This is the craziest thing I've ever seen...

Nobody has seen my last blog, and if they have, they aren't going to dignify it with a response. Ok, I see how it is.
This video is nutty, watch the whole thing and DON'T skip ahead. It's about 8 minutes long but it's morbidly interesting.



Other than that.... well, I'd rather not talk about it.

Checking it twice...

Peeps.
Today's post will seem retarded at first glance, but upon further examination.... well. Sorry. It's going to be retarded. Sorry. Anyway, I am putting up a feasible wish list for Christmas: I REALLY DON'T EXPECT ANYONE TO ACTUALLY GET ME ANYTHING. Seriously. I am just doing this in case somebody, maybe, MIGHT, want to but not know what to get. So here it is. I would appreciate it if you would all do the same: I'm looking at you politicchic and the rage and joe etc. Not saying I'll get you anything either, just want to know what is desired.
Here goes:

Guitar capo.

Jeans that aren't crappy.(I seem to have only deteriorating clothing).

A nice metrosexual button up shirt. (becauseI have a man crush on Ben J and I think I might be able to win him over if he didn't dress SO much snappier than me.)

Diego's Umbrella (a band I found. They have 2 albums, either one will do.)

Chocolate (Maxfields or Symphony are delish).

Food in general.

Mach 3 Razor Blades

Cool posters (Vader was Framed, it's a good one).



In the end, I am always happy with anything. Christmas gift receiving isn't a big deal to me, but I have had people say they didn't know what to get me. So if that's you(and it probably isn't), than here are some ideas. Last year politicchic got me a Sweet ninja book. That's cool too. I am easy to impress. So post your lists aswell and let everyone know what you think is good stuff.

Looking.

My fellow Americans,

Is there anything wrong with the world that money can't solve? Sure. But hey, it helps. I am looking for housing right now, in addition to trying to figure out what to do with wedding invitations(I'm getting hitched in January in case you were out of the loop.), and in the last days of classes. Papers, finals, credit checks, applications, being with out my fiancee. That's about all that I have been up to.
And then we lost the game to the U, so that was splendid.
High point:I put a bunch of shiz on Shane the Douches lawn.
Low point:He gets the victory hat and I have to buy him dinner.

[Last work on that: May Hall, good job throwing the ball to them, I have heard excuses but after careful review, you aren't any good against a pressure defense. (TCU...yeah). I have never been on your bandwagon and it appears I never will be.]

So yeah. lame. Let's see. The year mark of being home has come and gone and I feel strange to think it was even that long ago. I never planned to be engaged to be married, but hey, when it's right, it's right. I really think that I will feel much better come mid-December. nothing else really to report, I am tired.

This is f'ing hilarious...

Scott showed me this the other day. It was even more funny because Asher brought his "date" through the living room as it was playing. here you go:

More family shame...

This is something...

This video I found is really interesting. Don't ask me how I stumbled across it, but I did and I though it worth sharing.





Update on life> WE LOST TO TCU. That sucked, but hey, they played better in ever facet of the game and obviously wanted it more. Too bad. Watched a U game with Shane on Sat, lets just say that it looks like it will be a cold November. I think we can win, but it will be rough. I am hungry. I hate Asher, he brought home a bunch of delicious looking food from Duchesne, and I am fasting so I could just watch as Douche Bags Joe and Scott ate delightedly in front of me. That's it.

Nightwatching.... and my chafed nipples.

Yesterday night I went to my monthly inservice as a nightwatch employee. It was at a chinese buffet, so I was all for it. I don't know why, but I always have to eat every kind of meat available. Pork, beef, chicken, shrimp, and fish are probably best consumed separately. But hey, I can't help myself. I am liking the night watch deal. I find that I can sleep at pretty much any time now, which is handy since I don't exactly have a regular sleep schedule. I do accomplish a lot at work homework-wise. I find that if I take nothing but my homework, I have nothing better to do and so out of boredom and to avoid falling asleep, I'll do it. The other day I worked with a fun crazy Korean lady who told me to F*** off several times during the night. I kicked her down in Wit and then we both got worked by this other guy in Risk.

