i just found out the best thing about AK. apparently, his senior pictures were taken by locklear photography, which is owned by the brother of heather locklear. a certain brush with celebrity.

definitely feel like most of my friends are stuck around the mountain man phase. i topped out at fauxhemian and lately i’ve been appalled at how much i no longer care about my clothes, hair or makeup. it’s kind of sad. most days i look like a complete wreck.

samsanchez:

im looking but dont seem to fit anywhere here. possibly the scenester without the tat and the twee without the glasses…? but even than, it doesnt do justice, i just dont think i was ever a hipster. i do see a bit of all of these in me, so maybe like, i always tried and it never worked out?

#hipsterfail

moralone:

i may be a combo of the Mountian Man & The Williamsburg, crap.
the full bearded dude w/ the v neck and iphone.

designlife:

Saw this in paste magazine. This is great. I may be The Williamsburg. Where do you fit?

babies!

juliesettje:

“thank you God.
for it all.
thank you for friendships that generate you and for the ones that don’t.
thank you for the ambiguity of life and the moments to lay hold of.
thank you for the memories that never leave and for the ones that hurt.
Somehow, in the grand scheme of chaos and un-clarity, offering it up to you and declaring it all as yours puts this beautifully unclear end-cap on it all resulting in my surrendered peace. Driving here made me want to laugh more, and sing louder and be goofier and break down all walls of being individualistic and alone. I use these walls to fortify some kind of useless, invisible, powerless shield. Letting go of my Christianity and my mental efforts has never been so freeing - knowing through faith and by the grace of You and the sacrifice of Jesus 2,000 years ago that I am righteous in Your eyes. What baffles me even more is that I’m not just innocent or righteous but above all else I am loved by You greatly. To earn this love has taken nothing. To accept this and know this is a constant prayer. But whether I’m living and breathing and walking in the reality of the Gospel of Grace that is Present, or if I’m trapped in some confused lie of being a freak or unworthy or even without Jesus, all of it is Yours nonetheless. I give it all to You.
You have proven to orchestrate ugly things into things whole and complete and beautiful. Not always by changing them, but often by changing the one that views them.”

on august 7, 2010 i will become Mrs. SK.

coffeeandacasio:

heartbreak warfare - john mayer

(via Clark Westfield)

tomorrow, the ak and i embark on a 14 hour, 1 minute (according to google maps) journey. it’s a little home for the holidays up in my office right now! i’m trying to determine our route, how much $ we’ll need for tolls, etc.

the plan is to leave kcmo at 7 am sharp tomorrow, roll into chicago around 3 pm, get some chicago-style pizza, spend the night at KK’s, pick up sister bird and head the rest of the way to akron, oh. exciting times.

we’ll spend the rest of the week eating turkey, playing speed scrabble, visiting with friends and family, and of course, family concert (video to come).

i think we’ll try to stop at the world’s largest truck stop, in walcott, iowa (pictured above).

Shane writes an open letter to non-believers, as published in Esquire Magazine.

last night i was kind of tricked into seeing new moon. i mean, i dunno, that’s probably giving myself too much credit. some friends of ours wanted to see it and for about 20 minutes the ak and i were swept away in some kind of weird twilight hysteria. by the time we came to our senses, we were sitting in the theater waiting for the previews to start. 

i intermittently laughed and cringed at the overwrought dialogue, adolescent moping and sparkly-vampire drama. i’ve never read any of the books or seen the first movie, so i’ll admit: i don’t get it. that being said, i hope everyone out there who is a fan of this saga realizes that edward and bella aren’t in love. they’re in a co-dependent, borderline emotionally abusive relationship, and if my teenage daughter found herself mired in the kind of angst and depression that bella experienced, i wouldn’t let her stare out the window for four months straight. i’d send her to counseling.

the only remotely cool things about this movie were jacob’s hair before he cut it, and the volturi. honestly, i would have had more fun watching 130 minutes of footage that cut between jacob’s hair blowing in the wind and the volturi acting superior and creepy. oh yeah, and the other good part was the bon iver/ st. vincent song.

in conclusion, let me leave you with some quotes from different reviews of this movie:

I can’t comment on the acting because I didn’t catch Pattinson, Stewart and Lautner doing any. They basically primp and pose through the same humdrum motions they did before.—Peter Travers (Rolling Stone)

All three lovers are so joyless, it’s hard to imagine why any of them would want to spend eternity together.—David Germain (AP)

The Twilight Saga: New Moon takes the tepid achievement of Twilight, guts it, and leaves it for undead.—Robert Ebert (Chicago Tribune)

As Edward, Pattinson is all pale passion and tortured restraint; his eyebrows, like muskrats determined to mate, hunch together in the middle of his sunken face; the few times he smiles, it looks as if it hurts, and he still seems reluctant to move his mouth when he talks.—Nancy Gibbs (Time Magazine) (muskrats! omg!)