<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747</id><updated>2011-07-30T22:29:51.826-05:00</updated><category term='future'/><category term='internships'/><category term='africa'/><category term='looking back'/><category term='IC'/><category term='toms'/><category term='random'/><category term='california'/><category term='love'/><category term='recap'/><category term='life'/><category term='growing up'/><category term='frustrations'/><title type='text'>a mundane adventure.</title><subtitle type='html'>life as i know it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-6117382996818028690</id><published>2010-06-07T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:35:49.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>C things</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I stand alone in this conclusion, or if it is one that is somewhat common.&amp;nbsp; I have recently come to a realization and I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the span of the 25 years 1 month and 11 days that I've been alive on this earth it seems that the things I want are pretty much on the nose always always out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about I want an Ipad, and I don't have the $500 to buy one. I'm talking about big things, like C things. I am A, but B stands in the way and I can never have C. Or I have L, M, N, O and I will never legitimately be able to get to where C is close enough to be achievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/TA26FT8ZSpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DOVPZJzY5Yg/s1600/alphabet_abc_lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/TA26FT8ZSpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DOVPZJzY5Yg/s320/alphabet_abc_lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is very vague, and most likely confusing to everyone that can't see inside of my brain, which is no one. So I guess I do stand alone in these frustrations. What should a girl do? Continue to strive for the C things? Or find things that are in reach and learn to want them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-6117382996818028690?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6117382996818028690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=6117382996818028690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/6117382996818028690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/6117382996818028690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2010/06/c-things.html' title='C things'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/TA26FT8ZSpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DOVPZJzY5Yg/s72-c/alphabet_abc_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-8012733035807515513</id><published>2010-06-01T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:52:46.271-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>The Itch</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt so completely happy one week... and the next all of that changes? for example. my life.&lt;br /&gt;I've been quite content for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is amazing and lives a hop, a skip and a jump away, give or take a few miles.&lt;br /&gt;I have an incredible group of ridiculously rad friends, near and far.&lt;br /&gt;I love my roommate and our home.&lt;br /&gt;I have a full time job that I adore, all inclusive of a loving church family,  a &lt;a href="http://www.davidsbucket.com/"&gt;boss&lt;/a&gt; who is a complete rock-star, and of course the infamous lunch bunch.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly kicking my debt's butt...very slowly, but it's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all of that to say: I have a stable income, a stable living situation, a stable group of people that surrounds me, and a set of stable goals (aka the butt kicking I spoke of before.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love where I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last couple of weeks (cue creepy music) IT happened. The Itch.&lt;br /&gt;If one were to superimpose a blank time-line over the story of my life, they would be able to clearly mark the other moments that I've been "infected" (for lack of a better word) by The Itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you the exact moment in the past few weeks that it happened...but it did. Every single time this has happened to me, I have not only had to step out in faith but also leap over mounds of fear, and rely not only on my strength but on a strength that is so much deeper than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between previous Itches, and the most recent "infection" is that I know that I am in the right place, where before I knew it was time for something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to ignore the itch, because maybe I do need change, something new, but maybe it isn't necessarily moving half way around the world again. We'll see what comes of this Itch. I just needed to put it out there to the unknowing universe that once again I have know idea what this means but I'm up for the challenge. I cling to the same faith and strength that I have needed with previous itches, and am excited to continue to embrace Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is always changing and I'm continually adventuring- no matter how mundane (or shall I say stable) it may look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-8012733035807515513?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8012733035807515513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=8012733035807515513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/8012733035807515513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/8012733035807515513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2010/06/itch.html' title='The Itch'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-2286307775922561338</id><published>2010-01-24T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:24:02.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday dad. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-2286307775922561338?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2286307775922561338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=2286307775922561338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/2286307775922561338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/2286307775922561338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-8838069764389953247</id><published>2009-11-28T17:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T17:47:52.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>I'm thankful for so much this season. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine witty comments full of grace and gratefulness here; the actual list would be quite lengthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just know that I'm thankful for you and them and he. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mad love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-8838069764389953247?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8838069764389953247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=8838069764389953247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/8838069764389953247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/8838069764389953247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2009/11/belated-thanksgiving.html' title='Belated Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-4191632224399465703</id><published>2009-09-11T21:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:21:44.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>What I know, is what matters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SqsTs2Vm4_I/AAAAAAAAACk/ghbD4u0zonw/s1600-h/DSC_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SqsTs2Vm4_I/AAAAAAAAACk/ghbD4u0zonw/s320/DSC_0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380415841045505010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to dwell on the lack of rhyme or reason on why I haven't blogged in over a year, or why I have decided to start blogging (for lack of better term) again. Better late than never I hear. I'm also not  going to try to explain or expound upon the past year, but I will say that I loved being an IC Roadie and stayed on a second term to help plan an international event called &lt;a href="http://www.invisiblechildren.com/media/videos/detail.php?id=1003662082"&gt;The Rescue&lt;/a&gt;. My time at IC was one of the most wonderful, eye-opening, influencing experiences of my life...please check out what they are doing and help end &lt;a href="http://www.invisiblechildren.com/home.php"&gt;Africa's longest running war&lt;/a&gt;.. shameless plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back in Texas living, learning, and job-searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've been thinking a lot lately about what I want to be "when I grow up". Or even what I want to do in life. I've been asked this question in several interviews (due to operation job-find), and the best answer I can come up with is that I have no idea. It is safe to say that: I have no clue what I want to make of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I feel like this is all fine and there is time to let life happen; that love and peace will bring me through it. Other days I wake up and feel like I'm completely suffocating and have a really hard time clinging to anything that is true and real, watching the clock go completely out of control like a bad dream. I've found that I'm not necessarily looking for the answers to the life questions (well I am, but I know that is a lot to ask) but I'm looking for some resemblance of balance. So my questions lie in how to find balance. How to stand in the fact that there is already a divine path that has been laid before me, and also how to grasp that this said plan and "my" plan may or may not be the same thing, let alone the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand not necessarily confused, but momentarily frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do know is this: I want to live a life filled with love, surrounded by friends and family, and occupied by sweet poise and grace. I want to fight for those who can't fight for themselves; to be a voice for the voiceless. I want to love people well and live like love is not only possible but the only option. I want to throw any qualms out the window and strive for adventure, no matter how mundane it may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-4191632224399465703?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4191632224399465703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=4191632224399465703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/4191632224399465703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/4191632224399465703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-i-know-is-what-matters.html' title='What I know, is what matters.'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SqsTs2Vm4_I/AAAAAAAAACk/ghbD4u0zonw/s72-c/DSC_0646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-6182079124121527040</id><published>2008-07-29T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:09:07.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>they say it was a 5.8....</title><content type='html'>well I have experienced my first earthquake, and apparently it was a fairly 'big' one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-6182079124121527040?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6182079124121527040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=6182079124121527040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/6182079124121527040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/6182079124121527040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-say-it-was-58.html' title='they say it was a 5.8....'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-8322827622056342508</id><published>2008-07-21T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T13:03:32.007-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Stuff White People Like- right on!</title><content type='html'>ok, so I know what most of you are thinking, and others of you may be freaking out- who really knows...two posts in one day, wow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we are past that, I have been procrastinating work &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this morning, and any of the legitimately urgent (or not so urgent) things I need to accomplish within the span of work hours (being 9-6 [ish]) will be pushed back for a few, meaning i will have to work 'late' tonight, &lt;a href="http://www.learningthai.com/"&gt;mai ben rai ka&lt;/a&gt;- no worries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, in my procrastination I came across a post on a blog that is quite humorous and pretty much 100% accurate, the majority of the time. Take &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/07/20/104-unpaid-internships/"&gt;today's post&lt;/a&gt; for example... the story of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Absolutely completely Right on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SITPKBhCaYI/AAAAAAAAABs/1ecCgLGHnkw/s320/IMG_2664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225529238769265026" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-8322827622056342508?