come in, and know me better man...

if you can tell me what movie that's from, you get major points. when i used to live in the sugar shack with the *best roommates in the world*, if [name withheld] was in the shower and you knocked on the door to see if you could come in (we only had one bathroom for 4 girls. we learned to share), she would say that. and i would laugh every. time. it's still funny to me.

i've been watching the bachelorette. stupid, i know. and i hate bentley as much as the next guy. and yes, i'm annoyed that ashley can't get over it...but at the same time, it's easy to understand where she's coming from. it's easy to get your eye on the prize. think of the best outcome. set high expectations....all the while not knowing what's going on behind the scenes. the only thing different is that she did it on television for everyone to see, so it makes me feel like maybe i'm not as dumb in the end. right?

tomorrow is my friday at work. thank goodness. i don't know why it's been such a long week. oh wait, it's because it has been a long week. i haven't been sleeping well this week. i know i should be in bed now, but instead i just got out of the shower and i'm sitting here with a towel on my head. whoops.

tonight i went to the mall by myself. i was looking for a certain accesory, and didn't think i'd actually find it, but decided to go anyways. the gateway is a cool mall, and i never realized how it turns into a hangout place during the summer. i guess when i lived in provo, i was content with my malls down there and so never made the trek up to salt lake to shop at the gap. there were a ton of people out. people performing on corners. restaurants with outside seating. kids playing in the water. heck, there was even a dance recital going on. it's a cool place! even though i didn't buy what i had planned to buy initially, it was fun to go and people watch. stroll. window shop. it was theraputic.

on tuesday night i joined my mom and grandma to a ward activity. they had someone come and speak on the 5 love languages. ever heard of it? i got on earlier in the day and took a little quiz to see which of the love languages i respond to, or "speak". it's really very interesting, you should look into it. on our way there, i asked my mom which one she thought i was.
"gifts. you like giving gifts, and you often are what you do for others"
interesting, because gifts was my lowest scoring love language. and then i sat through the presentation and learned a thing or two. did you know sometimes people give gifts, not because it's their love language, but because they are actually wanting something else in return? (and i don't mean another gift) she shared a story about a woman that gave gifts actually seeking words of affirmation. tricky. don't get me wrong, i love to serve and i love to give gifts....but my love language is quality time. undivided attention. i think i learned that i do alot of things for other people, not because i'm expecting service or gifts in return...but quality time. wow, if that's not confusing, i don't know what is. i guess it makes more sense if you're familiar with the 5 love languages concept, but still. it made me realize why i'm maybe a little sensitive it someone blows me off, or doesn't call, or accepts the other plans that leave me in the dust. i like spending time with people. real time. real good time. just in case you were wondering....

i get to wear jeans to work tomorrow because i donated 5 dollars to  fighting blindness. it was a good idea, i think, especially when we never get to wear jeans ever. so, for 5 dollars you get a little ribbon saying you've donated, and thus jean day at the moran was born.