tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44953450715933748272011-10-04T13:57:13.688-06:00because life is for laughter, love and music! :)emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.comBlogger821100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-12736729028830099822011-04-28T10:04:00.007-06:002011-04-28T10:29:57.628-06:00

once upon a time i thought to myself, "man, i wish there were some way to open up schedule so i could go to the gym regularly again -i really miss running!..."to which God responded bygiving my boyfriend afull-time, night-time summer jobthat would neatly cut outany possible chances of meever seeing himever again...ever.......He thinks He's sooooooooo funny....!

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-62157328313784298502011-04-26T23:32:00.004-06:002011-04-26T23:50:16.192-06:00

i'm celebrating my recent reunion with my blog with a GAME!so, to my very limited number of friends who used to read my blogbefore i got out of the habit of writingwho might possibly read this and get a kick out of it:i will give you a candy bar/carton of ice cream of your choiceif you can guess what song (& artist) thisi-may-not-make-it-through-sunday-school sketch came from!*it's that

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-17090500149302525202011-04-26T17:10:00.004-06:002011-04-26T17:13:22.661-06:00

Today I learned how to open an un-openable file. Some people trick their email into sending zipped files they wouldn’t normally be able to send by changing the .zip to .zi or, in my case, .zi_ . If you try to open a .zi_ file, you will get an ugly error that will convince you your computer hates you and has no self-esteem. But if you ask the all-knowing-buddah namedGoogle ,*insert heavenly

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-23039230021095670292010-12-06T15:29:00.006-07:002010-12-06T17:06:56.777-07:00

...just accept that you never knewthe real definitions of 'success' and 'failure' anywayand move on! :) my life was described last nightas a series of'perfectly orchestrated disasters'and, as funny as it was,it was also a seriously humbling realization.so often when everything has gone wrongat the exact WORST time possible,and i thought the world was sure to end,somehow,the greatest changes of

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-44571076606139426552010-12-04T01:35:00.003-07:002010-12-04T03:35:38.440-07:00

this is not the first time i've had this kind of conversation with someone,and i'm sure it won't be the last,however i had it several times over the last weekso i need to vent a little right now.what is so wrong or naive aboutbelieving that people are,in general,GOOD people?a friend and i were discussing some of the harder things we've heard in the news lately and i said something to the effect

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-90792649595626095512010-12-01T23:34:00.003-07:002010-12-01T23:37:26.382-07:00

music is one of the greatest bonds in my family -we get it strongly from my mother. our sense of humor, however, we get from our dad. :) MERRY CHRISTMAS!! :D http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/view/focZeTJqPsAX1J98

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-34092936462523268442010-12-01T13:50:00.005-07:002010-12-01T14:44:14.689-07:00

it's DECEMBER!!the month of joy, cheer, snowandCHRISTMAS!! :D and this yeari am DONEwith pretty, polite and quiet christmas-ness!! this year,i want to see awesomely themed christmas sweaters! i want to see elves,red outfits with white fur trim, striped decorationssparkly garlands,hot chocolate,cheesy christmas music,gingerbread houses,bed-time storiesnativity scenes,carolingand home-made

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-46330333271317811282010-11-23T15:54:00.006-07:002010-11-23T16:20:21.556-07:00

first off, after some research,i discovered that "bated"really IS the correct spellingover "baited"because it comes from"abated"which meansto lessen or reduce or put an end to,which is exactly what you are doingwhen you hold/slow your breathout of expectation, anxiety, or caution -thus, you "bate" your breath. :) THAT being said,and with the state's worst blizzard in history looming over the

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-39382700893701352812010-11-19T15:40:00.006-07:002010-11-20T14:48:53.595-07:00

dear mr-guy-friend-who-only-took-me-out-once-and-never-expressed-any-further-interest,we are friends,and i'd like to keep being friends,so please take this with all the lovea friend can give:please do NOT act all weirdwhen you overhear that i've been taken out by other men.also,please do NOT come aroundand get all awkwardin an uncomfortable attempt to"bring up" the girl i saw you with at the

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-26515011760349544952010-10-21T17:09:00.002-06:002010-10-21T17:11:01.569-06:00

http://studiolushboutique.com/It's gonna be cool and stuff from ArtisanMaskers will be featured there! :D

