yeah yeah...

i know i know.
but seriously...watch this.
these are freshman boys. they go to my school.
and i really don't like miley cyrus, but i do like creative people that take boredom to all sorts of new heights.

bedazzled.

i may or may not be listening to my roommate "define the relationship."
ADORABLE.

so adorable
THAT
i just ran upstairs to tell my sleeping andrea.

and we'll see if she remembers that in the morning.

amour is in the air, my darlings.






they are deciding facebook details now.
i love this.

all the pretty girls

tonight i'm serving myself a big pile of my own words.
because this is nate from fun/the format.
and boy is he looking pretty goooooooooood.

it's amazing what a good haircut and some arm toning exercises will do for your record sales.

a little bit like mark wahlberg?
who woulda thunk it.

oh to be at the supermarche...

i don't mean to turn this into a youtube regurgitation blog, but this is the new obsession for the week.

ivy on the walls

i'm at work blog-stalking (naturally), and i find a treasure trove of blogs.
blogs written by amazing seamstresses.
mothers.
wives.
photographers.
artists.
teachers.
you wanna know something?
i went to high school with all of these people.
all of them are younger than me.

i'm going to go drown my under-achieving sorrow ("i'm totally more sad than you") in orange soda.