print_r($recent);

Array
(
 [545]=>Collections
 [544]=>Good morning
 [543]=>You know the fee...
 [542]=>Date more, care ...
 [541]=>Moving On
)

 

RAMCal(date('my'));

March 2004
sun mon tue wed thu fri sat
  1 2 3 4 5 6
7 8 9 10 11 12 13
14 15 16 17 18 19 20
21 22 23 24 25 26 27
28 29 30 31      
             
archives(RAM);


print_r($newStuff);

Array
(
 [RAndoMness]=> 28Sep09
 [JPsDocs] => 22Feb09
 [JPics] => 10Dec11
 [frontpage]
 [FeedBack]
)

recent music
Boycott SONY

print_r($background);
Array
(
 [today]=>
 [past]=>backgrounds
)


getentries(03Dec03);   getentries(03Dec03);

printentries(04Mar04);

Sno-Balls, Smith's
added Thu March 04 2004 at 1:46 PM
1 comments
All I wanted was a couple Hostess Sno-Balls. Is that too much to ask? Apparently so.

So I finally got asked to preference... sixth semester at BYU, and this is the first time that's happened. To be perfectly honest, I was rather hoping that one or two other girls would ask, but Ciera's cool, and I'm sure we'll have fun together. I don't know how well she dances, but we'll deal with that when the time comes.

Last night, I had a visitor at the front door saying to go check the back door. Immediately, I figured it was something to do with preference. Of course, the last time I thought that, it was... somebody wanted me to help them deliver a preference invitation to another guy. Anyway, I went to the back door and there was a note on top of a stack of snow balls. My first guess turned out correct.

I figured that it was Ciera, because we had been "exchanging" snowballs over the previous few days. The letters for her name were mixed up inside the snowballs, as well as two extra letters and a marble. Random. I didn't know her last name, but I picked out the letters in her first name pretty quick. It's a good thing I knew how to spell her name, because otherwise I definitely would've been confused looking for an S.

I decided that the best way to answer would be to stick to the theme. So, I headed out to buy Hostess Sno-Balls. Creamery- nope. Macey's- nope. WalMart- nope. I finally found one package at Smith's. One hour and four stores after I started, I finally found what I was looking for. I guess that the stores all sold out because they're running a sale on them right now. Either that, or the Hostess vendors in the area are really not good at their jobs.

On the bright side, Smith's had a really great sale on Dinty Moore beef stew. A case of twelve cans for $21, plus a $5 coupon. On top of that, they have a new fresh savings card that gives 5% off to local college students, and this week that was doubled to 10% off. Final price after tax was $15 for 12 big cans of beef stew. I feel like my mother... and to make me feel even more like my mother, I went in twice, because the first time I forgot to give them the coupon. I'll go back tomorrow and return the case that I forgot to use the coupon for, and maybe buy a new one. It's worth the $5.

I think I might be switching back to Smith's after my year-long boycott, especially since Macey's stopped selling the half gallon cartons of my milk.

Long story short, I wasted my entire evening and spent $35 on a month's supply of Dinty Moore (I could almost survive a month on nothing but the stew I just bought). All for a couple of Sno-Balls. Just hand over the Sno-Balls, and nobody gets hurt.

Reputation
added Thu March 04 2004 at 10:55 PM
2 comments
It seems that I have a reputation of being a nerd. Even more surprising, it seems that I have a reputation of being really smart. I don't point this out to brag about it, rather to discredit the rumors.

I went to a dinner for Juniors in the major to talk about graduate school. I'm thinking more and more of doing it, but the dichotomy of wanting to drop out, yet wanting to go to grad school is a whole other issue. At any rate, I approached a table that was occupied by a few people I know from classes. That could've been just about any table, considering that these are the guys that I've been attending classes with for the past two years.

Anyway, I digress. I sat down at the table and some comment came out about me being the smartest one at the table. How the heck? I feel anything but smart right now. I feel like I'm constantly feeding off my former aptitude. I'll admit that I was above average in high school. I aced my classes and standardized test scores showed me in the upper echelons of my grade. Because of that, I got much praise and a good scholarship. A couple good scholarships, actually, but the money isn't as good as it could be.



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