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-83329474155648733702010-10-12T12:29:00.005-06:002010-10-12T13:46:35.863-06:00

it came to me in a dream.ok, not really - i wasn't even asleep yet.i had just closed my eyeswhen suddenlya sassy euro-techno beat popped into my head.it was catchy!it was awesome!!...made me want to do a little dance!!however, it was really distracting considering i was trying to relax and drift off into dreamland...i enjoyed it for a while,but i started to lose my patience."could we please turn

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-20118793417630639302010-10-08T15:25:00.011-06:002010-10-09T10:41:35.124-06:00

my friends and i are long-time maskers, but i only recently began doing it as a full-blown hobby like they do. we sell our creations on Etsy and the hours i've spent in the last few weeks with a hot glue gun in hand, sparkles in my hair/eyes/nose and feathers stuck to my clothes have taught me alot. here just a few...1) if at first you don't succeed, take it apart and start over2) everything has

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-19463623145442717732010-09-28T17:14:00.002-06:002010-09-28T17:33:41.500-06:00

I would like to thank everyone who came to our booth today requesting information about the amazing company I have the joy to work for.I would also like to send out a special thank the few of you - two in specific - who made my day at your campus particularly unforgettable.and I do mean, unforgettable.To My Fairy-Rock-Father:You were an inspiration to me today, Fairy-Rock-Father. The way you

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-72442745067457435582010-09-22T12:11:00.004-06:002010-09-22T12:23:36.121-06:00

*warning: if you don't know who Greg Behrendt or Liz Tuccillio are, go read their book. it's the bible of dating. the end.)Dear Greg,So I meet this guy and we really hit it off! We talked for several hours and he helped me take my car to the shop all in the same night. It was really fun! I didn’t hear from him for a while, but I figured he knew where to find me if he wanted to. A few weeks later,

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-23361716777298205372010-09-15T23:25:00.005-06:002010-09-16T00:29:56.645-06:00

i was out of gasand it was cold.i was in a hurryand i pulled up to a more pricey AND shadey gas stationsimply becauase it was on my way,i was in a hurry,and i really didn't want to end up on the side of the roadin the very near future....did i mention i was in a hurry?i hopped out of the car,wishing it were better lit,but thanking the heavens for card readers!......until i realized they were all

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-80065579142841340632010-09-12T22:28:00.007-06:002010-09-13T00:36:14.576-06:00

i don't believe in pity parties.the confetti is always puce(which actually means "flea" in french - noting the bug's reddish/purplish-brown color)the cookies are always dryand the ice cream has already been melted and re-frozen so its sticky and gross.in short, they're lame.so, as a general rule, i make great efforts to avoid themand today was a perfect exampleof how awesomei DON'T succeedat

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-32669439237934079782010-09-08T23:54:00.003-06:002010-09-09T00:34:25.876-06:00

hello little blog! yes, its really me!! and yes, i realize its been forever since i wrote! and no,im not going to spend a post apologizing and promising to never do it again :) (cause really, lets be honest here, it probably will! lol) and now!in no particular order at all!... ...here's 5 life-lights i thought you'd enjoy written on you!: 1) i absolutely love my new place! it was tragically

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-7885553051289873822010-08-04T14:18:00.006-06:002010-08-04T14:53:01.680-06:00

a dear friend of mine shared the secret of success behind her 15 years of marriage.about a year after their wedding, she and her husband were at her parents for dinner. she expressed her desire for a new purse and her husband responded with incredulous exclamations about how she’d just bought her current purse a few months ago! how many does a person need?!what a waste of money! etc etc etc…at

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-76378063969834011282010-07-28T11:23:00.002-06:002010-07-28T11:28:13.049-06:00

chocolate-covered almonds are one of those little miracles that lets you know god loves you. (well, god, and whoever was nice enough to give them to you.) the end.

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-8852637177473189652010-07-15T01:36:00.007-06:002010-07-28T13:46:02.388-06:00

is a pet rock named lester.he must be heavy and portable. i will tuck him away and carry him everywhere and tell him everythingand he will still be a rock. he won't die of being over-watered or under-sunned like my desk plant. he won't dart out into the street and refuse to come back to the house like a certain puppy i know. he won't bite, he won't change, he won't need to go outhe won't wilt, he

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-70504025934732935252010-06-16T12:05:00.003-06:002010-06-16T12:11:16.294-06:00

our office is currently playing host to abionic alien.yes. it’s true.and what’s worse –i think i’m the only one who knows. this mammoth of a machinesimply appeared in our mail room one dayafter our other printers all“conveniently”started having jamming problems.everyone thinks he’s here to save us from dreadful print jobs!...i, however, am not so sure.surveillance plans are already in placeto

