An open letter to my friends

Dear Natasha, Kelly, Michaelyn, Bianca, Lawddy, Brin, Sara, Lizzy, Sharon, Shannon, Katie, Terence, Stevie, Johnny D, Dad, and those of you who have slipped my mind (oops),
Today is Thursday, tomorrow is Friday, and the following day, well the following day is Saturday. Saturdays are always good days, regardless of what they usually bring. However this saturday will be one for the books. For a small white llama will be boarding a plane in the snow and exiting in the sun!
I have had a diffucult first month, a fabulous two weeks and a sad last few days. Its like a headache that there is only one cure for.
I need my friends. I love you guys more than ones blog could ever explain. I miss the days of our sillyness, beaches, bars, bbqs, beer pong. . . the list goes on and on. 3 days is just simply not long enough for us to get it all in and out of our systems.
But it is enough to remind me of how truly blessed i am to have people like you in my life. i hope that my little insignifigant face and smile can cheer you up the way yours will for mine...
BRIN MANNING! i would give my left foot for you to be here, hobble around on crutches for the rest of my days all to see your ahi tuna wrapped face!!
love you bunches
muchismas besos
xoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxo
cant wait for arigato :)
llama

awkward work conversations

As I paced around the bar tonight I noticed one interesting thing. I counted 21 guys, and besides myself and the bartender, not one other girl. if youre in the market for love, you are in paradise.
shortly there after one of the girls that works upstairs came down for a post shift shot and beer. she pulled up a chair at the table directly centered in the bar. i noticed her checkin out the scene and finally after feeling kinda bad i walked up and started a conversation with her.
she told me that she was sitting in that exact spot as an experiment to see how long it would take for one of these tool like gentlemen to approach her. she was slightly bummed that it wasnt working but i helped her find humor in the situation.
and thennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn . . . .. .
she went on to tell me how she had started seeing the brother of a coworker upstairs, but only started seeing him after she had lost her chance with the owners son. she starts telling me how she was instantly super attracted to the owners son and tried to make a couple passes at him but they were unrecipricated. she figured that he probably wasnt interested due to the conflict of interest seeing as how his dad owned the joint.
i held back my laughter surprisingly well until she said, and i quote " and then i saw him with some stupid girl, like WHAT he has a girlfriend?! i mean he just came back into town, like who is this girl?!"
my laughter came out in a snort of true laura carvajal fashion.
she looked me in the eye and said, "oh my god, it was you!"
in the end we both laughed about and she went on to tell me how cute he was (numerous times) and how lucky i had been.
i agreed, smiled, and walked away

dislike

i strongly dislike stupid big trucks on freeways that let lose of unprecious cargo. ugh. near death experience were supposed to be a thing of the past. now im carless, again, in the snow, with two jobs. awesome

on a lighter note, my countdown to sbdom is on. i cant wait to grab my girlfriends, throw my arms around them and smile ear to ear.

and on an even lighter note, my hair will be lighter too, thanks to shannon coburn, my lesbian love. ive missed that part of my old life too ;)

and then ill leave on tuesday, my most hated day of the week, oh tuesdays just stop already, go away, youre not wanted here. keith villegas you pull my heartstrings.

xoxooxoxoxoxoxxooxox muahhahahahahahhaha

No more monkeys jumpin on the bed

Woke up this morning feeling the exact opposite of how I've been feeling everyday for the past 2 weeks. SAD!!

The little monkey face that has beyond brightened my days for several days now, took off to a lighter and brighter (and dumber) state this morning. So strange how you can go from such extreme emotions so so so quickly.

Moving here brought on a sadness that i hadnt really experienced before, it took me quite some time to adjust and i finally did. I owe a majority of that adjustment to him. and now ive been thrown for a loop that i knew was coming, i knew from the second i even heard of his existence that he wasnt here for good. i let myself fall into a situation that i cant just pull myself out of. I heart his face, the first face i have hearted in ummmmmm i dont know, like forever. amazing awesome radness of a boy that my little face got so lucky to have. and now, now i have to wait . . . OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH february 8th you cant come fast enough. cant wait cant wait cant wait.

to fly to austin to see my favorite musician with my favority boy in my most hated new city.

so now here i am, sunday morning. weird. alone on my couch, replaying everyday of the past few weeks, putting a smile on my face. a far cry from what i looked like about 30 minutes ago on my drive home. holding back tears feeling like a loser, almost sliding down the driveway on a chunk of ice.

who woulda ever thought such a short time could bring such ridiculous happiness and such quick real sadness.

before my trip to austin comes my trip home. perfect timing, cause this sad little llama will need all the girlie affection she can get. xoxo

Jameson, Jose, Jake

liitle llama was reintroduced to the drinking game yesterday, and my oh my how ive missed it. little brother turned 21 drank some brewskis with us and then decided i wasnt cool enough to hang, ditched me and my margarita for some friends. i was sad for a brief moment and then the phone rang.
boy on the line, boy on my mind. had my first venture out into the park city night life. started at my new place of employment and moved on down the way from bistros to dives to dollar drafts.
one of the two boys in tow was a lil too much for some to handle, got a beer thrown at him, his head smashed into the wall, an ambulance called, a police officer involved and a partridge in a pear tree.
neeedless to say it wasnt the most boring night of my life. it worked out fine with some sweet kisses to the face and non awkward hand holding, which is hard to come by with a new one!
little butterflies are flurrying in my belly and kelly is looking for single black men that like single mothers. go figure
anywhoooooooo
new boy = fantastical stories to tell. all in the name of grace. han that is
hearts from my face to yours!

Linea

Dear Linea Villegas,
You think you're so cool, traveling around the world and such. A little globe trotter is what you are and I despise it. Thailand, I know a man there, I think his name is Richard, I assume that like most asian places, thailand is very populated so just look for a shorter white man, blondish thinning hair on the head, but NO hair elsewhere. He is a GEM! you will absolutly love him. If i had his email, I'd let him know you were coming, perhaps you could dine in together somewhere, I know they dont have susans there, but something like it maybe?
Anywhoooooo, hope you have a grand time, get more tan, more cultured, and in the end, just a little more ethnic. HEARTS!
llama