Enough with the life summary. Ten things that irk me lately:
1)The kid who sits behind me in Spanish class who has a craptastic mexican/white guy accent who never shuts the hell up.
2)Old Ladies who buy craploads of junk in front of me and has tons of coupons when I am in a hurry and there is only one register open.
3)Nipple Band-aids (see below)
4)Midterms.
5)The pointless class that is Eng 312. What a piece of useless sh**.
6)Trying to find someone to dance Salsa with me who isn't terrible.
7)Cold weather and the lack of heating in our duplex.
8)The jack asses who "manage" our duplex... supposedly.
9)Rug burn that takes forever to heal.
10)Flaky people.

About the nipple band aids. Monday night was a 5k costume run in which Asher and I ran as Nacho Libre and Ramses (respectivly) and Michele ran as a adorable pig. I foolishly naired my chest before the race, and then couldn't participate without a t-shirt. I'll spare the details but lets just say that this resulted in blood and pain. So right now, I have two large band-aids covering my nipples. Wierd.

Sunday Morning...

It's the sabbath and rather than being spiritually enlightened, I am screwing around on my computer watching nonsense on youtube. I actuall have a good deal of homework to do but... I do enjoy not doing it. I hate haveing church in the afternoon. The whole day just goes to pot. Anyway, I started a new job at Heritage School. It is a boarding school for at risk youth. Training has been fun and depressing at the same time. We have to watch all these videos about child molestation and addiction and phychological disorders, usually while we eat dinner. But other than that, going swell. Yesterday I was put on a unit with kids to see how it is. I was with two other staff guys named Conan and Casey. Conan is a guy that looks and acts just like Silent Bob. It's hilarious. The students... well. They are interesting to say the least. I think that they are all a little ridiculous, but that's just me. Silent Bob told me about a video that decribes them well. I call thier main disease the "emo-syndrome" The first video is hella long so only watch it when you have time, the second one is shorter and they are both hilarious.





And number two is good too:




There you have it. I am going to have to monitor these types for my job... yippee.

So.. BYU won.

Well,

As I sit here in my sister's house, watching the UCLA vs BYU game on the tele, I realize that we are going to win. Most likely anyway. It is 59 to 0 with a quarter left to play. So now that I am thinking about football, I am going to assign a theme song to each team in the Mountain West conference.
So, starting with those I care about least:
1) San Diego State- "California" by Tupac
Basically, because they are from Cali and i hardly know jack about them. I know that when they have they're black uniforms with the red helmets, they look impressive. Aztecs? Well, I guess that "Trojans"- the cool sounding ancient civilization was already taken by another Cali team. Too bad.
2) Texas Christian University- "Spirit in the Sky" by Norman Greenbaum
Well, let us hope that they have a friend named Jesus, being Christian.
Horned frogs? Maybe one of the stranger animal mascots out there. Well heck, they are Texans, they can do what they want.
3) Colorado State University- "Rocky Mountain High" by John Denver
So they are situated in Ft. Collins, even though I am not entirely sure where that is, and I kind of dislike them. Probably because back in the day a few years ago they had a quarterback named "Van Pelt" who annoyed me a lot. I guess they deserve John Denver.Also, I associate rams with Dodges and I dislike them too.
4) University of New Mexico- "I feel Pretty" by ... Well, it's of of West Side Story.
I find New Mexico strange. The lobos, well, that sounds foreign AND intimidating.
5)University of Wyoming- "I wanna be a Cowboy" by Kid Rock
This is a good fit: the mascot, the attitude, about as classy as the aforementioned Kid Rock. I loved it when the coach flipped the douche Kyle Wittingham of the U the bird on national television.
6) University of Las Vegas- "Jonny Yuma" by Jonny Cash
Let's face it, that Jonny Yuma... he was a Rebel. I am not a huge fan of UNLV, I actually kind of hate them in Basketball. But that's neither here nor there. They are rebels, I guess.
7) Air Force Academy- "Let's Go" by Trick Daddy
There is certainly a lot of attitude and such coming off of these guys. I like thier precision and the fact that they frequently piss off the U of U. Falcons, well, thats a no brainer: they do fly, after all.
8) University of Utah- "Sabotage" by the Beastie Boys
I like the U of U against pretty much everybody except BYU. That being said, they are douches. Seriously, most of thier fans are ignorant ace-wipes (I'm looking at you Shane), and will pull against BYU even when it hurts the conferance, or, even more illogically, the U of U itself. I picked Sabotage because they delight in screwing BYU out of good seasons by somehow winning when they shouldn't. The "Thunderbirds" (gotta be politically correct, even if it makes your school look gay) is a good fit for this school. Many of its students probably also suffer from identity complex, if not plain same gender attraction (i'm looking at you again, Shane). Anywho, gay mascot, crappy colors, and hey, just not my favorite area of the world come late November.
9) Brigham Young University- "Draggin the line" by Tommy James and the Shondells.
For what seems like the longest time, BYU has been shackled by lame BCS crap. I think the whole conference suffers this disease, especially the U of U. So I am throwing out this song as a tribute to what is done, that is to say, draggin the line. The cougars is a good mascot, nothing much to add there.