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-14411157727778754472010-06-10T23:43:00.003-06:002010-06-11T00:43:27.968-06:00

it's been a while since i blogged - don't worry, i haven't stopped being opinionatedor having musings about life, love and other mysteries - i've just been unable to find the time to put my funny thoughts up for the world to see :} ...tonight, tho,im kinda pensive. i can hear fire trucks outside my houseand i wonder whose home is on fire or if someone is in danger.i wonder if they'll be ok. i

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-67169557440664996512010-05-26T00:53:00.008-06:002010-08-04T14:30:14.482-06:00

today i recognized a guy from my work(as he rode his motorcycle down university ave)soleyby his chops. yes, his chops. from behind, no less!!yes, i am that awesome,and yes, so are his chops.

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-20181300619939777682010-04-30T00:17:00.005-06:002010-04-30T01:01:56.566-06:00

"nothing is going right!""everyone is mad at me""people won't like it"generalizations and absolutes are tricky beasts.they create these walls of abmiguous 'realities' we can hide behind.hide?...ME?!well, yeah - i mean,how can you protect yourself if you don't know what the danger is?how can you fix a leak if you don't know where the crack is?how can you change your situation if you don't

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-33906292096301468612010-04-27T16:29:00.010-06:002010-08-04T14:36:25.827-06:00

i'm going to the happiest place on earth this saturday! :Dit will awesome just like disney movie!![minus the dreamy spaghetti scenes... ;) lol ]i simply cannot wait! (oh, and did i mention MEXICO after that?! no? well its true!!)YAY!(ps. no posts for two weeks - what will i do with all my funny thoughts?! lol)

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-10485771260860155222010-04-19T11:34:00.004-06:002010-08-04T14:35:19.165-06:00

they're all mocking me.taunting me.walking to work before 8am,i discover that during finals weekpajamas are the cry of freedom on campusand I'm still a prisoner.i can sense their overly comfy smugnessas I run to work in business slacks,metallic sandals,a dress shirt,my hair in an up-do and- heaven forbid -with makeup on!...and what's more…they know its killing me.i envy the deep flannel cocoons

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-34378742837801602182010-04-12T16:27:00.007-06:002010-08-04T14:38:45.046-06:00

so there we were -meand the boy i'd been sitting next to all semester. he's a super nerd,but really nice.and a good-looking guy. i thought,"he's pretty cool. we should go out. we’d have fun."but i listened to gregand waited. “if a guy is really into you – no matter how shy – he will ask you out!” i trust my own innate hotness enough to believe that’s true. :) so, i didn’t ask him out (or try to

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-77718664899237771662010-04-12T11:38:00.015-06:002010-04-12T12:16:01.882-06:00

our mission: 1) make certain the cinnamon tree lounge felt nothing like the cinnamon tree lounge.2) get everyone out of their shells with crazy tricks and talents.3) give out awesome prizes!4) give everyone a reason to dress up like the foxy ladies and slick men that they areand5) serve up the best mocktails ever invented!! * over 100 classy people served!* TONS of hilarious raffle tickets

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-11409186815945330792010-04-08T10:38:00.005-06:002010-08-04T14:39:33.961-06:00

dear world,my grandfather sang this to my grandmother as he left for war:he wrote her beautiful letters about the work, his travels, and how desperaetly he missed her.he wrote her almost daily, expressing how much he loved her,how she'd changed his life, and said once that when he saw her again, he'd squeeze her til she turned blue and her ribs crushed like unto macaroni!they were dreadfully,

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-8702302057872042982010-04-06T23:49:00.014-06:002010-08-04T14:40:49.696-06:00

pet peeven. (Informal)Something about which one frequently complains; a particular personal vexation.we all have them.we all hate them.we all love to hate them.and some of us have some really funny/true ones!ex. take my mild-mannered friend, Aaron, who secretly loathes......people who use the tall fountain to fill their waterbottle with people waiting behind them. (there IS a a midgit one a foot

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-61413741014553692172010-04-05T22:29:00.015-06:002010-08-04T14:42:32.904-06:00

