You see what I deal with?

Prologue: I live with my dad and brother who mostly control the DVR recordings.

So at the beginning of this football season, I went downstairs to make sure the BYU game was set to record. It wasn't. After I enter this necessary request in the DVR, a pop up notification alarms to show a scheduling conflict. In order to record the game I had to cancel recording either Glen Beck or Jersey Shore. Seriously? This is the idiocy taking up valuble space on the DVR. How do you choose between the lesser of two evils?

Day Two

Ain't nothing like an anti-depressant and a bowl of Cookie Dough to get ya outta bed in the morning.

Tear

So, last night one of my dearest of dear friends ended her trip out here in Utah and headed back out to PA. I know... it sucks and I'm completely heartbroken. It was one of those mornings where I couldn't get out of bed (or roll off the couch, whatever) cuz I just wanted to stay home and sulk big time.
I as moping big time when I got in my car to leave the airport as Frontier Airlines sped her 2,100 miles away from me. It didn't help either to turn on the radio to hear the oh-so applicable Whitesnake song, "Here I go Again" from the very beginning. Thanks universe for reminding me how miserably lonely I am as tears stream down my face... thanks a lot.
I'm reminded of Owen Wilson's character on "The Wedding Crashers" when he's all hurt and crushed, and speaks on his answering machine with this unmotivated and depressed, "You've reached John.... whatever. ::beep::". So sad, and so relevant!

(from left to Right: Tia, Carrie, Chelsey, Jessica)