November 1 - November 7ish. Live every week like Shark Week!

This week has proven to be iteresting. Halloween was good, and then it was nice having a week with no plans, so I could just relax. I found an apartment to move to when my lease is up. It's with a few girls from my ward. The rent is almost 200 bucks cheaper and it's closer to my work. Plus it's right on the bus route so I could just hop on the bus instead of having to drive and find parking. And with cable and a lot of storage right in the garage, it's just too good to pass up! I'll move in March when my lease here is up! Things were going really well there for a few days, found an apartment, work was coming together, and I even went to FHE! Yup, by choice I went to FHE and socialized! I know many of you are now suffering from what is comenly referred to as a heart attack, and as crazy as it sounds, it's true! It's all in my 3 year plan people, I said I was going to date, and how will I date if I don't meet boys, and how will I meet date worthy boys if I don't socialize, and how will I socialize if I don't break my comfort bearier and go to FHE!!! So, that's how I found myself judging various pumpkin baked goods to see which was the best. So there I was, in the middle of some awesome times, and as I stolled through my kitchen on the way to the shower, in naut but my towel, I glance into my stickbug tank, and found Jed had died. I called in Autumn: "Auuuuuuuutumn!!!!!!!!!" "What?" "Coooome heeeereeee!!!" "That sounds like your spider voice, I won't come for spiders." "NOOOO, seriously! Come here!... ... ... is he dead?" "Oh Jen, I'm sorry!" And then we both started crying. I cried in the shower she pulled herself together before going back into her apartment, the guys make fun of us sometimes. Anywho, it's always a bad sign when one of my grown up bugs dies, and I knew I was in for it. My cell phone was stolen off the counter at work. A crazy looking potentially homeless guy came into our work late Tuesday, it was dark out and everyone was home listening to the joyful soudns of Obama winning, so naturally the homeless felt it safe to openly walk the streets. By day they stay grouped and usually in the park, or on certain street corners, but by night... eek! It's like they own the place. Anywho, my cell phone was sitting on the counter because I was texting someone about how exciting thing were getting, and then I started helping another couple that came in, and as the homeless guy took a cruise around the store I get the distinct notion he just swooped past, picked it up, and waltzed out the front door with it. I was so sad. 2 years of photos and phone numbers gone!! Ah well, it's not the worst thing that could happen. And then this morning I found out that I have 3, maybe 4, gallstones. They're not causing me pain yet, but I think I will have to have my gallbladder out at somepoint. They're too big to just disolve and pass, and the only way to deal with gallstones is to have your gallbladder removed. It's not the worst surgery that can happen, just a few tiny snips and they suck it out, but it is still surgery, and no one needs to deal with that. So, here I am, cell less, down to one stick bug, and having problems coming up with a third name for my stones. Delilah, Winnefrid, and What?! and what?!?! No big deal, but still not the funnest news ever! Woo! I have decided though that my next step in photography is to purchase a really nice scanner that will also scan my negatives, however they're spendy, and I don't have the money, nor the memory space on my little ol lappy, so I'll have to invest in a desk top also, so this won't be for another 3 or 4 years... but it's something to look forward to! Alright, love you all! Coming to Utah in 13 days. Hurrah! Get ready to party! I want ice cream, and chuckarama, and twister parties. with sprinkles, all of it with sprinkles!!!! I leave you with these words of wisdom, that I care to live my life by, dress every day as if you were going to be murdered in those clothes. :)