My life is very magical, as I am acquainted with many fairies.

Today (Sunday) was very refreshing.

I went to all of church. The speakers were awful, but I had time to reflect on things, like life and how I will prepare very well for a talk in church if I ever get that opporunity again. I also enjoy singing hymns.

After church I went home and listened to some Enya and ate brownies. Then I took a nap in my very comfortable bed in my clean room.

This is exactly what I wrote immediately after waking up from my nap this afternoon. Some parts don't make much sense because I was still in a dream daze, but that's one of the magical things about good dreams I think. They don't really make a lot of sense but you feel very nice afterward.

I had the most wonderful dream that I died. I'm not sure how exactly, but it was close to BYU. I went to this underworld thing but it wasnt hell, t was a good place, like a hideout. There were lots of dead people, some good and some bad and there were mormons. Some of us were jedis. I was a Jedi but with a small light saber, green. It was so wonderful to be dead! I wanted to go out and meet lots of people who had died, family and relatives and such. I went up to the main world hoping to find some other dead people to show me around. i saw some people but wasn't sure ifthey were dead or not. It was a family, and they were walking towards the Marriot Center like it was Devotional. They were dressed in church clothes. I called out and then the Mom and Dad stopped and turned around. Then so did the kids. I caught up with them an the mom started talking to me and being really nice and welcoming and explaining things. We kept walking and I said I would like to meet some of my relatives. She looked delighted and was about to explain to me how I could go about doing that and then my phone rang and I woke up. It was my mom and she wanted me to come to dinner. Woke up in a wonderful dreamy mood.

After my dream my parents and Grandma came to pick me up for dinner at their place. I brought all the brownies I had left and shared them with family.

I love my grandma. She is so thrifty and clever and wise. She cares about people very much with that old, experienced, kind, genuine sort of care. She's got so much class but is a very humble, God-fearing, intelligent woman. No one is below her. She sympathizes and comforts with anyone who is in need. She understands even if she doesn't know. I'm glad to be related to her.

I'm eating some of her juneberry pie. Who makes juneberry pie?!? Only my grandma. She's awesome.

I think this is all I had to say. Life is being very agreeable right now. Goodnight.

A few things.

Cool song I heard last night in some chick's car: James Blunt - Goodbye My Lover

Whenever I'm walking alone on campus, I have this funny habit of aligning my steps with people walking around me. I have to move my right leg with their right leg and my left leg with their left.

Rachel is the most beautiful girl I know in Utah, (Veronica is gone now, so no contest) just FYI. Holy crap. I think I'm attracted to that female. So Rachel if you're reading this, you wanna go out sometime? If no, Smurf would like to ask you the same question.

I have a ginormous box of brownies on my kitchen table. I'm trying to think of something cool to do with them. Better think fast too, cuz otherwise they are gone in like 3 more days.

Things are generally wonderful. School is managable, my room is clean, life gets more organized every day. I'm going to church, talking openly with my bishop, even reading scriptures again. Relief. I'll try to not blow it this time.

Dancing is hip. New favorite song to dance to: La Vida Es by Nek. Good ol' El Veneno introduced me to that one. Gonna run a half marathon with him and his buddies in March. That's gonna be sweet. Better do some more running before that.

Later.

Change

This has been my favorite song for the last week or so. Some late night talking with Smurf prompted me to post it on here.

Tracy Chapman - Change

If you knew that you would die today,
Saw the face of god and love,
Would you change?
Would you change?

If you knew that love can break your heart
When you're down so low you cannot fall
Would you change?
Would you change?

How bad, how good does it need to get?
How many losses? How much regret?
What chain reaction would cause an effect?
Makes you turn around,
Makes you try to explain,
Makes you forgive and forget,
Makes you change?
Makes you change?

If you knew that you would be alone,
Knowing right, being wrong,
Would you change?
Would you change?

If you knew that you would find a truth
That brings up pain that can't be soothed
Would you change?
Would you change?

How bad, how good does it need to get?
How many losses? How much regret?
What chain reaction would cause an effect?
Makes you turn around,
Makes you try to explain,
Makes you forgive and forget,
Makes you change?
Makes you change?

Are you so upright you can't be bent?
If it comes to blows are you so sure you won't be crawling?
If not for the good, why risk falling?
Why risk falling?

If everything you think you know,
Makes your life unbearable,
Would you change?
Would you change?

If you'd broken every rule and vow,
And hard times come to bring you down,
Would you change?
Would you change?

If you knew that you would die today,
If you saw the face of God and love,
Would you change?
Would you change?
Would you change?
Would you change?

If you saw the face of God and love
If you saw the face of God and love
Would you change?
Would you change?

Maybe someday I will finish that roadtrip post. Maybe not.
Everybody have a good day. You're all awesome.

Adventures on the west coast

We arrived in Keri's place in Washington late at night, but not too late because Pinetree was speeding the whole way. We were greeted by Keri's mum. "Mums" are pretty much like "Moms" except they are English so they do nice things like make tea (of the non-caffeinated variety) and dinner and have beds ready for you with chocolates on your pillow. Keri's mum was incredibly kind to us the while in Washington and she was a lot of fun to listen and talk to.
The next day we woke up and went to the pier and the woods. We ate at Barbie's Cafe (excellent reuben sandwiches and clam chowder) where we had a spectacular view of the Puget Sound.

On the deck near Barbie's Cafe



Blueshorts and Keri get cozy in the woods


Then we checked out antique stores and the Norwegian town of Poulsbo.














Jumping up and down on the deck of the ferry headed to Seattle. We were pretty excited
















Smurf feigns illness




















Riding ferries is loads of fun!
















Keri, utterly disgusted that Pinetree gave her a fake smooch on the ferry ride. Pinetree utterly unashamed.
















Blueshorts and Keri on Keri's ipod
















The whole gang, about to dock in Seattle
















"What's coming out of that man's tummy?" asks Blueshorts, pointing to Seattle's first Starbucks.
















Happy New Year!
















JD's place on Bainbridge Island. Huge, beautiful backyard. Behind is the beach
















JD, at his place, Sunday




















Pinetree and a map of The Family Tree Apartments, where he used to live.
















Pinetree's former dwelling, before his parents moved to boring old Utah to buy a house three times its size.



















How Pinetree used to get to school in the morning, despite barbed wire and monkey grease.
















Commuting to San Francisco
















Look at how butch we are.
















Match #250
















Consider the lilies
















Stintson Beach
















Stintson Beach
















So I've actually been in Utah for the last two years, believe it or not.
















Frolicking comes naturally to Blueshorts. :)
















That Golden Gate.












































One of the most beautiful things you've ever seen.



Visiting Mecca.
















Kicking it on the rainbow steps.
















The Palace of the Fine Arts, San Francisco

STATE CAPITALS
Blueshorts and Pinetree insisted on seeing the capital building of every state. Except Nevada; like anyone wanted to see the capital of Nevada anyways....okay, so maybe we did...but it was pretty far out of the way.)














Behold, the mighty power of Boise, Idaho.




















Washington Capital at Olympia, a very pretty building. Green all around, just like Washington
















The Oregon capital building at Salem. "The Provo Temple of state capitals"