and I don't know where my membership card is I just realized, crap, and I should go find that because I need it to get in and I'm supposed to leave in like ten minutes and I still need to shower but I'm not showering or getting ready, I sitting here writing the longest run-on sentence ever, even though it's only taken me like five mintues to write it because it's basically a stream-of-consciousness which are really fun to write which is why I'm probably not stopping even thought I need to.

Okay bye.

5.23.2011

Utah Wifi... NOT!

In Utah!

So, the trip wasn't terrible! Nice, right? Five of us in the car (my cousin's Matt and Mike, my Aunt Lisa, my mom, and I) excuse me, it was a mini-van-- with tons of luggage and pillows all over the place (we're taking Mike to the MTC, after all, with all his mission stuff he's taking to sustain him for the next two years in the Phillipines). I curled up in the back, and guess what? I CAN READ MY KINDLE WHILE DRIVING! (*cheers insistently). THAT was a nice surprise.

So I napped, then looked around, got out to go to the bathroom a few times, and read and read. It wasn't miserable, for twelve hours :) Oh, I did eat a wheat-thin or two, as well as, um, *coughcoughanicecreamsandwhichandabottleofstrawberrysoda*. But I got my silent wish and we went to KFC where I got lots of coleslaw! Mmmmmm. KFC rocks.

Anyways. So here. In Utah. Orem, actually. Sitting in the Holiday Inn Express. Apparently there are multiple ones, so I'm not saying which one unless there's some crazy stalker guy reading this. Not that I expect that to be happening, but you never know. (If you ARE a creepy stalker guy- or, um, person- I'M ON TO YOU.)

My mom's ordering dinner via delivery service, seeing as my Aunt Lisa took the car. It's just me and mom here for now- Steph's coming tomorrow afternoon, and we're going to party like it's going out of business!

Wait... that doesn't make sense. I think I meant we're going to party like it's "going out of style." Or possibly we're going to party like "nobody's business." Yeah. That's it. Anyways. We're going to party. Except for the slight problem being that my mother is coming down with a cold and was secretly nauseous the entire trip. Not good, not good. "But we're still going to have fun, dang it!"

Anyways, what I initially came here to write WAS: so, needing to get online to see what our food delivery options were, I pulled out my computer and pulled up the list of possible networks to connect to. There were your typical fivehundred for the hotel (why can't it just be one?), and other random ones, like SETUP and Anna T's network. My favorite? "Free Wifi... NOT!"

Did I mention we're right next to student housing for the college? Yeah. That's why.

I mean, Nooooo, we're not near any student housing.... (unless you're not some creeper person. Otherwise, yeah, we are.)

The funny part? There's no security code to the "Free Wifi... NOT!" Which means, essentially, it is free wifi. Go figure.

5.22.2011

Important Questions and The Abnormal Condition of Fungus in the Nails

Why is it...

Why is it that the second I open my textbook, I get sleepy?
Why is it that packing is so much more fun than unpacking?
Why is it that the internet is the most epic learning tool, and yet also the best form of procrastination?
Why is it that grated cheese taste better than normal cheese?
And why is it that stolen grated cheese tastes better than non-stolen cheese?

Important questions, important questions.

(In other news, I'm packing for Utah tonight! And no- I'm not currently procrastinating homework- I just finished! Proof: I now know that the term for the abnormal condition of fungus of the nail is onychomycosis. Onych= nails, o=combining vowel, myc= fungus, osis= abnormal condition. Med term is like playing word-part puzzles! It's so fun! [And now I'm going to hate it because I just said how fun it was. Dang.])

5.21.2011

Drivel (with flair!)

I want to have a massive one of these and stick it on my forehead.
So I should be doing homework right now, but instead I'm coming up with good things to do to procrastinate. I don't think I spelled that right. Oh well. I don't spell most things right. Although I am a stickler for grammar. (see above picture)

This is also very true.

Hey, yeah, and why did facebook stop doing flair? I miss that. Getting all those funny buttons... I had some funny literature ones. And pirate ones. I do like pirates, have I mentioned that?


and this one--- I like this one:

 Yes, I do have all my favorite flair saved on my computer. Because when I printed my journal two years back, I made the inside covers full of funny flair buttons, and it turned out quite nicely, thank you very much.

Anyways. Back to the not-doing-homework thing.

It's all due tomorrow night at 9pm, but I should get it done tonight, because tomorrow we're going to my cousins farewell talk at 9 in the morning, and won't get home until, like, 4, and then I still have to pack because we're leaving Monday morning. BAH. But I really, REALLY, don't want to do it right now.

