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if the iphone came in red, (and not exclusively on at&t), i would so get one.


idiocy of the day aside; i'm feeling rather exhausted. it's been a productive day, though! i love mornings where i wake up on time, early (even though i woke up two hours later than i should have, this morning), and i start accomplishing tasks and checking things off my to-do list before i'm even out of my pajamas. it's awesome!

i've always had a romantic dream of moving to new york, living in an apartment with my hugeee dog and however many cats, and being a photographer/editor that does posh things. i would wake up every morning at 7 a.m. like clockwork and i would have a routine. (routines are posh.) i would get the paper, a cup of tea, maybe a slice of toast and i would pop open harriet at the table. i would then proceed to check my email, look at my perfectly balanced check register online (i would have balanced it the night before, like i always would, every night) and would not at all tweet about whatever. by half 7 my kitchen bit would be done, i would feed the cats and dog and would buzzle off to the bathroom/my posh bedroom to get ready for the day. i would, of course, dress poshly and have nice hair and be done within 15 minutes so as not to be late for work at half 8. (because all jobs should start at half 8 and never 8 on the dot.) i would then poshly exit my apartment, keys jingling into my purse after i lock the door behind me and adventure off into the ny metropolitan sidewalk journey of the morning. i would arrive at my desk at 'posh magazine' and tea in hand, sunshine beaming in the window, i would begin the day.

isn't that an incredible daydream?
yeah, i really don't want that.
my real life would be better like this:

living in a cute little old house fixed up, or a lofty flat with a ladder to an upper story, with splashes of colour and minimal clutter, minimal decorations, and a garbage disposal in the sink. i would still have a hugeee dog and however many cats, of course. i would have white puffy sheets and a mirror bedside table. i would love to have walls and walls full of books with a sliding ladder that slides along them. i would like to get up at 7/8 a.m. and have tea and french toast (almost every morning) and i would really like to enjoy doing my work on harriet but from home, snuggled up under the covers. i enjoy housework, so cleaning and organizing and doing the dishes are all things that would happen in my day. by 9 p.m. i would be done and would get ready for bed. even though i'm not a huge fan of baths i'm convinced it's only because i've never had the right tub. the right tub would be one with feet, all white, and pretty frilly decorations inlay into it. anyway, i would probably soak in the bath for about a half of an hour with a book/whatever hard hitting news story i was working on at the time and needed to edit, and then i would hop into bed with my kitties and/or puppy curled up at my feet. oh, and i wouldn't be cold.

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i still have some of the paint samples i got when i was out on my escapade with kimmi to fred meyer the other day, i haven't the heart to take them out.

i'm waiting on my counselor from uni of pheonix to get back to me on whether she got my transcripts faxed or not, here's hoping they went through.

i'm annoyed because i want to be logged into blogger and also my 'malarayofsunshine' gmail account but blogger logs you in to whatever email you used to set up blogger automatically and for this blog it was not my 'malaray' email. i think that's rude.

i'm hoping for some sun, soon. if not i'm going to put my plan of going to disney in the summer into action. hurry up, sun! (but i'm still most likely going to go to disney.)

xxx mal

so, tomorrow...

I start back up at school.
YEY.
I'm a bit nervous.
A public speaking, ethics and journ class on the menu for sure... we'll see how this goes.
Public speaking at 8 a.m.?
Perfect.


Sometimes I wonder how well Stacy, Clinton and I would get along...
Other times I don't care.
I love Stacy and Clinton, but I love the way I dress a whole lot more.


I hate the way Blogger messes up my images.
Cruel, cruel world.
(Flash back to another blog? I think so... not sure.)

See you tomorrow, maybe.

xxx mal

3/76 time? Is that a technical musician's term?

Why does Blogger always insist on making my nicely clean and crisply edited photos look lame and sub-par? It's so rude.

Isn't that an amusing photo? Walking back to my car I noticed that on campus the other day. Too much.

Just a note: Kimmi and my song, "Falling For a Time Lord" is totally off tempo, we're going to re-record soon. <3

I had many clever and witty things to say and now I'm just run down. Blogger decided to delete this huge chunk of my writing and I also received a really random IM from someone I hadn't spoken to in ages just a few minutes before sitting down to finish this blog and it put me in a sore mood because talking to people who are negative all the time does that to me.