Anywho, there you have it. A sound victory for BYU and a sound victory for the conference. I think everyone represented well this weekend. Let's see what happens later on.

BACK TO PROVO....CATIVE!!!

Well Folks,

The time is at hand for the house warming party. This is shortish notice but that's how we roll. Scott, Asher, Joe, and I are moving into a duplex and things are sweet.
So:
The party is at 7 ish at night on Friday Sept 5.
There will be some stuff to munch and drink, but bring stuff if you feel like it.
Our address is 462 West 1720 North.(left side of last duplex directly across the street from the Branbury apartments.)
Come and be ridiculous, because, hey. Why not.
ANYBODY can come, so invite whoever. (except you politichic, you are lame and granola).
Hope to see you there.

Time to get out of Dodge...

Well,
Life has been decent in my quiet part of the world. I have been working my ace off at my two jobs and having a grand old time. The car is working out great, and so forth. Our fearsome team for the triathalon won the team time. Malu is alright and still cute. It other news, the summer is winding down and it's time to go back to the Y. I have mixed feeling about that, but in the end, I must. I dislike my schedule for this semester and it is going to be GAY trying to find a job to fit the class schedule. I hope I can find a good night job or something or I will be toast.
***Announcement Time***
OK, Asher, Scott, Joe, and I will be living in a duplex this semester (or so we hope), and we are going to try to have ourselves a little housewarming party. So when I figure our the details, be ready to romp on over and enjoy some good times.

Well, this blog is lame, sorry. But on a lighter note, I am soon to break out of the Basin. Fare ye well.

Una ranita loca....

Well, I did it, I bought a car.

Why? well. If you have ever seen the Suzuki Samuri that I currently drive, you would know why. Is it sweet? Yes. Is it fast?... Not really. Fast enough. Is it sea foam green? Yes. Does it have a tiny 1.5 liter engine? Yes. So basically, I found the equivelant of the Samuri in 2 wheel drive and ten years newer. Miles? 120,000.

So that is that. Hope you are jealous. Some have said that it is like a ninja turtle (Michele) and that it should be named Donatello. Nope. It's name will come in its own due time. Took some pics that are above.

In other news, I am getting ready to run my part of the Triathalon. It should be good times. I just hope the fat guy who is swimming for us doesn't drown. Anywho, I just work and kick it these days, nobody really reads this anywho, so I guess it's all for journal purposes. Take care you few stalwarts.

Just a sweet Video. Darth cool

2 Jobs, 2 X the Fun...

Here I am folks, once again letting the world glimpse my thrilling life. for me, just work. That is it. I started my 2nd job last week at 2nd Nature, a wilderness program for at risk youth. At risk of what you ask? Maybe at risk of being little douche bags. Maybe at risk of catching my foot in their hind parts. Maybe at risk of just being out of control. But for whatever the reason, parents pay huge sums of money for an advanced theraputic baby sitter company. Thats where I come in. I am a transporter, basically, the name says it all. The "students" as we like to call them, cannot go anywhere without 2 adults to take them. So, I just ride from place to place or the other day, I sat in a hotel for 13 hours.(A girl was sick). Oddly enough, for this being a part time gig on my days off, I have pulled a 40 hour week there already. Fine by me, the work at my house for my parents is more rigorous than anything I do at either of my other jobs so the less time I spend here the better. Malu is doing cute, for those of you who care. Ah, ... My mother is a traveling lady these days. Over a week and I have only heard that she is bouncing from DC to Cedar City and around. I broke a riser for the wheel line, that sucks. I was ticked. hmm.... I went swimming in the lake and then ran 3 miles. I have been toying with the notion of entering the mini triathalon at the lake this year, but alas, I doubt I could train enough in time. I would certainly team up with two other people, so I'll see. Well, hope all is well for everyone, and I'll be posting. Pics of Peru will soon be on my facebook, so... Yeah.

