Today I’m in bed…sick. I left once to get a sandwich and to get my left over Dr. Pepper from the fridge. Yeah, maybe it isn’t the best thing to nourish me back to health, but back the freak off! It’s my only vice.

So naturally as I’ve laid in bed, I’ve been reading blogs. One of my favorites is Dweebist, written by a friend of mine from high school. Today, Dweebist posted this:

I re-shared this picture with the caption “I’m more afraid of turtles than anyone should ever be.” Because…I am.

When I went to Idaho over Christmas break, Scott so lovingly forgot to mention that his sister had a ginormous turtle that I think his family thinks is a cat, because the turtle wanders all over the place. Like the bathroom. I had to pick it up once to move it out so I could shower. I was terrified of touching it at all but I tried to be gentle and knew its head couldn’t reach me to bite, but then it hissed at me!!!!It hissssseeeedddd! I almost dropped it on the floor, but instead I set it down and then did a little scared/freaked out dance back into the bathroom while “eeekkk” ing and making dry heaving faces.

So, I’m afraid of turtles and will never have a giant one. That is all.


still taken

06Jan10

Obviously it’s been awhile since I’ve posted, and I mostly attribute that to lack of inspiration. I feel like I would rather have less posts with quality content that slam you with 500 posts about “my awesome life!” or “my awesome boyfriend” or “my awesome awesomseness!” (I think I’m having a hard time with some blogs lately, ha).

I have yet to be truly be inspired by something great, but I think you might find the following window into my life a little entertaining.

So, for the past two years, count em, 2 YEARS, my relationships have ended the day before New Years eve. The day before I’m supposed to be having a fun little night with my boyfriend where we get to kiss at midnight and clink our little glasses of Martinelli’s. Oh, and it also happened while on vacation…both times!

So instead of a romantic evening, I end up alone, or at least next to Berkeley and Cody making out, while I wallow in my singleness. I can’t resist showing you pictures of the relationship ending culprits, so here we go:

I won’t share names so I can give them some kind of privacy, but this was number 1. He was a wonderful guy and we had planned on spending New Years together in Vegas. Turns out, we were both feeling like our relationship had run its course. It was hard, but it was mutual and we finished our vacation out as friends and said our goodbye’s. Don’t hate him, he was great.

So this guy, you can be mad at. He dumped me while I was on vacation to visit him! It’s pretty funny now that I think about it just cause it’s so ridiculous that it happened AGAIN. And really, it makes for a pretty great story. At the time I was pretty mad though, ha. So…if you’re a single dude you reads my blog, make sure not to dump your girl on New Years. Or on vacation. Both are lame.

Lucky for me, this year I had this guy:

And I still have a boyfriend after going to visit him in Idaho.

Hope your New Year started out as good as mine!


When I talk about all my social media loves (ie: Twitter) I often get skeptics who think I waste away writing about what I’m doing all day in less than 140 characters. It’s only half-true though.

Twitter is more than a place for the egotistical, if you can learn to use it right. Twitter can become a networkers dream; full of experts of any subject and people who have the power to get you where you want to be. My Mom always told me, “It’s not what you know,it’s who you know.” Especially in my field (internet marketing) this is absolutely true.

Through my contacts on Twitter, I’ve made friends, had job offers, and secured my current internship at LotusJump.

I’d be happy to write about the importance of Twitter and how to use it if you so desire. Just lemme know.

This post, however, is about a few of my favorite all time tweets (your “status update” on Twitter). I thought they were funny, so hopefully they give you a good laugh or just make you nervous about me as a person (jokes, jokes!)

This is the first tweet I ever posted:
-baileyb801
thinking about stabbing myself in the head with a pen at work.
2:36 PM Sep 19th, 2008 from web

Sweet right? Ha.

- baileyb801
still not understanding any good reason for the WNBA
1:31 PM Mar 1st from web

And I still don’t.

