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Oh, blog. You have been my dear, close friend for a little over a year now.

An original poem by Alexa:

My blog's like my dog
Clears up life's little clogs
It isn't a frog
or a bog
or a log.
Better than egg nog
It's cooler than pogs (90's reference)
It wont go for a jog
(also known as a yog.)
I love my dear blog
blog blog blog blog blog.
have you ever noticed
NOTHING EFFING RHYMES WITH BLOG?

(snap, snap, snap etc.)

Weeellll I'm back in Logan. The one thing I did not miss about Cache Valley:
snow.
Although, I was able to find the little joys of the weather this evening as I brushed the inches of powder from Charlie's windows and proceeded to drive home:
1. Snow is gorgeous. Right after it falls, everything looks perfect and clean.
2. Tonight the snow fell between the time that I got to Girlfriend's house and the time that I left. When I went outside it was perfectly clear and still. Midnight, a fresh blanket of powdery white sparkling snow, clear sky, clear roads, not a soul in sight... How incredibly peaceful.
3. DRIVING ON FRESH POWDER IS SO MUCH FUN. I had forgotten how incredibly fantastic it is to slide in one direction or the other without notice and having to spin your wheel in the opposite direction. I was giggling the whole way home.

Tonight Girlfriend hosted a Glee marathon. I only made it for the butt end of it, but apparently they started at 9:30 this morning and continued on until midnight- pausing only to eat and pee.
When I got there I hugged Katy and Colton, acknowledged Jessie and kind of noticed a guy in the corner- He kind of looked like a lumberjack what with the red beanie and the facial hair. I didn't fully realize who he was for a couple of minutes, then he looked at me.
Jeremiah.
Well, this would be the first time we've had to socially interact since the official breakup a year or so ago. But you know what? It really wasn't bad. It's nice to know that we've both matured enough to be able to sit in the same room and exchange bits of conversation as adults.
Colton mentioned that Cache Regional Theater is doing Hairspray this season. Auditions are in January.
..........uuuuuuuuuhhhhhh.......... Well this poses an interesting situation. To stay in St. George for another semester, or not to stay?
I've decided I need to
a) find out if this insurance agency has any plans for hiring me
b) find out how much it would cost to buy out my contract from Raintree
c) ....pray, I suppose

Going to church in the morning with Girlfriend and McKenna Lewis. Which could prove interesting. Background information: McKenna was the one person in high school that I truly detested. Looking back, though, I realize that I had stupid, futile reasons such as "she gets every lead in every play ever" and "she's in Encore (the show choir)" and "she's perfect." So like I mentioned earlier, I'm an adult. It's time to put my differences aside and giver her a shot.
Oh. And I got a car. He is a 1989 Buick Century. Maroon. I haven't decided on what to name him yet, but so far I've narrowed it down to ... 30... different names.

Russell Rodney Mortimer Rodger Stanley Wendell Radcliffe Harold Arthur Albert Bruce Howard Eugene Ernest Clarence Bradley Oscar Gordon Hector Lester Gilbert Reginald Edgar Chester



This is what he looks like. This isn't really him, though. This is his twin brother who lives in Maryland.