pensées heureuses

hide yo kids, hide yo wives...

2011-10-28T10:48:00.000-06:00

sometimes famous people come to my office. and sometimes i get my picture taken with them. and sometimes i just want to TELL EVERYONE.

toy boy

2011-08-11T15:11:00.000-06:00

me (talking to husband): "the heber creeper is expensive."
andrew (9-year-old brother): "what's the heber creeper?"
me: "it's a train in heber."
andrew: "oh. i thought it was a murderer."

heber creeper

sunset in july

2011-07-21T13:27:00.001-06:00

you know you have good car insurance when you get this email on your birthday:

i suppose i should mention that i also received a happy birthday note from the BYU alumni association.

however, theirs wasn't nearly as festive.

(or wanted)

hold up my heart

2011-06-24T10:25:00.000-06:00

highlight of my day yesterday:

i met brooke white (from american idol), and we have the same tiffany wedding ring.

"hey brooke," i said, "we're ring twins."

"we totally are!" then she paused. "except yours is bigger."

cha-ching. my rock is bigger than a celebrity's.

... quite a bit bigger.

very last first time

2011-06-20T18:29:00.000-06:00

these kids sing on the record label i work for. they're fantastic! the oldest (tel) is 18, and tiann and mady are 14 and 13. (or is it 15 and 14? i can never remember).

let my love open the door

2011-03-31T21:16:00.000-06:00

my latest YouTube favorite.

hung up

2011-02-10T10:39:00.000-07:00

four weeks.

it's official. i have been hiccuping for four weeks. mind you, it's just about one hiccup an hour. but it's usually a ginormous one.

i think i should invite myself onto some talk show.

and in an effort to shamelessly promote my apartment... click here.

because

2011-01-18T21:48:00.000-07:00

even though my blog is far from what i'd call the typical "mormon mommy blog," i still thought this was a great read.

read: Why I can't stop reading Mormon housewife blogs

mad world

2011-01-13T10:28:00.000-07:00

a well-written article that made me think. it's sad, however, that the author only felt accepted in society by giving up her standards and conforming to the world.

read single, female, mormon, alone

you might think

2011-01-07T15:40:00.000-07:00

got a haircut today... a pretty dramatic one.

what do you think?

you're not my god

2011-01-05T10:56:00.000-07:00

this semester i've done something unusual:

bought a textbook i think i'll actually read and enjoy.

i've come to this conclusion purely based on the chapter headings. for example:

"Chapter 4 - Like a Sermon: Popular Religion in Madonna Videos"
"Chapter 8 - It's about Faith in Our Future: Star Trek Fandom as Cultural Religion"

yup. sounds good. this is useful knowledge.

i want candy

2010-12-22T09:04:00.000-07:00

first, let's get this straight: i don't like candy. i like reeses. those things are good. but all other candies i've deemed unworthy of my palate.
on the flip side, i'm obsessed with treats. desserts, pastries, sweet foods... i want them all.
christmas is the best time of year for delicious treats, and at the same time, the worst culprit of bad candy.

exhibit a: delicious treats.

orange rolls. russian cookies. hot chocolate.

exhibit b: bad candy.

orange/raspberry sticks. candy canes. disgusting santa-shaped chocolates.

how terrible.

ode to joy

2010-12-16T17:15:00.000-07:00

sooooooo...

i won a free cut and color from metropolitan salon!
i'm super excited because i've never dyed my hair before, and i seriously can't afford a haircut. ha.

any style suggestions? i'm thinking something like this:

jk. this just happened to be a picture that popped up when i googled "curly hairstyles."

but seriously, i need advice.
and one last question: should i even bother coloring my hair? i've heard it's one of those things where if you start you can't stop.

defying gravity

2010-11-24T10:58:00.001-07:00

it's sad when someone you love is dying, and there's nothing you can do about it.

so i thought i'd tell you a little bit about my grandma, nedra armstrong anderson.

she loves to read.

she taught honors english to high school students in california.

once, mel gibson taught her class shakespeare.

she was friends with ray bradbury.

(she said once he got famous, he dumped his wife and married a blond bimbo)

she loves to learn.

she has five children. two of them are twins. one had down syndrome.

she and my grandpa eloped (of sorts)... they had a forbidden love.

about a year ago she told me she was still twitterpated with grandpa.

she ran away from home once.

my grandma is the one who got me interested in vampires... before they were cool. (before they turned sparkly and lame, that is.)

she's led an awesome life, and although i'm sad to see her go, i'm not crying. i know i will see her again. i'm grateful to know that God has created a plan that will let us be together forever.

i love my family! i'm glad i get to be with them forever.

find my baby

2010-11-16T21:27:00.002-07:00

it's that time of year again.
the holidays are looming ahead... just around the next bend.

if only i actually had the money to buy the presents that i want.

one of these for drew...

a little one of these for carah...

and a one of each of these for myself.

instead, i find myself planning for black friday. i've never gone shopping on black friday with all the crazy consumers. now, i find myself one of them.
i've been investigating all over the internet... trying to find "leaked black friday ads."
so far, this is my game plan.

target- 4 AM
best buy- 6 AM
michaels- ... whenever they open.

I'M A MONSTER.

i don't actually think i'll go shopping at all on black friday. but if i do... watch out. i'll have a utility belt with my credit card on one side, and a beating stick on the other side to bash in the heads of anyone who gets to that potential gift before i do.

times' a wastin'

2010-10-10T22:42:00.000-06:00

i'm obsessed.

i never watched a lot of TV growing up because my family just had the basic public channels. yup. all ten of 'em.

now, my landlords have dish. which means WE have dish. which means i can't stop watching TV. who knew it was so cool? that there were so many sweet shows?

my personal favorites are cake boss, bones, and anything on the national geographic channel.

i used to be grotesquely fascinated with toddlers and tiaras, but that time has passed.
now i need recommendations for more good shows. what do you like?

all that she wants

2010-10-05T20:12:00.000-06:00

i'm starting to hate blogs.
too many people blog about too much crap.
do you pass the test? is your blog crappy? here's how you can tell.

1. your blog is all about you and your husband. the title is something like "sally + david." you probably have a little counter on the left side that says "we've been married for ___ days, ___ hours, ___ minutes!" you always write about how cute your husband is, how he's so awesome, and give way too much info about your sex life.

2. your blog is your diary. you tell everyone everything about your life, so that anyone who stumbles upon your blog will know within five seconds: a) how your romantic life is, b) what you are studying in school, c) the best way to steal your identity. you tell about all the monotonous things you do each day. you post pictures of you and your friends and what you do every weekend. you usually use your blog to brag about all the cool things you do and see.

