1. A dog walked past us, out of an elevator, and Jen wanted it to pay attention to her. Instead of clapping, or whistling, or other dog-calling tactics, she simply said, "I love you." The dog kept walking.

2. I found an old page of a letter/journal entry I had written in the period of my life where everything I did was fit to be in a movie:

things i needed to do this week:
finish and put down all the stencils
make mike's stamp
cd day with juju
get a hair cut
clean room
renew license
fix phone
fix ipod
get pants tailored
see lisa and sarah. or at least call and look like i put in the effort.

things i actually did this week:
cd day with juju
cleaned room (sort of)
got pants tailored
went to austin
jumped off a cliff into a lake (twice) (a big cliff)
laid out in the sun with girls i really love
sort of got tan(ner)
watched mystic river and my heart broke
pretended to be asleep on clay's living room floor
awkwardly escaped clay's house next morning
saw alex!!!!!!
put up t-rex stencils alllll over the place with tray
stole lunch at hardin house
went to a good show and laughed a lot with tracy
went to a party and "got all googly and looked like olive oyl" - mel
seriously kissed everyone there goodbye (chris r? wtf?)
danced, i need to stop that
matt h, oh my god. enough said.

so it didn't go as expected, but i feel like i got the better deal. i had so much fun. melanie was the first person i used to go to school with that i saw, and she was walking towards us and we were walking towards her and she said "my girls! my girls!" and we ran and literally jumped in her arms. there is no less cheesey way to put that. she held up her arms, and i ran and jumped in. alex was very similar, except he doesn't say things like "my girls!" and "big kisses!" when we're leaving.

One day, when I was still in the "My life is beautiful and like a movie" period of my life, I was going to take a shower, but ended up taking a bath in an ocean six hours away. Yeah. That happened.