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Such a time waster...

1. First Name 2. Last Name (Yeah...kinda hard to Google the last name Hanamaikai and come up with anything other than pictures of other Hanamaikais. This is my brother, Phil) 3. Bad Habit 4. What I did last weekend (...or this weekend) 5. Grandmother's name 6. Past Pet ( Her name was Sugar) 7. First Job 8. Dream Job (the description of the picture isn't too clear. He's a food and travel columnist.) 9. My age 10. Where I grew up 11. Past Love (except not this particular Mark. Although, he is very easy on the eyes...) 12. My best friend's nickname 13. Favorite place to be... 14. If I went back to school, I'd become... 14. My favorite place to visit 16. My favorite color 17. My favorite Food 18. My Hero Now, its your turn! The deal: Google (image) each of the following items, pick your favorite photo from the first two pages of results, and ta da! A brilliant blog post...

Vote!

5 More Friends Why do I vote? Because I believe I can make a difference. It doesn't matter if you're Republican or Democrat or whatever, you can make a difference just by voting.

I always have to steal my kisses from you...

My nose is stuffy. I'm achey. My sinuses are generally unhappy. My throat is itchy and red and my ears are doing weird things. Ugh...I hate getting sick. I usually only get sick once a year, knock on wood. Funny thing is I was sick around the same time last year except my cold was far worse. I'm hoping that this cold doesn't turn into anything nasty. Like strep throat or an ear infection. I'd take an ear infection over strep throat any day, but I'd still have to go to the doctor and take antibiotics. Both of which I do not want to have to pay for. My head feels like its floating... Anyway, other than being sick, I have nothing to really update. Lani, Laura and I went FHE last week to carve pumpkins. They lasted nearly a whole week until the stupid neighbor kids smashed them. They had the gull to smash them while I was home! I hate trouble-making kids. They have a parole officer each and I'm pretty sure their lesbian mothers aren't setting an example for them

We're going to the chapel of loooove...

So my friend Erin asked me to help her plan her wedding. I'm mostly going to be in charge of decorating the cultural hall for her Provo reception. So far I know that she wants a sunflower bouquet and centerpieces. I guess she mostly wants the sunflower yellow to be an accent with a winter-y blue as the main color. I have no clue what she really wants because lets face it, she doesn't really care about having the reception. She has the man, the ring and she's getting married in the temple. I was thinking about this whole planning business on Saturday while I lay in bed waiting for sleep to over-take me. Erin is getting married in the middle of January. Sunflowers, by nature, are a summer flower. Where am I to get real sunflowers for a bridal bouquet in the middle of January? I'm probably going to have a hard time finding fresh sunflowers but I figure I can take creative license with the fake sunflowers for the centerpieces. I just have to worry about getting a couple, me

Where you lead, I will follow. Anywhere...

So, the store closed 20 minutes ago. Its dark inside except for the Cricket sign in the window and a girl comes into the store asking if we're open. Hm. Now let me think. Its dark inside. What business operates without their lights on? Granted, I probably should have locked the door from the inside, but I'm weird and like getting out of here fast once I've set the alarm. Anyway, its almost time for me to catch the bus to go home. Hopefully I won't have to make an appearance tomorrow granted my brother hasn't worked in TWO freaking days. *sigh* One can hope, right?