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8322827622056342508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=8322827622056342508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/8322827622056342508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/8322827622056342508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2008/07/stuff-white-people-like-right-on.html' title='Stuff White People Like- right on!'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SITPKBhCaYI/AAAAAAAAABs/1ecCgLGHnkw/s72-c/IMG_2664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-1339932729987337838</id><published>2008-07-21T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:12:00.241-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IC'/><title type='text'>peace, love, and africa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SITCnox8n6I/AAAAAAAAABk/Gxv9Z3UTC70/s1600-h/spring2+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SITCnox8n6I/AAAAAAAAABk/Gxv9Z3UTC70/s200/spring2+062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225515453874216866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exploit, experience, feat, escapade...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so I was thinking about changing it up a bit, but the thesaurus has nothing on the word adventure, as seen by the first four words in this post. Escapade could be kind of cool but actually kind of sounds like an age 7 birthday party next to adventure, not sure but possibly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of that to say: I will soon embark on my next adventure--(in 13 days to be exact).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going on the road as a 'Roadie' with &lt;a href="http://www.invisiblechildren.com/"&gt;IC&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a 5 month internship: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are in San Diego for training during the first month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then in the beginning of September we leave to make the wide open road our friend for 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then back to SD for a month to follow up and process the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SITAmmGL88I/AAAAAAAAABU/RVbhNJnF1t4/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225513236950676418" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The New Adventure begins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 months total, 40 new friends and fellow roadies, 3 months on tour, 2 guys/2 girls, one van, and miles upon miles of open road for what you ask? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all comes down to one thing: to help bring peace to northern Uganda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the lack of detail/information on IC /Uganda itself... at this moment there is no time to write about everything i want to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, please check it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.invisiblechildren.com/"&gt;www.invisiblechildren.com&lt;/a&gt; -the organization, the movement, the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ugandacan.org/"&gt;www.ugandacan.org&lt;/a&gt; -you can find up to date information about the situation in Uganda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off! let's see where this next mundane, or not so mundane adventure leads!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-1339932729987337838?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1339932729987337838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=1339932729987337838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/1339932729987337838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/1339932729987337838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2008/07/peace-love-and-africa.html' title='peace, love, and africa...'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SITCnox8n6I/AAAAAAAAABk/Gxv9Z3UTC70/s72-c/spring2+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-5892789721610938323</id><published>2008-06-15T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:22:05.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>recap extraordinaire</title><content type='html'>So, I guess I could give a thousand and a half excuses for not updating in a while, but no worries I'll spare you the excuses and just start talking about the craziness that has been life the past couple of months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end (and middle at this point) of my toms internship was incredibly fabulous and trying all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; at the same time.  Having so much hope for the future, yet being at the same place I was at in December: confused, open, full on anxiousness, but always hopeful.  I have learned that having a hopeful heart is absolutely necessary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SFVieTQdCgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sKzQFVr26rU/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212180416456100354" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we go... things that have happened in the past 3 1/2 months:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. &lt;a href="http://www.ohthatmallory.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mallory&lt;/a&gt; came to visit for Easter...a most fabulous fun filled so-cal adventure. love you bucket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. SD weekend. I went to the Surf Diva event and then spent the weekend at &lt;a href="http://www.trenthancock.com/"&gt;trent's&lt;/a&gt; house with becca...a much welcomed break from the fantastic yet over-populated intern condo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. My mom came to visit a couple of weeks before my birthday! (I think she finally began to grasp why I love CA so much....which is a huge leap in the right direction.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. I flew to TX for my birthday and surprised my family. (i know it is supposed to be the other way around...but it was amazing. props to mallory, ashlee, my brother, &lt;a href="http://johnnybrower.com/"&gt;mr. johnny brower&lt;/a&gt;, and the rest of the family unit.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e. Speaking of my birthday my fellow interns surprised me with diddy at a fun outlaw's dinner and my dear friend/roommate/fellow intern eric gave me a ticket to the L.A ballet...to say the least such an amazing birthday/present, I absolutely adored it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;f. The weekend before our last week of the internship we all went to DISNEYLAND!! it was indeed a magical place.  (I mean where else can you meet the Aladdin cast, see nick lachey, attend a princess coronation, practically BE Indiana Jones [i don't recommend the fourth movie, complete and utter disappointment], and almost die on crazy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SFVzt3JifeI/AAAAAAAAABE/17w5mmk0EUg/s320/DSC01738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212199375486483938" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;roller coasters????? yeah, pretty much- DL is a gem of a place- come visit! i'll go again!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fII. Blake invited us (all of the interns) to go sailing with him on his boat. So decked out in nautical gear, we went to sail the open sea, but as we all arrived and got settled on the boat the battery ended up being dead. We went over to maggie grace's to play bache ball (a cross between bowling and croquet) and have a barbeque instead (let's just say it was very much a toms style get together :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;g. The last week of the internship was a blur, and I don't think I am over-exaggerating when I say that.  It was packing, 'downloading' ideas, job rejections, job offers, laughs, an epic fun friday, a bounce house, hyphy 'snerd' rap-esque costume contest, tears, more tears, hope for the future, lots of pictures, goodbyes, see-you-laters; it was the end of an era in all of our lives, and the beginning of the next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;h. I flew to Boston for the first time ever.  My best friend from college, Megan Marie Mcmurry was graduating from grad school at Boston College, and I flew up to surprise her- she freaked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i. From Boston I flew to DC, and then to Florida, and finally arrived in TX! It was a short trip, but a trip indeed. In texas I spent time in Waco, spent time with the fam, went to six flags, medieval times, and the movies, celebrated memorial day, mom's birthday, and packed my things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;j. I rented a truck from enterprise, and with the help of my bestie, ashlee j owens, we road-tripped from TX-CA in a 15 foot truck....insane i know- but fabulous all the while. ashlee spent a couple of days in L.A. and then flew back to TX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. So this brings us up to date for the most part. Yes, I moved to California for a second time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SFV0o_KtmnI/AAAAAAAAABM/9lPlhqC9SWg/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212200391251171954" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; in six months, and am now living on the west side two blocks from the beach in beautiful Playa del Rey (still very close to L.A. and Santa Monica).  I am living in a 2 bedroom apt. with three of the girls I met through the internship (&lt;a href="http://kirstenmjohnson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kirsten&lt;/a&gt;, Becca, and Abbi), and Molly who is taking Mallory's place until she graduates at the end of summer. I was offered a job to work for Candice Wolfswinkel as a PA, or personal assistant. Not sure what the next couple of months hold, but I have signed a year long lease...so let the mundane adventure that is my life continue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-5892789721610938323?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/5892789721610938323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=5892789721610938323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/5892789721610938323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/5892789721610938323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2008/06/recap-extraordinaire.html' title='recap extraordinaire'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/SFVieTQdCgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sKzQFVr26rU/s72-c/DSC_0061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-3659342853463598954</id><published>2008-02-22T00:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T01:04:28.998-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toms'/><title type='text'>life is a blur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R75zDTodRnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SFYDdiezAbc/s1600-h/IMG_2235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R75zDTodRnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SFYDdiezAbc/s320/IMG_2235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169695922914674290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it feels like so much has happened since i last posted, oh wait that is because a lot &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; happened since i last posted. such randomly funny and amazing things.&lt;div&gt;this means it is time for a list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. karaoke with the toms crew at the gaslight. this is significant because it was my first celebrity hang out. Blake is dating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maggie&lt;/span&gt; grace from Lost. best. day. ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b. met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hanson&lt;/span&gt;. yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hanson&lt;/span&gt;. they had a meeting at the warehouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;barnes&lt;/span&gt; concert at safari &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sam's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d. went snowboarding at big bear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e. i took lessons at big bear. funny story. i walk up to my class before it begins and i notice a big camera..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; i think. what is the camera for? i ask. as i ask the question this guy turns around with a microphone and introduces himself as Chewy (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chewbacca&lt;/span&gt;) a VJ for MTV &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tres&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt; 3.