The Many Adventures of Hannah Solo

Once upon a time in a galaxy far far away there lived a couple of witty and well coiffed smugglers enjoying the good life.


Then one day out of the blue they met an angsty young lad who was struggling to understand his new powers, and who needed help to rescue a girl he'd never met but who interestingly enough he'll end up being related too.

"I don't know kid, the last thing We need right now is more trouble. We've got enough troubles between the Empire, Jabba, and trying to keep this healthy bounce and shine. " Han told the Young Lad, tossing his hair.

"Yeah man, no way!" Glared Hannah with her trusty pal Chewbacca.


"Gee, Hannah Solo. What a commanding presence you have. You have beautiful eye makeup, and I like your cool blaster" commented the Young Lad to bashfully. "If not a rescue mission, will you at least join me for a romantic dinner?" he asked, quickly gelling his hair.

"Oh, Alright!" agreed Hannah, and away they went!


The End.



(I don't know why I kept my hair in a pony tail for this whole shoot but I promise I have a cute haircut. I also appear to have what they call in some circles: "too much time on my hands")

Ten Things That Made Me Happy In The Last Weekend

1) Getting my hair cut.
2) Watching the most recent episode of Project Runway on my cousin's tivo.
3) Getting to see Captain Sparklepants before her Americorp departure.
4) Having my hip abduction brace mistaken for a trendy belt.
5) Having my hip abduction brace mistaken for a Han Solo tribute.
6) New clothes.
7) Pedicures with Emily. I got my done with black polish, because I'm edgy now. You should see my bangs.
8) Going to Yoku Yoku, the best frozen yogurt in all the land! (At least in West LA anyway.)
9) Discovering the joys of Guitarhero. (Um, I don't want to get mad at anyone here, but WHY did nobody introduce me to Guitarhero before this? I think I might have found my life's calling.)
10) Seriously folks, Han Solo. Awesome.

Thoughts on the Draft

AARON: Man...it sucks that I can get drafted just cause I'm a guy.
DAD: Could be worse, you could have to go to relief society.
ME: Whatever, relief society is awesome, we get treats.
DAD: Yes but what you don't know is that in Elders Quorum we all sneak out and smoke cigars at the end.
AARON: Yeah, but its cool, they're caffeine free.

Thinking

About time we got that last post of the top eh? Other than my brief visit to the land of the food intolerant, I've been having a simply lovely convalescence. I thought I was going to blog all the time while I was stuck in bed, I thought I would have nothing to do except fill the internets will my pearls of wisdom. But instead my life got weirdly busy. A huge part of it was my fantastic friends who came around to keep me company. I think they must have set up a schedule: "Ok, I'll go on Monday and laugh at her bionic woman jokes and you go Tuesday and pretend you think her brace looks sporty too!" which was quite awesome. On top of that they kept leaving me with stuff to do. I'll tell you right now...need new books to read? Craving something good to eat? Perhaps you've noticed a lack of flowers in your life? GET INJURED! People are way nice to you when you're an invalid. Or maybe I should say more specifically that MY people are way nice to you when you're an invalid. Seriously though, I'm set for books until March I think. Good times.

Besides those delightful distractions I had other things to attend to. Life continues to go on even when your in the middle of a sick day. Or month. I have all these Life Decisions to make. You know. The capitalized kind. The kind that really determine your future and junk. Which is actually probably the real reason I haven't been writing much, now and before. I've been in this weird period of limbo since I graduated college where twice the plans I made ended up falling through at the last second. And while I don't necessarily feel bad about the way things went in either case, it doesn't change the fact that I'm still at square one. I still have to decide what I'm going to do this year, and for the rest of my life for that matter. I'm a girl who likes having a plan, and I feel weird that I don't have one fully formed right now.

Liz has me inspired at the moment, with her Year Of Living the Ideal Life. I guess my goal for the moment is to figure out what exactly my dream is that I need to be living. Girl band maybe? Who knows?

Gross

Dear Stomach bug,

Seriously? Right now? I'm not saying there's necessarily a good time to loose the ability to consume food, stand up or roll over with out projectile vomiting...but when you are already on crutches, are unable to kneel over the toilet bowl and must wear a complicated brace with a piece that goes right over your stomach seems like a particularly bad time. Go away. I hate you.

Incapacitatedly yours,

Hannah