Sheridan Trails

It is the last day of September. And I no longer have friends. Consequences of previous post. I learned my lesson. I'm here, Lonely Andrea. p.s. Just playin. I still got me some friends. Surprisingly. p.s.s Preston felt jipped. So this is Preston. He laughs louder than me. And yes, he really is this creepy.

I talked to my mom the other day. She was just asking about my weekend and i told her about it. She then said, "Andrea, you should send me pictures with names of these people you are talking about. I need visuals." So I was going to do that today, but I thought to myself "why not just make it into a blog post?" So I am making into a blog post. I also noticed that I get the most comments/reactions when I have a negative post. And I am all about comments. So I then decided to add only descriptions of these peoples bad qualities. So really this is all you peoples fault. You should comment more. Picture, name, bad quality. Here mom, this post is for you. (friends are in no particular order) This is Courtney (Cerwin). She left me for London. This is Jake. He is an angry, angry man. And is from Indiana. This is Ben. Incredibly awkward. This is Brenda. She is a sarcastic bitch. This is Randy. He is cocky. And his thighs are way too white. This is Dimitra. She is crass. And

I like my computer a lot. I am about to let you all in on a secret. I really like to make certificates on publisher. I REALLY like to. I have made roughly 30 certificates for people. Sometimes it's just because I want to. Or because they have done something funny. Or something good. Or bad. There is really no reason for them. I just like to make them. I made this certificate awhile ago for my friend Cerwin . I had just visited my friend Dana in Cheyenne and was introduced to Cerwin . We all went out. At the end of the night, Cerwin got sick when we were on our way home. And discreetly barfed. And it was awesome. So I made her a certificate. There is really no reason for certificates. If you want me to make you one, just tell me. I will. They rock.

Whenever I get bored, I look at pictures I have on my computer. It's pretty fun. I ran across a photo album from a family vacation I took a few years back. It was one of my favorite vacations of all time. Our family really truly actually enjoys hanging out with each other. It's bizarre, I know. We are 'that' family. We actually love each other. So this vacation was wonderful. One of my favorite parts was the surf lesson Alli and I took. Part of the surf lesson was to have some man take pictures of the entire experience. We did all the dorky touristy things. And I am so not ashamed of that. This is Alli and I and some other people getting basic instructions before we headed out to the ocean. Obviously Alli and I were listening really hard. The other couple look all professional. Alli and I look like we are about to take a nap. So we finally get out to the ocean, on some KILLER 2 foot waves. The next series of pictures crack me up. Watch Alli. Looking good. Going to sur

So I had a really fun weekend. It was one of those weekends were you sort of have plans, but they are so loose that you can really do anything you want, or nothing at all. I love those weekends. I decided to do a lot of things. My favorite thing I did was on Saturday night. I don't know if anyone really reads this blog and remembers past posts. But if you do, do you remember that post I did about that "hippie party" I went to? Well guess what people. I went to hippie party act 2 on Saturday night. And it was awesome. I still should learn a hippie trade...I did bust out some ghetto booty-shake/hippie dancing. It was a strange mixture, but I think I pulled it off pretty well. Anyway. Instead of being the strange awkward wallflower that I was at the last shindig...I was normal Andrea. Which really isn't that normal, but I had a TON of fun. Man, I really suck at telling stories...I never start at the beginning, I'm sure you all are very bored now. Now I will start at

I think I have written in posts past that my mom was semi-freakish about involving us kids in community sports. Joe was easy. He liked all sports. And was good at all of them too. Alli was a theater geek. She did community plays. She was too 'distracted' to really be good at sports. I had absolutely no competitive drive. At all. I joined just about every sport and quit them all. I didn't find joy in any of them. Except one. SWIMMING. When I was teeny tiny, my mom signed all us kids up to learn how to swim. I LOVED it. LOVEEEEDDDD it. While all the little kids in my class were scared to jump in. I was a freak. I couldn't wait! I most likely cannon-balled it in there. When I was little I used to seriously think I was the Little Mermaid. It was a good childhood. So after my mom figured out that swimming was basically the only thing I would actually enjoy doing, she signed me up for the local competitive swim league. It was called Riptide. I think you can start swimming