&lt;/span&gt; i am a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mtv&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tres&lt;/span&gt; star. awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i definitely busted hard a couple of times, at one point i thought i had pulled my shoulder...if that is even possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;f. toms flew me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pittsburgh&lt;/span&gt; to drive a car from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;midwest&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;texas&lt;/span&gt; for the college tour. it was a long drive but it happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;g. the toms college tour or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Shoenanigans&lt;/span&gt; tour began at Baylor last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;- venue common grounds...it was one rad event. i love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;waco&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;h. i got to hang out with my family this weekend, which included a trip to incredible pizza- it was incredible to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R75zZDodRoI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ilaVMygGxeU/s320/IMG_2330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169696296576829058" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy times. crazy, random events have kept things all but mundane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-3659342853463598954?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3659342853463598954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=3659342853463598954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/3659342853463598954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/3659342853463598954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-is-blur.html' title='life is a blur'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R75zDTodRnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SFYDdiezAbc/s72-c/IMG_2235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-3099255692667517067</id><published>2008-01-28T23:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:00:19.381-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toms'/><title type='text'>the everyday adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R57An3cyZzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YgasrTYwX94/s1600-h/IMG_1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R57An3cyZzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YgasrTYwX94/s320/IMG_1966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160774014145292082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there has been a request for a day in the life...of a &lt;a href="http://www.tomsshoes.com/"&gt;toms&lt;/a&gt; intern.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it all begins around 6:30 when my first alarm goes off, which almost always turns into another ten minutes of sleep on the good ole' snooze button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:40(5): i wake up, do the whole get ready/dressed bit, and try really hard to not be late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8:15:  me and my 14 roommates leave the condo to travel by carpool to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:00: work begins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometime mid morning: walk down our friendly little work alley to get coffee at vaughn's and place my lunch order. (50cents for a cup of coffee in my own mug- super rad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:15: start lunch hour. go pick up lunch. eat. email. read. etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:15: the second half begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:00: work ends. (sometimes we chill a little or a lot past 6...we love our work what can i say)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;around 7:00: make it home, or go out and do something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:00: bedtime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next morning it begins again. this is the super simple mundane part of everyday. somehow it never gets boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was the second monday in the office. crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blake (the owner/chief shoe giver) came in, and we finally got to meet him. he is rad. the office changed when he walked in everything became more animated and fast paced. he is like a whirlwind of ideas and questions and solutions all wrapped into one man's body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-3099255692667517067?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3099255692667517067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=3099255692667517067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/3099255692667517067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/3099255692667517067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2008/01/everyday-adventure.html' title='the everyday adventure'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R57An3cyZzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YgasrTYwX94/s72-c/IMG_1966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-4781958543641301973</id><published>2008-01-22T00:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:54:42.050-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toms'/><title type='text'>sweet home california.</title><content type='html'>it has been a while....&lt;div&gt;here is a list of the past couple of weeks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-stayed in pasadena with happy watkins! we had a fabulous time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-stayed with the mauger's for like five whole days in agoura hills (ca).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-drove to vegas to meet up with my mom and stay with jenn grimaldo (an old roomate).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-spent time in san diego with katie adlard and britnie young. loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all of this nomadic-ness, this past thursday i finally moved into my new house. the &lt;a href="http://www.tomsshoes.com/"&gt;TOMS&lt;/a&gt; intern house is a condo close to santa monica. i have 14 roommates....crazy but so fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the roomies are from all over alabama, tennessee, ohio, minnesota, florida, vegas, north dakota, kentucky, louisiana, california, and there is another texan- representing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was our first day of work. it was a blast. the office is this old mtv warehouse- it is everything i ever imagined it being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok well. love. be inspired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am loving &lt;a href="http://www.tomsshoes.com/"&gt;TOMS&lt;/a&gt; so much. i will write about more of my mundane adventures soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-4781958543641301973?