Monday, June 26, 2006


All weekend, I kept coming up with ideas to post here. The creativity juices were flowing.

And now I don't remember a single one. New idea: write your ideas down, fool!

Monday, June 19, 2006

when you are attached... should stop kissing other people.

And I know that. You really should stop kissing other people. Things happen. Like jealousy. And confusion.

Last night at ward prayer, I was with McKay and I was looking around for Carolyn. She wasn't there, but Scott was there. During the song, he was just sitting there on the ground looking lonely.
And I wanted to kiss him. Not romantically, mind you- I'm very happy with McKay, but as a friend, because he was just sitting there, dejected.

I must explain a little bit, I suppose. I like kissing people. I've kissed, oh I don't know how many people: Megan, Carolyn, Jennie, and scores of others. It's something I feel is very nice. I wrote something up about it once, but I can't find it on my blog. It must be on my computer; I'll search for it and post it tonight or tomorrow. Then, perhaps, this will make more sense.

Any way, Scott showed up at our door last night to read scriptures and I kissed him. He's getting married in a week and a half; maybe I shouldn't do that so much.

Personally, I feel that people ought to be closer to each other. I think that touching a person reminds you that they are a person and not some tree you pass by on the street. I try to encourage this by giving high-fives in my Relief Society lessons to everyone that participates. People are physically real; there's nothing wrong with a little physical contact (and I'm speaking completely Platonically, of course).

Anyway, I'll find that thing I wrote and post it. There's a good story with it.

Friday, June 16, 2006


On my google homepage, there was a link to this article. It made me start wondering about my own age.
I'm only 20. That's not old, but I'm no longer a kid or a teenager. In fact, this August, I'll no longer be single and I'll have my own family. I'm also two years into my undergraduate degree, hoping to graduate either next April or August and going onto my master's. I work and go to school; the care-free days that I used to enjoy in the summer are now 40-hour work weeks. I also have great financial responsibilities. I've spent more in May and June than I've ever planned to spend in 4 months (well, I do plan small and a lot is wedding stuff: McKay's band, the plane tickets, our deposit for our apartment in the fall, and also school: tuition, room, etc). I've decided, though, that I'm never spending money again. Except for rent. And tuition. And food. And insurance. And. And. And.

Anyway, about the article: There were suggestions in that article that I should probably do. For example, looking for activities in the community. I should do that; Provo library probably has stuff I could do; the newspapers should, also. Of course, I can't do a lot of those things (e.g. get a Provo library card) until I become an official Provo resident- which should be in the fall when I have to update my last name and change my Driver's license to Utah...sad day.

But anyway, from here on out, I have to do adult things. I might as well be involved, eh?

Thursday, June 15, 2006


For the first time ever, I edited Wikipedia. It was something small, really. When you searched for "eon" under the heading "eon may mean:" the last two entries said that an eon was a million years, when really it's a billion years. Hooray for correct information! And Wikipedia!


Sitting down and trying to type up a paper for Dr. Forcade has made me realize only one thing: I don't know anything about what I've been researching for the past 9 months. I could describe it to you, I could prove theorems about it, but I cannot, for the life of me, type up an article to send in for publication.

I think that my biggest fear concerning it is that I won't make sense to other mathematicians and that they'll sense my undergraduate-ness. All of them and their PhD's- one look at this paper and they'll go, "hogswater!" but I guess everybody has to be an undergraduate at some point.

It only lasts four years...

Tuesday, June 13, 2006


Today I came across the most beautiful thing: a random word generator. I thought I'd look for one, and Lo! there one was! Try it! I plan on it when I run into writer's block.

I wish I could describe how I felt when that came up on my screen. It was like a great weight was lifted off my shoulders and I no longer had to be creative on my own: machines can do it for me!

Monday, June 12, 2006


Today's pun happened in Algebra class.

Dr. Tolman (to the class): Math is something you have to do all in your head. You can't touch numbers.

Me (interjecting): I don't know. I met one the other day.

Tolman: Really?

Me (conceding): Well, it was a little odd...

Friday, June 02, 2006

good then, good now

Who wants to look at social commentary in comic strip form! Oooh!! Oooh!! Me!

Here we are:


And of course the image is copyrighted by UFS.