Dollars and Cents

Last week about this time, I was feelin kind of down... a bit ripped off by life. There is no excuse ever to feel like this, but it just happens sometimes.
I was down to $40 in my bank account and I had (and still don't have) no steady income. I am only working like 10 hours a week. I also thoroughly studied my NY Times, yet still got a 1 on my quiz on Monday. Thoroughly is a very relative word, in this case... Also, I was walking around campus and feeling all this angst towards all the happy couples with their happy plans for their happy weekends!
These feelings didn't last long. Eventually I was on top of the world again, though I don't remember which instance caused it. It might have been NCIS Tuesday night, or dominating girls in volleyball class, or remembering a particularly happy time of my youth...
By now, I've gotten CES to pay me for that last session they overlooked, and my security deposit came in from Centenniel. Also, I started working the scoreboard for softball games to get some extra hours in. So, financially, things are going well. For now.
I wish I could say something is happening with the Daily Uni-pants. Nope.

Book of the Man of Little Consequence

Chapter 5:

1. And the semester began anew in the third year since the man of little consequence had returned.
2. And he dwelt in a house where the people made merry oft and the air was warm and uncomfortable.
3. Notwithstanding these trials, the man of little consequence did strive to follow the path of righteousness and manliness, the former taking first priority.
4. He sought to do so by establishing good habits, such as doing homework, selling blood to the lepers, lifting exceedingly heavy weights as Samson, going to the temple once a week, shaving, and refraining from using gel in his hair. (Though there are no lepers to be known of in the land, let it be known that he would sell his blood to them, yea, for a slightly raised premium.)
5. But behold, the thought of such habits is easier than the act of such habits.
6. And he did struggle, being distracted often by books, naps, facebook, and the Enlightened and Somewhat Partial Network (or as some would say, ESPN).

7. And he was so beloved by his eldest sister that she bought him pajama pants of many colors (about five years ago). And they were blue and orange and cyan and plaid and orange and blue and orange and plaid and cyan and blue and orange and plaid...
8. And when he set his foot in them to retire the night, behold, the knee was torn! And the man of little consequence wept bitterly and received inspiration for another chapter in his mock scripture.
9. And his roommate knocked out his tooth and left his social life for dead in the wilderness.
10. But when the roommate returned to claim his friendright, which is like unto a birthright but dealing with mutual acquaintances rather than family, he recognized him not, for the tooth was replaced.
11. And the man of little consequence said to himself, "I shall now take them all for a ride, after all they have tried fratricide."
12. And this quote made no sense, but he mused to himself all the same.

13. Thus was the third week of the third year since the return of the man of little consequence. And it was a week of dwindling inheritance and loneliness.
14. For Satan whispered unto his heart, "She hath already a boyfriend, as thou knowest all attractive females at the university hath. If thou asketh for her number, she will be greatly offended and probably mace thine eyes. Spare thyself thine eyes and thy pride, for they are all that is left thee, thou man of less than little consequence!"
15. But it came to pass, that on the beginning of the fourth week, the man did rebuke the devil to silence and cried aloud, "I will not listen to thee but rather listen to psalms of merriment and whimsical twang (or as some would say, country music)!"
16. And he donned his forty-dollar cowboy hat and went forth with renewed swagger.
17. And the book was to be continued.

Imhotep!

So, shall we start with the bright side?
I made 35 bucks today! The only expense was a needle and Brendan Frasier trying to be an action star. What movie did I watch today as I sold plasma? Here's a hint: I was so NOT scared that I might have NOT soiled my pants.
On the flip side, my story did not appear in the paper. This is why I don't tell people about my dating life. You might think something is going to happen, then it doesn't... how very disappointing...
And later that day as I bit into a burrito, that bugger of a tooth I lost several months ago decided to up and vacate again. Unfortunately, the dentist does not open on Saturdays. Fortunately, I've already made an impression on most of the people in my ward. Those who I haven't yet, well, they can believe I'm Jonny Ripshank from backwards Arkansas. Maybe you can think of a better redneck name, no?
I signed up for an ultimate league in Orem a couple of weeks back. It cost me $20. The ironic thing is that the only game that I will actually make will be tomorrow. After that, every Saturday morning and whatnot is occupied by reffing 3rd grade flag football.
I don't mind, really. $20 bucks is what, two-thirds of a donation?
There is a rave dance party right outside my house tonight. I'm glad I don't do drugs.

The Mountain Man 3 Wolf Tee

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B002HJ377A.
Go there and read the comments on the product. Nuff said.

And this one too-
http://www.hulu.com/watch/92561/the-tonight-show-with-conan-obrien-puppies-dressed-as-cats
Right up laurel's alley.

Now... Bring Me That Horizon.

My fickle internet works sometimes, but sometimes it doesn't. As such... this entry may never get posted.
So I've been to my classes for this semester. All 7 credit hours of them. It seems like my semesters get smaller and smaller... so, my comms classes are exciting! Well, as long as I tell myself that. IF YOU ACT ENTHUSIASTIC THEN YOU'LL BE ENTHUSIASTIC!!
There were five people in my 211 class that I knew from before. That's great, because I will have some help to not forget assignments or stay awake and all that jazz. Uggg JAZZ!!! That cursed word will never again appear on my blog, unless relating to Harry Connick or Jamie Cullum, not Utah. Back on track, today I had simply volleyball and country western dance, which were both gallons of fun. My ward is cool too, despite many people being from Southern California of which I have no prejudice against, by the way. Could it be that this semester is bound for super-awesomeness?
So, my goals for this semester:
-Straight A's. If I can't do that with two measly classes, then it's professional piracy. I did watch Tim Curry again on Saturday and it just gets better
..."If anyone mutinies before I says so, I'll throw you overboard like I did that scurvy mate Mr. Arrow!!"
-Three jobs. I got two so far: Reffing 3rd and 4th graders on Saturdays, and also donating plasma full time. If anyone else wants to jump on the latter bandwagon, please use me as a reference, so you AND I get an extra five bucks! i think... but that would be like 4 frosties!
-Date machine! So many numbers, so few weekends... so little consequence... Then again, once I am rid of these pleats in my pants, the ladies will be Calling ME! or not...
-My little squirrel has to have a good semester too. Even if I have to beat up some freshmen. Or get beat up trying. ARE YOU READING THIS LAUREL!? Big brother is always watching...
-Continue writing stories for the Daily Universe. My first story appears this Friday in the sports section. It's only a report on the Mountain West Conference, but hey, it's a start!

Wow, I got so pumped as I was writing this blog I almost went and kicked my roommate right in the face! Too much buzzing on these Disney songs, I guess.