This Week Should Be Better

I am pretty sure that no matter what this week will be much less stressful than last week; or at least it better be because I was not a very happy person for most of last week.

It is snowing again today which seems ridiculous to me. There cannot possibly be an explanation for why we need to have a snow flurry every five or six hours. I would love it to just warm up and stay that way from now on. This has been a very cold and very long winter for me and since I am convinced I suffer from some mild form of seasonal depression it would be great to get this dreary weather over with.

I've got big plans to get things done over the next seven days. They include finishing all of my homework before Saturday, working a complete 20 hours for the first time in awhile, spending a little time doing a bit of creative writing to post on Writers Block, watching the BYU basketball game on Wednesday if possible, attending the meeting for Impact Magazine on campus to try and get some technical writing experience, doing some pushups, getting the water pump fixed on the car and likely about seventeen other great ideas that I can't remember at the moment. If I accomplish half of this list I'll feel pretty good, more than that and I'll be puffing my chest out like nobody's business. Oh, and on top of all that I have a floor hockey game to play goalie in as well.

Frosting On My Car

This morning, despite many warnings by the weatherman, I was not happy to wake up to find snow covering the ground and falling from the sky. I am just one of those people who thinks that once the weather decides to warm up it should not regress down into bitter cold again. It simply isn't fair if you ask me. On a funnier side of my world being blanketed in the evilest white I've ever seen is that when I went out to clean off the car I found the snow to be so heavy and moist that I felt as though I were scraping off the excess frosting from a cake. It was an awkward feeling I promise.

I've almost completed all of the homework previously left behind in a fit of wanton abandon which is improving my mood. Of course, Holly has ways of improving my mood so she fixed my very, very, very bad day I was having yesterday by allowing me to skip a class and spend time with her instead.

There was a massive brawl during the Ottawa-Buffalo game last night over a late hit on the Sabres team captain Chris Drury (formerly of intensely popular Avalanche fame). It started a full on melee after the next face-off which was capped by Ray Emery and Martin Biron duking it out at center ice. Something about the level of loyalty between players in hockey is what makes me like this game so much. If someone messes with your goalie there is no hesitation, you make sure and let them know you are there. The same thing goes when someone puts a headhunter out on your star player during the game which is what happened last night. No mercy folks, hockey is for the big boys who aren't scared to get into a scrap.

Weekend From Hell

I swear that if I ever figure out why it is that the universe decided to stop liking me all of the sudden I will personally wage war upon its very existence. Well, at least that was the way I was feeling yesterday anyways. Let me explain why. 1. The clutch on the car decided it was done living and shredded itself in all sorts of lovely ways that require lots of money to fix. 2. My wrist made a decision not to get along with its tendons or something which creates lots and lots of pain. 3. My computer is broken in countless manners prompting its need to be sent away for a week and a half. 4. The weather was gloomy for three days (warm, yes, but gloomy nonetheless).

And now....the car will be fixed in half the time originally assumed, the computer will be on its way shortly, the car will cost half of what I thought, my wrist feels better and it's sunny outside. I'm glad its not the weekend anymore, let's leave it at that.

I Love Hockey

Sometimes it really does boggle my mind that there are not more people in this world that enjoy the game of hockey. It's just plain fun. I got the chance last night to play floor hockey with an intramural team from my ward and I had the time of my life. For the first two periods I played out on the floor and despite being severely out of shape I think that I held my own for the most part. I didn't do anything spectacular, but I made one or two decent plays. For the third period I played in goal and felt bad for letting two sneak in on me. One of them nobody would have had a chance at stopping and the second one took a bad bounce and I lost track of where it was in the crowd. I stopped a whole bunch of others though, so once again a decent performance. I wonder if they will let me play goalie the whole time next time since I managed to push my body to the brink by puking halfway through the game. That was all sorts of entertaining if you ask me. I really did enjoy playing goalie though, it's my favorite position to watch.

Of course, last night it had to start snowing again so I woke up to several inches covering my car. I really, really wish it would stop. Now it is just getting old.

Snow....Again....Why?

Why did it have to be snowing when I got out of bed this morning? Can't we be given a respite from more snow at least until the previous seven storm's worth have actually finished melting? I wish. One thing, and only one thing about it snowing is that the temperature has to be a little higher in order for that to happen so despite the fact that everything is covered once again, at least my face doesn't hurt on the way to class today. Luckily I don't need to spend much time outside over the next couple of days.

Anyone who missed the BYU vs. Air Force basketball game this last Saturday missed a great sporting spectacle. BYU won the game by nine points, in what was a very high-energy game that contained some great moments. Trent Plaisted made his presence known and the 22,700 folks in the Marriott Center loved every single minute of it. My ears were ringing after his sublime dunk-block-dunk sequence to open the second half of the game.

Welcome To The Breezy Season

I think that if it takes until 4:00 in the afternoon for the temperature to slide into the double digits that there must be something inherently wrong with the entire balance of the cosmos. Such has been the weather lately and I will admit that if I was in charge, there would be no winter, but rather just a breezy season where the wind blew all the time. I'd rather it be windy than cold.

Today I made it official and did something about the fact that I am beginning to dislike my current employment more and more each time I clock in. Hence I went to talk to Sheyla over at Helaman Halls where I worked this past summer to see if she would be interested in allowing me to work for her instead to which she readily and heartily agreed seeing as she had tried several times previously to lure me over there. The upside to this new arrangement is that I get to be home at 4:30 in the afternoon each day and since Holly works during the day that works out perfectly. I will also not have to deal with Gayle any longer. She isn't a bad person, in fact she is a very decent person who strives very hard to do her best at her job, however, blame it on a personality conflict if you wish, I do not think she has very great managerial skills. It finally got to be too much, simple as that. I will do the right thing and give her a full two weeks notice however, I feel that is only fair seeing as how most of her employees think it prudent to just quit unannounced half the time. Unfortunately I will have to take a pay cut from 7.75 an hour to something lower from what I can tell. Luckily it will be no lower than 7.10 but I'm hoping for something in the middle, we'll have to see.

I signed up for classes this semester thinking I would make some solid progress towards graduation, but due to scheduling conflicts and a slightly abnormal slot for priority registration I will be making no quite so much progress towards actually finishing my major, but significant progress in improving my overall GPA. That's good news. I enjoy my classes, some of them more than I thought I would, English 322 for example. I'm not someone who normally makes comments in class or even asks questions, but something in that class excites me to want to actually learn it and learn it well besides.

On a personal note: Peter Budaj is the starting goalie for the Colorado Avalanche. He makes $650,000 a year. His backup? The over-rated and extremely overpaid Jose Theodore who makes $5,500,000 a year. Does it make sense...no, not exactly. Is it extremely cool that Budaj is the starter...hell yes.