Dementally challenged.

I hear that I never blog anything good these days. I also hear that I don’t blog hardly at all. This is all true, and I apologize. SO, to hearken back to the good old day, here we go.

First item of business:

Heroes… meh.
That’s right. I know that I follow this show and no others, but it is just getting silly. I liked first season. Second season was not so hot, and now this last one is just losing me. I know Shane can see no wrong in this series, but I disagree. I don’t want to delve into the whole thing, for those of you yet watching, but I think there are lots of parts where there is just crap thrown in for filler. Stuff out of nowhere that isn’t really needed. (Haitian and his brother part…wtf?). Also, when Seth Green gets involved delivering timely hope inspiring speeches, I just can’t take it seriously anymore.

Twilight… As gay as I feared it would be.
***Disclaimer*** Granted, this book wasn’t exactly written for me, the audience is adolescent girls and I think it plays to them perfectly.
That being said, I started reading book one and I must say, wow. Not ‘wow’ in a ‘oh, how cool!’, but ‘wow’ as in, ‘Oh Lord, O Lord, please give me my wasted life moments back’. If I hear one more description about how coldly beautiful what’s-his-name the teen vampire hunk is I am going to start loving men. That’s unfortunate on the proverbial eve of my heterosexual marriage. I think this book is stupid. Not just because it is a book about high-school-vampire-romance; but also because the bastard sparkles in the sun. I think it is kind of crappy writing as well. Lots of painful mental monologue by the heroine. Speaking of heroine, I think that consumption of such in vast quantities would be the only thing that could make this book bearable for me. I am sad that Stephanie Meyers disappointed me so, especially since she claims she listened to the great band The Muse while she wrote. I kind of hope not, because I love the Muse and I think if she managed to associate herself with them in my mind, they could only stand to go down a rung in my book. So how do you become a wealthy author in this day in age?, think of a way to bring little emo f-nuts, hot topic, and adolescent vampires together in one glorious suckfest.

Bests and Worst…
This should be extensive since it was my first complete year following my mission, but sadly, not so much. I can’t remember much about it. So instead of the typical movies, books, etc. I will throw out some goods and some not so good’s.
Goods:
Malu: Everything, especially the Peru Proposal Trip of June 08.
Discovering good new music, such as Diego’s Umbrella: I am actually considering buying their albums, I like them that much.
Funny youtube videos.
Getting good grades.
Paying 130 bucks to fix my ipod when it crapped on me.
Wicked burning people occasionally. Especially Asher in the with the hoe juggling comments: priceless.
Going to the gym.
Competing and doing well in my part of the Triathlon.
Running as Ramses in the Costume 5k.
Buying The Don (my car)
Living with good buddies: Joe, Smash, Scott…..I am sad that I moved out.
Not so goods:
Persistent damn wart on my pinky that just won’t die.
Nightwatch (if you have ever disturbed my slumber, this probably made your list as well).
All of the bureaucratic bull s*** that Malu and I had to go through and will continue to go through. (not to mention expenses)
Married housing searching. I HATE searching for housing.
My cell phone. It is a POS. If I ever get a new one, I shall hurl this one to the ground with glee.
Exhaust poisoning from the Samurai. Asher knows about that.

I am sure there is all kinds of stuff to add, but this is the kind of garbage that people dislike about my blog, so I will move on.

This is getting bloody long so I’m cutting it.

A voice from the grave....

Folks,

Been a busy while. Malu got here, THANK GOODNESS. I hate our embassy. I have a new apartment, expensivish rent but hey, married housing. There is a welfare female cat named Fred here, looking at me through the window right now. There has been a crapload of snow, which sucks for my gutless car. The tires being bald means that I have to fight wherever I go and always wonder if I am on the verge of sliding into oncoming traffic. BYU choked in their bowl, surprise. Shane had a good year at least, damn Utes. At least they win. I got a 3.7 last semester, not too shabby. Had to buy books, which I hate. I am trying to decide who is more gay, the bookstore or the US embassy in Peru. Hmmm... It's a toss up. I have no dryer, so I hand dry my clothes. Wedding invitations is a pain in my A**. They have been done for two weeks but getting them to people is not fun.
I will blog something worthwhile in the future, but that's all I have for now.

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...