PC Holiday

MERRY CHRISTMAS! Thats for all of you who are too afraid to say it anymore.

Vegas Miracles

So I'm sitting here at the Vegas airport and the first thing I see is slot machiens. They are jingle-jangling as people attempt to hit the jack pot. I'm sitting next to a woman who won't stop talking about hot dogs and why its sacreligious to put a hot dog in a bagel. Her husband is a big galumphing man who looks like an orgre. I was being a terrible person and making fun of him in my mind and then he did an amazing thing. He offered his wife his coffee. "Do you want a sip? Or the whole thing? I could get a new one if you want."
I know this seems menial and sort of dumb but it truely touched me. This man loves his wife enough to give her his coffee or get a whole new one for her. I don't know, you just don't see these kinds of people anymore. I hope I have made that kind of impression on someone.

By the way, my flight here from Salt Lake went off without a hitch. I sat in the second row next to the window and nobody sat next to me. I tried to sleep, but because I haven't slept in 24 hours I didn't trust myself that I would wake up in time to catch my connection flight. Anyway, my flight is running about 25 minutes late and I'm pretty happy because it gives me a nice break from having all that potential energy bottled up underneath me.

If you can't Beat it, Eat it

So in case you haven't heard, it's snowing in Rexburg. Lots and lots of snow. As snow melts and refreezes, it creates sheets of ice on the ground making it a pain in the (butt) to walk to class because you slip every five steps. Most of the ground is covered in snow, but there are some parts that are just cement or whatever. The tricky part about walking is trying to desipher if there is ice beneath the snow or if it's just snow. I used to think I knew when there was ice and when there wasn't, but after spending copious amounts of time with my butt smaking the freezing streets, I've decided to avoid the snowy parts all together. I slip a lot less and my shoes don't get as wet. So even though it takes me more time to get from A to B, I take the snowless path.
Now pretend life is a sidewalk in Rexburg and the snow is the sins of the world. The snow make look pretty for the moment, but I promise you will regret tromping through it after you have to thaw your feet. Even though you think you can make it across the icy trail, you will probably slip and fall. That's why its good to have friends to pick you back up when you slip and help you find your way back to the clear way.

I've decided to take my revenge against the snow. One day last week, I took a bowl outside and scooped up some snow. I set it on the kitchen table and looked at it. With flavorings, sugar, and water, I boiled up a simple syrup and poured it over the snow. I had made a literal snow cone. With the fire in my eyes and my furrowed eye brows I began to eat the snow. That'll teach it.

The Case of the Missing Toilet Paper

Normal people use toilet paper right? So is it odd for me to ask where the toilet paper is when I go to grab a roll? Most people aren't secretly using animal skins and leaves right? So tell me why, when I asked my roommate where the toilet paper is, she scoffed at me. Seriously. Now my interest is peeked.
This is the case of the missing toilet paper.
So I began investigating becuase no one survive without this valuable resource. My sources lead me to an odd conclusion. The toilet paper is... (pause for dramatic effect) at the freaken STORE!!! Apparently my roommates believe that the toilet paper just magically appears overnight from the magic toilet paper fairy. I've bought toilet paper three times this semester and that totals to around 40 rolls. I think I've paid my dues. Buy some effing toilet paper you slakers!!! Holy crap. Y'all are just gonna have to survive off paper towels as I sparingly use my secret stash of toilet paper.

Misfit

It's amazing how easy it is to claim the title of "The Terrible and Troublesome" child when I'm being compared to "The Amazing and Perfect" one.

Toothpaste

So yesterday my face was covered in a massive breakout. Zits galore! And I'm an impatient person and I wanted them to be gone asap. I researched how to clear up zits over night and one of the options was to put ice on your face for 10 mins... hmm do I want to freeze my face off? No thank you. Next, put Visine on the zits to decrease the redness... I've done that and it doesnt work. Next, mix 50 avacados and a pound of active yeast and a bucket of lemon juice and let it sit there for 6 hours... okay I'm exagerating but I hate those home remedy masks 1. they smell bad and 2. they don't work. So finally I got to the suggestion of putting toothpasts on a zit and letting it sit over night. Worth a shot. So I put some Crest Whitening Toothpaste, because thats what I had and this morning I woke up with relatively no zits at all. Who woulda thougth?!

All the World's a Stage

Lately, I have been feeling incredibly deafeated. Defeated by everything. I have been feeling like I am the gum on the bottom of Life's shoe. But things changed tonight. Tonight, I took the stage.
I went to Sammy's, an swesome little hambuger joint in town, and performed for the first time in months. I was extremely nervous before the performance, but once I got on stage and saw the audience looking at me, I felt like I was flying. I felt like the whole world was under my dominion. I was powerful and beautiful and courageous! I felt like me again. I sang perfectly and I felt in total control. It was as if God gave me a sleeping baby to watch over. I forgot how much I love to perform. I forgot the total rush of giving my soul as a sacrifce to the audience. It is the best feeling in the world. I belong on stage. I think I'm going to make it a weekly habbit to go sing. It makes me feel compitent and radient. Oh what a lovely night!