Lately

I thought I'd do a post that's something of an update on what's going on in my life (and I even have some pictures).

For starters, I have really bad breath right now. My roommate dared me to eat a piece of garlic...I mean, he just grabbed the garlic and cut off a slice about the size of an orange slice and bet me 5 bucks I couldn't eat it...so I got 5 bucks and bad breath that will probably stay bad for the next day or so. I can smell every breath. I'm pretty sure if I sweat, garlic will come out my pores.

The funny thing is how hot it tastes. I don't mind spicy things at all, but straight garlic actually feels like it's burning your tongue when you're chewing it. I could handle it, but my eyes started to water toward the end.

One reason I was willing to go through that pain was I was already feeling pretty miserable,,,so I figured if I'm gonna be miserable I might as well get paid for it. I still have a weird feeling in my head. It's really hard to describe. It's sorta like I'm a little bit dizzy. If I get pulled over I doubt I'll be able to pass the field sobriety test :) I'm starting to get a little concerned because it has been pretty consistent and it's gone on for a few days. I'll probably go to the doctor this week, but I don't have much faith in the diagnosing ability of the modern doctor. I'll probably just start taking notes on things like diet, when I wake up and sleep, when I feel bad, when I feel good, what I'm doing when I feel bad and good, and then have all that info to give to the doctor. So, I'm still in the research phase. Hopefully I'll figure this out soon. I've always been a very healthy person, I don't like feeling dizzy, and even worse, I don't like how feeling like this has clouded my thinking, it's harder to focus and study. Oh well, I can get by.

On Friday Shana, a girl I used to know pretty well when I first came to BYU (but recently came into contact with again), asked me if I'd like to go to a 20s mystery dinner with her. I agreed, but that whole day I was feeling sorta off (the whole dizzy thing). I doubt I was very much fun that night. I've included some pictures of the event at the bottom. I was Jango Jarret, a seedy bar owner. (I surprised a few people when I actually knew some things about alcohol (not common knowledge around here I guess)).

My big problem with the whole thing was it wasn't a riddle. They gave us clues, and they gave us all back stories, but the murderer could have been anyone. At the end when the killer was revealed there wasn't a revelatory moment where the evidence made sense...everyone had a motive, everyone was a bad person, and anyone could have been the killer. I guess people enjoy the dressing up and pretending to be a person from the 20s part. I really wanted to figure out a riddle...but there was nothing to figure out. I've started writing my own mystery dinner. Maybe I'll even have a mystery dinner sometime.

Speaking of writing, I actually finished the screenplay I started for that screenplay date idea (I can't remember if I ever explained that on here, if not, I probably will sometime in the future, I don't feel like writing it out now). It will be pretty fun I think. I just need to find the right type of girl to do it with. She'll need to be fun, and she'll have to really trust me..but it should be great.

Saturday morning I woke up really early and studied some logic. Then I went to a study group for my Intro. to Philosophy course. Not because I needed to study or anything, I just was already on campus and I knew they were studying, and they were really struggling with the material (I love talking about philosophy so it's not like I'm a nice person or anything).

After the studying I went to a smoothie party my friend Adrianna invited me to. It turned out to be just a few people. Everyone played Catch Phrase. It was pretty fun, but some people are really bad at that game. It's frustrating to watch people struggle.

Speaking about watching people struggle, I'm going to be speaking in church this Sunday (the 28th). If anyone in the area wants to come, my Sacrament meeting starts at 12:30 (not that I'm advertising here or anything...I've taken my blog off the internet searches and my Facebook page so h0pefully only close friends read now....so if you're a close friend and in the area...I'll be speaking).

My topic is Patience. It was sorta funny, the counselor called and asked if I'd speak on patience. He said "we have 3 people speaking, one person will speak on patience with others, one person will speak on patience with themselves, and the other will speak on patience with God." I knew immediately that I'd be speaking on patience with others....something I've worked on my whole life.

What's interesting is I wrote a blog post on this topic about 3 weeks ago. I used the scriptures, my own thoughts, and a few general conference talks....it was a really long post. I decided to not post it because it was a bit too long (and it didn't meet quality standards either (and I was too bored with the topic to bring it up to quality standards)) .....but I still got it (about 15 pages). I think I won't need to do much research. So, I guess writing so much about random things has finally paid off...my talk is already written (not that I ever really write talks (I mostly just think about the topic, read up on it, and then get up there and see whatever comes out of my mouth)).

All in all I'm doing pretty well (other than the dizziness of course). I'm starting to balance out again. For a while I was really happy, then I went through a really rough patch (although Garett's death is still something that comes back and bothers me now and again), then I pulled out and sorta became detached and cynical (but at least pain free), and now I've picked up all the pieces from the whole wild ride and I feel like my old self again. There are some things that still aren't quite back to normal, but I'm getting really close.

Well, I better lay down for a while and see if my head clears. Hope you all have a great day.

And, since I rarely share pictures on this blog, here are some pictures from the mystery dinner.

These were the guys in the group. This was the serious picture. I was unshaven because I was a sleazy bartender...not because I was too lazy to shave that morning.


This is the happy picture (as you can see only the right half of us got the memo).

**and note, I'm not short, I'm just sitting on the edge of a couch while they stand (I was trying to not block the guy behind me)



Here are the girls doing their serious picture (Shana (the girl that invited me) is the girl with the red flower in her hair on the bottom left)



Here is their happy picture (once again only half got the memo)



Well, that's about it. Hope you all have a great day.