thinking, narrating

Today I went for a run. I ran on the track for a half hour, listening to Elizabeth Gilbert narrate her spiritual journey in India as I huffed and puffed my way through two miles (not an extraordinary distance, but I haven't been running in a while, so it seemed longer than usual to me). I stretched to the sounds of my "I Woke Up In A Car" playlist, and stopped the music to do a yoga pose or two before I left the RB. As I walked out, I thought about what music I wanted to listen to next; and, as I consulted myself on the manner it whispered to me that I didn't want to listen to anything but the sounds around me. I obliged.

I started to observe the things around me. The street was fairly busy on 8th north (going past the Brick Oven), and I compared wryly the difference between 7:45 and 8:45 on a Saturday morning in Provo. The people I had seen at the track were the dedicated ones, or at least, moderately so. They weren't perhaps hardcore, but I saw nary a soul, nor a car when I walked to the track an hour earlier, so I figure to being anywhere at 8am Saturday shows dedication. I looked at other things, the people walking by me (two guys and one girl, discussing an episode of Friends). I saw that the parking lot by the tennis courts was still empty. I walked, and observed, and listened to myself, my observations being articulated flawlessly in my mind by the ever-dependable Liz Gilbert, naturally (if I had listened to The Secret Garden during my run they would have been narrated in a cockney British accent, presumably by Dickens). My mind drifted to the less immediately observable, and I thought about our western culture, and how it is so focused on achieving as opposed to accepting. I thought about how much better I feel when I eat fresh veggies and how I couldn't explain that to someone without making it sound like I just would like to lose weight.

I thought, "I wish I had someone to share all my thoughts with."

that dweem wiffin a dweem...

Eliza and I talking about dating: common.
Remarkable quote: common.
Me remembering to write it down and share it with the world: unusual.

"I think that instead of learning to put on our own oxygen masks before we jump into a marriage, we think that marrige is the oxygen mask."-Eliza

This quote precipitated by an interview with Elizabeth Gilbert.

New room

My roommates kindly switched rooms with me and Katy, so I could fall asleep. Previously my bed was against the wall next to the living room.

Legend: (top right, clockwise)
Fall trees with path
Monet - Les Barques
Picture of awesomeness at the Vegas Bowl
The Muppets
Albert Einstien
"College as America used to understand it is coming to an end." (Please discuss.) NY Times essay contest, July 2007
Print out of illustration by Dice Tsutsumi

Don Quixote - Picasso
Lucy and Ricky Ricardo (Lucille Ball)
Thanksgiving hand turkey from FHE (everyone wrote compliments on it)
Quote from one of my pals to boost my self-esteem
Brooklyn Bridge - Andy Warhol
Set of prints of Mark Louis Weinberg (saved from exhibit at BYU)
Flier from The Ease show three years ago for my 21st birthday party
(Yes that is a Doug doll on my bed. He's been with me since seventh grade.)

High School Musical 3. And we are not ashamed.
B/W picture of Andrew McMahon. To remind me that there is always someone who understands.
Against the Sky - Robert Reid
Shelly Vrooman (Fitzgerald) and I at the TCU game a few years ago
Emily and I at the Brick Oven 4 years ago
Rachel and Carter's engagement photo
John and Ashley's Disneyland pic
and lastly
The Beatles.
There is a picture of Audrey Hepburn looking indecisive on my door.

The end.

Allergies

I am stuck downtown in my parents office because I succumbed to my allergies of furry things around 12:30 am New Years Eve. So Mom packed up supplies, and we went down to the office to camp out until my runny nose subsided.

I have yet to return home because I hate runny noses, and sneezing. Mom left this morning, and brought me food today, and I've been watching movies and chillaxing in her office in the recliner. It has been a one of a kind New Years.

My sole consolation in confinement has been this awesome video. I love it.