i can never decide if my blog is going to be cryptic, negative, or ridiculously frivolous. today, it's a little of all.

it's a little bit cold in my office building. and my back aches a lot today. and my hair is giving me all sorts of problems, did you know?

so i'm already kind of grumpy. my apologies.

and then there's just the fact that Utah is the worst place. it's the best, but mostly the worst.

i've moved all around over the last year. and i finally settled somewhere that was close enough to be comfortable but far enough away that i didn't have to deal with the pangs of familiarity and memories, etcetera.

but my life followed me here. i go to church, and guess who's there. i drive home from work and guess who's there. i take a nice summer stroll to chili's for dinner with my sister and GUESS WHO'S THERE.  there's always someone, somewhere, and i'd like to know what life would be like if it just wasn't in utah, you know?

and also, the marriage thing.

i won't get into it right now, but really, the marriage thing is such a thing around here. i get silly questions like "why aren't you married yet?" to which i say "because i'm a teeny tiny baby, are you kidding me?" or maybe "boys are the number one stinkiest type of people." or possibly "mind your own damn business."

but if i hear one more person say the biggest perk of being married is sex, or refer to a ward directory as a "menu," or if one more teeny tiny baby like me gets married, i may just run away.


i may just run away.