Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Monday, October 19, 2009

Mayorzee dotes and dozy dotes and little lamzee divey. A kiddlee divey too, wouldn't you?

That's definitely what I've always thought the words were. Is that the point of this song?

Tuesday, October 13, 2009


Just call me the gatekeeper.
I received an email today from a girl I barely know who used to be in my ward, asking me to send her money because she's stranded in Europe, having lost all of her money and identification. I wrote her back asking for some info to verify that it was her, knowing it was probably one of those scams where they hack into your email and mass email everyone in your address book. The creepy thing is that I got an email back! I emailed back and forth with this character, but they wouldn't verify anything, just kept asking for help. I've since called the girl and she's aware of the problem. What is this world coming to?! I'm conversing with a hacker, in plain English, and I have no way to catch them. Well, I say bring it. Once again, world, I'm here to tell you that YOU WILL NOT GET MY MONEY, AND I WILL NOT HELP YOU ESCAPE JUVY!


Friday, October 9, 2009

Ghost of Me Past

I have a stack of CDs in my office, some of which are unmarked discs I've found when spring cleaning or something. Today I put in a blank CD and expected some forgotten music mix....but imagine my surprise when it came up titled "June 16, 2005" and contained only 10 files, all of which are pictures of me. All in the same setting, same clothes, etc. Just me. They look self-timed and probably had a purpose to them, but I don't remember doing that at all, nor do I know how they ended up on a CD in my office. I'm so freaked out.

So, apparently this is what was going on in June, 2005 (you may need to click the picture to see these fascinating details):
--This was 6 months after returning from a 4-month eating binge in Italy, so I look rather chubby here. It's nice to know that my wrists don't have dimples anymore
--I was still wearing lip liner
--My Dad's office was in serious need of a remodel
--Acne. That must have been when my acne started, and it hasn't let up
--A strange, little girl-ish hairstyle. But I had a great hair color I don't remember having. I might have to get that back.

My next unfamiliar CD is called "Road to Self-Discovery." I'm terrified to see what's on it.