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Wednesday, June 30, 2004
What do you guys think of gymnasts? 'cause I think they're hot, but for some reason, a high percentage of the guys I know think that they're too muscular. I realize that there exist the body-building women, and that you can only build so much muscle mass before you begin to look like a man, but I don't think that the gymnasts are an example of that. Personally, I think that the gymnast is really the epitomy of the female athlete: she's petite, lean, and still strong. What else do you want?
Friday, June 25, 2004
I wore a skirt yesterday. Dave wore a pimp hat and tried to sell me on the corner. It didn't work. I think its the hairy legs. Or that my belly is bigger than my boobs. That probably turns dudes off.
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Tonight we were going down to the "hot pots", which is some weird name for these hot springs down in Spanish Fork or something. We were supposed to drive exactly 10 miles down this road, but then exactly 7.5 miles down, the road was closed because of the construction of the Diamond Fork Tunnel. So after parading around naked for a few minutes we started to hear noises from the trees and, naturally assuming that it was a nudist cult of ecoterrorists come to bomb the tunnel for obstructing the path to the hot springs, we freaked out and got in the car and started to drive away. On the way back, however, we were further horrified by the street signs. The yellow diamond signs that normally mark the upcoming intersections had been modified by the nudist cult to include extra streets, forming satanic symbols of them in dripping black paint. We all started crying, and 3 of us wet our pants when we passed a deer standing by the side of the road, assuming (naturally) that it was one of the satanic creatures summoned by the cult. We were glad to see that the way back out of the canyon wasn't block as it would have been if this had been something creepy out of the twilight zone (instead of something creepy out of real life).
Monday, June 21, 2004
So, this is currently a Blogger-generated page, but I host it on my own server instead of on BlogSpot, right? Well, I checked the stats for my server and it thinks that this page has been getting an average of 30 hits a day from 12 visitors per day. I think it might be broken, because no way are there that many people that visit my site. I don't even know 12 people. Anyway, just in case, if you're one of those 12 people (or some other poor soul that got lost here), leave a comment so I know who you are. Besides, it looks funny to always have that "0 comments" sitting there. Well, actually, I just want to feel popular by having people comment, but play along, ok?
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
So I tried to get this web design job today. When I talked to the owner of the store the other day she got really excited and she acted like she had already decided to have me do the site. I went back today to seal the deal, and her attitude completely changed when she realized that she was going to have to pay for it. I tried changing some options and lowering the price, but I think she just decided not to actually pay me for it. She even made some excuses about her husband or some friends making one for her for free, and I'm just like, Come on, you're husband doesn't know how to make the site that I'm trying to sell you here. Besides, who makes web sites for free anyway? Well, whoever you are, I wish you would stop, because you're ruining my business.
Monday, June 14, 2004
So I went to SLC tonight and went to the release party of the Beastie Boys' new album, and I won a copy. It comes out tomorrow. That makes me a day cooler. Than something. I don't know.
Sunday, June 13, 2004
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
So I spent all day on this program today, I didn't go to work or to class, and when I went in to pass it off it worked on every file except the one that it was being tested on. Ug. And then, to make it worse, I tried to run it on the near-infinite problem size and it froze my TA's computer. I'm sure she was impressed. I'm awesome, I know.
Friday, June 04, 2004
Well, I went to the new sister's wedding and reception yesterday. It was very nice (and everything's cool with my dad: we kinda have the same temperment, so even though we got mad for no good reason, we forgive eachother easy, too). Weddings are weird, man. It makes me feel kind of hopeful, but freaks the $#!% out of me, too. I think I'll get a dog so I don't ever have to get married.
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Wednesday, June 02, 2004
So, I went to class today. You'd think that'd be a good thing, right? Well, my almost-step-sister had a dinner tonight because she's getting married tomorrow. The dinner was at 7 and I got out of class at 6. So I call my dad when I get home from class to see how I'm supposed to dress for this thing and he gets all mad that I haven't left yet and makes this big deal about how I can't be late to this dinner, and I'm all like, well do you want me to come or what? and he just yelled about being late, so I hung up on him. So, I didn't go to the dinner.
