3/25/2008

Hows that for a clever title?

Life is continuing to be pretty good. The weekend came and went and now we are firmly in the work week again. I am not sure who decided the work week should be 5 days but that person sucks. We only get one life to live and we are stuck spending 40+ hours a week doing a job that you wouldn't do if you had a choice. Then we have to go and waste 1/3 of the day sleeping. Seriously, who planned that?

Today is an important day in the Cunningham house: it marks the two week anniversary that our neighbors have not had the MASSIVE RV in their driveway! This may seem petty or insignificant but I assure you...it is not. We live in a circle, so anytime someone has guests over we lose 1/4 of the road. Well, imagine a 50 foot long car ALWAYS parked in the circle...........for two years! We do not know if it is coming back, but we pray it doesnt. Let's just hope our neighbors discovered how to use a tent.

Let me pose a moral question to anyone who may be reading. If our neighbors have 5 cats yet they spend all their time in our yard, does that mean I own them? Or can I do what I want to them while they bury their poop or dig up Emily's flowers in our yard? I have gone the humane approach thus far and merely sprayed them with the hose but I am considering drastic measures. The only thing keeping me from taking more serious action is the realization that I do not desire to hurt the cats, merely the owners. These are the same owners who decide to let the fire hydrant in the circle babysit their 7 kids. Any suggestions would be great, otherwise Animal Control is coming out.

(Disclaimer- This paragraph, however random, does contain references to adult material. All those of an unsuitable age or who may be sensitive to such remarks should just skip it and move to the next random paragraph) March is almost over and I couldn't be happier. Every March people seem to perk up but I know better. The warm weather starts and I am cautious. The sun finally shines and I shudder in fear. Then BOOM! Another friggin snow storm or rain cloud or whatever. March is the biggest tease on the planet. The only thing I can relate it are those girls who give all the signals of being interested and then act like you are a pervert when you wana make out. You know what I am talking about. March is the flirt slut. Shame on you March, shame on you.

I was somewhat surprised by the ease in which I was accepted into SLCC for a class I need to take. To get into the U, atleast 7 years ago when I applied, I had to fill alot of crap out and prove my worthiness through ACT scores and GPA. Not SLCC. I pretty much had to prove I was a real person, and that was enough to get me in. I have nothing against SLCC, and I completely understand the difference between the two but come on.... I have to admit though, I am ashamed to say that I am a bit of a snob. Whenever I hear people who go to SLCC complain about how busy they are or how difficult it is I want to tell them to try going to a hard school with TA's (Teacher Assistants) who don't speak English controlling your grade. I can't help this reaction, it is the evil within me. Then my wife tells me of her experience at BYU and I am just glad I don't have to cut my hair before taking a test. So the spirit can't reside in hairy temples? Hmm.

I actually considered going to BYU when I was on my mission, when I was more spiritual. It is a great school with alot of student activities and desperate women. One thing stopped me from going there though: My habit of rebelling against rules for stupid reasons. I honestly think I would have gotten Honor Code violations for the dumbest things (I wont say which is dumber, the rules or infraction) and been booted by the end of my freshman year.

So that is the difference between me and half of the student body at BYU; I realized what I would be getting into. I feel ZERO sympathy for anyone kicked out of BYU. None. Zip. Zilch. Why should I feel bad for them? They knew what they were getting into when they decided to enroll there. BYU has the right to have higher standards, and I have the right to have long hair. I am still shocked they can field a football team.

Ok, this was a completely random blog to cover up the fact that it was an uneventful weekend (Minus hanging out with Jon and Briana of course! Go Tepanyaki!). I will try to discover the intrique secrets of camera operation. But don't hold your breath.