It's not like it's hard. It's just that I have to pay attention, and I'm sleepy. I have to, like, remember what I've read and comprehend it and stuff. Um, no. Not going to work. Besides, Diego's passed out on my lap, and am I going to kick him off just so I can grab my text book? No, no I am not.

And did I mention my Itunes BUSTED AGAIN???? Seriously, I think I'm done with Itunes and all things Apple. It ALWAYS does this. And I don't think it's worth it anymore. I'll invest in other electronic devices, thank you very much, since yours SUCK SO BAD. dckjsajefiowjfklasdjfsdmhfiwaevfinuesadiklfdifogioshadkjf *grumbles angrily under breath*

In other news, I'm quite enjoying my Kindle. Except for the fact that it doesn't have any of the Harry Potter books on the kindle program. (Boooo, hiss) And, I actually deleted a purchase I made the other day. I had gotten an urge to buy a certain book that I've wanted to read for a while, and since it was only a few clicks and a scroll away, I bought it. The next day, I went back and cancelled the purchase (I hadn't read any of it yet), so that's $8.99 I-sorta-but-really-didn't-spend. I felt sorta proud with my thrifty decision. Just don't tell my dad. :)) Though he'll probably just read it on here.

So, I'm on goodreads.com, which I LOVE, but I joined a bookclub called Book Buying Addicts Anonymous. It's quite amazing, since everyone there also has the same problems as I do, and we talk about how our families think we're crazy and how throwing books away is an awful sin (it hurts my soul even to think about it-- If you don't want it, at least DONATE IT, or if it's complete crap that should never have been printed in the first place, AT LEAST SAVE SOME TREES AND THROW IT IN THE RECYCLING BIN). Do love.

And now, I think I'm going to go read (not my textbook) and go to sleep. I'm tired.

And that's my pointless drivel for today. Foodnight! I mean, Goodnight!

5.17.2011

Day STEPHANIE

May 17, Day 27 - A picture of yourself and a family member.

Well, how convenient: I was planning on putting up this picture anyways, but it just so happens to be STEPHANIE'S BIRTHDAY, and I was going to dedicate a post to her... well how about them apples?



HAPPY BIRTHDAY 22nd, STEPHANIE EMPEY PETERSON!

So, I was thinking of random things today about Stephanie, and random memories that I have, most of which either I or she would be embarressed of if I put on here... hahaha... So then I was thinking about one time, when Steph came home from college for the summer, or maybe a visit, I can't remember, during her first year at USU, and we went to go see The Simpson's Movie together. And now I'm thinking how dang weird it is that we saw that of all movies, because honestly? I've seen like, maybe one episode ever in my lifetime, and I'm sure Steph's the same, but we were all stoked to go see this movie. And I remember it being funny... It just struck me as funny today.

Anyways. Steph is awesome, and I wish we lived closer, and I hope she's not too sick anymore while carrying her dear little baby girl, and I'm so proud that she graduated college, and I've always looked up to her maturity and her in general, and I love that she's married to a guy who appreciates her and does cute little things for her like makes her oragami flowers and awesome "happy last day of school ever" posters, and I hope her future is as awesome as she is, and I can't wait to spoil her babies, and I think she is going to be one heck of a wonderful mother, and, oh, and she's beautiful, did I say that?

Can't wait to see you next week, sister! We're going to party hardy!!!

Love you <3

More Maggie Makes Me Smile

(originally posted at my darklightlullabye.com)


GOOD NEWS!!! (said in a sing-song-uber-excited-voice)

Just got wind of NEW BOOK from MAGGIE STIEFVATER (possibly my all-time author love)!



On her blog (which I read on goodreads.com--- thought I should do some citing here), she says: "Oh yeah, and it's a standalone novel (not a series), with blood, beaches, and kissing. My favorite that I've written so far. Ever."

(Side note: For some reason, I thought it said LEECHES instead of BEACHES, and I was like, "YEAH, RIGHT ON!" with a little fist pump, and was almost disappointed to realize it was beaches. Idea for your next book, Ms. Stiefvater? I'd be so stoked. Apparently I like leeches...)

But for her to be so excited about it makes me want to pee my pants while I do my little excited-happy-chair-dance that everyone makes fun of my for, because YOU KNOW IT'S GOING TO ROCK. I think it's impossible for Maggie Stiefvater to write anything not extravaggantly excellent full of beautiful, lyrical writing that just sucks you in and refuses to let go unless you've thoroughly swooned.

And can I just say, as much as I love series-- more delicious Stiefvater writing to soak up-- I'm stoked that it's a standalone. It seems like no one does these days in the YA world, and I kind of miss it. Actually, I really miss it. I loved that back in the day with Lament, she did a follow-up with Ballad. It wasn't exactly a continuation of the same story, but a whole new story about one of the lesser characters. It was like they could have been two standalones than a series, and I really liked that.

