Moab, here I come!

So ya, me and Trav are finally gonna do something for real. We're heading to Moab here in the next few minutes and we'll be gone for a couple days. I really don't know what else to say. We're taking Trav's lap top so I'll probably blog down there. Until then...adios!

Three For Three

Three posts in as many days. I feel like Superman. I must admit, I feel a greater desire to blog when I know people are actually reading it. Its like they're counting on you provide them some sort of entertainment, and they will be very disappointed if you fail to make a new post. Oh, by the way, everyone should read Trav's blog too (http://www.pearlmoves.blogspot.com/). If you enjoy my blog, you'll pee your pants when you read his. Trav's blog is like taking a great comedian and a great thinker and putting them together and telling them to write down their thoughts. Its amazing.

Well its half way through the week, and nothing truly fantastic has really happened. My days here at ReedData are winding down, and I don't really know what to do. Do I get a job in Heber and continue to waste away here? Do I cash in and retire to a nudist colony somewhere? Or do I go big, get a job in Provo and move out with Trav? So many decisions, and so many benefits to all.

Well, todays blog was another short one. Thats ok though; its not like I do enough interesting things to actually write a full length blog about. Maybe one day when I'm rich and famous I'll write blogs about what I did with all my money today, or which celebrities I bumped into at the grocery store, or how I had a good time at the spa with my masseuse. Lol who knows....

Guest Book

The most amazing thing happened to me this morning. I got into work and when I got on to check my blog to my great surprise I had a comment! I must say that simple thing has truly brightened my day. To be completely honest I thought no one read my blog, and that I was just crying out into a deaf world (actually I guess in the case of a blog it would be a blind world, because deaf people can still yeah you get the point...my bad). Anyways though, this post isn't your typical post, its actually more of a guest book to those who read my blog. Since I have no clue who you are (and I would very much like to know), please do me the honor of signing my blog guest book. It'll kinda be like those books you have to sign when you go to peoples weddings, even though I'm not getting married any time soon (unlike the rest of my graduating class). Just leave me a pretty comment saying who you are (if you're feeling especially cheery you could even say something nice about me) and what you think of my blog. There's no reward for doing this, but it will be greatly appreciated. The more I know about my readers, and the more readers I have, the more likely I will be to blog longer and more often. That's really all I've got I guess, so if you happened to read this leave me a blog comment and have a great day!

Tis The Will Of The Blog

So Trav and I were talking this weekend about our blogs, and how they are good for nothing. We're just hogging our little corner of the Internet world, wasting precious space that could instead be used for stem cell research or some other purpose. That isn't really my concern though. All that matters to me is that I get to blog for free, and that I can write whatever the hell I want (that last sentence made it sound like I'm in a bad mood but really I'm not, I just wanted to say it). Anyways, we did decide that it would be good to write our Will's in a blog so that if we were to ever pass on there would at least be some method to the madness of what to do with our remains and our remaining possessions (Note: do not despair my faithful readers. I am not planning on passing away any time in the to distant future, you just can never be to safe these days. I could get hit by the Heber Creeper or a ceiling tile could fall on me or any other tragedy could take place. I am only taking the necessary legal steps should disaster strike.

My Will is very simple. Due to my current financial situation, I do not have millions of taxable dollars that need to be carefully secured and distributed to a select few. Instead, my meager funds should be given to charity, preferably one designated to the construction of a new school somewhere so that kids don't have to go to a school where the roof leaks and the cafeteria is condemned. My sister Chelsea can have my truck (it is almost as pathetic as my meager funds), or it can be sold and the funds can be put towards the purchase of a new form of transportation, that will be left up to Travis. My birds will be left in the possession of Travis, and he will be left with the task of cleaning their cage, feeding them, ect. He must be diligent in this, or possession of the birds will be transfered to my father. If neither of these parties are interested in caring for the poor beasts, they will be cremated and their ashes will be scattered over Deer Creek. My fish should be tagged and set free in the Provo River so that they can spread their disease to all the other fish in the world. Red pin nights must still continue in my absence, but Trav must find a new bowling partner (preferably a hot female). Also, every time Trav gets a strike on a red pin he must pound his chest and point to the sky and remember all the times that we bowled together. If I die before Rob does, someone please give him a bottle of anti heart attack pills in my name. It has been written that Rob must die a tragic death, and someone really needs to get him those pills. My last wish is that at my funeral, the closing song be "Highway To Hell" and that after the priest blesses my grave there be a display of fireworks. Thats all for now. More to come.

Silence Can Speak Volumes

Well another weekend is in the books, and another work week unfolds before us. I have read Travis' blog and am sorely tempted to swith to his style of blogging, where I make everything relate to the 'big picture'. As tempting as that may be, I will do my best to make my blog a microcosm and not a macrocosm (all these "cosm's" floating thru my blog makes me feel like I know what I'm talking about). Since my life is just a μικρός (greek for microcosm) of the whole world, as long as I blog about things that go on in my life I remain true to myself and my personal style of blogging.

Its Wednesday, and I have decided I am never going to be able to write another Monday morning blog again. You see, every Monady I have gotten on and commenced writing a blog, but I never have enough to write so I end up saving it as a draft and promising myself I will return later in the day and finish it. This never works though, and I return on a later day, read over what I had written, add a paragraph or two, and post it. Not a very good work ethic I think.

