music issues

There are a couple issues we need to discuss concerning music. If you don't care about that subject, you can just move along to the next post.

first: Ryan Adams is dating Mandy Moore! Really? Ryan Adams and Mandy Moore. What? I cant even tell you all of the negative thoughts going through my brain when i read this. "Easy Plateau" and " Missing you like candy"? No! I just cant believe this. I hope he wakes up one day and realizes who he's dating and punches her in the face( i know thats mean, but i really do not like Mandy Moore) next subject.

So in salt lake, every summer, they have the Summer Twilight Concerts Series. Where the city gets bands to play for free down town, at the Gallivan Center. Of Course the summer Abe and I leave they have an amazing line up! The Roots, Andrew Bird, Clap Your Hands say Yeah, Nada Surf, Neko Case, and Broken Social Scene! I feel like they are just rubbing it my face that i don't live there anymore. Abe and I were debating whether or not we should go to salt lake just for Broken Social Scene. I am so mad about this. I would pay a lot of money to see any of those bands, but no, they are in Salt lake, for free! Why do bands skip over Phoenix? seriously though... Abe and I were looking for shows to go to, and wait... they were NONE! not only do we have to bake in this heat, we also get to listen to the"Top 20 songs" over and over again. We are living in the wrong city.

two years in uruguay

While watching the RSL vs. KC game on the desktop in our 800 square foot home of pure stucco, I received an email picture from my loved friends in slc that where at rice-eccles watching the game, REB Too Tall and Homer. When I lived in Uruguay for two years, I never felt as homesick as I did at that moment. But while living in Uruguay for two years I was never able to cope with homesickness as I am able to now thanks to conjugal living

the day in the life

Since Xbox 360 Live's inception, there's been 2,300,000,000 hours spent playing games on the network. Which is 95,000,000 days. Which is 260,000 years. 2,000,000 text and voice messages are sent over the service every day. My husband... he is one of them. It all started when Abe's friends got him an Xbox 360 for "our" wedding present. Wedding present? really? Everyday, if not every other day Abe is on the Xbox 360. It wouldn't be such a big deal, but when he is playing, he is occupying not just the television, but the internet too. So what do i get to do... i am left with no other choice, but to be stuck watching him play. yeah, thanks for the wedding present. I really picture my first year of marriage, watching my husband say ridiculous things into headset, while his are eyes glued to the T.V.( I hope everyone is picking up on my sarcasm.) So, to entertain myself, i started recording all of things he says. Its funny to me, because its things that i didn't expect Abe to ever say to me in real life.
"Look at this guy twitching, i feel bad because i killed him."
"dude."
"Look at my gun, customized baby!"
"dude."
"Do you want to see me snipe this guy?"
"dude, dude."
"Do you want to play? I can plug you in."

Did he really think i wanted to play? All i could say in response was,"this game swears."
Just another day in the life of being Mrs. Abe Reyna.
(feel free to kidnap me at anytime.)

The Captain's Mistress

Last night it was brought to my attention that Jessica was famed for her great skill when it came to the Milton Bradley game Connect Four, circa 1974. Two players, ages generally range from 7 and up; games tend to last around ten minutes. I was curious to see her in her flair that made her a Connect Four celebrity in the Provo area. Children would come from a far to see her toy with her challenger, as she juggled the checkers across her knuckles, starring straight at them as if she could read ones thoughts. I must be honest with you, I did fear for my life as we laid out the travel size game. Instantly, I lost the first game not even knowing what had happen, I felt violated and used all at once. I mustard up all of my courage and took her once more. Final tally: Abe-6, Jessica-1. I was foolish to think that we could simply “spoon” afterwards…but that wasn’t the case. Needless to say, after she reads this, she most likely wont “spoon” with me tonight as well.

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