Daily Update

I stayed at work late, like normal lately. I went home and dove into the huge bowl of spaghetti that was left from Sunday night. From there I thought about going to FHE. then I thought about it again, and even again. Each time My mind was perplexed about showing up only for a few minutes to show my support. But I had an appointment to watch Hitman with Jeff on the Fox Lot.

It was a cool movie, kind of like the Bourne series, but more gruesome killing. Yes, it was a lot like the Borne Identity. It was fun. The one part they could have left out was was the 'love interest'. A little to much.

After that, I found it necessary to drive downtown to make a deposit at my ATM down there. Usually it goes quick and easy, but this time someone was plotting against me. All my usual parking was filled, so I had to park farther away. Annoying for a still recovering ankle. I get to the ATM and all of the deposit envelopes are gone, How ridiculous! At one time I stock-piled some in my car so I scurry back to my car and then search for such an envelope, but to no avail. I looked everywhere, and I didn't feel safe staying in one place for to long, so I reluctantly decided to make the trek deeper into the campus to the second known ATM. I start walking in the most direct direction, when I realized that I can drive onto the campus late at night with little trouble, so then I turned again, back to my car. I drove to closest possible, most inconspicuous spot to the Central ATM. As I arrive I notice many envelopes scattered all over the ground. After a quick investigation, I realized that they belonged to another bank. Relieved, I went to my goal, but only to notice that the screen said 'Out of Order'. NO! I thought. How could this be? someone was indeed out to get me. So I had to act ever so aware. To my fortune I found extra envelopes in stock at that location. I horded a few and went back on my way. So then again, I had to make the trip from my parking spot back to ATM #2, my primary destination. After having braved the many wily students, and shadows, I safely arrived, only to find many questionable people there waiting in the ATM transaction room. I puffed my chest up, held my arms up to fight, and made mean looking faces at the people there. After the guy and two little asian chicks left I made my transaction safely, then was on my way again. Another successful trip. I ran into a few trolls on the way, but luckily they ran away when I howled at them.

Today after lunch I passed a bum wearing shorts. He was the most filthy person I'd ever seen. Scales of dirt clung to him like babies cling to their bottles. I immediately wanted to get a garden hose and turn it on him, as well as scraping him down with a bristly push-broom, just to rid him of the caked on filth that was plaguing his skin. Wouldn't it feel better to be clean? Don't you think that people wouldn't be as afraid of you if you didn't look like that? I wondered in my head if the batter of dirt would come off with an ice scraper, or even a straight razor. Then I realized that I didn't want to be any closer than 10 feet to him. After all, I hate the smell of ammonia, and dead rotting things, like the bugs that I'm sure live in that frazzely head of hair.

Lunch was sponsored by D'Amor's Pizza. it was Good, but I don't feel the need to go back for a while.

I'm listening to Eragon fight the battle of his life right now.

Thanksgiving Day Update

Wow, its been almost a week, I'm so sorry to keep you in the dark about my adventurous life. Going back to last Tuesday, I stayed up super late trying to finish the Service Auction List. I finished around 2:30-3am-ish. And then realized I still had to pack, and clean my room and stuff like that. I took a few minutes to check emails, n' stuff like that. I was also listening to music at the same time. Partially for enjoyment, but as well to practice my complex Multi-tasking skills.
So during one song I heard a strange beeping noise. It was weird, but didn't think about it to long. Seconds later the song changed but the beeping persisted. It immediately hit me that it was an Alarm! Oh Crap! I had lit a candle in the bathroom earlier that evening and forgot about it. I ran to the rescue and only had to blow out the extended wick to extinguish the trouble. After waving my hand and batting the alarm down, all was fixed. I also found solace in Fighting the Battle of My Life once more. I have taken up arms against the evil trolls of Middle-Earth
once more. Finally around 4:30 I was set and laid down, thinking about how good a rest would be, but then quickly realized how horrible it would be if I wasn't awake to get a ride to the airport at 5:30. So I stayed awake. I dozed off for a few minutes, but when I realized it, I quickly snapped awake.