3. your posts are way too long. and way too lame. as in, you just vent or talk politics and want to start a comment war.

if your blog is any of these things, congrats. you have the worst blog in the world.

cool for cats

2010-09-22T08:12:00.000-06:00

i hate when people include
i'm just saying
in their facebook status.
we know you're saying something. you're stupid.

sugar, sugar

2010-09-14T13:51:00.001-06:00

the other morning i awoke with too many questions swimming in my brain.
what creative project should i do for school?
why was martin luther such a punk?
what should i be for halloween?
how short should i chop my hair?

any answers would be greatly appreciated.

tonight, tonight

2010-08-17T17:19:00.000-06:00

there's nothing better than a good book.
that is a very cliché, very true statement.

when i read a good book, i bite my nails.

i might not have any nails left when i finish the one i'm reading right now.

smooth criminal

2010-08-16T19:07:00.002-06:00

vote for palmer.
because he is a stud.

compromise

2010-08-03T08:40:00.002-06:00

fine. i'll do it.

but only because you're making me. just kidding.

i didn't want to put a wedding album on facebook. for some reason, i knew the minute i released my photos to the world, they wouldn't be special anymore. everyone would see them, and they would be "common" (as my good friend anna put it).

but here they are. or, at least here are some of them. i'm keeping the real gems to myself. and there's nothing you can do about it.

check it out. it was a perfect day.

i'm coming out

2010-07-22T07:52:00.000-06:00

i have lots of pet peeves.
kids with runny noses. girls who dress slutty.
one of my biggest pet peeves is when couples put registry information on their wedding announcement.
oh, the loathing! how classless, inconsiderate, and tacky.

my husband agrees with me. interestingly enough, when he mentioned this on facebook, he got a lot of backlash. WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE WORLD? or, should i say, what's wrong with mormons? it's mostly LDS couples who are guilty of this crime.

hate me if you must, but the rest of the world agrees with me.
when i googled "registry information etiquette," these were the top five results. (hint: TOP FIVE. that means it's true.)

"You're not supposed to put registry information on your wedding invitation. It's left up to friends and family to inform everyone. However, you can put gift information on an insert in your bridal shower invitations."

"DON'T...put your registry information on your wedding invitations -- ever! Get the word out by posting the info on your wedding website or asking friends and family to spread the word."

"It is perfectly acceptible to include gift registry information inside your wedding shower invitations, however, registry information should never be included in your wedding invitations."

in this forum, the answer is: "yes, it is poor etiquette."

"Never mention gifts (gift choices or gift registry) on the invitation."

it's NOT hard to find out where people are registered. literally, you just google their name. or you go to registry.com and type in the bride's name, and voila! all the places they registered at pop up right before your eyes.
a simpler solution: ask the couple. or their parents/family members. IT'S EASY.

GAH! this makes me so frustrated. maybe i'll go blow up bed bath and beyond.

rich girl

2010-07-19T07:24:00.002-06:00

must purchase. immediately.

because

2010-06-22T08:45:00.000-06:00

let's play a game. it's called, "guess that organization!"

these people are the biggest bunch of hypocritical, conceited individuals on a power trip who care nothing except for their own personal gain.
oh, and they're ugly, too.

on a side note, i'm getting married the day after tomorrow. smiley face!

On a side note... BABIES!

2010-05-06T10:59:00.000-06:00

I thought I loved babies. I'm not so sure anymore.

Relatively new: Sherlock Holmes

2010-05-06T08:57:00.000-06:00

The trailer for Sherlock Holmes gave me the impression it was mildly inappropriate. Rachel McAdams scantily clad, Holmes handcuffed to a bed; it certainly portrayed him as a ladies' man. I was quite angry that Hollywood changed the original braniac character into something else. For this reason I put off seeing the movie until it showed up at the dollar theater. Then I saw it a few months ago and absolutely loved it.

The cast is great: Robert Downy, Jr., Jude Law, and my personal favorite Mark Strong (who deliciously plays Septimus in Stardust). The plot is new and exciting. Even though Holmes' character is different from the books, I like the new "mad" touch Downey gave him.

The plot follows Holmes as he solves the mystery behind a convict put to death who seems to rise from the grave due to black magic. Holmes and Watson (Law) must reconcile their friendship since Watson is leaving his roommate for his new bride. It's funny, clever, and outrageously entertaining.
Good:

The new twist on the Sherlock Holmes character is fabulous. It's different but still makes Holmes a braniac. It also helps that Downey, Jr. is attractive.
The cast in general is awesome. Mark Strong is the epitome of a villain. He plays the part well.
The cinematography allows the viewer, at times, to get into Holme's head. You see what he is thinking and it explains his brilliance and madness.
It's extremely family-friendly. The trailer is misleading.

Bad:

We're left in suspense for a sequel.

Rating:
4.5 stars

On a side note... 3D movies=waste of $$

2010-05-04T17:07:00.000-06:00

I think 3D movies are a waste of money, and Roger Ebert thinks 3D movies are a waste of money .

what do YOU think?

Mystery Monday: The Prestige

2010-05-03T11:32:00.000-06:00

The Prestige is a film you either love or hate. The ending is so different from how the movie begins, that many don't know how to react. The first time I saw the film I thought the surprising ending was pretty cool. I've seen the movie again since then, and knowing the ending, it's fun to catch little hints thrown in that I didn't notice before.
The story follows two attractive magicians who are extremely attractive. Christian Bale and Hugh Jackman create the ultimate hot man duo. The two spend their lives trying to outdo each other with their illusions, and Angier (Jackman) goes crazy after Borden (Bale) creates what seems to be the ultimate trick. He dedicates his life to attempting to ruin Borden. David Bowie makes a fabulous appearance as Tesla, an electrical engineer inspired by a real person.

The movie can be frustrating because it is rather depressing and the characters are irrational. However, it's visually stunning and a great brain teaser.
Good:

Overall a captivating film. The magic tricks are a delight.
It makes you think. It's a great movie to talk about with friends.

Bad:

Scarlett Johansson (Bale's love interest) needs to crawl in a hole and die. She can't act.
To this day, I'm still not sure if I love this movie or just like it. I guess that's a bad thing, but it's certainly made an impression.

Rating:
3.5 stars

Friday Flashback: Shelley Duvall's Faerie Tale Theater

2010-04-30T08:00:00.000-06:00

Shelley Duvall hosts this star-studded series that ran from 1982-1986. Just look at some of the names that appear in the series:
Mich Jagger, Christopher Reeve, Robin Williams, Susan Sarandon, Vincent Price, Liza Minelli, Anjelica Houston, Billy Crystal, James Earl Jones... and many others.

This series is the epitome of the 80's: synthesized music, terrible effects, and dated clothing. In other words, it's everything I love.

The entire collection includes five seasons of hour long fairy tales. My favorites include Beauty and the Beast, The Little Mermaid, and the Frog Prince. Even though these gems aren't on television anymore, you can watch them for freeeeee online! SCORE.

Good:

An infinite source of inside jokes. ("You steal my rose... the one I love the most." -Beauty and the Beast)
Everything that was good in the 80's is now extremely hilarious. When Shelley Duvall gives her hostess speech before each show, her outfits are truly remarkable... bless her heart. The special effects are also wonderfully dated.

Bad:

Some episodes (The Nightengale in particular--should be renamed The Nightmare) are too slow-paced and boring. Make that extreeeeeeemely boring.

