"What the heck, he thought, you're only young once, and threw himself out of the window."

I decided to take a page out of Liz's book and put a picture in my blog. And I rather like this one. Quite amusing. The title is about Ford Prefect by the way. He's definitely one of my heroes. You really have to read the book to fully understand his coolness.

Today has been a rather boring day so far. I still have to do my laundry (which I'm working on, but I can't continue it because I have to wash the clothes that I'm wearing, and I have to wear these clothes tonight, so I just have to wait to do my laundry until later tonight when I can get out of these clothes) and I still have to pack, but I figure that I'll probably end up doing that at like 11 tonight. Besides, we're going to Boise, and I can sleep in the car, and then there's two flippin' hours in Reno where I have nothing to do until my flight comes in. Oh well. I've saved my nickels. : )

So yeah. Hitch hiker's Guide to the Galaxy is truly genius. I'm not kidding. It's simply brilliant. I mean, all of the books are completely different, and so there's lots of threads of stories but then in the very end of the very last book it all comes together. It's the kind of thing where you just kind of nod and smile and go "oh yeah, that makes sense." It's wonderful. I would recommend it to anyone. Though beware. There is a bit of language in it, but it doesn't get too bad. Just be forewarned.

I get to go to California tomorrow! I'm so excited. We're going to the city on Saturday, and the baseball game, and I get to go to church and go to the beach and maybe go sailing! It's going to be great fun. Not to mention I'll be able to hang out with the coolest mom in the history of the Western Arm of the spiral of our galaxy! Huzzah! I'll keep you all updated, and if anything extremely weird or excited happens, I'll think about telling you.

Well, I'd better go, but I hope that Dan has a fun time in Eugene, Jill has an awesome time getting ready/going to Europe, and that everyone else will have fun in whatever they're going to do for the next week. So love to all! Shalom.

The bank claimed that seven minus four is three. And I'm like, "since when?"

Have you ever been so incredibly bored that you sat in front of a computer screen and watched Strong Bad e-mails for two hours straight? Yeah, neither have I. Never.....done anything.........like that..................never........

Have you guys checked out the letters between Hax and Willie that Liz so generously provided the link to on her blog? Man alive, they are hilarious! And so like them. I mean, most of you haven't met them so you wouldn't really be able to compare the letters to their actual personalities, so you're just going to have to either trust me, or eat magical porcupine spikes that give you the ability to brainwash sparrows. I really wish I could write like that though. It's amazing.

As for my mosquito bites, I am quite sure that the mosquitoes that bit me were not mosquitoes at all, but in fact small robotic aliens that removed my blood for secret alien testing, and that I will soon turn into a mad crocodile-woman who eats little children for breakfast and ice cream trucks for dessert. I only mention this because my small robotic alien injuries are now, indeed, purple.

And who on earth or any other part of this galaxy has ever heard of Rocket Robin Hood? Jen, you'll have to explain this one, as the cartoon is shown on Canadian TV. And speaking of Jen, you may have noticed that I added her blog to my list of links, and if you click on it, you will find that there is nothing in it. No fault of mine, you will have to complain directly to the source.

Life would be awfully boring if you were a bird.

Me mum got back from Canadia on Saturday, and she had a wonderful time there, and I am quite glad. I get to go there in three days, and I'm excited. I love the Bay Area, where the beach is actually close and there's enough people to walk down the street and never once see someone you know. Ah, I miss the big city. I must go to San Fran while I'm there, or I think I'll go crazy. The hustle and bustle, the anonymity, the fog from the bay, gee, I miss it. Oh well.

Youth Conference was totally awesome by the way. I loved dancing crazy, doing synchronized swimming with Jillian, and capsizing people's canoes. And I really believe that Conklin's story will get put into a church manual and that someday my grandchildren are going to learn from "The Parable of the Canoes" or something like that. I really liked Bro. Fawcett's talk, and Bro. Blake's too. He seemed like a really cool guy, and I think I would have liked taking seminary from him too. Micah was nice too, even though we never really met and we only talked for about thirty seconds. But hey. Testimony (or testAmony, if you're from John Day) was really good. "I also went to EFY..." Bah. Well I'm going, and then I can tell all my stories. And I simply cannot wait to go on a mission! I can't believe I have to wait till I'm 21. Well, as I told Steven last night, more time to prepare, I guess.

I suppose that that's all the insignificant information that I can supply you with at this time, so love to all! Shalom!

Oh, I'll be the only fat one.........ok, I need another piece of chicken.

Sorry I haven't written in so long. I'm just lazy, that's what it is. Oh well. So I hope everyone has been doing fine and dandy, and that this is merely a sort of entertainment for them and so no one has suffered an untimely death because of my lack of publication.

