So I was grading papers. And I realized that my brain could be put to much better use, like for example, writting on my blog. I actually forgot I had one, and was going to create a new one, but alas to my grand fortune I actually do have one. Quality.
So for all my family and long long lost relatives out there who are interested in my life, this is what its about:
As I sit here contemplating the amount of Cliff bars I have consumed this week, I have decided that there has to be more to life than this. Like for reals. You can only take so much of Chocolate Chip Spectacular and Crunchy Peanut Butter Crunch. It all tastes like a garbage disposal anyway. Perhaps instead of getting an education I should invent a new energy bar. I will come up with names like, "Foxy Ferocious Fruity Chip" and "Loving Life Lemon." While the bar might taste like a cat run over by a large Hummer, at least people will enjoy the names. Also. I think one of these days I am probably going to kill over due to the lack of nutrients my body has been receiving. Ah oh well. It was a good existence.
P.S if Sara is unable to vacate Provo in T minus two weeks or sooner, there is going to be a Marxist Revolution on BYU's hands. I mean seriously. I can only take the greater Provo area (yes, that includes Orem) to a certain point, before people start believing that I belong in an insane asylum. I know, I probably should have checked into one of those a long time ago, but I am trying to hold off as long as possible. I at least want to be around for this next Christmas and for the beginning of Obama's presidency, and than if needs be, I will be happy to make the trek Salt Lake psychiatric ward. If I do go down to the nut house, all I ask is that at least one person that I know, relative or friend, visit me once a month. I will send out a Facebook Group Invite and everything to let you know when I will be expecting visitors. All you have to do is get in your car and drive down. Yep. Its as easy as pie.
Yeah, my creativity is wearing on me. I think I am going to go stare at a celling or something productive.
Yours forever,
Jarman
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3 comments:
do you have plans for thanksgiving? you are welcome to join us saj baby
name nail polish colors. that's what i plan to be doing in my shack in the woods. way more fun to name.
ah provo, that exotic land of... i'm drawing a blank.
you could always write me an email... tell me your woes... remind me that my life is worth it... send me a box of annie's mac and cheese... let me tell you, indian food is great, but if you know you'll only be eating indian for four months, nothing sounds better than a poppa john's pizza at midnight with garlic sauce.
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