Are You Kidding Me?!!

Well, Black Friday is over. A Wal-Mart employee was trampled to death in New York by a crowd of 2,000. Two men shot and killed each other in a Palmdale, California Toys 'R' Us. I'm happy to say that I survived with no injuries.

You Don't Really Care For Music, Do Ya?

I have been making many changes in my life as of late. Trying to make the ones that would make my life significantly better. Changes that would make me a better person. Changes that would make my life a good life. It's important to remember that change isn't always easy, and sometimes doing what is best for you hurts and is hard.



Right now, this song is playing in my head. It's been there all morning. It's sort of a lament. It expresses exactly what I'm feeling at this moment in my life. There is a sort of beauty in melancholy and uncertainty.

On another note: Thanksgiving was amazing. I am truly blessed, and thankful for all the wonderful things and changes that are taking place in my life. I also hope that the few who got a phone call from me and Jeremy singing "Because I Have Been Given Much" in our best BYU Men's Choir voices appreciated them. We thought we were pretty funny. Go see the new Disney movie, "Bolt." It is really cute.

Happy Black Frizzle. Work is going to be retail hell today.

Carry On, I Suppose.

“Though you break your heart, men will go on as before.”
-Marcus Aurelius

Coming to a Theater Near You...

This is mostly for my sister and Angie. I laughed so hard when I saw it.

Shay Shay!

I just wanted to post this picture of Shay and myself because it is too damn cute not to. Shay is truly one of the most genuine people you could ever meet. I am very lucky to have her in my life.

She paid me a very nice compliment that night too. She said I remind her of Edward.

Slow Decay.

This is my self portrait today. I feel sad. I feel dead. There is too much noise in my head.

Bump In The Night!

I woke up this morning at 3:45am to my car alarm going off. I went outside to check it out, and somebody had hit the hood of my car with a hammer or a screwdriver or something. I went back to bed and about ten minutes later, my alarm went off again, and somebody had put a second dent in my hood!

I called the police this morning around seven, and they promptly came to have me fill out a report. The police officer told me that it was definitely somebody who was doing it intentionally to me, and asked me if I have any enemies. Omigosh! I don't necessarily have enemies, but there are people who don't like me. But are there any that would really go out of their way to damage my property?!! It's kind of exciting to me in way. Somebody out there feels like I am important enough, and I have damaged their ego enough, to drive all the way to Spanish Fork to vandalize something that I don't really care about. It's just a car. And it makes me laugh a little bit inside.

My comepletely random: The world needs one religion. I hate to use the word religion too. The very word suggest that one should conform to a certain way of thinking. It's not Mormonism. It's not Catholicism. It's not Islam. I actually think it should remain nameless. It's fundamental belief system should be the cessation of pain and suffering, the appreciation of beauty and diversity, the recognition of everyone's desire to be happy and to be loved. I also believe that at the head of this religion, should be a Creator who should remain nameless and formless. This creator could be represented as a man, or a woman, or even a sunset, or a beautiful melody.

This thought just popped into my head as I was sitting on my back porch this morning. I'm sure I need to think it through a lot more. But, hmmm, maybe I'm onto something.

It Finally Happened...

There is always a song running through my head. Every single second of every single day. Right now, it is "I'm Going Slightly Mad" by Queen, my favorite band of all time. I'm wondering if this is a precursor of things to come or if it's just a catchy tune that's surfaced into the active part of my brain. I do have to say, however; that I have felt slightly manic these past few weeks. I have been writing/thinking the most random things. I am afraid I might really "be missing that one final screw," and I kind of enjoy it. (Enter psychotic laughter.)