I am so tired and so bored of sitting at my work desk it isn't even funny. Granted I would much rather be here at this desk than out digging ditches or pouring concrete, but it is still a shame to waste such a beautiful day inside. A picnic would be fantastic right now. I can picture myself lying on a red checkered blanket, sipping on a Capri Sun and watching the clouds. Trav of course would be there, and each of us would have a beautiful girl to rub our back and laugh at our jokes.

But no, I must snap back to reality and get back to work. There are tens of thousands of files waiting to be exported and mailed to my client, and time waits for no man. One day I will have the time to relax with a beautiful woman, but sadly today is not that day.

Make It A Good One

I'm depressed. I failed to produce another Monday morning blog this week. Instead, my first blog for this week (and possibly my last), comes on a Friday. There's nothing wrong with that though. No one reads my blog anymore, so I'm allowed to get away with not blogging for quite some time.

Last Saturday was an interesting experience. Summer is a beautiful girl, with amazing teeth and a gorgeous body, but I don't know how far I'll pursue her. She lives quite a ways away, and I'm very outclassed. She really wants to get to know me, so I may go up and visit a few times, but we'll see how everything plays out.

I found out a very disturbing fact yesterday at work. It seems that my work has nearly run out here. The fact of the matter is that I'm such a hard worker that the supply of work has been unable to keep speed with me (if only this were the case). I've been informed that due to a breach of contract with Softdoc and Lending Tree (my two major sources of work) we will be terminating our business agreement with them and my employment will no longer be necessary. Am I angry or bitter? No. I was hired to process data for Softdoc and Lendingtree, and when I agreed to work here I knew my employment would not be "long term". This is not necessarly a bad thing though. Trav and I were talking the other day (again) about moving to Provo. If we followed through on our plan, I would have been driving here to work everyday, and that would have been very expensive. I won't make as much money working elsewhere as I make here, but as long as I make enough to pay for everything I need (and a few things I want) thats all that really matters. Its not easy to leave though. I've worked here for a while and when the start of April comes it will be weird not driving to Midway to work anymore, but thats ok. Everybody moves on eventually and this will end up being a good expierence for me.

Well, thats it for today. We're having a pizza party here today and its just starting so yeah, bye now!

Face Down

Well Hannah severed the connection last night. She cut the cord, pulled the plug, drew the line, shut off the lights and closed the door, up and left, shipped out, or whatever other ways there are to say it. We had the last of our fights, and now its been laid to rest. I have a few regrets, but it was time to move on. We were both spinning our wheels and if it hadn't happened last night, it was bound to happen sooner or later. I never should've tried anything again. I made the choice to leave her once, and I should've stuck with my choice. Of course, none of this matters now. She hates me now (apparently all her friends hated me the whole time anyway) and that's her choice. What happens from now on is up to me, and I'm gonna make it good.

Only one more sad/depressing/uninteresting topic before I move onto everything good in the world: I finally heard back from Natalie. It wasn't good news though. Apparently, for the third time in as many outings, something has come up and she's had to cancel. Its ok though, she doesn't know how much fun she's missing out on and that's her problem. She'll have fun with whatever she's doing, and I'll have fun bowling.

Good news though: Saturday is now only one day away, and I'm fairly confident I won't get ditched on this one. Summer has expressed a lot of interest, and the plan is to either play cards with Scott and Marie or go miniature golfing. It'll be a lot of fun, and I'm really excited to get to know her.

Also, its Friday! Every Friday is a good day. The phones are usually pretty slow in the afternoon, and sometimes I can even leave early :D Today's task is a very easy one. I had to export 25,000 files and burn them to discs. Sound like a lot? It kinda does, but it really isn't. I just select all the files, export them, and then put in the disc, sit back and watch the computer do the work. It does take a while though, and it really slows down my computer, so surfing the Internet while the computer works is slower than normal. That's all right though, because Russ doesn't think the export will be done until sometime next week. I'll give him the discs when I leave today and he will be thoroughly impressed with me.

Other than that though, its just your run-of-the-mill, typical Friday here at the office.

Yes and No are very short words to say, but we should think for some length of time before saying them.

Well its been a couple days since my last post and a few things have changed. I've pretty much decided to give up on inviting Natalie bowling. I tried to double check this morning to see if she was coming, and she still hasn't gotten back to me. Its not that big of a deal though. Even without her, Friday night will still be very fun. This Friday may be the night I finally bowl a strike on a red pin. Statistically speaking, my chances are very slim. I have gambled on this many many times though, even though the odds are stacked far against my favor. There is approximately a 1/20 chance of the red pin being placed in the front and center of the all the other pins, and about a 1/5 chance of me bowling a strike. Given those figures, there is approximately a 1/100 chance of me bowling a strike on the red pin and winning a free game. As horrid as those odds are, bowling is still a fun activity and I will continue in my pursuit.

My plans for Saturday night have changed too. My old plans were to go to my brother concert in Salt Lake with Travis, but he wasn't able to get Saturday night off. Instead, I now plan on going to Ogden with Scott to meet a girl named Summer. Summer works at a restaurant for Scott's fiance, and Scott has been trying for quite some time to get the two of us hooked up. Summer and I have emailed each other a few times, and Summer has seen a few pictures of me. Other than that I have no clue what Summer looks like and we've never hung out or even seen each other. It'll be fun getting to know her though. Me and Scott are heading up Saturday night and we'll go to dinner and maybe play cards after.

Wow, the title of this post was almost as long as the blog itself. I think there should be a rule agains blogs that short...