Wednesdays journey went by quickly. The second I sat down on the plane I fell asleep and didn't awake until we landed in Utah. It was 30 degrees there. I was happily greeted by Brandi-licious Chocolate Chip Cookies at my house! They were almost the best things ever! Having just judged in a Cookie competition, I felt that these cookies need to be entered next time to be judged.

My new sister's family also joined us later that evening. From there we Put marvelous puzzles together, watched wonderful TV shows, and ate lots of chocolate and treats. I saw it as an incentive to go back to Salt Lake for Christmas, despite the freezing cold. My little brother showed me how cool Guitar Hero on his computer was while my brothers and new sisters discussed wild tales of unbelievable size. In the evening we didn't have a set dinner, but we took full advantage of all the food laying around at our disposal.

Thanksgiving Day was a day of pancakes, turkey, and Football watching. The food was SO GOOD. My mouth now knows what heaven will taste like. I fully abused myself with the amounts I ate. It was spectacular. The Turkey, Mounds of potatoes, rivers of gravy, heaps of stuffing, baskets of rolls, loads of healthy stuff, and gallons of root-beer... then there were the stacks of pies. I'm drooling just thinking about it. After fighting off a thyrotrophin nap, I enjoyed a successful battle of usc college football. The girls dove into the newspaper to find all the ads for
needed/non-needed shopping places. I went with my dad later to go to a store. That was a big mistake. We went to CompUSA. As we got there they had all 8 registers open with at least 80 people in line for each one! That and every thing we might want was already gone. My dad was surprised to see people out that late at night, and it made him mad. I wasn't sure what part of the word 'Biggest shopping day of the year' he didn't understand.

On friday I again treated myself to pancakes, just to remind myself I was on Vacation. Later a large group of us went to paint ceramic plates. It was awesome! we had some really cool ideas. I'll tell you more about it all later.

Later we went to Chuck-A-Rama for Tiffany's birthday. Another great binge session.

On Saturday we went shooting. It was also fun, but Dave forgot the rifle ammo so I didn't get to shoot 'ol Betsey'.

Today at work I heard a horrible sound come from out front. I sprang to see what was the matter, and saw a motorcycle rocking on its side, wheels still spinning, and some lady running to the back of her car, as well as 3 or 4 on-lookers.

I'm listening to Eragon right now.

Lunch was sponsored by good ol In N Out.

Ut-Oh, the boss is coming, I gotta go...more explanations later...

Daily Update

It was definitely a busy weekend. On friday night we had our second installment of Lord of the Rings Night, with 'the Two Towers'. It was fun I thought, because of the running commentary of how 'gay' Froto and Sam were, and others in the movie too. It was a whole new aspect to movie watching. My foot was ultra swollen and looked like a marshmallow.

On Saturday I woke up to the welcome treat of Mike making French Toast for Rich and Jake. Oh, don't mind if I do! These cinnamonie treats made my morning most joyous.

Jeff took us to see 'Mr. Majorium's Wonder Emporium' at the Fox Lot. It was definitely a kids show, and mildly entertaining! When I say Kids I mean 8-10 years old. They even made Natalie Portman look like a little boy, which made it super weird when she kissed Dustin Hoffman. Dustin acted like a freakin retard the whole movie. That didn't help my opinion of it. Natalie was pretty sassy, except for her boyish hair.

I went Christmas shopping in the evening. I ended up finding a lot of cool stuff for myself; and I told myself to go back to a few stores later in the season too. When standing in line at Ross, buying one small can-opener, it took me maybe 20 minutes to get through the line. Long lines, Cash register failures, employee incompetence , and everybody demanding service all at once seemed to make time go by really slow.

In the evening Jeff and I went to a Birthday party with a Redneck theme. It was nice. Lots of people. Its not to often that the cops get called on a Mormon Party. I was a little disappointed in them there for trying so hard to play 'Root-Beer' Pong. A stupid drinking game. I was mad that I went when Kerry approached me and asked if I would speak in church. At first agreed, but then demanded

Again I Stayed up super late, this time I was composing 'sign-up sheets' for the detailed volunteer service that I'll be requesting from the dear people in my ward for our Christmas party. There is much to do before Christmas comes.

