If anyone is interested they can give me a concise explanation of the situation of in Burma without political biases. Id like to know.

My body hates me right now.

Here are some of the reasons.
the injuries.
In the past week I've hit myself in the shin several times with a blunt metal pry bar, once hard enough to raise a Easter egg size bump in my leg. I jammed my finger making it hard to hold things and write, and most importantly bowl. I also bruised my heel something fierce; to the point where I had actual problems walking, on the journey back from campus I had to stop several times to rest my weary foot, and overheard two girls who (I believe) were discussing the legitimacy of my preposterous limp. and to put the icing on the cake. I jammed a sizable wood sliver under my nail at work the other day, that after 2 days I extracted after much toiling with a surprisingly sensitive part of the body. While jamming metal object into my nail bed to retrieve the foreign object, I almost passed out. it was .....fun?

My diet.
school is stressful, and food is very comforting, and when i make it myself a strain on my already busy life. so whats the solution? plenty of precooked, microwavable food, fast food, and pizza in any way that I can find it. I'm sure my cholesterol is through the roof my metabolism can't keep up, and my body will soon show the effects.

the dryness
Winter is coming, and the dryness that seeps into Utah and sucks the moisture out of every living thing will soon leaving me with elephant knees and rhinelbows, and grossly chapped lips. This is a particularly traumatic on my humidity acclimatized skin.

And a simple equation tells the rest.
time/(school x girlfriend)= happiness with the remainder of no sleep.


so my resilient body soldiers on begrudgingly, longing for better times.
for now it's time to sleep.

Lately I feel like I have been held to unexpressed desires of other people; at work, at school and at play. This has been very frustrating as I try to plan my individual life, because in order to please these people I have to engage in some sort of mind reading, I feel I am a pretty good reader of persons however, every now and again something slips by and I find myself being held responsible for things other people think I should be doing. So.... remember that if you have something you wish for someone to do, communicate it. Until you inform them of it, your desire remains only a wish upon a star, and there is no ground to hold them accountable for it.

Two Disclaimers
1. I understand that I am probably also an offender in this regard. I promise I'm trying my best not to be.

2. There are certain instances where tact and a withholding of some of these desires is probably good, and healthy for the relationship. Romantic relationships for example often require the suppression of the urge to divulge such desires for the sake of banter and the courtship, or to avoid serious offense. Notwithstanding, there are certain instances where you should take a page out of Harold Crick's book at just say it "I want you, in no uncertain terms" maybe not with those words, but with that feeling and candor.

why won't this blog let me have a title line?

Two fairly inconsequential observations I had during the first week of school.

1. The lowest common denominator for friendship is despising the position you're in.
The easiest way to make friends in the first couple weeks of classes is talk about how much you hate what you have to do in that class.

2. Utah hair.
I think people with particularly big, striped, or tattered hair do so because, when they do, people look at them, and they have a hard time differentiating between good and bad attention. because, when you're in a see of cougs a little attention seems like a foot in the door.

Everyone likes to be a appreciated


a couple weeks ago i had two experiences that made me feel more compitent than I ussualy do.

First I bought a bike, After work one day I stopped in to see an old friend i haven't seen in a while...DI, I used to fancy myself a bargain hunter, and still look for great deals when I have a chance. I stopped in and perused among the rough in pursuit of a diamond when i saw a glittering glint from a badly beaten Bmx Bike.(how's that for alliteration) as I drew closer I recognized the partially missing Logo on the bike, "Redline," it was a coveted bike from the days of my youth, and since I've been trying to recapture my youth, five bucks was a terrific price for such a valuble piece of nostalgia. As I strolled out of the automatic door grin on my face, a guy stopped me and asked how much I got that bike for, after telling him, he congradulated me on a great deal.....and while I knew it was a great deal myself, very rarely do great DI finds pay such immediate dividends. this made me feel great, good enough to overlook the buyers remorse from the junk I had bought in addition to the bike.

Second, Bowling, Mylee and I went bowling a few days later, the alley was pretty much empty and after shaking the rust off, I began to bowl pretty well, stringing together some strikes and some decent scores, Once again I felt pretty good about my abilities but figured nobody else would notice, so I kept myself composed, when as I took of my shoes a lady and her son approached me and asked how I rolled the ball to get so many more pins. Flattered I gave a 30 second bowling lesson, to a mother and her son. As we were walking away the mother picked up a ten pin spare. She jumped in the air kicking her legs to the side like a girl a tenth her age. That felt good, bowling feels good, and I think were going to sign up for a league again. good times good night.

Navigation

Not Unlike six degrees of Kevin Bacon, I often play a game on the internet to see if I can get from site to site without ever using the keyboard. For Example, I got to my Blog today by clicking on a friends blog that I subscribe to (one of the two), and finding a link to my blog through theirs, a grand total of zero keystrokes, thats like pitching a no hitter. Facebook is my favorite for this game, as everything links to everything, what a world wide web we live in. this game has only gotten worse as the Iphone has come into my life, I don't even have to dial someones number anymore, I just have to find it on the internet, click on it and the Iphone does the rest. I love the Iphone and don't even care about the stigma associate with it.

Well I think I'll click on elsewhere now.