- baileyb801
Dr. Pepper does wonders for my personality.
5:45 PM Apr 20th from TweetDeck

Yeah…

- baileyb801
It’s probably wrong my favorite channel is BET.
3:15 PM Sep 6th from Digsby

It’s wrong. I’m just a little white girl from Provo.

- baileyb801
Outsourcing the legwork of my homework to my little brother.
Time is money. I already know how to find things on the interwebs.
1:35 PM Sep 16th from web

One of my better ideas I think.

- baileyb801
Um, I don’t think you should post how stoked you are that your STD
results came back negative , on Facebook. Wow.
8:32 PM Sep 29th from TweetDeck

Really happened. What is wrong with some people?

- baileyb801
I might die when I’m 50 but at least October 1, 2009 was a good
day. Thanks Dr. Pepper and hot pocket breakfast.
10:44 AM Oct 1st from web

It was a good day.

- baileyb801
I think there is a talking toy Barney stuck under our couch. Every time
we sit down and move I hear “Hello, boys and girls!”
10:53 AM Oct 4th from TweetDeck

He’s  still there.

- baileyb801
The sister: “Is smarkle a word? It should be.”
12:51 PM Oct 4th from TweetDeck

This was from the 21-year-old sister. Not the 7-year-old. Hm.

- baileyb801
Reason to not eat in my bedroom: Just dropped my remote control in
sour cream.
6:39 PM Oct 4th from TweetDeck

It still works though. Yay!

- baileyb801
4 of the 5 preset radio stations in my car were playing Taylor
Swift simultaneously. This is not ok. Not at all.
1:30 PM Oct 7th from web

*Shudder*

- baileyb801
I think it’s true what they say about media influence. I watched
Tombstone last night and now I want to shoot anyone that bothers me.
4:51 PM Oct 10th from TweetDeck

Turns out it’s not the best solution.

- baileyb801
Naps are Christlike.
3:48 PM Oct 11th from TweetDeck

Amen.

- baileyb801
If you’re going to interview for a job, take the time to get an email
address that doesn’t have the words dancer, hottie, or sexy in it.
10:33 AM Oct 13th from we
b

I don’t think that girl got hired.

Well, those are some of my favorites that I knew I wouldn’t get in trouble for. Next time I might post some of my favorite Facebook status’. They are different from my tweets because I’m just THAT creative.

Hope you’re all having a wonderful holiday!


don’t be mad

14Dec09

Ok, so I am hoping The Russian isn’t going to murder me for this, but I need to tell you a secret. We don’t have many problems in our relationship. We never fight and the only time I’m mad at him is when he makes me go to the gym when I don’t want to and even then, I’m always happy after.

So the reason for the possible attempted murder you ask?

We have a serious problem with his being photogenic, and by that, I mean lack there of.

Usually, he ends up looking like this:

About 1:09 is where the comparison is eerily accurate

Lucky for us, we ended up with a good shot at my cousin’s reception in Utah:

Cute right?

So, we’re working on it. Hopefully I’ll be able to continue posting decent pictures. That is, if I still have a boyfriend after this post!


I stopped writing on my old blog because I started to feel obligated. I’ve chosen to feel no obligation to this once, hence my lack of posts. If it makes me a bad person, then fine. Because there are probably a lot of other reasons I’m a bad person, so might as well just add it to the list.

Like today for example. I was studying in the UVU library when a bird flew straight into the window next to me. I imagine the appropriate response would be “awww” or “oh no!” but instead, I laughed. Then I thought about The Office episode where a bird does that same thing and they have a bird funeral.

You want another? One time my sister was really bothering me. A normal response would be to yell for my Mom or something and tell her to control her child. Instead, I chased her around with a knife until she hid under the bed and threatened her life if she came out within the next hour.

The sister I tried to “murder” and I right after her wedding

Need more? The other day The Russian and I were at a stoplight waiting for the green. Next to us was a car with a lady smoking her life away. Instead of wishing she’d stop smoking, I wished she would die because she should have to suffer the consequences of her actions.