Rating:
3.5 stars (although a select few episodes are indeed 5's... and others 1's)

Relatively New: Alice in Wonderland

2010-04-29T13:00:00.000-06:00

Confession: Tim Burton is one of my favorite directors, and Johnny Depp is one of my favorite actors. Call me a wannabe or say I've jumped on the band wagon, but it's true. Interestingly enough, Tim Burton's latest Alice in Wonderland left me unimpressed with both of them. Tim Burton certainly let his creativity show, and Johnny Depp was satisfactory, but it was Helena Bonham Carter who stole the show. She was a brilliant Red Queen.
The story is actually quite different from the book or Disney version; in this version all of the characters in Wonderland are convinced Alice has "returned" to save them from the Red Queen. She must learn how to help them before the Frabjous Day arrives--a day prophesied to bring about the Red Queen's demise.
I saw the film in 3D on opening night with all the creepy emo children and my sister (clarification: my sister is neither emo nor creepy). The 3D was fun, but probably not worth the extra dollars.
Good:

Helena Bohnam Carter is smashing as the Red Queen. I might even say she is one of my top 10 favorite movie characters.
It's preeeetty. Every scene is eye candy. Seeing it in 3D is not necessary at all, but still fun.
It pays homage to a lot of Lewis Carroll references, including the brilliant poem, "Jabberwocky."

Bad:

I'm actually not sure if this is a bad thing or a good thing, but I feel as if I would have been lost if I wasn't familiar with the true blue Alice in Wonderland stories of original author Lewis Carroll. If these words sound unfamiliar to you, you might want to read the book before viewing the film: bandersnatch, jabberwocky, jubjub bird, Frabjous Day.
Overall, I felt that Tim Burton was trying a little too hard. I appreciate his weirdness, but in this film it didn't feel natural.

Rating:
3.5

Random Mid-Week Movie: Raptor Island

2010-04-28T09:04:00.001-06:00

It's true that you have not lived until you've seen Raptor Island, and considering that most people haven't seen it... I guess no one has truly lived a full life. Raptor Island is low-budget cinema at its worst (or, if you're like me and enjoy ridiculing the ridiculously terrible filmmakers of the world, it's low-budget cinema at its best).

Raptor Island was released on television in 2004, and I discovered it on Netflix a few months ago. The plot follows a group of American soldiers who have crash-landed on an island "somewhere in the South China Sea." Little do they know, the island is infested with vicious RAPTORS.

The script is awful, the actors are talentless, and the dinosaurs look like they walked out of a bad video game; the effects are truly horrible.
Best quote:

Bad guy who betrayed the others (shouting): "I should have killed you when I had the chance!"
'Hot' babe who's actually not hot at all (shouting): "Yeah you shouldv'e... But you didn't!"

spoileralert!spoileralert!spoileralert!spoileralert!
Perhaps what's even better than that quote is the ending. The soldiers are rescued by a helicopter (just in the nick of time, of course), and the last thing seen on screen are the raptors wading in the sea, following the aircraft to fetch back their escaped prey. Thus, Raptor Island 2 is born. No, I'm not even kidding. There is a sequel, and I won't see it. Unless you watch it with me.
Good:

See this movie for one reason only: to mock it mercilessly. The "special effects" when the soldiers shoot the raptors are especially craptastic. Little blood fireworks burst from the dinosaurs without leaving so much as a scratch.

Bad:

Everything. Ironically, that's why you should see it.

Rating:
1 star (I give it credit for making me laugh)

final countdown

2010-04-28T09:04:00.000-06:00

unveiled:

a new blog.

www.dailycamille.blogspot.com : my new daily book and movie review.

also, vote for my brothers' videos. give them five stars.

For the Kid in Me: Percy Jackson and the Olympians

2010-04-27T18:48:00.000-06:00

Last summer I read all five Percy Jackson books by Rick Riorden. I inhaled them. They're fast-paced and simple--the type of books you read purely for plot.
Percy Jackson is a young teenage boy who is actually the son of Poseidon. He goes on quests to destroy the evil forces of mythology and to learn more about his heritage. Percy does it all. He's the type of boy every seventh grade girl falls in love with. I know when I was that age, I was just waiting for a dashing prepubescent lad to slay a minotaur and sweep me off my feet.

My favorite was book four: The Battle of the Labyrinth. Once you read the series (or at least the first book, The Lightning Thief) I suggest seeing the movie which came out in February. Come to think of it, I saw it for a Valentine's date. How romantic! The movie was super cheesy but entertaining, and Uma Thurman as Medusa was enticingly horrifying (if that's even possible).

Good:

The books are super entertaining. Just remember they are written for a younger audience.
The film is entertaining as well. Good effects, good music.

Bad:

The language in the books is sometimes a little too simple, like doing a homework assignment that is insultingly easy.
One of the characters *cough*Annabeth*cough* makes me want to vomit. I hate her.
I was so excited to see the film because I loved the books so much. When I found myself in the theater practically gagging from the cheesiness oozing off the screen, I remembered that the books were written for children. Ooops.
Of course the story was adapted for the screenplay, and, of course, the adaptation was worse than the book.

Rating:
Books: 3.8 stars

Movie: 3 stars

killer queen

2010-04-27T08:57:00.000-06:00

we got our engagement pictures back. i look fat in all of them. why didn't anyone tell me i'm fat?
i'm going on a diet. it's called: oatmeal for breakfast, a carrot for lunch, and a piece of bread for dinner. wish me luck.

however, i thought this photo turned out quite nicely.

Mystery Monday: The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo

2010-04-26T09:00:00.000-06:00

It's thrilling, fast-paced, and unpredictable. The late Stieg Larsson's The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is today's Mystery Monday.

Caution: this book is not for the faint of heart or stomach. Larsson is brutally honest with his character's lives and gives gruesome details about murder and assault.

For those of you who can get past all that brutality... you're in for a treat.

Girl with the Dragon Tattoo takes place in Sweden and follows two main characters as they try to crack the case behind the disappearance of a girl in the 1960's. I loved the foreign language thrown in every now and then--I felt like I was constantly reading an Ikea catalog. Interestingly enough, the author died in 2004. His manuscripts were published by his girlfriend after he died. There was a Swedish film made after this book, and rumors are flying that a Hollywood film is next.

Good:

Very unique characters, especially Lisbeth Salandar. She's a private investigator covered in tattoos and body piercings. She's a walking conflict: very relatable and different at the same time.
The storyline is divided into subplots, and all of them have surprises. It's not very often you read a mystery thriller that is as unpredictable as this one.

Bad:

As I said before, if you can't handle explicit material, don't pick up this book. Or... you could always just skip those parts.

