So what that the guy I met at the bar is moving to Minnesota...
He was still incredibly hot.
Good times, good times.

Measure your life in love.

Do you believe in karma?
Is the world black and white or shades of gray?

Measure your life in love.

Everyone seems to be posting them, so I figured that I should as well.
1) Stop living reruns.
2) Broaden and deepen my social circle
3) Throw more parties with Carla Jean
I figure... these look good...

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If you grew up in Birmingham, the X was as much a part of your life as high school football and walking the Summit. It was the first place that you heard Alanis Morsette's "You Oughta Know", the only station playing Jewel's "You Were Meant for Me" and the first place that played John Mayer (and who could forget that extra-sexy version of "Your ( Read more... )

Homecoming week is a week of bad singing and drinking on Tuesdays.
Homecoming week is costumes and parties and dancing till three.
Homecoming week means little sleep and pretty dresses.
And it definitely means floats.
Homecoming week is the week your mom warned you about when you were eighteen.
In conclusion, I love it.

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No longer will I ever think it is impolite to trash talk after a football game.
Damn Knoxvillians.
Thank god for sitting with Bama fans in that horrific seventies inspired stadium.

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That was one of the best concerts I have been to in a long time.
First of all, EXCELLENT company. Both on my left and my right.
Secondly, better seats then I could have ever gotten by myself.
Third, good times on the drive there and back.
I hope Josh Ritter/Jamie Cullum is that good!

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I love it when my mom sends me leftovers. There's something about making a bag of rice, dumping it in with some chili and cheese and hot sauce, and calling it dinner.
Cause, no matter how many restaurants I go to, they still don't cook like my mommy.
(Yes, that means like a Northerner.)

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I have done cardio, pilates, yoga, and dance for a month. I feel stronger (ARGG!! WON'T LIKE HULK WHEN SHE'S ANGRY!!) but I don't know if I have lost any weight ( Read more... )

I think every single part of me will ache tomorrow.
But, the gym was awesome anyways.
So yay for trying not to be fat and lazy.

Measure your life in love.