This sight greeted me Easter Morning as i arrived at my parent's for family conference breakfast:and i remembered a wonderful story that changed my life!!..."once upon a time,my mother had 4 daughters to recognize at our 'new beginnings' night!angiejana emilyand whitney.each mother was asked to bring a fake flowerthat represented her daughter(or daughters)in some way.then a bouquet would be made

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-13224639491044267862010-04-02T09:11:00.008-06:002010-04-02T11:27:03.163-06:00

"My life flows on in endless song:Above earth's lamentation,I catch the sweet, tho' far-off hymnThat hails a new creation.Through all the tumult and the strifeI hear the music ringing;It finds an echo in my soul--How can I keep from singing? ......No storm can shake my inmost calm,While to that refuge clinging;Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,How can I keep from singing? ...I lift my eyes

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-4310412030851265892010-04-01T09:40:00.005-06:002010-04-01T09:57:01.051-06:00

i had a very productive day yesterday wherein i finished and printed off a 5 page papermy state taxesa study guideand my 1 page portuguese article write-upthat was due at 5pm! then i proceeded to revise my 5 pager, mail my state taxesstudy for my upcoming testcomplete my student ratingsmark an appt with a career counselorapply for more jobscheck the lost-n-found for my hot red shoes(no luck

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-19508146622797848642010-03-31T10:12:00.004-06:002010-03-31T10:32:41.521-06:00

forgive me, i'm going to share something a little more personal today.i found an old email i sent to myself called "moths and lilacs" -it was a journal entry that i typed out via email for some reason then completely forgot about.so here it is - the names have been removed, so simply be aware that right before this took place, i had been in the company of a couple whose marriage i was unhappy

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-87756762111599847262010-03-30T08:57:00.011-06:002010-03-30T09:39:59.338-06:00

POLL RESULTS! "is your life best described by..."my reactions: 1) i was completley surprised at the first-place tie for international drama and tim burton! who knew my friends live such fantastical and awesome lives?! o wait - i guess i did - that's why i like you!...2) i wonder who the sole male figure was who read my blog and voted for an explosive action film...3) i am encouraged by the fact

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-61386115071165630612010-03-29T11:45:00.008-06:002010-03-29T11:53:52.057-06:00

this is a bit late, but for st patty's day this year, it was TIME for a traditional IRISH DRINKING CONTEST!! me against 11 guysCHUG CHUG CHUG!! o wait - and WHO won?!ME!! never underestimate the power of a determined gorgeous woman! march is almost over - may the luck-o'the-irish stay with ye throughout the rest o'the year!

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-91675322996172156232010-03-23T11:09:00.010-06:002010-03-24T10:44:49.298-06:00

graduation is on the horizon and it has kind of forced me to reevaluate what it means to be me. what it means to be happy! i live a full and busy life as a student and it gives me a lot of satisfaction! for as taxing as it has been to work to put myself through school, take full-time classes, have a calling, participate in my ward, spend time with my family and still have a social life (which i

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-10339118605274156332010-03-19T10:13:00.007-06:002010-03-22T11:12:56.927-06:00

last night i dreamt i slapped a guyso today i have to come clean -i've always secretly wanted to that!i realize i'd never actuallyWANTto be in a situation where it was needed!...(ex: an encounter with a scary stranger,a a guy who gets fresh with me,or someone insulting meSO deeply that i actually felt it was nessecary)...but i can't denythat part of me wishes i could try it! ;)anyone else feel

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-7344451033275645512010-03-17T08:26:00.001-06:002010-03-17T08:30:17.273-06:00

goodbye sweet thomas house - how i loved thee!...

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-51410111641965547672010-03-16T10:01:00.007-06:002010-03-17T10:18:43.143-06:00

when i was 15, i slipped coming down a wet hill after PE and destroyed my ankle.it was agony.my lower leg, ankel and foot all swelled to about 3 x their normal sizeand remained so for well over a month.my sweet sister rushed me to the hospital to get help and a diagnosis.after all the tests and xrays, the dr finally came in to discuss my injury."well," he said, as he clucked his tounge and shook

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-88329085700038348642010-03-11T12:02:00.004-07:002010-03-11T12:11:02.476-07:00

can someone PLEASE explain this to me??forgetting the inconvenience it causes every time i open the fridge here at work and it falls out,(after which i always graciously put it on the counter,even though it always ends up back where it will surely fall again when i next go to fetch my lunch!...)it STILL begs the question:...WHY?

