And as I try to make my way to the ordinary world, I will learn to survive

I am so mad right now!!!! I just wrote the world's longest blog, and it just disappeared! It was like the best one I have ever written! I want to cry:( I will try to do it again. Here we go.
Here I am at work again. Today is going to be a pretty good day. I am playing receptionist until the real one gets here at two, meaning that I don't actually have to do anything productive until then. I love being unproductive. It is the spice of life.
I did something very weird, albeit fun, last night. I received a phone call from one of my BYU friends inviting me to go to some hot springs up Spanish Fork canyon. The idea sounded slightly sketchy, but intriguing, so I decided to join them. I had never been to a hot spring before, so I didn't know quite what to expect. I headed down to Provo to meet up with this crew of miscreants and misfits. We joined up with the group at somebody's apartment and proceeded to head south, making a slight detour in a field to turn some donuts. Silly boys. We were at the on-ramp to the freeway when we received a call from one of the advance scouts in the party informing us that Spanish Fork canyon was closed due to snow. The caravan then decided that it wasn't expedient for them to head south on the freeway anymore, but they were already on the on-ramp. The cars all pulled over on the on-ramp to discuss their next course of action. It was agreed that we would head to some hot springs outside of Lehi. The drivers didn't want to go on the freeway til the next exit to turn around so they flipped a FREAKIN' U-TURN ON THE ON-RAMP! My life flashed before my eyes. We proceeded north to Lehi where we found the parking lot of the hot springs. We then started the trek down the snow-covered path to the actual springs. Due to the nature of the weather we were all anticipating entering into the boiling water. I think we went in the dark winter because I don't think there was any way I would have entered that dirty, stagnant water if a- I wasn't desperate enough for warmth and b- I had been able to see what I was stepping into. Then, someone had the brilliant idea to tell ghost stories. To most people, this would have been an excellent plan. Our surroundings were very conducive to scary stories. It was very, very dark, we were in the middle of nowhere, and there were massive amounts of steam issuing from the water. As most of you know, I don't really like ghost stories no matter what the setting. I could be in the Happiest Place on Earth surrounded by people and light and still be terrified. Even though most of the stories were the stupid ones with silly punchlines such as "he then pulled out his vick's vap-o-rub and stopped the coffin!" After the story telling was through we decided that we had spent enough time in the sulfuric mud and decided to get out and get dressed. Oh the shock that awaited our bodies as we stepped out into the frigid air. The walk back to the cars was a cold and wet one. But, fun nonetheless. We then headed back to Provo for some lovely Hot Cocoa floats at one of the guy's apartments. While at this dwelling place, I realized that one of the quiet guys with us was Scottish. Now, I have a certain affinity for accents, so I proceeded to chat with him for a bit. Then, sadly, my ride decided we had probably make the long and arduous journey back to South Jordan. I didn't get home until way late, thus explaining the rambling nature of this blog.

All The Stars and Boulevards

Awesome.

When Soul Meets Body

So.... I have to work a 13 hour day today, and I have about two hours where I have nothing to do. I have already wasted part of it, but now, I have no other choice than to write this blog. I don't really have much to say, but that is nothing new.
Yesterday I went to donate plasma. That was an adventure. The first time that I was stuck, my vein squirted blood all over the phlebotomist. Good thing she had a mask on. Then, that vein clotted, so the first blood girl had to call over the expert sticker who is in fact pretty good looking. He had to take out the needle, and stick me in the other arm. It still wasn't working and he kept digging the needle in my arm trying to find a vein. He finally realized that the tubing was clogged from the clot that I had and he had to take apart the tubing and squeeze out this huge monster clot. It was kind of gross looking, but really cool. It really didn't hurt that badly, or maybe I just convinced myself that it didn't since I didn't want to look stupid in front of Hottie Needle Man. I might have to clot every time I go in there so I can get more attention from him. It would probably be worth it!
Also, yesterday I had a meeting with my the Executive Director of my work. My boss is leaving, and he offered me her job. Yea! I am sad that she is leaving though. It won't be the same.
I can never figure out how to end these things. I guess I will just leave you with this thought:
Q: Why do blonde nurses bring red markers to work?
A: In case they have to draw blood!
Hahahahahahahahah

The Ballad of Billy the Kid

I am gonna buckle down. Due to much, um, encouragement from McSomethingkins, I will write a real blog. The things I say may or may not be true. I am just trying to fill some space:)
First- I am addicted to 24. My friend and work lent me season one, and I have not been able to stop watching it!
Second- I posted this without finishing it. I meant to just save it, and I unknowingly pressed the wrong button, so here is the rest of it!
Third- School started again. I am only taking two classes this semester, but I think both of them are going to be a lot of work. I am taking a Spanish class and a Gerontology class. I took two years of Spanish when I was younger, so I thought I would be okay in a non-beginning class. I think I was wrong. I can't remember anything! Hopefully it will come back eventually...
Fourth- I have started donating plasma with McSomthingkins. It is actually a lot of fun! You just sit there and watch a movie for an hour and a half and get paid for it. Granted, there is a needle sticking in your arm, but you can't even really feel it.
Fifth- I saved a bunch of ferrets from a burning building yesterday. Apparently I am quite the hero.
Sixth- I realized that being alone sometimes is really therapeutic.
Seventh- I am really upset about the lack of snow this winter.
Eighth- I found out my favorite band is coming in concert next week and tickets are free!
Ninth- The world doesn't revolve around you. Those of you who think that everything is about them are suffering from delusions of grandeur. All that really matters is me and what I think:)
And...... Tenth- Feline Aids is the number one killer of domestic cats.

Bitter Sweet Symphony

I am bored. Really, really bored.

Some of them want to use you, some of them want to be used by you

Welcome 2006. I cannot begin to say how much I am glad that 2005 is over! I don't mean that in a bad way. There were a ton of good things that happened, I am just excited for some new experiences. I already have a few exciting things planned. There is a big vacation, a big move (or two), a new job possibility, new classes in school, my 5 year high school reunion (scary!), and there are some other things that I am hoping will happen..... I have something that I am supposed to accomplish by March. We will see if I can get that done:)
On a side note, I hate it when people use me. There is a certain situation that happens all the time, and I just let it keep happening. I know when I am being used and I know what people's motivation is. I am not stupid. I guess that I just don't care enough to do anything about it except complain. I know this is vague, but I just need to get this off my chest.
So, I have a three day weekend coming up, and I want to do something super fun before school starts on Monday. Does anyone have any ideas?
P.S. I want the original artist of this song, not the awful remake.