Wellm I didn't think I would be one to say this for a while yet, but I am officialy engaged. Crazy, but I am really glad to be so. I love Malu, so there you have it. I know a lot of you have mixed opinions, but in the end, it's my life and I must live it. I don't get too irritated by the peanut gallery, but I certainly don't really care what you all have to say. That being said, Peru was sweet times. I took a grundle of pics that I will slap on here. What can I say about Peru? Saw some old comps, saw a grundle of converts and gave them pics of the temple and Jesus.
Cool things I saw:
Cori Cancha in Cuzco, Ollantaytambo, Tambomachay, .... other cool ruins., the Weener temple (which is a farsh, but hilarious), Los Uros (which is the picture above).

I also got in a bus wreck, that's a good story for next time.

Anywho, it was good times and I am a happy guy. If you want to put me down or insult my intelligence, well, go for it. Anywho, I am sorry for the long delay, I worked 7 straight when I got back and when I was on a computer, I wasn't thinking about the blog. Not enough posts on the last one anyway.

Everybody sucks (except you of course)

The geese have nothing to do with anything, just put those there because I took a picture of them and I'll be damned if it was in vain. Work is the same as ever, I like the lake. My bosses Mike and Al, are chill guys that make me laugh. Yesterday I spent 20 minutes watching a black widow stalk a small brown spider I put in her jar. It was seriously the most entertaining thing I saw that day. Sad, but true. In addition to the spider action, I went camping last weekend. Perfect spot. Too bad the water wasn't warm enough for swimming.

The real subject of my blog is that nobody seems to be in the swing of things anymore. I wait, but nothing from simsisms. Politic chic is dead and buried. Smithfieldman still goes on, but I doubt he reads mine anymore. Thre you have it. So I will go to Peru, and I plan on not updating this blog until 7 different people post. If you wish to hear nothing more, I make this easy for you: do nothing. Otherwise, let me know there is still a reason to keep this sucker alive.

5 Good quotes

"Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety deserves neither liberty nor safety."

-Benjamin Franklin, 1759
(that one is for politic chic)

"There is no conflict between liberty and safety. We will have both or niether."
-Ramsey Clark
(I don't even know if this guy believes that but it's a good quote anyway)

"I hold it to be the inalianable right of anybody to go to hell in his own way."
-Robert Frost, 1935

"I place economy among the first and important virtues, and the public debt as the greatest of dangers. To preserve our independence, we must not let our rulers load us with perpetual dept. We must make our choice between economy and libery, or profusion and servitude. If we can prevent the govenment from wasting the labours of the people under the pretense of caring for them, ther will yet be happy.
-Thomas Jefferson

"I can picture in my mind a world without war, without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world because they'd never expect it."
-Jack Handey, Deep Thoughts




I liked these quotes and decided to put them up there for all to see. I sometimes feel that our greatest strengths as a country is becoming intertwined with a terrible pride that will drag us down more surely than other threat to the nation. Observing recent events and pondering on them all gives me a sad feeling and the nonchalance of the common man for things of eternal import is the root of it all. I have the same feeling reading the news as I do when I read the book of Ether or the the last parts of Alma or the book of Mormon in the Book of Mormon. One more quote that was quite prophetic:

"If we were directed from Washington when to sow and when to reap, we should all want bread."
Thomas Jefferson

The Facebook vice

First off, I had a really long and sweet pos a couple of days ago, then I lost it.
So casically:
I moved home
I work at Starvation State Park again
I hate the wind
And I like homecooked food.
Now about facebook. FAcebook is an interesting thing. I find that it is handy to have. I was against FB for some time, and would never have one today if Jacob had better things to do with his time. You see, Jabob decided to make up an E-mail address for me so that he could set me up with a profile. Then I had a bunch of friends quickly and he pretended to be me for a few. But now, I have taken it over, so it is all good. The face boock things you recievea re officially my own great thoughts. I am not sure if I have anything else worth mentioning. SO until next.

Todo lo que vale...cuesta.

Well,
Seems to me that finals are lame. I am now listening to one of my favorite Spanish bands, Los Bunkers. I think of them as somewhere in between the Bravery and the Killers. There we go, new topic is jut in.