This gorgeous picture was taken by my good friend Cerwin. Cerwin, Dana and Kyle came and visited me over 4th of July weekend. She took this picture on a walk we all took. There is a wild animal pen about a block from my house. That's where she took this photo. This picture makes me smile everytime. It makes me love living in Wyoming. I get to see this everyday. I thought I would share it with all of you. If you live in Wyoming, then you can just be like me and be happy that you do. If you don't live here, then you can be jealous and wish you did. I'm all about speading the love. Happy Thursday

Allergy season has hit. I NEVER had allergies in Michigan. Well at least not until I was about 21. And I'm still not sure if I experienced allergies. It c ould have just been a bad cold. Well living in Wyoming, I'm experiencing some major allergies. And they majorly suck. All summer I was happy and not sick at all and living life. Look how joyful I was with the happy sun, and happy flowers and beautiful mountains. Breathing in the wonderful non- allergies - ish air. I was happy then. Those were good times. Now... Those pesky flowers have turned on me. The sun is an evil demon from hell. And those mountains, well I can barely see them through my massively puffed out eyeballs. My nose really is a faucet. My eyes are itching the crap out of me. And I sound like a really sexy man. My voice is totally scratchy. EFF allergies. I think I am going to have to survive off of benadryl for the next few months. I'll be a zombie for sure. side note : Good job last night Joe! Tough l

This is a post I was going to do last week, but I ran out of time. So I'm writing it today. I am a relatively devoid of all human emotions. Well, that's inaccurate. I do feel emotions, I just don't feel them the same way as a normal person. I have been called "unfeeling", "unsympathetic", "cold", and a number of other things. I am more like a huma -bot... robo -man. Anyway, whenever I do end up showing a feeling (other than joy or contentment), I semi freak out. So this past Wednesday or Thursday, I was semi-freaking out. Work was stressing me out, I didn't want to hang out with any of my friends because I thought they all didn't want to hang out with me. I missed my family, I missed my dead dog. I was getting pissed because I was missing all the fall colors changing in Michigan. I was going to miss going to apple orchards and going on hayrides, and picking pumpkins. So basically everything in my life was somehow pissing me off to an i

It's football season right now. So I am watching football. Well, mostly watching the Colts school the Giants. So, I'm pretty bored. So, I started looking at the pictures I have on my computer. And started laughing a ton. I also thought it was time for some human pictures on this blog as well. Here are a few pictures that are pretty funny/interesting/may not really be that funny or interesting. This is quite possibly the worst picture of me taken... ever. I don't know where the whole picture is, but I know that I was in the background. Not really the main subject of the picture. Which makes it even funnier. I don't remember this ever being taken. It was during the first few weeks of freshman year. I to school all on my own and basically didn't know anyone. At this school, they did this thing called "Arbor Games"...it takes forever to explain arbor games, but one component of it, is to preform a skit. My team did something with Lord of the Rings. I wore a b

I'm going to a youdub (University of Wyoming) football game tomorrow. They are playing Boise State. BS is ranked #3. Youdub will get creamed. But I like going to football games. So this will be fun. And a whole slew of friends are going. And I love my friends. More than I love..... ............ ..........my enemies. Which doesn't sound like a lot. But it is. Also, youdub's colors are brown and yellow. Poop and pee. Which is funny to me. Because I am immature. OK that's all for my random rambling. Have a great weekend! I know I will.

I won some tickets to a University of Wyoming football game today. I already had tickets, but I like to call into radio shows. So I called in to win them. Also my friend Megan is the co-host of the radio show. So she gave me a heads-up on when to call in. This is how it all went down. I was listening to the radio and called in. All you had to do was answer a couple questions about nothing in particular. So I call in and they answer the phone. I naturally was way too excited about the prospect of being on the radio. I need to learn self-control. They start asking me the 10 questions. The first one was "What is your favorite movie?" Because I watch movies like a cow eats grass, I don't exactly have one movie that I love. I've seen too many. But because I was in a weird mood, I said the first one that came to my mind...which was dumb and dumber. It makes for good radio....that's what I'm all about people. Then they started drilling me on men's underwear. I