Rating:
4.5 stars

beauty school drop out

2010-04-15T22:09:00.006-06:00

today i got my first manicure.
it was delightful.
i'm a terrible nail biter, so it took weeks of self-control to stop from nibbling off any whiteness. but now, all my weeks of not biting have paid off. i have pretty fingers.

but i'm starting to think that i should have gotten them teeth style.

i'll fly away

2010-04-07T10:56:00.003-06:00

i love airports. yesterday i was in three of them. in the past eight months, i have been on a plane eight times. that's eight different airports. six of those flights were crammed within three months. i am a pro at navigating airports.

before i flew to paris last september, i hadn't been on a plane since i was five years old (except for the time i went skydiving, but that doesn't count because i jumped out of the plane). i was nervous and didn't know what to do. i called up my cousin-friend laura and told her my fears (cousin-friends are nice. you should get one).

she said, "airports aren't bad. in fact, i love them because you are always going somewhere exciting or coming back from somewhere exciting."

and just like that, i knew i would love them. and i do.

i always sit next to the window. i love to look at the clouds and imagine what it would feel like if i was a giant goddess and i could run my fingers across the fluffy things. the two coolest things i have ever seen from a plane are the grand canyon and iceland.

i love to fly.

rebel yell

2010-03-24T08:05:00.002-06:00

guess who can't audition to be an anchor for the daily news at noon because her hair is too long?

your's truly.

retaliation is inevitable.

prince paul's bubble party

2010-02-24T00:11:00.002-07:00

things i find hilarious:

camille lafollette,

and

this commercial.

dear fiance,

you can start wearing old spice now.

love,

camille

bulletproof

2010-02-13T11:02:00.001-07:00

i want to be her.

a heart full of love

2010-02-04T22:22:00.003-07:00

Dear Camille,

There is a holiday called Valentine's Day coming up shortly. And, well, it seems to be more confusing than it used to be. I feel lame not doing anything for that certain someone, but yet don't want to go over the top on the romantic side, and ultimately am lacking any ideas of what I should do. Do you have any advice?

clueless in love

dear clueless,

ah, valentine's day. the ultimate marketing scheme. It's worse than christmas.

i have three solutions:

if your goal is not to lead him on, make an easy, generic gift. not a thoughtless one--but one that you can give to both the certain someone as well as your other friends (including me). for example, make a CD or bake treats. then, make sure that certain someone knows they were not the only recipient of the gift. this way, they will know you thought about them on valentines day and it wasn't a misleading gift.
if you want a more personalized gift specifically for the certain someone, give the gift that keeps on giving: chocolate. or candy. it's thoughtful (especially when it's nice truffles or the like), especially if you just include a card or note. the note will be the best part of the gift, anyway.
just make your own valentines and cookies and be happy. who needs a certain someone?

if it were up to me, i probably wouldn't even give a gift. i think valentine's day is a sorry excuse to go buy something pink, fluffy and covered in hearts. instead, i would use it as an excuse for a date. and be careful if you go out to eat or to a movie. p-town is guaranteed to be packed with tons of twitterpated students. instead, do a stay-at-home activity like decorate valentines cookies, watch a movie, play games, or heart-attack someone.

good luck.

dead end

2010-01-24T11:39:00.002-07:00

i just realized that my list of blogs has risen to 6.

2 are for classes,

1 is a group blog,

1 is this blog,

1 is dead,

and 1 is almost dead.

+__

interesting.

this blog is almost dead as well, considering i have nothing to write about because all i do is mourn the loss of europe. well, not exactly... but i am running a little low on inspiration lately.

in order to overcome this i am making my next post a question-answer blog. post a comment with your "dear abby"-style question, and if you're lucky, i'll answer it in my next post.

good luck.

in for the kill

2010-01-06T22:06:00.002-07:00

well, folks, i did it.

i finally changed my facebook status to "engaged."
oh, the horror! the inhumanity!

and just as i suspected; as soon as i did so, within thirty seconds of my status change, i had two posts. two posts! in thirty seconds!

don't fret. i quickly deleted all the traces of my disgraceful act from my news feed, wall, as well as all of those pesky comments.

wintersong

2009-12-26T01:25:00.000-07:00

best. christmas. ever.

final scene

2009-12-06T09:56:00.001-07:00

Paris is photogenic. Little details like street lamps and wallace fountains invite writers and filmmakers to create stories in this beautiful place. I think that's what I'll miss the most; not living somewhere with romantic details like bridges and cobblestones, statues and fountains. All of these small touches make Paris picturesque.

People scoff at the cheesy tourist postcards with la Tour Eiffel or the Seine, but essentially, those images are what I'll remember.

what's this?

2009-12-02T12:59:00.001-07:00

WTF = welcome to france.

stay close, don't go

2009-12-01T11:20:00.001-07:00

Before I came to Paris I didn't do any research on what I should see. I didn't read any guide books, didn't talk to anyone who's been there, and I didn't even do any internet research. I decided that if I had plans to see too much, I would be disappointed if I didn't see all of it.

Instead, I decided on one single thing that I wanted to see. I figured that of all the things to do in Paris, what I wanted to see the most was the catacombs.

FOILED.

I am destined to never see the catacombs.

My plans were thwarted.

Due to acts of vandalism, the Paris catacombs are closed. Indefinitely.

WHY, CRUEL WORLD?

Just last week I went to Rome with some other girls. A ray of hope shined through the darkness! I discovered there were catacombs in Rome! Emma and I made a trek to the outskirts of Rome to see them.

FOILED.

Alas, the address we had was either

a) incorrect, or

b) nonexistent.

I was furious. The most annoying part of the story is the fact that we could see the tops of the catacomb ruins peeking through the ground.

So close, yet so far.

future sightings

2009-11-22T07:44:00.003-07:00

ocean man

2009-11-19T15:09:00.007-07:00

i've seen it all. da vinci, monet, picasso, van gogh, renoir, degas, rembrant, and on and on. the list of artists whose work i've seen could fill up this blog post and spill out of the computer screen. but i kept feeling like something was missing from my visit here in paris. who did i need to see?

the answer to that question, my friends, is another question.

who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

spongebob squarepants, or bob l'éponge carré as he's known here in france, will always hold a special place in my heart. i just love that cute, yellow fella. the cartoon never gets old. it's so clever and hilarious. yesterday i was lucky enough to go to a spongebob art exhibition.

it was basically a collection of satire artwork with spongebob replacing the main character in each painting. GENIUS.

i've never been more happy in my life.

even though i was by far the oldest person at the art exhibition (seriously, at least five times older), i thought it was very inspiring. there was an entertaining little blurb i read that i'd like to share. it's pretty deep. i've translated it into english, so it won't be quite as eloquent:

"how old is spongebob?
and why does gary meow?
spongebob doesn't have an age. he is eternally young. one might also ask, 'why are strawberries red? why are cookies tasty? why do birds suddenly appear in the sky?'
all are questions without answers..."

HA. oh spongebob, you've done it again.

side note:

in france, squidward is called "carlo." i guess those frenchies can't pronounce his real name well enough. it would come out all crazy: "skweed-war."

show me your colors

2009-11-11T11:27:00.007-07:00

warning: this post contains images of very inappropriate pastries. viewer discretion is advised.

i am the luckiest girl on earth.

every morning i wake up and take the metro into downtown paris. on the days when i have classes, i get off at the "hôtel de ville" stop and walk down rue de renard. soon, i find myself in front of the LDS church/institute building.

the catch? i also find myself in the gay neighborhood.

yes, it's true. i spend most of my time in the gay quarter of paris. and when i say gay, i mean it. h-o-m-o-s-e-x-u-a-l.

and DANG do those people know how to make good pastries!

right across from the building where i have classes is "legacy choc," paris' premiere gay pastry shop. as my teacher says, "the gayer it looks, the better it tastes." they've even got little same-sex couple figurines in their window display.

i've had an assortment of goodies from these guys. this one was my favorite.

but i've yet to try the "magic baguette," the phallic-shaped bread complete with poppy seeds for effect.

rare ould times

2009-10-20T11:12:00.006-06:00

last weekend i went to ireland.

let me tell you this: every stereotype you've ever heard about ireland is true.

everything is green. not just green, but an emerald city/wizard of oz green. i felt like i was visiting the shire.

every legitimate business has some sort of shamrock in their logo, and all the store's names are like "o'malley hardware shop" or "real estate by hickey o'donaghue." every other building is a pub.

everyone has an outrageous accent that i love.

the towns have crazy irish names like shannon, limerick, and tralee.

twice i witnessed men burst into song and sing me a ballad.

i ate at pubs, heard some irish folk tunes, and met awesome irish people. i also went on a 30 mile bike ride along the dingle peninsula.

basically, it changed my life. it's the best place in the world.

you can see more pictures here.

cheek to cheek

2009-10-11T08:44:00.004-06:00

having left a very attractive boyfriend at home, i find myself thinking about love a lot these days. i walk through the streets of paris and see people making out left and right. PDA is not only accepted here, it's expected.