Bands that I have found recently that I like:

Plain White T's
Blue October
Damien Rice
Ani Defranco
Micheal Buble
Cursive
Pistolitta
Bright Eyes
Nada Surf
Coheed and Cambria
Color Revolt
Evaline
The Fray
Frou Frou
Gavin DeGraw
The Good Life
Kalai
M. Ward
Mika
Cold War Kids
Cobra Starship
Neva Dinova
Two Gallants

Wow, the list is getting to long. Anywho, I there are a lot more. I will think of some more good stuff that I have been introduced to. Anywho, just so we are all in the same page, I am in love with a cute little Peruvian girl. I figure we all knew that, but just in case.

Final, I sucked it up on my Political Science final, but hey, at least I am going to pass the class. Going to review sessions galore just doesn't make up fo ra semester of neglect.
I just experimented with uploading a picture, lets hope that works. More to come another day.

Study?.... no.

I jumped on Pandora today and somebody had forgotten to sign out. I have s.rex.johnson@gmail.com for introducing me to the station Air Tap!. It is nifty acoustic guitar instrumentals.
In other news, I went long boarding last night for the first time and it was fun. I had to push my board all the way up the Provo canyon trail and then ride back down though. It wouldn't have been so bad but I was swimming for about an hour and a half before hand. Also, I had tried to pull a calous off of my big toe and I made it bleed accidentally. Now I have a nasty hole in my toe. Mauren gave me some Spider Man band-aids and I'm all good. It was at night and good times.
The 3 hour tree tour was gay. I like trees and all, but that was a long hike.
I quit my job yesterday, no more tele-surveying for me.
Last day of classes, I barely got all of my junk in on time, as usual, and now there are just review sessions and finals till I am free.
I am in love. (Bet this gets feedback).
I can chew orbitz gum again and it doesn't affect me. Nice.
I had some good old fashioned male bonding times with Joe, Shane, and Asher. Saw Juno. "I want to punch that Beeker kid in the wiener". The dad was obviously the funniest.
That is all.

Nothing...

I should post, yet I got nothing.
So in light of that, I will just ramble pointlessly. Now, I know that many of you are asking yourselves, "And how does this differ from the normal post?". To which I say,"....good point". Anyway, I think I want to do print journalism as a major and then maybe slide into law. It behooves me to do this major because 50% of the course hours necessary are just random classes, the likes of which I have already taken. I have been squandering my time and scholarship money in riduculous classes and the multicultural office here at the good ol' BYU don't think to highly of that. So Brad, (if you ever read this), clear a spot for me in Vegas in like three years maybe. Or actually, Freakishly tall, clear a spot for me in K-can. :)

My job is ridiculous, I don't even try anymore.

I am going golfing tommorrow.

I went to the gym twice yesterday, in the morning to run and lift and at night to swim. I think that eventually, I would like to do a triathalon. That sounds like more fun to me than a marathon, but I should probably try one of those as well.

Here is something sad: Leroy Gibbons, the coolest old guy, died a few days ago. I went to go visit him yesterday and knew things were not going to go as planned when I saw his special big recliner in the hallway. I feel bad because I haven't been able to see him for about three weeks and a few weeks ago when I last went he was in another room and occupied. Just a little about Leroy, he was in the MoTab for several years and also a Prof here at BYU. He has grandsons that released a church music cd calles Gibbons something... Anywho, he was involved in the Young Ambassadors program and lots of other groups and fundraising committees (SP?). He knew a whole bunch of people (especially church authorities), and had traveled to a grundle of countries. All in all, Leroy was a good guy and the Parkinsons/Diabetes was just too much for the poor old guy. He once gave me a frosty when I visited him and we sang hymns together and he listened to me play guitar.

Only one more big assignment and the final in my bastardly political science class.

That is about all the rambling that I or you can stand right now, so until new time.

Easter

Seems like a friendly Easter Egg hunt isn't possible in the Sweat Shop. It was an all around competitive atmosphere this past weekend.
World Domination
Cold-Hearted Colonization
Asian Intrigue
Plant Busting
Eating
Napping
More Eating
More Napping
Cute Peruvian
Whispered Conversations in Conspirital Tones
Meaningful Glances
Hiding in Plain Sight
Shooting Cans
Color Confusion
Photo Albulms
And that is the rundown for the good times out in Fruitland.

Toast the 12 steps...

