Kyle Smith

Kyle Smith if... when you read this you better laugh because I dedicate part of this blog to you. Yesterday I was at Celebration and there was a guy playing the bongos that looked like you and so I waved at him. Granted I was sitting in the very back, and he was on stage, and every time I waved at him he was praying. But still... so then I started thinking about this summer and the time that we saw a bear by the dumpster. You pulled up in your Jeep and yelled at me to get in the jeep because I have bad ovaries. It still makes me laugh. Or when I sang Butterfly kisses to you on the mega phone while you were pooping. Those were the good ol days :)
So thanksgiving came and left. It was fun. We had family up and some friends. My roommate came with me and her and I had amazing talks. She actually cried, I was like good job Heather. Make your roommate cry on thanksgiving, I'm an idiot. But it was fun.
So I'm still house sitting and it's getting kind of old. Have I mentioned that the dog that lives here is gay? No it's true. He always tries to mount my guy friends. But he also licked Stacey's feet which... come on friends lets be honest who would want to be near those things? Ugh I just vomitted.
Well I'm off to be productive... which means probably get on my phone and talk with someone :)

Christmas Carols

It's true I am already embracing Christmas Carols. They put me in such a good mood. So I'm house sitting right now, until Dec. 1st and a block from where I'm house sitting was a homicide. They didn't find the guy yet,but I'm hoping he comes over. :)
It's been a really hard few weeks, I for sure feel so overwhelmed with everything. And I am already looking for where I am going to live next year. Is that a bad sign? I for sure can't live with 6 other girls again. That's TOO many girls! I plan on either getting married, or moving out to sacramento with maybe only 2 or 3 girls. Since I won't be getting married... EVER... I'm looking for aparments.
I've been watching Oprah a lot and I just love that woman, I have decided that I am going to be the next Oprah, only I'll be white. And I'm going to be the next Ellen Degeneres, only straight. AND I got an email from Francine Rivers a few weeks a go, I for sure almost peed my pants!:) Anyways it's almost thanksgiving and I'm freakin excited to have a home cooked meal.

HEYYYY

So it's me. I'm here. I am now a blogger. Hey look at me. So Stacey hooked me up to this internet course... deal... technology is amazing these days. Look we can all be friends. I plan on writing only when I am intoxicated. The ovaries are sucking my life away. Stacey tried to beat out the anti christ, but he's still alive and kicking the little soccer player. He's due any day now. Right... well... okay. I'm pretty tired. Stacey are you tired? Ya I'm tired. Okay. I will be more entertaining on the dance floor. Peace.
P.S. I have no idea what i'm doing or saying, but stacey and I laughed. and I just urinated on her bed. :)