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-88266949969658250902010-03-10T09:58:00.007-07:002010-03-10T13:02:55.728-07:00

i absolutely love this short!firstly, because it's funny,and secondly, cause you should NEVER underestimate the Power of Positive/Kind Words!have YOU validated someone today? :)

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-83456085927438164522010-03-09T08:23:00.012-07:002010-03-09T09:59:37.713-07:00

does anyone else frequently wonderif they're living in a bad movie?not because my life is bad,but because often i find myself in some of the mostunbelieveably impossible situations!last weekend was one of those moments.THIS WEEK'S EPISODE: The Stalkerthe scene opens with emily chatting over facebook with her roommate...sara: emily, do you know prof x?emily: who's that?sara: *sigh* he's incredibly

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-30120939549288971792010-03-05T09:44:00.022-07:002010-03-05T11:16:16.183-07:00

opening statement:today i come before the court to put forth my curious caseand ask for a sound judgement. the debate:is there an unseen mechanism that cycles my dating lifeor am i just crazy?the plea:i seem to live in a precisely timed pattern of feast and faminein relation to men (and i really dont think im crazy)!the facts:1) i'm a fun, spunky, pleasant, charming, hilarious, easy-going,

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-37259912442258314462010-03-01T10:21:00.006-07:002010-03-01T10:48:28.956-07:00

today is my first day back at work(since the dismal attempt last monday)and, really,i have to laugh.(well, either laugh or shake my fist at the sky,so i'm choosing to laugh.)dealing with the residual affects of mylabrynthitis means thatbeing at work is exhausting,i need to wall-check when i walkand focusing on paperwork is hard,but i'm HERE! :Dso, if the day wasn't going to be difficult enough,it

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-59460139480046689962010-02-26T14:11:00.011-07:002010-02-26T14:29:53.321-07:00

...is that it reminds me of an etch-a-sketch. =because when i want it to switch screen views, i get to shake it!i am aware if i wait a few moments after i turn it it'll re-orient itself, but where's the fun in that??:) ...o my mercy...i just realized - my itouch has better sense of space right now than i do! Lollollollollollollol!...

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-57638262289452125292010-02-26T00:33:00.005-07:002010-02-26T00:50:51.227-07:00

common indicators that i am unwell:1) uncommon and extreme exhaustion2) unable to function normally or consistantly3) inability to focus or complete tasks4) feeling helpless and overwhelmed5) crying like a tragic little 5 yr old when i can't perform at my accustomed level...according to theemi-sick-o-meter,and tonight's unpromising events,i'm not recovered yet......and am still a danger to myself

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-70355794049553231732010-02-25T12:49:00.007-07:002010-02-25T15:15:10.147-07:00

i have a bee in my bonnett todayafter my roommate pulled a classic stunt i saw daily while teaching workshops in brazil."my roommate is amazing." i told a visiting friend. "it's true," she joked."it's really hard being as amazing as she is." i added"seriously!" she returned, "and i'm not just beautiful, i'm also smart and wonderful!" "it's a hard life when you're as wonderful as her!" i

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-52903314618280935032010-02-21T10:59:00.012-07:002010-02-21T12:01:09.982-07:00

contestant #1: ...what is "an uncontrollable desire to watch David Bowie all day?!"alex: i'm sorry, that is incorrect.contestant #2: ...how about, what is "an unnatural compulsion to dance around in tight leggings and 80's eyeshadow with a slew of muppet minions?!"alex: not correct either, i'm afraid. contestant #3, what is your guess?contestant #3: ...um...what is "the sensation felt when one is

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-73447841002564577552010-02-17T12:52:00.005-07:002010-02-18T00:01:26.564-07:00

cause i get sucked in, that's why! i get emotionally involved!i become easily moved by a perfect flip on a half-pipe, a solid landing, or a flawlessly executed triple-lutz!i find myself holding my breath, white-knuckled, glued to the TV, desperately willing my hopes of success and happiness on these people who i don't know and aren't from my country. and lastly, because no one but equally

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-39258457188620701472010-02-16T10:18:00.008-07:002010-02-16T11:54:56.854-07:00

according to our very scientific poll, we have discovered that the majority of the people i know (at least, among the 8 who read my blog and voted) are words of affirmation people! :Dhere's the break-down:Words of Affirmation: 5 votes (62%!)Sevice: 0 votes (0%)Quality Time: 3 votes (37%)Physical Touch: 0 votes (0%)Gifts: 0 votes (0%)for those of you who don't know what any of this means, the