I have decided not to do a 12 steps thing. I am too lazy. Lately, I went to a Linking Park concert, the Beardocrat came to the homestead, I filmed a black cow in a blizzard. I tricked the Rage into watching Silent Hill, that movie blows. It had one creepy part near the start and dropped off fast. 33 cents wasted. Anywho, I have a paper to write and I can't think of anything to write. But I am listening to Keane and it's good times.

Moving on up... and a lusterous head.

New month and I am getting all kinds of technological advancements. First of all, I borrowed my bro Steven's hair trimmer and camcorder. Good times playing around with both, and I have filmed the process of bicking my head. Maybe one day I'll figure out how to put it on the computer and post it on this blog... but that will most likely not happen.
I also scored an IPOD (don't lecture me Michele)(you either Shane). I needed one pretty badly. Don't get me wrong, I love stuffing my diskman in my teal fannypack and making the rounds at the gym as much as the next guy, but there are just problems. Here are a few: CDs skip, batteries are lame to deal with, it looks gay, it is awkward and uncomfortable, CDs scratch, bla, bla. Basically, I wanted one for the same reasons everybody else has one: I want all my music transportable and easily accesible. Apart from the IPOD, I kind of accidentally got myself internet access by scoring a wireless internet USB dealio. I needed this because my windows expired... but that's another story.
I think I promised the 12 steps, but it will have to wait. Hmmm.... And I guess that is all the excitement. Michele is finally inroducing the "beardocrat" to the rents, so that promises to be an amusing post in the future.

Double duece...Dang.

Well, here I be, one year more dwindled away.
I think that brithdays cease to be so important to a person after they have spend a few in another country surrounded by stangers. After realizing that it matters nil anywhere other than in your house, things are a lot easier to deal with. Anywho, on to more interesting topics.

Last week, I went to an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting. Now before you all fly off the handle to buy me a drink, I didn't go bc I have any actual drinking problems, I went for sociology class. Lets just say that is was like a church for lunatics. It was on the second floor above a shady looking diner in a rather scummy part of town. There were strange posters on the wall and I learned all about the "12 steps". There was a book that I will think of as the AA Bible, and there was lots of testimony featuring F-bombs. I felt right at home, HAHA! Anyway, I was shocked to she younger women there. I figured the only people in AA were old weathered looking guys... like my uncles/cousins.

And one more thing to mull over in all of your equally exciting lives: Why are there people who always post comments on my blog but never put anything worthwhile or anything at all on their own blogs? These people are dispicable and I think it needs to stop. That is it, I am starting BA(Bloggers Anonymous) and I will post 12 steps to kick your crappy habits....
next time.

Asher is back...

Well, my good buddy Asher made his triuphant return on Wednesday. He is my first buddy to return after me from a mission so I am stoked to get his perspective on how it went. That being said, I realize something: nobady cares about mission stories except for the person telling them. Really, it's sad, but true. I am very guilty of dipping into the bank of stories that begin, "When I was on my mission...." Anywho, I will listen to Asher because I love the kid and I don't find them as boring as most, as long as I get to sprinkle in a few lewd stories from my own corrupt mission.

Thoughts of a returning missionary that I had:

Holy crap the US is organized.

Wow, everybody is too fat or too skinny.

I am not funny anymore, and from what I hear, I never was.

I can't speak this damn language.

People are cold hearted.

I hope I still know how to drive.

I wonder what I am going to do with all of my spare time?"

Why do people watch such crappy shows and listen to such crappy music.

What are good shows, music, movies that I am oblivious to?

Why is my family so strange?

WTF?

Those are just a few of the thoughts that I had, I wonder if Asher is experiencing and of that. I hope not, that kid is much better than I and he probably has his stuff more together. Anywho, three cheers for Asher. ******** ********* ********* and a high five!

Task: Death in STAR WARS

So... I saw a Simpsons the other day, it inspired me.
So... Now I will list all of the Star Wars deaths in order that I can remember. Just Episodes IV, V, & VI. Who gives a damn about the first three anyway?

A New Hope:

The rebel scum w/ his lame helment. Darth Vader kills him and the dude throws up his arms as he is flung. Also, a storm trooper or two.

Some Jawas; Then Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen

Ugly alien in bar. Can't remember his name; then Greedo.

Everybody on Alderran

Storm Trooper sweeper crew. Then some prison guard officers, and some more random storm troopers.

Obi-Wan Kenobi; More random storm troopers; Then four tie-fighter pilots.