... secretly, i kind of like it.

but what i like even more is this blog post by my good friend maggie. you can find her blog here.

Then you must speak

of one that lov'd not wisely but too well...

-Othello Act 5, scene 2, 344-

I have never read Othello or seen it performed, and I hardly know the story. From what I have heard, this line doesn't make much sense in its context. Apparently a lot of people think Othello was just in major denial when he said it.

Earlier this week I was listening to my town's classical music station and a program called Exploring Music with Bill McGlaughlin was on. After a Mahler symphony {no. 1, I think}, Bill McGlaughlin commented that this piece was a love letter from Mahler to his wife, Alma. He then quoted this line of Shakespeare and it was the first time I'd heard it. I didn't know the context, so I just assumed the same meaning that McGlaughlin implied: that Mahler simply loved Alma too much, too passionately, too well.

Is it possible to love too much? I think so, and I think I do it. I love too well, and not wisely. But "well" is really not the best adverb to describe it. "Well" implies that I'm doing a good job at it, when really I'm not. I'm being very unwise. I'm too quick to love, too swayed by love, too hopelessly in love, too easily convinced that something is love.

It is confusing. Love seems like a good thing. No, it is a good thing. I don't need to love less, I just need to love better.

something pretty

2009-10-09T20:11:00.001-06:00

"There is no better proof of the effectiveness of color than the marketplace, where it is a vital key in communicating a positive, enticing and irresistible image for a product. Often called the 'silent salesperson,' color must immediately attract the consumer's eye."

-- Julie Barnett, author, "The Color of Learning"

"We live in a rainbow of chaos."

--Paul Cezanne, French Post-Impressionistic Painter

i want you (she's so heavy)

2009-10-09T13:23:00.003-06:00

BEHOLD:

the shoe that i must have.

jirao by bocage.

it's a steal, at 129€ a pair.

what have these fashion-forward parisians done to me?

no place like london

2009-10-04T03:56:00.008-06:00

a comparison:

in london, there are children everywhere. they wear school uniforms with jackets that have crests on the breast. in paris, there are more dogs than children. in fact, i think children aren't allowed in paris.

in paris, there is a loud, screeching police car (or two or three) rushing down every street. in london, i think i saw one police car the entire week.

the london underground is more claustrophobic than the paris metro, but there are guys who hand out free newspapers. I LOVE NEWSPAPERS.

british people are funny in a bitter, sarcastic sort of way. french people are much more private.

i think paris is more beautiful, but i won't doubt london has its charm.

paris is better. home sweet home (for now, anyway).

london highlights:

the BEST dessert i have ever had in my entire life. white chocolate ginger cheesecake with chili toffee sauce. YUM.

the changing of the guards at buckingham palace. they played a beatles' song. it was magical.

a visit to the tower of london. this is where they would chop off people's heads!

and now i'm off to hogwarts. see you later.

utterly bewildering

2009-09-24T13:31:00.007-06:00

today was exhilarating.
i went to the most beautiful place in the world--giverny, france.
i visited monet's home and gardens.

then, on the way home, the metro driver caught my eye and invited me to ride up front with him.
me--on the metro with the driver. that's right... crazy awesome!

... but he was bummed when i said i couldn't go out with him.

textual relations

2009-09-23T12:05:00.001-06:00

and THIS is why she is my best friend.

maxwell's silver hammer

2009-09-22T02:32:00.003-06:00

this summer was my first time firing a shotgun. it turns out i was a pretty good shot. i hit almost all the clay pigeons... but the first time was scary. i didn't expect it to kick back like a horse.

and now drew has posted it on youtube for all the world to see. i'm famous!

women and men

2009-09-16T11:27:00.001-06:00

dear readers,

today, a frenchman told me i have magnificent breasts.

love, camille.

nothing in this world

2009-09-13T14:44:00.005-06:00

so, i'm living in paris. in this house.

and it's all pretty surreal.

jack's obsession

2009-09-04T00:38:00.002-06:00

an ode

to my summer love

this summer was lame, to be quite frank.

i worked every day to fill up my bank.

to get to france, i needed the cash,

but just like that it was gone in a flash.

i've paid off the trip and i leave in a week,

but i'm leaving a love of whom i should speak.

this summer i had a passionate affair,

romeo's love can't even compare.

many a night i spent with my friend,

oh, the magical evenings and hours we'd spend!

you treated me with great love like a mother's,

so here's to you, super smash brothers!

i mastered your arts. i became quite a pro.

i can defeat opponents with one mighty blow.

pikachu and i fought many a war,

i pressed buttons until my thumbs were all sore.

three cheers for game cube, nintendo and such!

i'm leaving quite soon and i'll miss you too much.

words

2009-09-03T00:54:00.003-06:00

words i have heard far too much lately:

1. marriage/married.

how about no one gets married ever again? i vote yes on that one.

2. bolus.

i'm pretty sure you don't want to hear the reason behind this one.

3. poor.

i am going to france one week from today. i will stay there until december 7th. i just finished paying off the program expenses. thus, i am currently poor and i will be even more poor when i return.

4. jon gosselin.

why? whyyyy? i hate the fact that this man is famous for nothing. i hate him. i hate "jon & kate plus 8." i hate everything! i swear. every news story on google news includes this chump.

5. H1N1.

it was so much better when it was called the swine. "ack! i've got the swine!"

suddenly i see

2009-09-01T17:04:00.004-06:00

today i went to the optometrist to get my glasses repaired.

i LOVE my glasses. they are black with little green x's on the side. i call them my Xbox glasses.

sadly, my glasses acquired a spiderweb-like crack after a trip to idaho last month.

(fact#1: polycarbonate lenses get cracks when sprayed with hair spray. or in my case, perfume. i learned a valuable lesson. pack eye glasses in a case!)

while i was waiting for my frames to get new lenses, i read a rather amusing reader's digest.

this particular issue bore the headline, "in search of the world's best joke." my favorite joke was from norway. those norwegians and i have the same sense of humor.

A woman rubs a lamp and out pops a genie. “You’re a kind lady, so I’ll grant you one wish,” the genie tells her. “See this cat? I’d rather have a strong, handsome man,” she says. The genie agrees and—poof!—the cat turns into a Brad Pitt clone. The woman leaps into his lap. “Do you have anything to say before we make love?” she asks. “Yes,” he says. “I bet you wish you hadn’t had me neutered last week.”