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-66324391505358676572010-02-16T00:10:00.004-07:002010-02-16T00:40:45.985-07:00

...going door-to-door with valentine's for everyone in your ward!...teaching my roommates about things i love - namely eyeshadow and guitars...singing with a group of people in the middle of the day for no reason...fresh, warm laundry...mmm!.......cleaning someone else's house!...having little prayers and concerns answered...having a dance-party in your car where you all sing into inatimate

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-90554888648349829422010-02-12T12:52:00.003-07:002010-02-12T13:12:52.848-07:00

this week our little dept of Risk Management was evicted from our happy little home in the Thomas House. for those of you who don't know where this slice of heaven is located, take a look directly south of the Marriott center. the cute little house nestled on the crest of the hill is our joyful residence!...at least, it WAS...due to an unfortunate crunching of numbers, our university discovered

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-89443908035658213572010-02-05T10:19:00.003-07:002010-02-05T10:24:27.519-07:00

as i was looking for a suitable "top ten" image for my latest post, i found this and just had to share it :)

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-30669198234509184502010-02-05T09:44:00.004-07:002010-02-05T10:23:19.043-07:00

i moved 2 weeks ago,and here are the top ten things i love about my new place!...10) everyone has a day to care for dishes and we actually DO it!9) enormous, loud dogs who attack the fence behind my parking spot every morning because they enjoy scaring the pants off of me.8) i can leave my apt at 7:50 am and still make it to work on time!(that is...until we move to the Fletcher...)7) not only do

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-8577249512709391012010-02-01T10:16:00.009-07:002010-02-01T11:58:36.302-07:00

cliche, i know, but it's feb now, so the blog will be be-decked with hearts and love-affiliated themes! :) because, guess what?...i am a fan of valentine's day! yes, i am.even inspite of how commercialized and awkward it can be, as well as the fact that i have spent every feb 14th of my life single (minus one),i am a big fan.i love seeing people give eachother cheesy, mushy and overly-romantic

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-85684322507060765232010-01-29T10:34:00.003-07:002010-01-29T11:30:30.663-07:00

as of this morning, there were an additional +10 more tents weaving around the Marriott packed in behind the other 20 that had already hunkered down since monday.now they are a veritable community - complete with mini grills, lawn chairs, toilet paper rolls sitting out by their tents (...communal?...and where are they using it, exactly??), and an outdoor coal-powered heater to huddle around.they

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-47492808228973312752010-01-28T10:34:00.002-07:002010-01-28T10:37:20.097-07:00

...three more squatters today.the pandemic continues...

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-2323486176269119622010-01-27T16:29:00.003-07:002010-01-27T16:35:40.067-07:00

I probably shouldn’t post this right after the last one, but this is ridiculous. Monday morning I am walking to work through the Marriott Center walkways and discovered 3 squatters hunkered down in the snow. On Tuesday, there were 5. By this morning, there were more than 10-11, bleeding down the walkway and choking the pass I needed to cross over in order to get to work! Isn’t the city going to

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-76410732212636115292010-01-21T09:16:00.003-07:002010-01-21T09:35:15.838-07:00

Today I had the pleasure of reviewing BYU related auto accidents and sending emails to the supervisors of the BYU employees who had made it on our infamous list.As I looked up the supervisor of the next accident offender, I busted out laughing and turned to my office buddy, jerica,"can you believe this?? This guy's supervisor's name is BRONCO - poor guy! Who would name their poor child Bronco?"

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-16645433011502938352009-12-29T22:39:00.003-07:002009-12-29T23:03:16.423-07:00

you know, it always seems like a great idea to forge through deep snow by mooching off of someone else's previously-tred steps. however! i made a discovery last week. this principle does well when the powder is fresh, but not so well later. once the sun comes out, those handy snow-holes become ice traps! at that point, it is actually SAFER to tred where no man has trod before than follow someone

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-3264877342570223472009-12-18T00:17:00.004-07:002009-12-18T00:35:09.201-07:00

everything today is automated.walk into any upscale bathroom and you will be met with automatic soap dispensers, motion dectecting towel dispensers and hand-dryers, self-spritzing airfresheners, etc.but if you wander into one of the restrooms at BYU, you might feel like you've reached your do-it-for-me limit.an automatic toilet paper dispenser?! you can regulate my water use and restrict how much