Not a whole lot has happened, let's see if I can remember everything. The week I had when it was just Dad and I was a lot of fun. We had a Star Wars party of the old ones kind of spread out through the week, we had pizza twice, and I pretty much had the house to myself until Dad came home, which was nice. Then on Monday we went and got Annalicia, and she told us all about EFY and how much fun it was and all the hot guys she met and we listened to the EFY CD about three times on the way home, and it is incredible! I love it so much, I stole it and made a copy for myself. But that week was fun too, Annalicia had many stories to tell, and I really enjoyed hearing them, and we're really good friends, and that makes me happy. Then Mary and Melissa came home on Saturday and we helped them move stuff into the garage and some of it to Lydia's room. The Mielke's (sp?) came to help which was very nice.

Since EFY Josef has changed so much and he's way cool! Isha and I decided to make cards for him telling him how much we appreciate his change and his respect for girls and the priesthood, and we gave it to him with a piece of yummy chocolate cake. When he came over to help move stuff, he said he really appreciated it, which made both of us feel good. Yay for being grateful and expressing that appreciation, like what Jill said. We should really let people know how much we appreciate them, and I like what she said on Sunday too. Her and Isha bore their testimony and talked about EFY, and one thing Jill said was that in one of the lessons she went to, the teacher said to set aside one prayer a day just to thank Heavenly Father for everything. Nothing else, just a prayer of gratitude. Well, that night, after the Elder Groberg fireside (which I'll talk about in just a sec) I tried it, and it was amazing how good I felt afterwards. And it was also amazing how many things I have to be grateful for. I just kept going and going and I stopped before I was even close to being finished. The Lord has truly blessed me, and I am eternally grateful for that.

So the Elder Groberg fireside thingy in Boise was on Sunday, and it was totally awesome. It was worth the three hour drive to get there, because it was so good. The drive there was fun, even. We watched Baptists at Our Barbeque and The Other Side of Heaven, and I read my scriptures and it was good. And Elder Groberg was so cool! His talk was funny and inspirational and engaging, and just overall good. One of the things I was most struck by was his incredible respect for women. He spoke about his wife with the utmost care and affection and respect, and overall he just seemed to have a very deep respect for women, which is always nice. And my favorite qoute of his was "true love is never shown in any way that violates God's commandments." And I was thinking of how true that was and it's really a good standard. But the whole thing was really cool. And there were a ton of youth there, and so there was just this energy that circulated around the room, and the fact that they were all in nice church dress was extremely comforting. And for the talk, we were like, right behind the stake presidents and so we were about five rows behind the podium! Wah! But yeah, it rocked. And on the way home, Steven and I listened to a talk on dating, and then the EFY CD, and then we read scriptures, and then we read scriptures together, which was nice. The whole day was totally wicked, in my opinion.

And Youth Conference is this weekend! I'm so excited. And for those of you that don't know, I'm going to EFY in less than a month! Yay! I'm so stoked, it's going to rock, I'm going to Provo and it's going to be a ton of fun. And from what I hear from all the others who went, I'm so excited to be around a ton of youth who are there to learn about the gospel, and who will be strong in their standards and want to be modest and kind and Christ-like, and oh it's going to be great.

This is an incredibly long blog, but I'm going to add just a little bit more. There's something really incredible about sharing a quiet moment with your best friend. You're just there together, and you don't have to talk. It's a comfortable silence, but just knowing that the other person is there is comforting and relaxing. And then you both have that little secret moment to hold on to and smile at each other about later. It's really amazing.

So I think that about covers it. And I just realized that the first sentence of the second paragrah is totally counterfacutal. Ha. And if I remember anything else, too bad. You'll just have to wait until I have the motivation to write it in here. And so in the words of that fabulous and hilarious author, Douglas Adams, "There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind." So love to all! Shalom.

"Life," said Marvin dolefully, "loathe it or ignore it, you can't like it."

And I am going to turn around and completely refute that statement. Refute? Is that the word I'm looking for? Hmmmm. One moment please. (dictionarying) Ah, yes. Refute. And I really like how I went to look up a word for a blog right after I made one up. How interesting.

Well, keeping with the making up of the wording, now for the refuting.

Life is wonderful. It really is. Sure there are low points, but there are also high points. And if there weren't any low points then you wouldn't really come to appreciate the high points. I mean, the high points wouldn't be very high if you weren't coming from somewhere low, as opposed to level ground, yeah? Or in the words of some of the craziest people on Earth, "eh?" And can you imagine how boring life would be if it were a completely flat road? Can you imagine going to a amusement park and paying ten bucks to ride something that stays on level ground the entire time? That's what trains are for. Geesh.