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4781958543641301973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5495249734534029747&amp;postID=4781958543641301973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/4781958543641301973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5495249734534029747/posts/default/4781958543641301973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/2008/01/sweet-home-california.html' title='sweet home california.'/><author><name>krystal</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-4230345559160532175</id><published>2008-01-02T01:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:42:32.086-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looking back'/><title type='text'>out with the old, in with the new...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;here is a top ten list of things that have happened since my last post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;disclaimer: this list will include the good and a few bad just so i can keep things real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;10. left waco. sad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;9. my laptop got stolen from my house in waco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;8. quality time with quality friends before leaving town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;7. dallas world aquarium with chrissy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;6. saw juno... best movie ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;5. christmas with the family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;4. i drove off into the sun... took a step of faith and left for california. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;3. road trip to california with cancan, bran bran, and tomtom. (almost the same as #4, but really very different.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;2. zach jones and ness' wedding...most fun wedding ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;1. i got the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomsshoes.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;! i am officially moving to santa monica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;the best of 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;a. life at the broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;b. juarez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;c. road trip extravaganza may '07 (texas to california and back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;d. yosemite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;e. july in india&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;f. starbucks barista extraordinaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;g. fabulous fall affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;h. earl/earl jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;i. friends (old and new)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;j. cami marie was born (niece)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;what is to come in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i. embrace beauty, be love, be change: love jesus, love others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;ii. be more carefree &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;iii. work hard at what is put before me, aka be the best intern ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;iiii. be a better communicator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-4230345559160532175?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4230345559160532175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;well i am driving off into the sun in 12 days.&lt;br /&gt;in 12 days i am moving to california... i think i am finally beginning to feel the weight and lightness of all that this entails.&lt;br /&gt;it is a thing of irony i know, but i feel so free yet so captive.&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong i am so unabashedly excited about this, but sometimes moving away from home makes me feel like i am traveling to the land of oz with the strange people and the long yellow brick road leading into the unknown... at least i know that i can just click my heels together three times and everything will be better...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is today's anthem. make of it what you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gents...ben harper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you may not want to see me&lt;br /&gt;On your way down from the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Would you hear me if I told you&lt;br /&gt;That my heart is with you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you find what you were after?&lt;br /&gt;The pain and the laughter brought you to your knees&lt;br /&gt;But if the sun sets you free, sets you free&lt;br /&gt;You'll be free indeed, Indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;She's only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear you laughing, I hear you laughing&lt;br /&gt;It makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;Like the story of life, of your life&lt;br /&gt;Is hello, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Shes only happy in the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-5049828497934802171?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5495249734534029747.post-4900142635978190006</id><published>2007-12-11T23:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T00:19:25.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>stepping out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R197zSk4ijI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MjqC_zoFVNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5X6cedOqDHY/R197zSk4ijI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MjqC_zoFVNQ/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142965420570479154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;welcome to my mundane adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i don't know all of the details, and i don't have it all together...but i am excited about what the 'future' holds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this season in life has been one of waiting and it is coming to a close, but it is not over yet. i have applied for an internship in southern california, and am hoping to hear something any day now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no matter what happens life is in transition, and i leave for the west coast in 14 days. santa monica here i come....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5495249734534029747-4900142635978190006?l=amundaneadventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amundaneadventure.blogspot.com/feeds/4900142635978190006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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