On Sunday it was business as usual. Just before church ended I heard Ryan and Kelsie talking about having a cookie bake-off between her and Jeff. I immediately had to step in, and 'handle' the situation, (or organize it.) I declared myself a supreme judge in Chocolate chip cookie baking, and also allowed Laurel to assist, then Later Evan was also asked to judge as well. Evan is very critical of everything, so he did well. I arrived a bit late, due to other church duties, but there was a roaring crowd of people ready to observe this intense competition. It was only 20 minutes before the panel of judges was lined up and ready to pronounce their verdict. It was an intense judging session I tell you. Each cookie had their own unique quality that was unmistakably brilliant. Jeff's freshness, Kelsie's sweetness; I really should have taken pictures of the beautiful cookies. They were both Cookies worth remembering. Jeff's had a little more Bite, as Kelsie's had a nice touch of sweetness. Both Bakers indeed touched their cookies with love. The judges meaningfully bit into each cookie's spongy center, and analyzed each chew carefully. We had to occasionally cleanse our pallet's with a gulp or two of milk before we would switch between competitors cookies. Jeff's was a little touch of goodness all over again. It was a mound of cookie with chocolaty fault lines riddled throughout. I liked Kelsie's cookie more than I thought I would. It was sprinkled with sugar on top, yet still provided just enough sweetness to be exquisite, and each bite was memorable. Jeff's was a mound of gloriousness that had a little 'Bite' that befriended my taste buds quickly. When all was said and done, Jeff won the competition with 92 points, to Kelsie's 91 points. I thought that Kelsie's Cookie would win, but after we broke it down into scoring categories, we all voted that Jeff's had that little something more. We had to redo our scoring cause Danny, the self-appointed arbitrator, announced that we had to for some long winded legal reason. There were a lot of people who showed up to watch the judging (and to taste for themselves too.) Next time we should video tape it and then send it in somewhere.

I woke up at 9 today and didn't feel like getting up. Oh boy. I really need a break from staying up late. My foot's swelling has gone down enough for me to see how horribly deformed and discolored it is. The dramatic bruising goes all the way from my heel up to my toe knuckles, mostly on the outside of my foot. Luckily my super human healing powers has preventing anything more severe from happening, an it has repaired me enough to be able to walk without limping so soon after the incident.

Today Steve is talking/swearing like either a old English Mizar, or a cripple little English orphan girl. I'm not sure which, cause they both sound the same. I think he's listening to the 'voices' in his head more and more.

Lunch was sponsored by In N Out. (I didn't feel like venturing to far away from my work nest today. My damaged ankle is feeling loads better, but Still very sore. I'm also feeling luckily today, so I didn't really wrap it up in bandages and braces.

I'm listening to the story of Eragon right now. Its quite fascinating I tell you. I'm hanging on every word that they say.

Daily Update

I was up till 2:30 last night. I was meticulously writing an email to someone very important. But never mind that. the point is that I stayed up late.

My foot is feeling much better. When I walk, I feel the good kind of pain. Not the dull throbbing pain that you don't want to feel. I get anxious though and then walk on it to much, then it hurts to sit down.

Last night I stopped by Veteran to watch college football and then Rainman. Scott was really into watching How Tom Cruise dealt with his brother. Tom's character got annoying to me so I wanted to leave. Then Ryan came in so I decided to ask for money from our Europe trip. After all, I had just settled up with Jeff myself, so it was on my mind. He was willing to do the same, until he got a phone call from his special 'Someone'. Then both Jeff and Scott informed me that it might be a while. As he filled his phone friend in on EVERY aspect of his day, the routine became drab and tedious to listen to. I boisterously interrupted him several times, but to no avail. I was within arms reach of him, but I was Oh, so distant. I painstakingly stayed until the end of Rainman, hoping that his call would end somehow. His boring sappy conversation finally came to a close. After exchanging handshakes I said goodbye and was trying to make my way to the door when Ryan asked where I was going. "Ryan, I've been waiting here bored out of my mind listening to you kanoodle with your phone", "but you just got here" he responded. Our time spent together was only but a split second in time for him, as it was almost an hour for me. I shed a tear as I told him that he doesn't care like he used to. He felt bad for a second, before I started laughing at him.