(fact #2: reader's digest also taught me that a certain trapdoor spider species discovered in california was named after stephen colbert. the Aptostichus stephencolberti. ha.)

grim, grinning ghosts

2009-08-31T20:53:00.003-06:00

BEHOLD:

the book in all its glory.

ladies and gentlemen, i give you

People Who Don't Know They're Dead: How They Attach Themselves to Unsuspecting Bystanders and What to Do About It

any way you want it

2009-08-28T16:06:00.005-06:00

today's guest blogger is the one and only

LANÉE AHO.

lanée is possibly the coolest person you will ever meet. she is very intelligent and can be quite intimidating with her vast amounts of knowledge.

i have decided to feature a blog post she recently wrote that features yours truly, me. check it out.

yoshimi battles the pink robots

2009-08-26T00:42:00.002-06:00

so i just watched i, robot. i am now officially scared that a glowing red robot is going to creep into my room and murder me with its cold, metal hands. add "robots" to my list of things that scare me in movies.

things camille is afraid of in movies:

robots. hellooooo? scary. they always seem to develop minds of their own then go on murderous rampages or develop presidential assassination attempts.
aliens. yes, it is true. i can't even make it through signs without backing into a corner and rocking back and forth. on my sixteenth birthday i went to go see war of the worlds, and i almost left the theater because i was so terrified. worst birthday ever.
dinosaurs. they are big, they have sharp teeth, and i hate them. i treat the jurassic park movies like drugs; just say no.

time's a wastin'

2009-08-19T10:39:00.007-06:00

bad news, folks. i discovered something highly amusing today. normally i don't open spam emails... but i decided to take a chance with this one.

because my decision to succumb to the "hollywood hair virtual makeover," i have wasted far too much time this morning giving people makeovers.

here are the results.

any requests? leave a comment and i'll give you a makeover as well. trust me. i want to do it. i have no life.

sweet lady

2009-08-14T18:24:00.006-06:00

i seem to be experiencing a number of beautiful desserts in my life lately.

bubble pop electric

2009-08-10T09:11:00.002-06:00

this morning i woke to a loud noise

an EXPLOSION.

i was still slightly asleep, so i somehow incorporated the explosion into my dream. when i decided to get up, i thought i had dreamt the whole thing.

it wasn't until i went upstairs that i learned the truth.

a poor squirrel had climbed up an electrical pole and blew a transformer.

so now we are without electricity and i am watching the provo city power guys in their cherry picker trying to fix the blown transformer.

i wonder if the squirrel was vaporized. maybe it's just lying dead and fried at the bottom of the pole. i wonder what squirrel tastes like.

just a kid

2009-08-07T01:08:00.003-06:00

it's raining, it's pouring, and andrew is snoring.

man, i love this kid. but he sure knows how to saw the logs when he sleeps.

i've never heard ANYTHING or ANYONE snore like this.

peaches

2009-08-07T00:34:00.003-06:00

today i straightened my hair. this is what i look like. (my brothers say i look like the joker when i put on a facial mask.)

a coworker of mine commented on my hair today. i was trying to explain to him that i don't straighten it very often because it takes forever and i always get unwanted comments. i think i explain it best in a memoir i once wrote.

I have crazy hair. It is not chocolate, hazel or chestnut. It is brown. The curls are unmanageable and have a mind of their own. In the spots above my ears it it kinky and frizzy, but the canopy on top and back are wavy at the roots then form ringlets at the bottom. In the mornings I look in the mirror and scream at the bride-of-Frankenstein effect that takes place while I sleep. It takes a lot of hair gel to tame my Mufasa mane.

Every so often I feel the need to conform and I straighten my curls. First I blow-dry my hair until it is as fluffy and soft as down. It acquires a radius of about ten inches and forms a sphere around my head that glows in the light. If I have a good straightener it takes about fifty minutes to flatten and smooth out the poofy curls. I don't straighten my hair that often because I hate getting the compliments.

“Camille!” everyone says. “Your hair is straight.”

“Yeah,” I say and flip it over one shoulder. What I actually want to say is, “No kidding? I didn't even notice.”

“Wow,” they continue. “I didn't even recognize you. It looks so good.”

Normally a genuine compliment is flattering and lifts my self-esteem. In this case, however, I never know what I should think. When they say my hair looks good, are they implying that it doesn't every other day? Do I only look acceptable when I straighten my hair? After a few days I get sick of it. I miss my curls. I jump in the shower and let the water spring my hair back into action.

When I was younger it made me so mad when all the old ladies would pull on one of my curls and let it spring back into place.

“I always wish I had curly hair like yours,” they would say. Perhaps I am becoming an old lady myself, because today I am glad I have it.

pink

2009-08-05T10:43:00.010-06:00

summer!

i love love love summer. this summer hasn't been the best of summers, mostly because i work all day and when i'm not working i'm just being extremely lazy. but i've been able to have some fun times.

and now, without further ado, my summer favorites.

fun times in las vegas

my birthday tea party

a birthday party for 7-year old knights and princesses

bellatrix lestrange and narcissa malfoy

climbing around at the city of rocks with my secret club

as i was looking through some of my summer pictures, i realized that drew and i tend to wear the same colors. i'm not quite sure how i feel about this.

(i promise i'm wearing a blue shirt in this one. but even our tongues match! )

take a picture

2009-07-17T22:24:00.004-06:00

meet christine:

my current favorite obsession is looking at hilarious portraits. check it.

sexy people: the blog

awkward family photos

somewhere that's green

2009-06-24T21:50:00.004-06:00

why i love trader joe's:

1. they have delicious foods
2. they have healthy foods
3. they are the best

organic tampons, anyone?

http://traderjoes.com/

holiday

2009-06-23T18:06:00.000-06:00

i am in las vegas.

i seem to like this place less and less every time i come.

relax (take it easy)

2009-06-16T17:02:00.001-06:00

it's raining. and i am in a cozy bed, watching my brother play zelda while i eat cookie dough.

you should watch my sweet vids. www.camille.7h.com

half-breed

2009-06-02T23:48:00.003-06:00

today i got to ride one of these. one word: wow.

it's a hybrid bike made by Giant.

as you pedal the electric system kicks in and measures the amount of force you're putting on the pedals and matches that force with power.

it was amazing! as i was pedaling, the bike was literally propelling itself for me.

HOLY MOLY. yes, yes it's true.

i figure if each of my readers sends me $80, i'll have enough to buy it.

i accept cash or check.

barbie girl

2009-05-27T17:12:00.003-06:00

yesterday the california supreme court upheld proposition 8. i went up to the utah state capitol building to report on the marriage equality rally that was going on. gays, lesbians and straight people were protesting the california decision.

while i was there, i got asked out. by a woman.

i told her i wasn't single.

bohemian rhapsody

2009-05-26T08:38:00.007-06:00

i can add 3 names to my list of bands i've seen live. excellent.

... and i wish i was gwen stefani. but after seeing her live last night, i am pleased to announce we have the same color bra.

no doubt
paramore
the sounds
goo goo dolls
mika
death cab for cutie
mates of state
journey
heart
cheap trick
celtic women
jordin sparks
3 dog night
abba
boys 2 men
angels and airwaves
the veronicas
miley cyrus
blue man group
... and i'm sure i'm forgetting some.

i've also seen a lot of classical music groups and local/minor artists. favorites:

good morning maxfield
utah symphony
seve vs. evan
ace enders

hair

2009-05-13T20:39:00.003-06:00

i cut off five inches of my hair.
i am a happy woman.
i called up my friend, palmer, to tell him about my hair adventure.

