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.