How do people who always go around with a perpetual rain cloud over their head seeing the world through sunglasses stay alive? It seems such an aggravating existence. I could not even imagine. Like I said, I'm tired now so you will all have to deal with excerpts from my brain and the day.

Here is a little something I typed up while testing myself to see if I could still type as fast on a split-down-the-middle keyboard as on my Mac. I was pleasantly surprised; I can.

Jazz is quite nice but typing on this keyboard is not. I really dislike keyboards like this one, gotta refresh my muscles with what it is like to use one. Oh, well, they seem to be doing relatively well! That's wonderful.

It's 40 past noon now, I'm here 'til 2. YIKES! The phone just rang. You'd think I had just seen a meteor with the rate at which my heart skyrocketed! Wow. False alarm, though. It was Jenapher's line, not listener support.

Whew. This is quite exiting. I think I'm going to try and write myself an email with all of this in it at the end of the day so I (and you) can see all the mental things I've thought/said through the first crazy day. Cell phones are supposed to be off during on-hours-oops, mine's not.

Today (according to Jen) is a slow day and while she's away at lunch.

Directly after that the telephone rang! What an adventure today was. We gave away tickets. Yes. I have become that person that you get when you call into a station and ask if you won the tickets you just scrambled to dial for.

It's also nice to know I still have my PC dealing skills on ready demand, seeing as the whole radio office runs off PCs. Odd to be back in that interface though, I must admit.

School starts soon.
Note to self: find out the books you'll need!

I'm back on a high of these artists: Sondre Lerche, Eisley, Owl City, Greg Holden, The Beatles, Fleetwood Mac and Sandrine.

Also check this out: http://www.musicovery.com/
Cade showed me that the other day, it's supercool.

Bah, now I'm talking just to talk. I feel lame. I want a thunder and lightning storm.

Work tomorrow.

Happy birthday, Davey.

xx mal

Life, is insanity.

Welcome to this, the newest installment of my life. (Well, the part I'm willing enough to tell you, the WWW audience that is.)

Our story begins "meanwhile, back at the ranch":
My life is just a silly silly right now, filled with finishing so many chapters in my life and looking eagerly forward to the penning of some very exciting new ones, I can't wait.

So as one saga ends, another one begins behind it.
The Pioneer, (the college paper for those of you not farmiliar,) has just closed production week on its final issue: Issue 16. It's a goodie. Chock full of articles that we toiled away at. Blood, tears, loss of sleep - the usual. ;] I don't know what else to say about the issue itself, it's really just another issue, albeit our final one as the "family" that we are. We don't officially have to be out of the office until the 15th, so we're all kind of chilling in there now, sharing stories, looking back on memories and sharing advice while laughing at all the silly times and mistakes we've all made.

The only two of us that are going to be here next year are Stefanie and I, and on the paper? We're not too sure. No one knows what the future holds you know. ;] All I do know is that I'm looking forward to next year very much. I've applied for Editor-In-Chief, Photo Editor, and A&E (just for the heck of it) so who knows where I'll end up! I'm just way excited to see what happens. There will be TONS of new oppourtunities for growth, learning, and expanding my comfort zone, it's going to be radical.

Summer.
Should I tell you how summer is going to be? Alright. Bike trip, sleep, website stuff, photography, writing, nothing. It is going to be so great. I was going to do the whole "summer job" thing but decided against it - I'll be babysitting a lot and would really just love to toil away my last "carefree" summer before the following year comes and university along with it. (No, I'm not sure as of yet where I want to go, ;])

Some things are changing in my family life right now, things that are very welcome as far as the category of change is concerned. I'd rather not disscuss my personal family goings-on here, in the middle of cyberspace. But if you know some, or would like to know more or whatever please feel free to drop me a line! (Phone, MySpace, Blogger, email, AIM, MSN, texting, etc.) I'd love to talk to you about anything and everything. =]

I suppose that's all this is here for: updating you all (and myself) on the small new changes and steps me and my life will be taking as the seasons turn the corners into summer. It's going to be a crazy ride, but it's going to be so great.

Remember: God is good, life is good, and always smile because you can.

Peace + LOVE,
Mallory