parking places are hard.

we spoke in church today,

and were accidentally late.

but not for our talks,

just for the meetings before our talks.

why were we late?

because we drove around for a half

hour looking for a parking spot.

a half hour is about how long it takes

to check every single parking lot on the BYU 

campus, in case you were wondering.

we finally found one. 

too bad it was probably a longer walk

than just walking from our apartment.

that's okay though.

we had some jerusalem buddies 

over for cookies and dough,

because they came and watched us speak.

that's what you get.

last night, taylor b. went to a jazz game

with a random stranger she met at work.

and also, did she mention she sat on row 2?

nope. well, she did.

as in, the jazz players sat on row 1, 

and she and the stranger (kim tanner from jackson, WY)

sat on row 2. 

i think it's safe to say that was a good decision.

anyway.

tonight we had game night at the dollhouse.

here's proof:

here's more proof.

this one's in black and white to represent

the artists within us:

that's all.

what's your flavor?

in typical taylor fashion, 

we've been out of food since we arrived 

here in provo almost 3 weeks ago.

how and what have we been eating?

that's a good question,

to which we have an answer.

how?

like everyone else.

one bite at a time.

sometimes a swallow.

what?

that's where it gets a little bit tricky.

water, milk, chocolate, tuna w/BBQ sauce,

cookies, frozen waffles, stove-top hot chocolate,

frozen (fake) meat balls (that become unfrozen

once we warm them up in the microwave),

and rumbis leftovers.

all that sounds pretty gross, right?

well tonight we sunk down, down, down

and managed to pick up some 7 layer burritos

from taco bell. at almost 10pm.

so unlike us.

but really, just exactly like us.
because that's what we do now. i guess.

don't be mad, though.

we're just on campus for 12 hours a day,

working on important things like homework

and music projects of various varieties.

and sometimes just plain working.

life is tough.

good thing our stomachs are tougher.

the young and the sleepless.

many genres of pop.

this is an important article.

every woman should read it.

every man should too, actually.

enjoy.

READ THIS ARTICLE!!!

vibration nation.

another boring post with a funny picture.

how come the funniest things are

also the most truthful?

i dunno. think about that one.

everyday i'm shufflin'.

and that's all she wrote.

now i know this is for real.

it's a new year,

but nothing new is going on.

except for a couple things.

remember this guy?

he is coming home. in 34 days.

february 13th, exactly 25 months after he left,

give or take.

we've started classes, been to mexican restaurants,

watched basketball games, celebrated taylor b.'s 21st,

attended church, and now, we've blogged about it.

we have some nw yrs rezes, and one of them

is take more pictures and blog more stories.

and also we're going to be nice to others,

accept first dates,

eat more desserts, and less desserts,

celebrate more holidays,

and have more adventures.

so, here's to nothing.

and here goes nothing.

bai.