So I’ll admit it. Sometimes, I’m a bad person. Maybe with the buzz of Christmas and all I’ll find it in myself to stop laughing at hurt animals and wishing death upon others.

Lest you think I’m completely wicked, I’ve also served the homeless during holidays, spent countless hours babysitting my brother and sisters, making cookies for friends, doing services projects for the elderly, etc. I also love babies. A lot. I like to think it makes up for some of it.


woah oh oh

03Dec09

Just in case YOU don’t have a Grandpa who rocks it out to Single Ladies, don’t worry. Cause I do:


What you request for Christmas says a lot about you. For example, if I ask for a crack pipe, it’s possible I’m Lindsay Lohan. If I really enjoy watching crappy basketball teams losing a lot, I might ask for a pair of Clippers tickets.

I was really hoping you would judge me as such, so today I’m going to post my Christmas wish list. Or I guess, more appropriately, my anytime wish list. In no particular order.

This is a tiny puppy. I don’t really mind what kind of dog, just one that not only is born tiny, but stays that way. I would like to name him George Michael (of Arrested Development, not the homosexual from Wham!) or Kevin a la The Proposal.

This is an iTrip. It’s so I can listen to music on my iPod in my car, which does not have an iPhone adapter because it’s old school. It wasn’t really at the top of my list, but since my CD player stopped working in my car because it’s stupid and hates me, it’s moved up. A lot.

These are Twitter Tights. I want these because I’m a big huge nerd. I love them so much.

I would give up a lot of things for a Massage. My backpack probably weighs as much as I do, if not more, which leaves me wanting to chop my head off to relieve the pain in my neck and shoulders. The Russian does a great job of relieving my pain, but I bet he might like a break sometimes.

I’d also like him. Ryan Reynolds. For good measure.

So what about you? Any special Christmas requests?

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Continue reading ‘only in my dreams’


Oh gosh, I know it’s been a few days. Sorry. How do you like the new layout though? I’m diggin it but I wish I could go in and modify a bit but WordPress doesn’t like that idea. Lame sauce.

So the Vegas wedding was awesome. Tons of food, love, and most importantly, dancing. I love to dance. I was a ballroom dancer for about 10 years but quit around my senior year of High School. I still love it though. I’m sure I’ll dedicate a whole post to the wedding later with pictures included. Today is not that day.

Yesterday I spilled pink lemonade all over my car. Luckily my seats are leather. But, because I have stopped doing anything in my life and would spend all day in my bed if I could, the stickiness is still lingering. Anyone want to clean it for me? No? Hm.

I like posts A LOT better when they have pictures but sometimes I don’t have any that apply to whatever I just blogged about. So, if I’m lacking for any particular post, I’ll just give you a random.

This is the baby sister and I on a lunch date. We ate at Wendy’s then went to see UP. I think last summer sometime. She’s the best. I don’t hate my dark hair.


Alright people, it’s Las Vegas week. Las Vegas-Wedding-Bridesmaid-Birthday Party-Crazy time week.

I plan on having a good time despite my lingering sickness. I wish I could punch it in the face. The sickness, not the good time.

Last night I even applied lotion with a hint of self tanner so people don’t mistake me for Kristen Stewart…although I still see a resemblance. My whole life I’ve been “porcelain” as my Mom likes to say, but now it’s finally cool to look like a Vampire. I probably have a good 20 years before the gross-leathery-cancer infested-skin comes back full circle right? Not worried.

I’m sure I’ll blog while far and away, but I won’t make promises as one of my talents seems to be breaking them.


I’m at home sick today. For reals. Not when I take mental health days, but this time it feels like someone lit my throat on fire while pounding on my ears and face with a pink hammer (I feel better when I visualize it being pink).

On that note, I need some new hobbies. I want to learn to do things that don’t necessarily take a lot of time to learn but can keep me focused. I like getting distracted from my own thoughts. I want to have more creative outlets.

So, easy, practical, fun, and distracting. Ideas?