I'm listening to Hole right now.

Lunch was sponsored by Marvin's. It wasn't as good as it was a few days ago. Their staff has changed again.

Daily Update

I went running last night... well, kind of. At first the terrain reminded me of a spot of the Brazilian Amazon that I once saw, but it wasn't that. It was located just above the Australian Outback track that I've visited so many times before. That place was closed though for some national run-around-like-retard day. the Path we took was different. It was the road to Hades. I thought that I could take it. I thought that I knew better than the dark roads of the underworld. I thought that my night vision abilities, my cat like reflexes, and Spiderman like intuition would keep me safe. It currently stands: Track 1, Jim 0. As I was negotiating the tricky path, my eyes drifted toward the oncoming traffic, the street, the dim/non-existing lights in the area. Everywhere they shouldn't have gone. Then all of a sudden my foot hit ground, slipped sideways into a 6 inch water channel, and tugged awkwardly on the ligaments in a manner that would make me feel an immediate and extreme stretching sensation and then even a 'pop'. We were running down hill at the time so I had lots of momentum which proved even more painful. I was forced to used my now worthless and incapacitated stump of a foot to support myself for a few more strides, thus preventing my body from flailing into approaching traffic on Sunset Blvd. At first when I felt the Popping sensation I thought to myself, "Woah, that can't be good, 'ouch' that might even Hurt". But then with the next 5-something strides that i was forced to take, Each foot pounding burst escalated the pain to the point of me shrieking out in agony as all 200 pounds me pushed down onto my once healthy ankle. After I slowed to a safe speed I just dove into the dirt on the side of the path desperately wanting immediate relief from this problem. I cried out in disbelief that my one sure foundation of a foot-joint befell this unspeakable damage. I feared the fate of my other ankle, the right one. Too many times I have seen it surcome to the torturous injuries of the world. To many times I thought it wasn't as bad as it actually was. My life didn't exactly flash before my eyes, but my future did. I took a moment of silence to get a realistic grip on reality though. I also used that moment to catch my breath and clear my mind of evil thoughts. Luckily for me Kristen was there with me. She had been there before, and was keen to the whiles of the Hades Trail. Although she was watching out for me, warning me of the dangers constantly, it just wasn't enough. So after I regained my composure. I tested the extent of the injury by slowly putting pressure on it. I eventually made it up to my feet and slowly tested out my walkability. At first my whole foot was numb with pain. I was able to walk a short distance before the paint made its way through all my neurons to my brain. The pain became pretty excruciating to tell you the truth. I didn't want to give in to the injury so I kept walking. We were at the furthest distance from the car possible, and I felt helpless. I cautiously used KA as a crutch until I built up the nerve to support myself. We made it around the corner a small stretch before She noticed the pain was to much for me to walk. So she, realizing that I was becoming unable to walk on my own, ditched me under some tree and ran ahead to get her car and come back and rescue me. Something like a 10-15 minute wait until she rolled up to rescue me from this Hadi-Bruin Hell that I was resting in. The Trail to Hades got to me. The evil path before me was stronger than I thought it was, that is why it won. It won the Battle, but not the War. I will be back. And I will conquer!

So after a little bit I went to the store and purchased injury treatment supplies for the upcoming trials ahead. I was going to be going to a movie, but that had to be canceled. I was able to hobble around on it slowly, so it was only a sprain, not anything worse.

At work I have been working with this dude Ray. I told you about Ray yesterday, but I want to reiterate how much I dislike the way he says 'Thank You', cause his lips move as if he's saying 'I love you', and needless to say I'm sure his thoughts are saying 'I want to do you'. Yes, it's gross, but its true so thats why I said it. But it will be a while before I work with him again I think. We had this presentation at 1pm yesterday, and he was telling me to change stuff up until 12:30. Just so you know, Printing is more than just hitting a button in Architecture. I didn't finish printing stuff until 2, but luckily the clients didn't show until 2 either.

