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Zions, Zion's, Zions'
Tomorrow I find out if I get the job I have been interviewing for for the past 2 weeks. I don't believe I've ever been so apprehensive.
If it isn't to be, I'd just like to get the inevitable nervous breakdown out of the way so I can feel better about it.
If it is to be, I'd like to be able to eat and sleep and pass the occasional bowel movement again.
Cross your fingers for me
'Til there was you
Last night Emily and I looked at houses for an hour or more. Hopefully, we will be purchasing one of those in Brigham City in the next 12 months or so.
Then we climbed into bed and talked with our heads on our pillows till nearly 3 AM. It's really nice to be married to your very best friend.
Being married is an adventure, and I don't know much about it 'cause I just started out, but I am a lucky guy, that much I know.
ALSO!
Emily scored this sweet coffee table - for free.
We made this bowl from a useless vinyl LP. We're going to put Werther's Originals in it. Cool?
Winter time in a Summertown
Sometimes I click the 'New Post' button and just stare at the screen for awhile - that happened right now.
William
Shakespeare? Seriously, why did I stop reading that guy's stuff. He's pretty brilliant. And, for the most part, writes good plays.
Mrs. Shultz had us read Romeo and Juliet in 9th grade. I remember I liked it so much I asked her if I could buy the copy she had lent me out of the class set. She told me I could only buy it if I had lost it. I remember looking at her and hesitating. 'I lost it' I said. She smiled and I think I paid her the three dollars.
Anyways, I got kind of back into this Shakespeare kick because the other night I went and saw a comedy where they parodied a lot of his plays. Funny as it was, there was a monologue from Hamlet they performed that I had somewhat forgotten about.
I'm not a huge fan of placing Shakespeare in different time periods, but I liked this one. Hope you do too.
Ross
No Soliciting
Since when has giving your personal information and life away for free online become super cool? I'm tired of it. I didn't like you in high school, I still don't; and I promise I don't want to know how many children you have or anything else for that matter.
...Now this isn't directed at anyone specifically, just a hypothetical bothersome acquaintance that I'm sure I've come across in my travels.
So now the blog is invite only, because I feel better about it. Now I feel like I could actually tell stories about what's going on rather than just abstract wierd thoughts.
Here's to privacy.