So The Scorpio Races won't be available until October 8th, from what I read, but I for one can hardly contain myself from building a time machine so I can go pick up a copy (stopping only for a copy of Forever, of course.)

For more semi-creepy Maggie Stiefvater love-ranting, see here for Lament and better yet, here for Shiver and Linger, which apparently Maggie found out about and Tweeted about back in the day and WOW that was a long link.

That was probably the best review I've ever written, because I've never felt so passionate about a book like I did then. Obsessive? Maybe. Creepy? Yeah, sorta. But oodles of fun.

5.16.2011

Rule of Life

I don't know where Lizzi got these, but I laughed when I read them :)

THE MOST IMPORTANT LIFE RULES.
If you follow them, you will find true enlightenment.

Rule One: Be friends with people who can get you free food.
Rule Two: Don't get caught doing anything stupid.
Rule Three: If/when you do get caught, don't do anything stupid to make it worse.
Rule Four: Always play good music.
Rule Five: Eat Cookies.

Rule Six: When you aren't friends with people who can get you free food, find a way to steal food that is both quick and effective.
Rule Seven: Learn how to play the guitar. It is both cliche and attracts members of the opposite sex.

Non-Perks of Kindle

Downfalls of my new (purple!) Kindle:

1. There's no clock. I can't tell when I've spent 3 hours reading, or 4, or 8...

2. No page numbers! What? Just a "63%" (or whatever %) line at the bottom... So, I can't tell just how thick any given book is that I'm reading. Huh.

And thirdly, and most importantly: Having a brand new book instantly at your fingertips (and paying $8-$20 for it) is easy as

click, scroll, click, click!

It's waaaaaaaaaay too easy to buy books when they're magically at your fingertips! You can have a new book in ten seconds, delivered instantly. While incredibly handy, TEMPATATION IS TOO GREAT!

May 14-16

May 14, Day 24 - A picture of something you wish you could change.
The stupid gnat problem in this house!!! There's always bugs in my shower, and I hate it! Ugh, it makes me itchy and paranoid just thinking about it...

(this was the friendliest picture of gnats I could find... uggggh)


May 15, Day 25 - A picture of your day.
Literally my day yesterday. And today. Notice the purple in the background? That's my pillows and comfortables, because I'm lying in my bed. Why? Because it's raining, therefore, I my body is screaming in pain (ergo, I am not at church). Secondly, I thought I'd knock my Medical Term homework. ...5 hours later... I get to move on to Medical Assisting homework. Joy! (I don't think you can see, but Diego is passed out on a stack of my papers. Also, there are bite marks on the corners of all the books, and my laptop. Why? He gets jealous when I've got a book/laptop on my lap, so he bites them because he knows it'll get a reaction out of me. Secret smarts? It just might be.)



May 16, Day 26 - A picture of something that means a lot to you.
Easy. Family.
The Harris Clan (My mom's side of the family, who we're really close to. This was a few years ago, therefore the distinct lack of Greg)
(Do you see my grandparents in the middle?! LOVE THEM!)

The Empey's and the Newly Made Peterson's

5.13.2011

Woof

Last week, while Mom and I were at Chiptole, I saw a manly woman with the phases of the moon tattooed around her ankle. Secretly a werewolf? I think so.

And a few more days

Day 21 - A picture of something you wish you could forget.
(The fact that I haven't written any of my missionary friends... like, ever... I feel so terribly guilty)


Day 22 - A picture of something you wish you were better at.
DANCING.


Day 23 - A picture of your favorite book.
"Favorite" is such a relative term... But I like "The Mortal Instruments" series quite a bit. It's the new Harry Potter-phenemenom. And I totally spelt that wrong.

5.10.2011

More 60 Day Photos

So, I'm really bad at this whole "posting every day" thing. Whoops.

May 4th, Day 14 - A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without.Um... um... I don't like these sentimental ones...


Yeah. I went there.
 May 5th, Day 15 - A picture of something you want to do before you die.Sneeze with my eyes open.

May 6th, Day 16 - A picture of someone who inspires you.
Stephanie Aurora Clark Nielson
Check out her awesome blog about her life after her near-fatal airplane crash, and the major brun injuries. (PS- she's an awesome Mormon)

May 7th, Day 17 - A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently.Those crazy Mormons... no, actually, missionaries. Like I've mentioned, I've been going teaching and contacting with the (sister) missionaries a lot lately, and that's had a big impact on my life these past few months.
 

May 8th, Day 18 - A picture of your biggest insecurity.

