Tuesday, February 22, 2011


So, B and I just bought a house. So I'll be moving this week.

We'll be more south in Calgary, closer to all our family and friends.

Will post pictures soon.

How fortuitous that on this blog I follow, Danielle is giving away a free room design. I lurve her designs, so feel free to enter if you must, but really you could just leave it for me to win!

xoxox O.

Friday, February 18, 2011

1st haircut!!!

Mine. Not Vida's, that girl is rockin' a sweet mullet.
My lovely friend Brooke cut my hair yesterday, and it looks tres chic.

But this is how it looked this morning when I woke up :)

I'll update you later.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

I'm so upset right now, I can't even explain to you! I just discovered H&M's home line, and its the most incredible thing ever. I want! I need! And even though I knew they didn't ship to Canada, I went through and "add to cart"ed my little heart out. Agonnnnnnnnyyyy. I'm so disturbed right now, I'd like to throw a watermelon on the floor. There is a silver lining though, I'm thinking, all I have to do is find a trustworthy person in Europe that I can ship it to, then have them ship it to me. What do you think? Know anyone? I'm desperate.

Kill me.

Duvet or Die.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Maybe and somehow won't make any good.

An old Russian proverb.

Describes the last few nights for me. Having a difficult time with a few things, but the Ruskies have helped me out, and so has this:

Maybe one of you needs it too.

Вре́мя — лу́чший до́ктор

Friday, February 11, 2011

From the Random Kingdom

This is moi at the lake this summer providing a musical selection from The Little Mermaid, with Maegan as my Flounder, and crutches and the boat for props. Classy.

You want to know a secret? Or 25-ish?

1) When I was four or five I used to pinch this one really annoying girl under the table in Sunday School.
2) Never got caught.
3) I really, really do have a tiny piece of my heart that believes Tupac still roams the earth.
4) I have peach fuzz beards on my earlobes. Look closely.
5) I have a few things that I regret from this life, and I think I always will.
6) Have always had very macabre thoughts, used to think that I was going to get shot in the face, or something totally Marilynesque.
7) Favorite show of all time: Unsolved Mysteries
8) If I could live anywhere in the world I'd choose to split my time between Laguna Beach, CA and Sugarhouse in Salt Lake.
9) I still want to act, write, and sing. One day at a time, I say.
10) I never ever in my mind think of myself as a nick name person, but until I turned 20, was known almost exclusively by anything but my full name. Liv, Livey, Libby, Olive, Libation...and now I miss it.
11) I miss a few certain people who used to be my friends.
12) I used to think that mediocrity was the worst thing that could happen to me.
13) So far, its kind of true.
14) I'd love to learn many languages. In order: Spanish, Russian, Latin, Greek, the Scandinavian languages, and French. All so I could read and watch in native tongues. I feel that one of the great hoodwinks in my life has been poor translation.
15) Hate that I love Disneyland soooooo much because I think they are capitalist pigs. But it truly is the greatest place on earth. But why, oh why do you have to cost a years worth of Cambodian wages to get into, and then Matterhorn is always broken down!
16) I love Fidel Castro. Honestly, read his official autobiography 'My Life', 736 pages of pure bliss.
17) I've always been a big time stalker.
18) I'm obsessed with tree houses.
19) Or rammed earth houses.
20) I used to go to Texas and/or Louisiana every year to visit my great grandparents. I love the Old South; the chivalry, and the tinge of sorrow that still seems to live in all the days-gone-by walls.
21) I like to be alone.
22) If I was stuck on a desert island with one person I'd choose Woody Harrelson. He's so funny he'd entertain me, he's sexy, so we'd get along fine in that department. He seems like a natural survivalist, and a vegan so he would take care of me. And I'm pretty sure a rocket would come from outer space and rescue us if I was with Woody.
23) I feel obligated to say that this is only if Brandon had been killed by some nuclear fallout, or horrible tire accident.
24) As a former fat kid, with asthmatic reactions to my allergies, I used to think that people who ran for enjoyment were imbecile. I've been know to say that running is only good for running away from scary things...and even then, they're most likely going to get you.
I have conquered running though, we have made our peace. We'll just have to agree to disagree.
25) I love personal challenges. Last year I didn't buy any "new" clothes, only used. Not too much of a challenge really considering most of you know that I always wear mostly used clothes anyway, but it was interesting none the less.

bonus: I love, love, love black babies and redheads. I covet these things more than anything. I feel like they are my calling in life, that's how strongly I feel about it.

P.S. None of these were really secrets.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Bloody Days

Rock star Vida split her head open, sad for all.

Here are gruesome pictures for you:

And sweet V lookin crazy after her rhino tranquilizer, she pulled the needle out of her leg like a she hulk so it took a lot longer for the drugs to run through her system.

She is much better now. Thank. you. very. much.

Monday, February 7, 2011

untitled to you

In my mind I place your hands upon me.
Hands that always ask a fee,
Never yeilding to entrances,
of eager eyes and sobbing throat.
You are too clever
for a heart that waxes slender,
so you stop just there,
before the burgeon of my soul.

So let me begin to unfold you.
Tracing fingers down your spine.
Let my forces crash upon you,
waves that drag one out to sea.
But there you wait upon the shore,
eyes of amber all aglow
missing nothing in the challenge of a foe
content to have me lap about your feet.

I will take your heart inside me,
like a pyre burning bright;
And take you deep inside the dark,
Let you burn me from the inward out.
But like the blood red phoenix rise,
We'll come to sing anew.
For I am the weary traveler
winding down the road that is you.

If we so collided with contentment
and the world conceived persists,
I will rest my hand upon your jaw,
"Let us see this eye to eye,"
Never leave me,
Never say you can forget.
For I am the gentle breeze that rocks you,
and the stillness is the death.