SERIOUSLY

This weekend

All I have to say about this weekend is CURSE THIS WRETCHED HOLIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

Memories of the Mummies

As I sit the intoxicating scent of cheap McDonalds wafts from my boss' office, and I'm reminded of those wonderful summers when I spent at the Field Museum with the mummies, both living and dead. One particular memory sits above the rest as I recall the many times when my good friend and old boss Bob would stress out at somebody and need a coffee afterwards. Usually punctuated with an "Oh hell, lets get some coffee, and you can get a McFuzzy" our conversations would lead from how the day went to what the egyptians were thinking. Yeah, good old times.

IHATETAXSEASON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm girlfriend trunky

Hoorah for good dreams

I take this as a sign that things are going to look better, but last night I had a great dream. Elder Gardner and I were called by my mission President, Christensen, to come back and fix one of my old areas back. It was a wonderful thing to return and see some old friends from the mission and go back to serving the Lord. That kind of feeling is what I miss. I sure hope to get the chance to do something like that again in the future.

Forwarded emails

I will step aside from the cliche of the world and declare that forwarded emails do have meaning to them!! This is what I learned from one today! Listen well.

Repeat after me:

I.....
will......
never.....
complain..
about.....
my job....


EVER