Red 5, Red Leader, And a few other rebel pilots.

Grand Moff Tarkin and all the other suckas on the Death Star.

The Empire Strikes Back:

A Taum taum, and then the snow beast.

A probe droid; then Vader kills the Admiral that was a dumb A**

Dax, the gunner. Rebel scum, random storm troopers, an couple of AT-AT's.

An empirial officer in a hologram; than a few mynocks on the Falcon.

Vader kills Captain Nieder.

C-3PO gets blasted, but is fixed. A few more storm troopers die.

The Return Of the Jedi:

Tortured droid.

A Twilek love slave, than two Gammorean gaurds; Then another Gammorean.

The Raincore.

Random ugly alian henchmen.

Bobo Fett; Then Jabba the Hutt and everybody else on the sail barge.

Yoda passes away on Degobah.

Some random storm troopers on the forest moon of endor.

Some furry little E-Woks bite the dust.

The officer who says "You rebel scum" all snidelike gets killed with the rest of the storm troopers, and Han Solo kills the first one stylishly by throwing a thermal charge at him and knocking him over the edge.

Some imperial and rebel pilots die. The medical frigate gets blasted by the Death Star II, Admiral Ackbar decided to take on the Super Star Destroyer.

The Super Star Destroyer gets blown up by kamakasi rebel pilot, than plunges into the Death Star.

The emperor dies;and then Darth Vader/Anakin; and all the other suckas on the Death Star II.



Well, there you go. Right out of my memory has sprung this goodness. If I forgot somebody, dang. Anywho, that's all I got for this post.

QUESTION?

Here is a question I was wondering about.

Would you rather lose an arm or a leg?

This question was inspired upon viewing Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back. You should all know what I am talking about.

I kid...I kid....

All right, NO harem. People get all bent out of shape. Anywho, life with tests and papers, not so great. But other than that. I just keep on keepin on. Oh and as for the elections...Wow. I don't even know what to say. For president I think I am going to pencil in Mr Aycock, my high school computer class teacher. I think he'd do a good job. Also, I stabbed myself in the back of the throat with a straw, and it hurt a lot. I can't swallow so great now. Well, I am going to bed.

Snowboarding

Things I love:
Snowboarding
Music
Reading
Golf
Working Out
My Family (even michele)
Empanadas
My brown Jumper
Lasagna
Driving
Slurpies
Cookies, Doughnuts, Brownies
Chile
Muscle Cars
Video Games
Funny Shows (family guy, arrested developement, sienfeld)
Finishing a project
My aunt's Apple Fritter
Playing Guitar
Being witty
Traveling
Veterans
Movies
And lots of other stuff

The reason I have been thinking of all these things is because my time is largely taken up with things I don't love. Things like:

School work
Telesurveys
...

Ok, so maybe I do have time for it all but I still dislike being beholden to the responsible life. Need money, must work. Need more money, must go to school. There you go. It's all about the Benjamins. To do what one loves, one usually requires money. Thats where the not so fun stuff comes into play. What a sick life we lead.

*** Some things that might be of intrest:
The Patriots are lame, and lost. HA
I ran into the infamous "ex" And I was civil. Nothing doing in a repeat of that event though.
I went snowboarding today and it was GREAT!
Pancake Party today at my sisters, we'll see how that goes.
The Guitar Store guy put on my strap peg for free.
I have a harem. :)
Midterms and papers, yet I blog.
Went to the Used Book Store... love that place.
There is a guy named Leroy Gibbons in a nursing home and he is awesome.
First Presidency is established, good deal.


Well, I guess need to do something constuctive. Crap

AND ANOTHER THING!

I may have developed an allergic reaction to Orbitz gum. That blows because it is my favorite gum. I am no doctor, but every single time I chew a piece, the taste buds on the back of my tounge swell up and get nasty looking. Wierd

Too much?

Well peeps,

I am now trying to decide why I decided to get a job when I am such a slacker. I really can do the things I need to, with the job, but I procrastinate like mad. I always seem to be putting someting off. My job is about lame, not too bad, just lame. I have recently been calling Texas about grocery stores. YAY! The funny thing is, I always speak with a Texan drawl on the phone with them. My sister is acting very Consueloish lately and I believe that she has cornered the "teaching moment" market. About the best thing is that my momish sister was kind enough to purchase me a gym membership to 24 (thanks, now I owe her my soul, I know). Unfortunatly I couldn't go Monday because the sweet ride got a flat. Turns out I ran over a screw somewhere. The saddness at having to go find a place to repair it paled in comparison to the death of GBH. (thanks Rage for taking a so/so evening and turning it into a crappy one.)

