Becky forwarded me an amusing letter from someone dating a seminary student at Eden. I had a little fun with it. No harm, no foul, right Becky? ^_^

Jen applied for a job at a school in Mokena, IL. They called her this morning and she accepted with much excitement. I was the first person she called! Yay!

Who would have thought I would get good enough at DDR to place in a DDR tournament? I certainly didn’t. Regardless of my own thoughts on the matter, my haphazard ambling was coordinated enough to garner 4th place. I watched the couple dozen other players, and from what I could tell, I should have placed 5th. One of the better players just had the misfortune to be pit against the 1st and 2nd place winners early in the tourney. I guess that’s just how the seeds fell.

Fuck. My central air bit the big one a couple days ago, and I figured it would be a simple matter of calling the home warranty people and asking them to come out and fix it. I couldn’t have been more wrong if I’d spent five hours getting a Girl Scout high on crack, only to sell her into a seedy prostitution ring for a single delicious triscuit. I only wish I had access to a tasty cracker in turbulent times like these.

Yes, this update is two weeks late, but what can I say? The important thing is that I played the part of a lumberjack a couple weeks ago. Why is this? Last November, a big storm swooped down and knocked a tree down in my yard and it rained almost every day until the snow started. Not exactly ideal for chopping up a tree. So I figured I would wait until spring, and it looks like my plan worked! I had help from a couple of Jen’s friends; the guy there on the right is Nathaniel, who actually did most of the main tree trunk later that day. So now I have incomprehensibly large ass-loads of firewood for the winter!

Recently a friend from work submitted a dietary plan to a former Mr. Universe who happened to be visiting his health club. If I were to do the same with my old plan, Mr. Universe’s first question would most likely be, “Are you on a diet?” After my invariable answer of “no”, Mr. Universe’s head would surely explode into tiny little bits. My tendancy to adhere to the traditional 3-meals a day, avoiding empty calories like pop, placed my average daily caloric intake at around 1500 calories. Ouch. With a metabolism like mine, that’s basically starvation levels, with a likely mix of malnutrition for good measure.