But going on, yeah, I've had some hard times. Who hasn't? But if you dwell on those hard times, then you won't see the good times or the high times or whatever you want to call it for what they really are. You just have to take what life throws at you. And when things get rough, just laugh it through, and you'll sure have some good memories to tell your grandchildren. Has anyone ever had those kind of grandparents who spend all their time telling you how horrible life was for them and how nothing ever went right and they survived a war and everything? I don't know about you, but that's not exactly cranberry sauce on my wheat rolls. (I've actually seen people do that, and somehow, it just doesn't appeal to me).

So in the words of that wise and caring spider, Charlotte, "chin up." There are many things in this life to be thankful for. And while there are things I regret, and paths I wish I didn't have to trod on, the sun was shining, and the birds were singing, and the trees were green with life. (Try and get the imagery, if nothing else). I love you all, those to whom I am close, those who are just acquaintances, and those who I have yet to meet. You have all changed my life in some way, and I am grateful. For the ups and downs we've shared together, for the laughter and fun, for the tears when we parted. Thank you.

(And no, I'm not "on" anything. My prescription ran out a month ago. ; )

*And if you're looking for a little something to cheer you up, or just for a good laugh, this completely weird and delightfully entertaining video is now at your disposal. Just go to

http://savemartha.com/

and scroll down close to the bottom of the page, and click on "the singing kid video translated." And enjoy to the best of your ability.

Why DOES that chicken taste like tuna?

Today is a happy day, for numerous reasons.

The Tony's: Hugh Jackman hosted (and he is one very very attractive man), and SPAMALOT WON THE BEST MUSICAL AWARD! HUZZAH! I was so happy. I thought that "The Light in the Piazza" was a given, considering how many awards it got, but to my delightful surprise, it didn't and Spamalot got that wonderful honor. Yay! How exciting. And I want to see "The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee." It looks funny.

My mom: my mom was here from Saturday through Monday, and it was really fun. We had fun spending time together. It's always fun to talk and just hang out, so that was enjoyable.

Hitch-hikers Guide to the Galaxy: I have joined the cult as well. On my quest to find the Hitch-hikers Guide to the Galaxy to read, I discovered a marvel that I ended up buying. Each of the books was about $5.95 each, but I found a book that includes all five stories in the Hitch-hikers series, plus an extra story, for only $15. And of course I bought it. It's going to be lots of fun exploring the mysteries and comical pleasures of Douglas Adams.

Not to mention I have the house to myself for five days, AND I have access to a car. Yippee. This is going to be great.

On a final note, I would like to include this wonderful poem that I just recently discovered in this month's issue of the New Era.


On Trails Unknown
by Matthew Wright

Alone I travel on trails unknown,
On untrod paths far from my home,
But never will I question why,
Never, friend, will I deny
The truth.

Though I'm chased by murderous bands,
Savage mobs with bloodstained hands,
Who threaten me with calls to die,
Friend, I swear, I'll not deny
The sacred truth.

I'll fight with all my strength possessed,
'Til heart and mind lose life and breath,
'Til under mounds of earth I lie.
No, friend, I will not deny
The Christ.

Now to thee, these words I pass,
On worlds where truth may always last.
From olden days and times I cry,
Please, my friend, do not deny
The Christ.

Love to all! :)

"Yes, Jeeves," I said, "Yes, griping story full of action and human interest. You should set to it music sometime and sing it. Meanwhile..."

Well, me mum's here for the weekend and I'm awfully glad. I love spending time with her. It's great fun. I'm so excited for next week. Everybody's gone except for me and my dad, and it's going to be a lot of fun. We'll have good times together...when he's home that is. He works. And my two best friends are currently unavailable. Oh well. I'll get through it, and hopefully dance a lot. I don't mind dancing in front of people for a show or for a concert, but just when I'm dancing I care. So I'll have lots of opportunities to dance around my house without worrying if people are watching or not.

Medford was so much fun! And all the stress and worrying that I had to deal with to finish school was all worth it just to see CATS. It was incredible, and I am in love.

There are many things I love in this world, and I must say that the priesthood is one that I love the most. I love the blessing of the priesthood from receiving blessings from worthy priesthood leaders. It is amazing.

I finally turned my library books in after three days of being late. Oh well. The fines shouldn't be too heavy. And maybe if they do get heavy, I'll be lucky enough to move before I get a chance to pay them. Not that I've ever done that before...*cough cough*

You may have noticed that I added yet another link to someone's blog, that of my dear friend Daniel Harris. He's a nice kid, I like him quite a lot, he's very enjoyable to be around. And if he learns how to use proper punctuation, you may learn quite a lot from him.

Well, I'd better head out, but I hope that everyone is doing well, that they are reasonably happy in their dealings, and that the police aren't after them. And a dear and wonderful happy birthday to my other half and dearest friend Chelsea Horton. Ciao!