I now have a new picture to love

 
May 9th, Day 19 - A picture of you when you were little.
Um... I currently don't have that on my computer. I'll work on that. But I was a DARN CUTE BABY, let me tell you...

May 10th, Day 20 - A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel.

5.05.2011

Hot Weekend

So, I don't get to go to Logan to see my sister graduate college, and I'm pretty bummed about it. I have classes that I can't miss, however, and can't go up to Utah and see Steph and Greg (and the bun in the oven, my niece).

And since I will be hanging out by myself this weekend, I thought I'd come up with some fun things to do. Like...

And...

As well as...

I can't come up with anything. My life is that lame.

So Diego and I are just going to chill inside this weekend, trying not to die of heatstroke. And that's about it. Maybe we'll get crazy and drink some soda or something.

Woopppeeeee!

(Actually, I really don't mind any of it. Kicking it by myself is how I've lived most my life, so that's why I'm not so into this free weekend thing. I FEEL like I should be more into it than I am, so... yeah.)

And that's that.

Although I am worried about the heatstroke thing. MAN, IT'S HOT. I feel like I should be dipping Diego in a bowl of ice water every so often, what with that mass of dark fur and stuff... but he just shot me a devilish evil eye look, so I'm thinking that's a no.

5.03.2011

Libba Bray on How It Feels To Have Writers Block

Oh, Libba Bray, how I do love you....

WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HAVE WRITERS BLOCK
"The Ever-Popular I Suck Playlist
 One of the things that continues to surprise me about the writing life is how bloody impossible it can seem at times....

....Usually, I get a sense that this is about to happen because I become agitated and completely avoidant. I will whimper and pace the way dogs do before a bad storm. There will be a few days, maybe a week or two, sometimes even a month, in which the writing feels terribly stilted. False. Awful. The equivalent of small talk at a party where you don’t know anybody and you can’t leave yet because somebody else is driving, and so you just have to keep standing in the corner holding on to your sweating seltzer glass saying, “Really? How interesting. I did not know that about elephants.”


I hate this part. Hate it. These are the days when I come home with the comic book dark cloud scribbles over my head, and when my husband asks me how the writing’s going, I sigh and press my head against my palms and moan, “Terrible. I can’t figure this thing out. I don’t know anything about writing books. You have to tell them I don’t know how to write books. The last five books were a fluke, and now it’s over. Over, I tell you. I’m so sorry. I tried. I have to go watch The Simpsons now.”

If this part of the writing process were an iPod track list it would look like this:


Track #1: I Suck
Track #2: I’m Not Smart Enough to Write This Book
Track #3 No, This Is Different
Track #4: Maybe I Could Become a Firefighter/Gravedigger/Finger Puppeteer
Track #5: I Suck, Parts IV-VIII
Track #6: Why Can’t I Write Like (Fill in Blank)?
Track #7: This Doesn’t Happen To (Fill in Blank)
Track #8: Will You Help Me Fake My Death/It’s the Only Way/My Life in a Storage Unit Medley
Track #9: I Suck (Extended Dance Remix)
Track #10: What Was I Thinking?
Track #11: This Is Hopeless! (DJ Flail ‘N’ Whine Mix)
Track #12: So Overwhelmed I’m Underwater
Bonus Track: Also, I Hate My Hair"


AMEN TO THAT. It's So. Ridiculously. True.

Thank you, Libba Bray, for making my life a better place.

Roaring Twenties

So, I had an awesome birthday; thanks for all your well wishes :))) Also, Diego had a great birthday, too, if any of you were wondering. When I was eleven I decided that his birthday would be the day before mine, because that's just awesome (we'd been told when we bought him he was born in April, so I eventually decided the date. Because, you know, I have those powers). He is now 13, and I am now, as my father put it the other day, leaving the teens behind and entering my roaring twenties.

My grandma laughed when she heard this and then proceeded to demand that I roar. I just laughed.

(I don't think I could really roar if I wanted to.)

But since I'm twenty, I thought I'd pay homage to the delightful 1920's...

Flapper Style!

That's me there, on the left. Making the uber-weird face. Like any normal day.

:))))

Days 11-13

Day 11 - A picture of something you hate: ASPARAGUS. Ewwwwww.


Day 12 - A picture of something you love: Bubbles. Duh. Everyone loves bubbles. Have you ever run into someone, and they're like, "No, I don't like bubbles..."? Exactly.




Day 13 - A picture of your favorite band or artist: Gotta pay tribute to Weezer. My favorite of the Middle school/High school days. I haven't even listened to their past, what, three albums... but I still have a deep love for River Cuomo. (This is the picture from the first album of theirs I got-- The Green Album- Christmas morning!)