Truth

"He's the dumbest smart person I know."
- My physics teacher

It was senior skip day today, so naturally my Physics teacher didn't bother making any real plans for the day because he knew that practically nobody would bother coming (I should mention that I'm not a senior). After turning in our review worksheets, we spent most of the time doing nothing in particular. When up at the teacher's desk during this time, I saw a rather nifty little mug, which looked like something that I'd expect from an Advanced Ceramics class, rather than a store. Being a rather curious student in a Ceramics class, I felt the need to look at the bottom to find out who made it. Unfortunately, I neglected on small detail, which caused the teacher to say the aforementioned quote.

The mug was half full.

In my defense, the inside of the mug itself was the same color as the beverage itself (black), and the first thing I did was grab some paper towels and start mopping up the mess. The spill wasn't that bad, even though the coffee got on the keyboard, in a drawer, on his cellphone, as well as a couple of papers. Everything came out relatively unscathed, and if it weren't for those pesky papers you wouldn't have been able to notice that the spill.

After that little incident was cleaned up I played two games of chess while watching Bill Nye walk on fire. I lost the first game, but managed to make a comeback in the second.

Backblog

There have been a few blog-worthy moments in during the past couple of days, so I might as well talk about them in this super special spoony edition.

At school on Friday we had the annual pre-Prom "Don't Drink and Drive" assembly. Basically, some people read about 13 fake obituaries of students in the ASB leadership who all allegedly died the previous day. I'm sure that convinced all the drunkards in the audience to become sober. After the gut wrenchingly awful and pointless obits, we heard a real story by some dude whose son actually died some time ago (possibly 20 years). He sounded much more honest than the other speakers, but that's probably because he went to BYU.

Yesterday Mom, Dad, Danny, and Nathan came back from their little trip, having accomplished 95% of what they planned on doing. I expected them to get home around 7PM, but that turned out to be when they left. As a result I went to sleep after midnight, which resulted in me waking up 30 minutes before church started.

Today we got a new bishopric, which took up half of testimony meeting. The current Bishop was the 1st councilor, the 1st councilor was the 2nd, the 2nd councilor was the guy sitting in front of us, and the former Bishop now sits with his family. Also, one really industrious young man managed to invite 5 non-members to church, but I think they're all part of the some team or something, so it technically should one count as one.

Home Alone

I was home alone today until about 9PM, because Andrew was at work and the rest of my family was down in Portland, presumably staying with the other half of this blog's readership.

I've managed to get a ride to seminary, and I didn't starve to death. I had my usual after-school snack of ramen, and around 7:30 PM I decided to nuke some hot dogs predipped in honey batter (AKA corn dogs) when I realized that Andrew wouldn't be coming home anytime soon and that I can't trust myself to cook a frozen pizza without burning the house down. The fact that I was hungry probably played a part in the decision too.