Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Pics from Moab Half-Marathon and Holi.

Don't mind #4302, he just really wanted to be in the picture.

Waiting before the race. This is a cool picture except you can see up my shorts.This is right near the finish line. Check out the stud to my right who is on my tail. I swear I wasn't doing that badly in the race, this just happens to be an extraordinary 80 year old man....I hope....
First time at the Hare Krishna Temple in Spanish Fork for the Holi festival.

Pics from Holi festival. Aren't those mountains awesome!?

Pure Evil.
Pure Dorkiness.

Friday, March 03, 2006

I went to Golden Corral tonight for the first time. My aunt is in town, so the family called up and we all went to dinner. I would hate to work at Golden Corral. It would be like living in the section of hell designated just for gluttony. There are all these enormous people there with their tubby kids eating plate after plate of food and these poor employees kept having to clean up after them; plate after plate, dish after dish, table after table. It was kind of surreal in a gross circus clown kind of way.

Not that I dislike buffets. I love them. I ate three and a half plates of food. My little brother had like, six. I'm just saying it must really suck for the workers there. They must really hate fat people who eat in front of them. They probably want to shoot them. And then make soap out of their body fat. This is why I can never get a job at the Golden Corral.

I need to learn to be entertaining. Like, telling stories and jokes and stuff. Or learning to put my legs behind my head, or dislocate my shoulders or some crap like that that makes people laugh or have fun. I can be so boring sometimes it hurts. And this is mostly around people who I don't want to be boring around. I've been seriously considering checking out a joke book or something from the library. How lame is that? Pretty freakin lame.

One of the coolest verses in the New Testament:
Mark 5:9
Pretty spooky huh? gives me goose bumps. Jesus is a stud.

I think I'm going to hire a Mexican to do my Spanish homework for me.

Oprah is one of my heroes. Err....heroines. She's an amazing role model and one of the most awesome, generous, down to earth people on the planet. I think we knew each other in the pre-existence. We were probably friends.