"i cut my hair today. five inches."

"really? huh. did you ever see that one show on the WB called trinity? or maybe it wasn't trinity. it was called something like that."

"no."

"well, it was about this girl and her life. it was actually a really boring show, but everyone loved to watch it because she was just so hot. anyway, she had this long, beautiful hair. then one season she cut it off and got this really ugly short hair cut and people stopped watching the show because she wasn't hot anymore."

"hmmm..."

"that's what i think of whenever anyone gets their hair cut."

"i see."

except, i really didn't.

the best day ever

2009-05-09T21:54:00.002-06:00

fact:

i currently have 5 tattoos at the moment.

and every single one is spongebob related.

californication

2009-05-09T13:14:00.003-06:00

confessions:

i have a favorite bathroom stall on campus. i always use it.
i have owned some of the same clothes since seventh grade.
sometimes i wish to be kidnapped.
i want to go on a date with spongebob squarepants.
i always wanted to marry someone with the last name "martinelli."

hmmm.

livin' on a prayer

2009-05-06T20:02:00.003-06:00

i want to look like this.

this bitter pill

2009-05-04T02:27:00.003-06:00

my brother was very sick this week. in fact, on thursday, there was one particular hour in which i was convince he was going to die.

my mom took him to the doctor's office. they said he had either pneumonia, bronchitis, or swine flu. secretly, i hoped he had swine flu because i am a reporter for BYU TV, and then i would have a good story to report on.

but he didn't have swine flu. and he is better now.

and i just spent far too many minutes playing this game. i can't get past level 9. blast.

avant garden

2009-04-28T11:15:00.001-06:00

wow. i think i should just take pictures of my hair every morning.

it never ceases to amaze me.

this elegant updo was a result of me falling asleep on the lovesac with my hair still in a ponytail. gotta love it.

in other news,

andy goldsworthy=my favorite person in the world.

his art is all made with nature. for example, he uses water or thorns to hold leaves together.

he also does sweet things with mud.

and he likes to play with sticks and ice.

he also lies down during rain or snow to create "rain shadows."

hats off to you, andy.

sleeping in

2009-04-27T10:56:00.002-06:00

i love sleeping in.

this is me right now.

glamorous, no?

i have quite the sex hair.

run away home

2009-04-22T10:24:00.005-06:00

yesterday i experienced something strange.
i said goodbye to my roommate that i have lived with for the past two years of college.
WEIRD.
we aren't living together next year. college will be a strange experience without her.

things i learned from lauren:

excellent game strategies, namely ticket to ride.
transformations are the best. especially when they involve a beast turning into a prince.
poppyseed chicken is the best thing in the entire world.
coloring is not only for first-graders.
i have long, graceful limbs.
procrastinating never gets you anywhere.
watching people make out through a peephole is both hilarious and educational.
brunettes have way more fun.

quality lauren quotes:

"harlot. some words are just pleasant..."

"i don't want sperm swimming inside of me!"

"mneh," "rreh," and other delightful sounds

"how delightful."

"i find myself strangely drawn to him."

"that is acceptable."

glass danse

2009-04-17T09:16:00.003-06:00

today, i woke up in a condo in sunny st. george.

that was nice.

what was not nice, however, was the noise that woke me up.

a groundskeeper was using a hedge trimmer to manicure the grass in the back of our complex. i was annoyed that he felt it necessary to use such a noisy power tool at eight in the morning.

CRACK

all of a sudden, there was a loud sound.

"andrew," said my brother gavin who was sleeping near me, "what did you do?"

andrew, our youngest brother had been dancing around the condo for about a half an hour. it's a strange phenomenon that younger kids refuse to sleep while on vacation. "i didn't do it," andrew insisted.

i decided to sit up and put on my glasses. i heard a trickling, cracking sound like rain.

there in the sliding glass door, was an enormous crack.

apparently mr. hedge trimmer had felt it necessary to pick up a rock and pitch it at the window.

even now as i am typing this, i can still hear the window cracking. i bet it shatters within an hour.

hella good

2009-04-14T10:58:00.004-06:00

best discovery of yesterday?

f my life.

have you ever had a crappy day/experience and want to tell the world about it? or yell at the top of your lungs "F MY LIFE" ?

i'm not sure i have, but the people here sure get that feeling. check it out.

thanks to drew for introducing me to this delightful website.

today

2009-04-08T09:19:00.002-06:00

poured

myself

some

kix cereal,

i found this one shaped like a pac-man.

today will be a good day.

the memory of trees

2009-04-07T19:44:00.011-06:00

it is spring.
and it stinks. quite literally.

today as i was leaving work on the west side of campus, i noticed a familiar, undesirable smell.
THE TREE. the tree that i absolutely abhor has gone into bloom. this tree, despite it's rather adorable appearance, emits the worst odor imaginable.

what is strange, however, is that i seem to be the only one who is bothered by this particularly heinous scent. i have tried pointing it out multiple times to family members and friends, but they never agree to the foulness.
"i smell it," my mom said once. "but it's not that bad."
not that bad? hello. i can't walk past the tree without crinkling my nose and gagging.

there are a plethora of these disgusting trees that line the MTC field/parking lot on 9th east here in good ol' provo. it was there that i first noticed the odious aura. a few springs ago the scent waved over me as i rode my bike underneath their white blossoms. i had to stop to find the source of the terrible smell, and my nose led me straight to the innocent flowers that graced the branches of the trees towering over my head.

today, when i finished my classes and walked into my apartment, i was greeted by a heat wave. the place was so hot that i had to leave. i decided to take a walk up to campus and search for one of the gross timbers. i grabbed my ipod, named lazarus, and snagged my lemon-lime soda out of the fridge. normally i don't drink carbonation. i don't like the bubbles of death. but drew says that soda helps stomach aches, and i have had one for a couple of days. since he is perfect, he brought me the wanna-be sprite.
sipping my pop, i walked up the path on the south end of campus near the clyde building and listened to "shake that" by eminem--my guilty pleasure--on my ipod. i stared down each tree so that i could correctly identify the smelly culprit on the BYU website's tree tour.
eventually i found one, just as my music player had switched from the rapping profanity of eminem to "in a big country" by dashboard confessional.
aha! there it was, sitting innocently in between the widtsoe and eyering science buildings.

later, with help from the tree tour, i correctly identified the tree as an aristocrat pear.
THE HORROR.
for some reason i feel that knowing the proper name of the tree justifies my hatred.

how could a tree emit such a foul scent? i don't know. maybe the problem is not the tree, but my nose. i might have some mutant olfactory cells in my nasal cavity that don't agree with the tree-smell. perhaps my poor nose just can't tolerate the tree's desire to multiply and replenish (a flower is simply the reproductive organ of a plant. think of that next time you stick your nose in a daisy).

whether the problem is my nose or the tree, you will have to find out for yourself. sniff away.

can't stop the rain

2009-04-03T14:57:00.003-06:00

so, a few years ago i discovered this gem.

it is my favorite short film.

done by the magnificent genius shane acker.

now, it is being turned into a feature film, and i am slightly furious for these reasons:

1. it's always a bit depressing to see something you discover suddenly become cool to everyone else. (as far as my life is concerned, think: vampires)

2. they are giving the characters VOICES.