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-27970651909748235262009-12-08T13:41:00.007-07:002009-12-08T13:59:32.851-07:00

last night my nephew spent the evening with my family while his parents were out on a triple date. anyone who knows or owns a 2.5 year old knows that keeping their attention longer than about 15 seconds on any one activity is a challange! however, stacks of white paper and a bucket of markers did the trick for most of the evening!however, it only kept his attention to the degree that he was

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-1469032405523249802009-12-05T01:58:00.009-07:002009-12-05T02:56:38.013-07:00

today i attended a business presentation organized by my Global Management Student Association and hosted by a local business, and had the opportuntity to have my palm read by THIS:the BIOPHOTONIC tissue SCANNER!! Ooooo!!!....Aaaaahhhh!!... that's right folks, just place your hand over the laser, wait 90 seconds, and POOF! instantaneous results that confirm you stink at taking care of your body!

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-31614002309623418472009-12-02T14:14:00.003-07:002009-12-02T14:46:05.824-07:00

last night i was in a large collapsing building.my entire jr high show-choir, footnotes, was present and needed to escape.spencer hall was particularly helpful by making witty remarks on our potentially fatal situation. death is pretty hilarious when the right person comments on it -i started digging through some rubble and got separated from the group,and after some confusion,i found myself at a

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-9660768373935357802009-11-23T11:27:00.004-07:002009-11-23T12:00:13.689-07:00

last night i watched "Slipper and the Rose" with my sister!it's a CLASSIC!it's Romantic!it was my parent's FIRST DATE!this musical-dance version of Cinderella is brilliant, charming, and entertaing.the music is unforgettable , the costumes are UNBELIEVEABLE, and the script is witty. except the love scene.it's ALWAYS the love scene!why is it that love scenes must surpass the bounds of cheesy

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-88867804281927160132009-11-18T11:35:00.003-07:002009-11-18T11:51:00.948-07:00

it's always dangerous when you only vaguely remember congratulating yourself on your brilliance at 2 am.at 8am, i couldn't find my jeans.i tore my room apart,searched every drawer and pile.nothing.i gave up and went looking for a shirt to wear instead.but i couldn't find the one i'd been planning to wear.i began to get frustrated.why was i so set on wearing that shirt? where did i put it if i was

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-80508755713440309022009-11-17T22:22:00.003-07:002009-11-18T11:35:01.598-07:00

it's getting colder, and that's bad news for people on the roads.i don't say that because it's going to get snowy or icy.i say that because my car's heating system(in my shnazzy, stylish 1990 honda accord, complete with moon-roof!)is directly linked to my speedometer.yes, the speedometer....so!...the slower i go, the colder the air blasting in my face,the f a s t e r i go, the TOASTIER it gets! :

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-11441496358746839352009-11-16T14:17:00.005-07:002009-11-16T15:12:24.276-07:00

we've all heard them.they're words we hear in our every-day lives.we've all shuddered (or watched someone shudder)to think somethingSO OBSCENEwould dare to be uttered!...at least, those of us with the kinds of issues that run in my family.and no, i'm not talking about jarring words like "crap," fetch," or "pee"(although my mother would love to legally do away with all of those...),or swear

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-50317043567985438122009-11-12T08:52:00.003-07:002009-11-12T08:59:15.888-07:00

today is my grandmother's funeral, which is another way of saying, today we are celebrating all things wonderful about Gayle Groo!! :)she is a spunky, hard-working, movie-star of a mother and wife, and i love her SO MUCH!and this is my favorite memory of her.please keep in mind, she was about 89 when this happened...i came in to check on her and crept over to her recliner chair where she was

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-64227602264246886932009-11-10T23:16:00.002-07:002009-11-10T23:37:28.992-07:00

walking to art history today awarded me a special treat - a chance encounter with someone who shares one of my strangest quirks!it was as we reached the cross in the fateful BYU sidewalks that i saw him, and the world did that sudden slo-mo-moment thing. everything seemed to stop for a second so i could take it all in - not his suave short looks, alpaca man-purse, or his granola sandals - but

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-80745324200609924062009-10-28T17:55:00.002-06:002009-10-28T18:04:47.570-06:00

not quite sure why i'm writing today - its just been a while since i've even thought about my blog. been a while since i've been able to pick up Dre and play my music, too.it's always hard to find time, but it's not just that. i think it's just harder to write without michelle around asking me to play for her and typing out my crazy lyrics as they come, so i won't forget them! :} lol funny how

