--the thing about college is that there are quite a few men with beards. i always did want to fall in love with a man with a beard, but not one that thinks he is a genius, or one that is 40. those seem to be the only two options around here. i guess that instead i will fall for chuck bass, since i am watching him always anyways (evenduringalecture). he will be a complete ass for a week, but then everything will work out and he will pretend to be charming by buying me a watch. that is how it goes in this world of high fashion and trust funds.

--i am shaking all the time because of the grande americano i drank this morning to stay awake. it was the americano that caused me to try and start my car with a house key, i bet. the americano also caused me to laugh out loud over and over on trax. that probably was because of npr, too. they had a wrestler as their special guest, and he had starred in a succession of movies where he beat people up for kidnapping his girlfriend. now there is also a life.

--last night, as i was driving through sandy, i watched ten undercover cops that were actually US marshalls speed past me. living in salt lake has showed me more police drama than ever before. i've watched a man drive away from the cops, i've seen four men getting arrested, and i've managed to never get pulled over. i guess at least one of those things is good. i've also started to really appreciate driving anywhere at midnight. it's always gorgeous around then.

--sometimes i love standing around a warm kitchen and talking the very most. whether it is about my crazy family or the public in general, that feels like a huge part of home to me. i sometimes miss it when i leave, even if i know that it is just fifteen minutes away (and that i live there on the weekends as well). i'm blessed to know the people that i know, and i can't stop smiling about it all the time.