It occurs to me that my political science papers and such are just as disjointed, rambeling, and pointless as my blogs. That might explain the in over my head feeling I get every time I contemplate homework. Right now we are learning about theory. Theoretically speaking, I am not a fan. My professor is a carbon copy of the "Inconcievable!" guy on The Princess Bride. Life other than that is not too bad. Lucky for me, I can sponge of my sister (bet you she posts and wenches about all this)... (maybe not now just to contradict me.) Anywho, sorry Brad I am not the most frequent poster. I think it's just becauase you are the only one who reads it.

I guess I'm open...

Things have been strange lately. I have lots of things to do like homework and a new craptastic job (ok, maybe it's not that bad), yet I continue to activly look for ways to waste time. I am blogging a lot again, I guess that is directly related to my time wasting. Anyway, two things I have done lately that I never thought I would. Country Western swing dancing and Dungeons and Dragons. Wow, there it is written... naked, and exposed to the judgmental public eye. Quite frankly, I don't much care. I had fun doing both so there you have it. And I will probably do either or both of them again in the future. So basically, I am having difficulties executing the line dancing, the cowboy cha cha, and all of the complex swing moves. It is fun though and I got to wear my western shirt that has all pearl buttons :). My D&D (that's right, I abbreviate) character is a half-elf monk. If that means anything to you, hats off. If not, that's cool too. Been swimming and ran on the indoor track a few times alone. And I have hung out with some girls that I knew before the mission, and it's just kind of odd. Perhaps that's because one of them had to help me push my crappy car started about four times... so yeah.

"The good times are killing me..."
-Modest Mouse

Challange accepted.

Brad said I should do this, and so I will, consult his blog if it makes no sense.

Leaving Biology 100

Good times and long overdue.

Not really.... Whats a lot?

Yep

On my mission, got back almost 2 monthes ago.

Nope, too much money.

I don't drink.

Ashamingly enough, my ex-girlfriend. But in my defense it was largely theatrics and mostly accompanyment to her niagra falls. I felt some kind of wierd obligation to feel sad about being a dirtbag and crushing dreams...needless to say, I got over it.

My Biology professor, funny guy.

Ramen noodles, microwaved, and chicken flavored.

Glass of milk, with the aforementioned ramen. 2 slices of wheat bread as well, if you must know.

Went to a "Job interview/training" at a telesurveying place. Needless to say, they have a high turnover rate.

In my apartment.

On the beach, somewhere exotic.

A snowboard.

Addictive personality.

"Word im not going to miss this one Damn it" - Shane

20) I always miss somebody.

Swordfish

Go on campus for a meeting with my multicultural advisor, swim, more job evaluation.

Not so far.

Scott. Wanted to know if I was up for hot tubbing tonight. Except he said "tubing", but whatever. Sounds kind of dirty though.

Sometimes

It's coming

My sister

To my job interview.

On a mission, so it was actually winter (s america) and busy.

Nope

Nope

Mountain Dew in a can. But I don't drink much soda these days.

Me

Class

Thursday, no classes so not a bad day.

Want to nap.

Lots of people.

40) I am happier just without that particular hassle right now.

There you go, more time that could have been better spent reading material to pass exams frittered away on BS.

Back in the grind....

When one returns to a way of life that was so great two years ago, it's a risk that it might not be as cool upon going back. It's like when you have a favorite childhood candy and it wasn't sold for a long time and when it comes back on the market, it just isn't as good. I am speaking of my fall back into the turbulant waters which are the BYU campus and Utah Valley life. I have been on a pretty sweet vacation for the last month and a half but twould appear that my free ride is at an end. I also have a funny situation with the vehicle.

*** THE SUZUKI SAMURI IS A PIECE OF SH*@ ***


That being said, it has died on me about 15 times in the last few outings and somebody ramdomly decided to break out the passenger window. Why? no idea, my theory is that people in SLC are unstable and more than a little retarded doesn't seem to cover it. Who knows, but at least my snowboard wasn't stolden, (it happened at night). Anywho, I have been hitting the gym a lot for those of you who care and my classes seem good times. I will update more often but here you are for now.