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-1782360826119361172009-01-08T15:58:00.006-07:002009-01-08T16:18:42.044-07:00

for those of you who read the post below about the various feedbacks i've received so far, you'll understand why i think this is so funny.i was sharing the "really truly in love" feedback with my 5'10 muse, michelle, who, as i started philosophizing about it, stopped me and said, "quit talking emily! SING IT!"...which promptly led to a sassy, silly song about how pointless love definitions are

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-9101603764007918772009-01-05T17:08:00.003-07:002009-01-05T17:27:21.886-07:00

since i recorded my music, i've had some cool/interesting experiences getting feedback from my supportive friends and family!here's just a few of them:1) first of all, before i could even SHOW it to people for feedback, i was caught in a struggle of WHO to show it to. i didn't want people who knew me well to hear it and realize how 'fake' i might sound. but then...if i showed it to a stranger who

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-37956729614456950202009-01-05T16:11:00.005-07:002009-01-05T17:26:06.419-07:00

i recorded two of my songs ("truce" and "this morning") before the christmas break, and it was a terrifying experience! :}i never knew singing live was so different from playing for a microphone. i had thought that singing into a mic by myself would be easier than in front of a room of people (which gives me sreious stage fright, ps), but it was a whole new world of scary!live singing is somewhat

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-28352445178066517262008-08-22T14:49:00.004-06:002008-08-22T15:05:12.364-06:00

i wrote an earlier post where i wondered why it was every band felt the need to drop the f*bomb in order to seem cool.i have wonderful news to report - i recently went to a concert and had CUSS-FREE experience! and it was Good Charlotte!! :D i will admit, i NEVER would have guessed them as the one band i would never hear cussing from, but so it is!i was thrilled - i liked some of their music

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-37439120665730978772008-08-05T10:29:00.003-06:002008-08-05T12:06:48.797-06:00

put it in drive, turn on the lights, let’s get clear away from here so I can clear out my head turn on our song you hold my hand tight as we sing along my troubles fade away*CHORUS* just keep going, driving to wherever just keep smiling, and I’ll pray that this ride never ends this ride never ends we’re wasting your gas and wasting our time but I can’t think’a better way i’d like to spend my

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-4560339945238091192008-07-16T16:12:00.001-06:002008-07-16T16:14:21.652-06:00

Time is fadingfastAnd you are nearly myburied past‘Cause suddenly, the sun can seeMy eyes once moreAnd all it took, was giving upWhat I adoredIts true, It was youI adoredYour heart is what I thoughtI’d always knowI lay you down to sleep whereI can let you goYour smile will stay a memoryTo light my dayI’ll keep that close to my own heartAnd find a wayHope comes with the dawnI give awayBut time was

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-52180902406688202112008-07-03T17:50:00.003-06:002008-07-09T13:35:25.552-06:00

after recently attending yet another concert, i can only wonder -is it really necessary to replace every adjective in the human language with the f*bomb?i mean, really.

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-51755050777166293232008-07-03T17:29:00.008-06:002008-07-08T23:16:16.979-06:00

this morning i thought i saw the sun rise in the westmy vision is blurred and i know i need my rest,but i just want to stay here and think a while...cause every time you smile, you make me weak - you make me weak. how can your broken love make me feel so wholeand leave me bleedin here inside, so still and cold? well, i can't figure out if i should run or stay...cause i just can't take the wayyou

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-82334862864942801322008-07-03T11:39:00.006-06:002008-07-03T17:24:36.142-06:00

before i can really begin to talk about my music, the beginnings must be shared!this is the story of how it all began. ...twice.if first began when i was in jr high, with a handsome young man (who was very much in love with my older sister, angie) - his name was jim. :) i knew i liked him for her when he taught me how to play my first basic chords!! (a G, C, and D if i remember correctly)and i

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4495345071593374827.post-79440680815137866992008-07-02T12:08:00.004-06:002008-07-02T18:33:01.388-06:00

seja bem-vinda!so, i have never been one to blog or even to follow them (with a few specific exceptions).that said, i feel i need to explain what im doing here (other than taking up more technological space in the online universe). ;)about 4-5 months ago, my roommate Michelle (my guitar goddess, muse, and inspiration!) got me writing guitar music again for the first time since my

emi-johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13657895549005020106noreply@blogger.com2