Lunch was sponsored by In N Out.

I'm listening to my co-workers talk about how much of 'Ladies Men' they are. Its pretty outrageous, and somewhat unbelievable. I think they're just looking for attention, but they won't get it form me that way. They'll have to quote Anchorman or something for that to happen.

Daily Update

I went running last night. I made the trek back to the Wild Sahara. The track was dark and mysterious. It rustled quietly with the fallen leaves of anticipation. There weren't as many cars there as normal. The few existing street lamps flickered with angst. During my 'light' stretch my muscles reminded me of how long it had actually been since the last jaunt around the forbidding desert track. Then all of a sudden, in a snap, as a flash of light, I sprang into action! The abrupt pavement did not try to be kind to my familiar foot treads. The shadow tried to play with my mind, the texture tried to mess with my stature, and the ambiance emotions. I swiftly covered the ground like the mysterious Panther. Each dark paw would fling dust into the air as it kicked up the dirt of the track. The wind raced through my fur as the pads of my paws pounded the pavement. For an instant I thought I saw movement in the shadows. Just as Peter Pan had a 'Shadow' problem, I threatened my shadow to say close, other wise I'd never come back for it. I saw other creatures lurking in the shadows from time to time. I only passed 2 girls, and 8 guys this night. Lots fewer than last report shows, a 61% decrease in traffic. As I was swiftly grazing by each side of the track, I noticed a lot fewer adversaries than in summer. But I did notice that the streets that I was on resembled those of Medieval Vampire Russia. I fear that the enemies that I scared away may have left the few remaining Evil-Doers victim to vampires. I'll have to be on the lookout the next few times I go.

So yesterday I was racing to finish a project with Ray, the interior designer guy. Ray is VERY soft spoken, whispers in fact. And he whispers really close to your ear. He does things differently. He is from Brazil. Ray is married. Ray has a picture of him and a girl on his desk. I don't think Ray is Straight. Every time Ray says 'Thank you' It looks like he's blowing you a kiss. Jim doesn't like when Ray says Thank You. Ray Likes to say Thank You. Ray also likes to call me James. Ray says 'James' twice as slow as every other word in the sentence. Jim is a little worried. Ray does things differently when working. Ray must be in close proximity to a person to work with them. Ray also carries a pen like a cigarette, and whips it around like its a magic wand. Jim doesn't like Pen's racing in front of his face when trying to listen to the crap that Ray is whispering. Everyone else that Jim works with is much more efficient than Ray. Jim should suggest Ray takes lessons. Jim should teach Ray a lesson. Jim should spill something on Ray's Man-Purse. Jim is funny. Jim will have to work on it.

Lunch was sponsored by Marvin's Diner. It was much better than last time. But the service is horrible. It shouldn't take 20 minutes to fry a burger and fries, and the guy who comes in 5 minutes after me should Defiantly NOT be served at the same time as me.

I'm listening to Pennywise right now.

daily update

I got a call from my dad this morning. He told me that Thanksgiving was Canceled. I told him I didn't believe him, but then he said that the rest of the family had just moved, and that I shouldn't try to follow. After two seconds of confusion I started cautiously chuckle wanting to believe that it was a joke. After all, he had used this one before on us, and we actually did move as my older brother was on his mission. After another moment of silence he starts laughing like a goom-bah and tried to claim to be funny. But the point of his call was to inform me of a different thanksgiving venue. Apparently Boise isn't going to work out. How lame. I haven't realized it yet, but I'm about to figure out how lame 'non-refundable tickets' are.

FHE was last night. After working late I went over there to help make Birthday Cards for terminally ill children. Its actually quite difficult due to all the sayings you can't say; like get well, feel better soon, God loves you, Hold on, You're a winner, etc. It was funner than I thought it would be. Lots of people were pretty creative. Then there were some guys who took it a little to far and started making cards that said 'hurry up and die, I pay enough taxes already'. and stuff like that. I shook my head at them.

I'm listening to MXPX right now.

Lunch was sponsored by Panda Express.