the sum of all funs.

tayo,

where to begin?

i'll start at the beginning and see where that takes us.

last weekend, after andy visited you, he visited me.

and i made him a sandwich with the cheese

we've kept in the fridge for 2.5 years.

it was a feast. much like thanksgiving

without the thanks or the giving or the turkey,
and with 2.5 year old cheese.
and no one ate anything.

i went camping,

but the only photo evidence i have is

of cortney and i trying to take pictures

in the back seat while going through

pockets of shade and bountiful sunshine.

see?

i worked a lot,

which meant moments like this

with one of the top 5 funniest people i know:

i had a superb 24th of july,

complete with breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

and cliff jumping, fireworks, and the greatest

sports movie to ever exist ever.

you went to a wedding here in salt lake,

and i went with you.

and scott.

and we got just the right amount of photo evidence:

all in all, i've learned about 2 life lessons,

which are these:

are we allowed to post inspirational

graphics on our blog?

of course we are. it's our blog.

don't be mad.
byeeeee.

living my own LA story.

taylor b.,

it's a great big world out there.

i can say that only because

i managed to leave my little apartment TWICE today.

(see video below)

though you already know,

i will insert a side note here for

those who don't know:

i moved to LA.
it feels just like home though
since i have a red couch.

now that we have that covered, 

let's talk about what's happened.

i drove more than i have ever

driven in my life.

10 hours to phoenix

then 6 hours to LA.

why phoenix, you ask?

as I explained on snapchat:

and on instagram:

(once again, i'm with scott.)

in phoenix, i learned 3 main things.

1. it is hot there.

2. it is hot there.

3. it is hot there.

no jk.

2. the best things never last.

(sorry for breaking you, thatcher)

3. scott is related to "jack"

(yes, i used "air quotes" for you)

as seen below with thatcher and featured in {this} vintage post.

small world...

now,

in LA I also have learned 3 main things.

1. every job has its pros and its cons.

pros: making contacts, learning stuff, being in LA, free rent.

cons: babysitting a child who has a problem with pooping his pants.

oops.

2. no matter where I am, 

life is more exciting with andy mockler involved.

(Yes I am talking about {this} andy)

need proof?

we went to dinner and found this sign:

so.... should we call the number?

probs.

3. i have awesome friends and family.

scott was nice enough to help me move out.

when I took him to the airport today,

it hit me how grateful I am for everyone

who loves and supports me.

sorry to get all sentimental and stuff,

but I guess it's what happens when you 

enter the real world.

anywho,

i miss you.

and provo.

but mainly provo = you.

(and yes, that IS a reflection on my social life.)

love and kisses (wink wink),

taylor o.

a tale of the finer things in life: part iv.

taylor o,

time flies when you're having more fun

than you've ever had in your whole entire life.

storytellers are dramatic. 

it's july 15th if you didn't already know.

i'll start by saying this:

provo just isn't what it used to be.

i'm not entirely sure what i mean by that,

but it just feels right.

all i know is,

here i am,

sitting on the couch that we no longer share,

thinking about how we're no longer roommates

and how i could really go for a good grilled cheese.

on that terribly depressing note,

 here are some things to chew on:

1. i had the greatest fourth of july of all time.

we were together for part of it.

but that was the last night i saw you.

it seems only fitting that the last thing we did together

involved me mastering the "goofy fall" into the pool

while you critiqued it, on america's birthday.

2. i went on a road trip with your family and you weren't there.

it worked out though, because i love the mountains

and your family. and i'm pretty sure they love me,

but you can't trust anyone these days. except for ourselves

and our families, so, moot point.

and, in case you don't remember THIS:

i included a photo for your viewing pleasure. 

also, i'd just like to say that, a good idea 

would be for us to bring back air quotes.

you know, put "quotation marks"

around "things" that don't really need "them."

all the blogs are doing "it" these days.

i mean, i don't really know what else to say.

my life is hollow and meaningless without you here

rocking me to sleep in my sanitary pajamas,

or encouraging me to, "go ahead. have an 11th cookie."

but such is life.

lots of people have just been asking lots of questions
about what i'm going to do in DC.
to make things easier, i've drawn up
a structured response that touches
on all the reasons i'll be out there.
they obviously include investigating gang warfare
in its unnatural habitat, interning for a congressman,
and firing up some politicos with a few good racial
slurs at the washington monument.
so, nothing that different from my life here.
except the internship part.
unless you consider napping a kind of internship,
which i do, so, catch-22. 

anyway,

if you need me, i'm available via iphone 4s (so, imessaging),

email, real mail, smoke signals, or pony express.

(this is me trying to be available to you).

or gchat probably. but less and less these days.

k bye & xoxo,

taylor b.