Tuesday, November 25, 2008

There's always a first time for everything.

We're nearing the end of the semester which means one thing, lots of projects and papers.

Tonight I had to meet with a group at the library for one of the said projects. Things were moving along swimmingly as we put together our power point presentation, so my mind started to wander. I wasn't really paying attention to the conversation when one of the girls asked, "Hey, does anyone here know how to give a shot?" Unsure of why she was asking, I proudly replied, "Actually, I do." (I had to learn when I was helping Robin). Little did I know that she wanted to employ my skills right then and there. "Oh good. I need some medication and I don't like giving myself shots, would you mind?"

WHAT?! Just a minute ago I was minding my own business, dinkin' around on the internet and now I have to give this girl I barely know a shot? Never mind the fact that I don't really like needles and passed out when I watched my sister's spinal tap. But I had already admitted that I was capable, so I wasn't about to back out. We headed off to the bathroom, prepped the syringe, and I took care of business. You should have seen the look on the random girl's face that came out of one of the stalls as I was administering the shot. I'm pretty sure she thought we were doing drugs or something.

Monday, November 24, 2008

It was better than I could've ever imagined.

Now I have to find something new to look forward to.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

I will be listening to Coldplay LIVE in a few hours.

And I didn't even have to sell one of my organs to get a ticket.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

I heart procrastinating.

I just sat here for 6.5 hours.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

I love/hate running into people at the gym.

I had a ton of homework tonight, so naturally I decided to put it off by going to the gym. I think the only thing that drives me to work out is the desire to procrastinate doing school work.

Anyway, I ran into a few different friends on my little outting at the gym this evening. At first I was so excited to see some familiar faces ('cause running into people means I actually have friends in Salt Lake!), but the excitement wore off quickly when I realized that I was wearing my hair in a pineapple pony, I was wearing minimal make-up, spandex pants, and I was glistening to put it nicely. I should probably avoid the gym for awhile. At least until I have another big assignment to work on.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

I'm usually a pretty good speller.

So why is it always so difficult for me to remember how to spell the word, "whoa"? You'd be surprised at how often I use it.

P.S. Even as I write this I'm unsure of the spelling.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Whitty Whit

According to my mom, I was a pretty unhappy child until November 12th, 1985. You see, Robin and Natalie were the best of friends which left me as odd man out until Whitney Jay was born.

Whitney's great for lots of reasons, like she'd stay up late at night with me when we were younger and imagine what all of our furniture would be if it were made out of candy until Natalie banged on the wall to make us go to sleep (sorry Nat); she forgave me when I accidentally hot glued her foot because I was trying to take over her 6th grade diorama project; whenever I was super stressed out in high school she'd always reference a quote from one of the million Mary Englebreit magnets in our house that was something like, "Worrying does not empty tomorrow of it's troubles- it empties today of it's strength," which usually made me want to punch her in the face and kiss her cheeks at the same time; she loves sodie and always has Diet Dr. Pepper on hand to offer to house guests; she's genuine, funny, kind hearted, adventurous, and the list could go on.

Happy happy 23rd birthday to you Whittle Sticks aka Miss Happy Head aka Giddy aka Whitty Jay. May this day bring lots of donuts, trail mix, and Its Its.

Monday, November 10, 2008

You know you're in Utah when...

You sit in on a meeting at the hospital and some of the doctors and nurses keep referring to Mr. Gallegos as Mr. Ga-LAY-gos.

Now, I'm no expert in Espanol (I don't even know how to put the squiggle thingy on the n), but my years in the central valley tell me that's not the correct pronunciation.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

I voted for change: part deux

Wow, I had no idea I'd get such a strong response to my little post.
I'm a registered republican and was an undecided voter until a few weeks ago. First let me say that I think we had two brilliant, patriotic, tirelessly dedicated men running for the presidency. I decided that before I went to the polls, I needed to do some research. I spent hours upon hours on several nights discerning 1) which issues were most important to me (i.e. health care, education, and stem cell research to name a few), and 2) where did the candidates stand on these issues? After reading both candidates websites, checking out cnn.com and other news sources (with both biases), looking at the candidates voting records over the last 3 years in the senate, and listening to LOTS of political debate, I realized that I don't agree with anyone 100% and I made my decision. To be honest, I found that the candidates had very similar views on a myriad of issues, and I would have been happy no matter the outcome of the election. I just happened to agree with Senator Obama a little more on a few of my key issues.
Of course I don't agree with the president elect on certain issues like abortion. But we've had a pro-life republican in office for 8 years and Roe v. Wade wasn't overturned. I have a feeling it's not at the top of the priority list.
Anyway, all of this is beside the point. The point is, I think you're all great for being so passionate. Being able to agree to disagree is a wonderful part of this whole process. So now what? We have a new president and I sincerely hope that we can come together as a nation and support him in what is bound to be a difficult few years (granted it would be difficult no matter who was in the oval office).
"As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, we are not enemies but friends. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection." Thanks for reminding us, Mr. Obama.
So, friends?

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

I voted for change.

Can we still be friends?

Saturday, November 1, 2008

The best things about Halloween are...

1. It's a good excuse to wear spandex to work.

(I know, I know, it's lacking a little on the creativity side, but I woke up late and realized that costumes were mandatory at work, so I was a marathoner)

2. It's the only day in the whole year when I get to make these tasty little treats.