NOOOOOOO

one of the reasons this movie is so cool is because the characters don't talk!

hollywood will ruin it.

oh, well. my only hope rests with the fact that tim burton is producing.

anyway, here y'all go.

9 by shane acker

wild child

2009-03-30T14:39:00.005-06:00

i am so excited for this movie. it was always one of my favorite books.
but since i have such high expectations, i'll probably end up hating it.

(and in case you were wondering, i accidentally made a typo up above and said "sexpectations." i fixed it, but now i'm thinking i should have just left it.)

smile like you mean it

2009-03-25T10:53:00.006-06:00

HOLY COW

i discovered the most amusing website in the entire world.

i was reading an interesting article from the deseret news about a mom who likes to "pick up" other moms. she meets random women, asks for their number, and then they hang out. however, the most interesting part was not the story itself, but the advertisement on the right side.

"Interracial Dating," it said.

of course, i had to investigate. normally i never click on ads, but this time i had to make an exception. i was greeted by the following:

Interracial Dating Central: Where it's OK to color outside the lines...
Are you single and open to dating people from another race? Then join thousands of members looking for love at Interracial Dating Central, where we specialize in interracial dating services.

lauren and i decided to browse the profiles.

meet cathleen!

and homesteader!

the profiles were quality.

wadeva says, "I am a black guy, and I want to meet a nice lady who I can be with in a long term relationship. I love to have sex but not all the time..."

MariyamF says, "I am... MATERIALISTIC! Money does buy happiness! Complete B-IOTCH! DesMoineaux Demeanor... Controlling, demanding, and impatient..."

wow. that's all there is to say. check it out.

drew troutner...

2009-03-23T11:57:00.002-06:00

... is a gaywad.

and he no longer has a girlfriend.

Are You In?

2009-03-23T01:18:00.010-06:00

So I have this friend. We shall call her Ellimac. One day her friend Werd came over to her apartment and borrowed her laptop to put all of his brackets in for March Madness, but unfortunately, he forgot to log out of all of his accounts, and Ellimac went crazy and edited all of his info on Facebook to show everyone else in the world how much he loved her. Werd didn't really mind though, he thought it was kind of funny. Even still, his profile info is just the way that she put it.

Well, a couple of days later, Werd was reading a blog by one of his friends. She had a very interesting post, and he decided to comment on it. After he posted his comment though, he realized that his account wasn't signed in, but it was in fact Ellimac's! Werd was all of a sudden thinking of all of the possible things that he could do with this newfound freedom. He could make life toally miserable for Ellimac, but he decided not to because he wasn't that cruel. However, Werd couldn't let a perfect opportunity like this go to waste. He told Ellimac that he was going to get back at her somehow, and this seemed fairly appropriate. He knew how much she liked photo collages on people's blog posts, so enjoy the pictures. They are amazing. I had some REALLY good ones, but I didn't want to really embarrass anyone (read: Ellimac)

This is a sexy stache.

This is a midget wrestler.

This is a gigantic David Beckham in his underwear.

This is an alpaca.

This is your ridiculously good-looking boyfriend (and you looking on in disgust).

ditto.

ditto ditto.

This is your next boyfriend because you didn't like your old one.

This is Grandpa Schwinny.

He's kind of like Benjamin Button. Just not as.....promiscuous.

PS. Werd didn't delete anything that Ellimac did. Let's see who has the better sense of humor, shall we?

money maker

2009-03-21T01:26:00.006-06:00

in light of the current economical "crisis," i have created my own stimulus plan.
this idea occurred to me when lauren made an interesting observation towards my slacking/lazy/indifferent tendencies.

i was taking my warm, clean laundry out of the dryer.
"well," i said, "i don't want to put these away right now. i guess i'll add them to the pile of clean clothes on my bed."
i walked to my room and dumped the clothes on my purple polka-dotted bed spread. there was already a build-up of a few days' worth of clean laundry.
"ah yes," said lauren. she laughed. "why even bother buying bed covers when you have clothes to cover you?"
it was then that i realized she was on to something. i decided to take immediate action and formulate a stimulus plan based on the multi-tasking nature of my clean laundry.

camille's stimulus plan

1. clean clothes are comfortable and sanitary. why not make use of their cozy qualities? just cover me with a couple of warm, fresh-out-of-the-dryer t-shirts and i'm ready to sleep. imagine: mothers tucking in their children with hoodies and socks rather than a comforter or sheets. the dual nature of laundry is perfect for sleeping purposes.

2. with the rise of "laundry bedding," people will no longer need to buy sheets for their beds. All the cotton mills and textile factories in the south will close down.

3. cleaner air will be a result of the demise of the southern factories. without threats of pollution or acid rain, the crops will thrive.

4. an overabundance of food in the south will cause them to sell it for a very cheap price to grocery stores and even to export it to other countries. food will be practically given away!

5. with the low costs of groceries, people will buy more. they will still be convinced that the economy is under fire, so when they see such low food prices they will want to stalk up.
"look, dear. creamed corn for only 5 cents a can! we'd better stock up. you never know when we won't be able to afford food."

6. this buying will start a cycle. the southern farmers will make so much money from their food sales, they will be able to buy more. their purchases will affect many companies, who in turn will also become rich and lower their prices as well.

7. people will be able to afford things and will buy more of everything. and voila: the economy is saved. now go do laundry.

2009-03-20T12:23:00.002-06:00

hello. i am going to blatantly promote my other blog.
for those of you who don't know, i'm living in paris this fall with the university's study abroad program. our class has put together a blog to tell about our "goings-on." i recently posted this (below). but check out the blog for more cool stuff!

I confess; many of the things I am excited to experience in Paris are nothing out of the ordinary.

I want to walk down the street and eat a baguette.
I want to go to Disneyland Paris.
I want to eat my body weight in pastries.
I want to see a ton of French films.

But possibly most of all, I want to go to the catacombs.

I have been obsessed with serial killers, vampires (the cool, real kind, not sparkling edward cullens), witchcraft, ghosts, and the gothic for my entire life. Walking through underground tunnels filled with skulls and bones would be a dream come true.

I would be in my element.

The catacombs (l'Ossuaire Municipal) were created to stash all the dead that were overflowing churches and cemeteries. The bodies were spreading disease, so the government created the underground ossuary to store the dead and protect Parisians.
So let's go! Bones!

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(¸.·´ (¸.·´ Camille
moviegalcamille.blogspot.com

photos shamelessly stolen from google images.

the nicest kids in town

2009-03-18T15:52:00.007-06:00

BABIES.

i want them.

hahah just kidding. i am actually not planning on having children for quite a few years, thank you very much. i can barely even handle the third graders i help with writing every monday at the elementary school. i am going to be a terrible mother, it's apparent.

but when i saw this boy i couldn't help but want him for my own. now, i command you to go here and be sure to click on:

Herein, a look at Arlo Weiner's wardrobe, in his own words.

and now, without further ado, my future child.

thanks to miss crowland for the inspiration.