| Precisely the way bricks don't |
[Jun. 14th, 2004|05:06 pm] |
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Now I am back on after, who knows how long? I was going to write about the trip to Fagstaff, but now we've already gone on another trip to Flagstaff, this time with Reece's cousin, Matt. For a moment I forgot his name again. This last trip was shorter, I slept more, I didn't drive at all I guess some would say that's fortunate. Sheesh! I'm not that bad of a driver! One of our party has fallen in love with the girl from the pizza parlor. The day before the trip I was called to Westminster to wash dishes again, I only cut myself twice. I cut myself today too. I was cleaning up tile and I picked up a tile that poked me, but I dismissed it as nothing. Then I threw the pile away and I noticed it was sticky. I thought it was glue or something, but no! it was blood, flowing profusely from the gash on my finger. I got it all taped up and it's fine now. Although it was hard to hold a pen for a little while. Anyway, on Wednesday night I went to the temple and met a mission companion, Elder Walker. That was cool. His band, Grand Couley, is playing 9pm Friday at Undici Undici off of Southern and Longmore. They're really good, you should all go see them. Plus, I think they've gone electric now. I notice that this story is jumping back and forth in time. I do like to read Isaiah, and sometimes I am just as easy to understand. |
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| R.U.N.N.O.F.T. |
[May. 5th, 2004|10:33 am] |
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| | Legiao Urbana | ] |
The story is, yesterday I left home to go to school at 7:00am and I didn't come back until after 9:00pm. I just didn't want to go home because, for the past few weeks, it seems that no matter what I do I get criticized for something. After the unheard concert that I talked about last time, I went to update my journal and check my e-mail. I recieved an e-mail from an old missionary companion, Elder Tome. I hope that he understands what I wrote because it is difficult to make accent marks with an American computer. After that I decided that I wanted to listen to Led Zeppelin's Houses of the Holy, but I didn't own that one so I went and bought it. Then I got a Carne Asada at Filibertos and listened to the whole CD while eating lunch. Then I got some gas and flipped a coin to decide whether I would go east or west. I went west and as I was driving I had the desire to visit the ASU institute, but when I got there I couldn't find a place to park so I went back to MCC to hang out. I went to the evening class there. It was Bro. Wright's last class and it was great. You ASU people are in for a treat. I then drove around for a while until I finally felt like going home. It wasn't as bad as I thought when I got home. I think everybody got the message that I'm sick of it all and I think that they will ease off a bit. Besides that, when I got home, I found out that I got accepted to NAU for the fall. So, no matter how bad things seem, they really aren't all that bad. |
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| Open mike night... during the day, without the mike |
[May. 4th, 2004|12:21 pm] |
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I just wanted to make a short entry to chronicle a rare happy event in my life today. I was at the institute playing my guitar and I played a few songs. I played Redemption Song by Bob Marley, Only a Broken Heart by Tom Petty and Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd. The significant thing was that I played these songs better than I ever have before, and no one was listening. Except for the guy who always sits at the desk at the front, but he's always listening and he thinks everything I do is great. He would make a good mother if he wasn't a guy. I also played one of my own songs, called Where's My Line. It was good but a bit choppier because I made up an ending for it right there. So I may go back to the institute right now and test out some more. Who knows, maybe someone else heard and they're just dying for the chance to hear more. |
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| Beavers and Ducks! |
[May. 1st, 2004|05:12 pm] |
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| | Blues Traveler- Straight on Till Morning | ] |
Well, I haven't written in a few mostly because when I do have time to log on, I spend to much time reading other peoples' entries and I run out of time. Some important things that have happened, I'm still struggling through school and searching for work. I have organized the band with a drummer, guitarists, a keyboard player and me on bass. We're just waiting for our schedules to clear up so we can start rehearsing and once we're ready, we'll need someplace to play. So if anyone has any ideas, let me know. I helped my brother, Lee, move into a house this morning. We did it in one trip an my other brother got a lamp out of the deal. It's lime green glass with a huge lampshade. When we got home I took it right in to show my mom and the look on her face was just classic. I personally got an organ from Reece and in exchange I drove him to the mall. I borrowed Dirk's car and it took a moment to get accostumed to it. The passengers would probably equate the experience with the Indiana Jones ride at Disneyland. Before that however, I went with Reece to a crawfish bake which I would reccomend to all. I'm thinking about doing one of those myself so everyone could have a taste. We'll see what happens. |
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| Well, goodnight folks! |
[Apr. 11th, 2004|08:44 pm] |
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I have been trying to be more positive about everything lately, but it's kind of hard when life throws you so many curve balls. My most recent dillema is a real pain in the butt, literally... I will just leave it at that for those of you who do not want to know what I am talking about. On a lighter note, I attended the broadcast of Sister Hinckley's funeral on Saturday morning. Well I guess that wasn't a lighter note, but it was a lot more spiritual and less painful than what I am going through right know. I just hope that after all of the junk that's happening to me lately that something really good is going to happen, but if not... Well I'll finish this now because sitting down is not my favorite activity right now. |
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| You see, a third of a gopher would only arouse the appetite without bedding it down properly. |
[Apr. 9th, 2004|08:11 pm] |
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So today was a lot better than yesterday. I slept through my first class. I got a quiz in the class that I did attend. Afterwards I had a bit of a jam session at the institute. Then Ron Hoon spoke at the institute friday forum. He was very entertaining and spiritual. Then we had a barbeque there for an added bonus. I had to go out to east Mesa to get my wallet that I left at my sister's house, and yes I did drive the whole way without a license. So now I'm here at Jeromy's place with the whole group waiting for the night's festivities to start. |
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| mo' entry |
[Apr. 8th, 2004|05:06 pm] |
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| |  annoyed | ] |
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| | Incubus | ] |
OK, I finally am getting around to my second entry. I haven't had much time this week, and when I have had time I took too long reading other people's stuff that I ran out of time to write my own. Not that much has happen of note but I am pretty that stuff will happen, so I'm taking time now to get the boring stuff out of the way. I did my taxes yesterday and as it stands I am exempt for nothing, so I will get a whopping $20 back from the state. Anyway, has anyone noticed that the date at the top of the screen here is completely backwards? I don't suppose you have. so, where was I, oh, taxes. Well thats the whole story on taxes. I need to mail them today. I didn't do it electronically because it costs $15. I also had a group job interview yesterday. One of the questions they posed to the group is what three words that best describe you. One of the words I used was "random" I don't now if this went over well with the interviewers but I have another job that I am hoping to get with better pay and better hours so I don't care too much about this other one. I'm listening to the kids scream right now and I can't help but contrast them to my sister's kids which I was watching this afternoon. They hardly made a noise and just did what they were asked. These ones however... But that's enough ranting. I could go on forever. I could go on about hundreds of things that are annoying me right now, like the ditz that I almost ran into on the way home because she decided to drive across the street at the wrong time. Anyway, I have been a bit too negative lately so I need to stop dwelling on it. So that's my message for today; concentrate on the positive or you'll end up as a grumpy old man like me. |
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| Dang! We're in a tight spot! |
[Apr. 2nd, 2004|08:44 pm] |
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So...um...My name is Lon. It's been two weeks since I've had a twinkie. I've been addicted to twinkies for over twenty years, and I am so ashamed. Well, not really, I'd actually like a twinkie right now. So D-Rock conned me into signing up for this live journal thingy. I might actually keep up with it. I haven't written in my actual journal for quite a while so this might be a nice change. |
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