I think I might have to
I am a prisoner in my own house. My sister is having a party and I must remain in the office, cut off from all necessities.. therefore I write a online S.O.S message to all who can read it in the next few minutes/half hours/hours... the message is as follows "HELP!"
I have been thinking lately about life... Life is a funny thing. I got my mission call to Mongolia (Mongolian speaking for all those who don't know). That is one of those missions that you have to look at the words twice over in your call just to make sure that you aren't tripping on acid. However, I'm sure that if you WERE you wouldn't be going on a mission. My job has been progressing fine. I work hard, I opened (an average for this week) about 30 pieces of furniture a day, which is weird. In my musings about life I also wonder why so many people order so much furniture. I only supply furniture for one Robb and Stucky store, to my knowledge, and everyday the five box openers (my job title) open about 140 to 150 pieces of furniture a day. I think how in the world do people in the valley need this much furniture everyday? Speaking of that some stupid company ordered 100 pieces yesterday and I had to open most of it, and it was all chairs and desks.. chairs aren't hard to open... desks suck. However, these specific stools, chairs and desks were shrink wrapped stapled and put in a box. The shrink wrap is taped and under that is cardboard. The bottoms were wrapped in tight plastic... pretty much, I hate that company now... I don't remember it's name but it will be one of those repressed memories that will come to the surface of my mind as I am about to order something from them.. then I will remember. The guys I work with are all the type of guys who talk about the nasty things they did with hoes on the weekend and brag about all of the Tecate they drink. As you can imagine I am not one to have anything to contribute to those conversations so I just do my work. Which is good because then I get it done. I also wonder if I am losing my place with some of my friends from home. Such as Spencer, Seth, Dan, and Jeremy.. but mostly Matt. The last time I remember Matt and I getting along (besides the Humanities movie) was our Freshman year. I imagine he has a good reason for not wanting to stay in contact or whatever, but I just feel sad that he and I used to me such good friends... and now we aren't. So, I would like to apologize.. online (lame I know).. for whatever I did to upset you Matt. Hopefully we can have an Aqua teen/Brak Show/Sea Lab night sometime before I leave. Also, not to discount Spencer, Seth, Dan, and Hopper but I have touched base with just about all of them since I have been home.
Wow a full post.. rock and roll for me! PEACE SUCKAS.
P.S. The Suns lost to the Spurs we are gone... Don't talk to me about it.. it's painfull. Yet I know next season we will work out the kinks and we will rock and ROLL! And not even Charles Barkley will be able to talk smack!
I have been thinking lately about life... Life is a funny thing. I got my mission call to Mongolia (Mongolian speaking for all those who don't know). That is one of those missions that you have to look at the words twice over in your call just to make sure that you aren't tripping on acid. However, I'm sure that if you WERE you wouldn't be going on a mission. My job has been progressing fine. I work hard, I opened (an average for this week) about 30 pieces of furniture a day, which is weird. In my musings about life I also wonder why so many people order so much furniture. I only supply furniture for one Robb and Stucky store, to my knowledge, and everyday the five box openers (my job title) open about 140 to 150 pieces of furniture a day. I think how in the world do people in the valley need this much furniture everyday? Speaking of that some stupid company ordered 100 pieces yesterday and I had to open most of it, and it was all chairs and desks.. chairs aren't hard to open... desks suck. However, these specific stools, chairs and desks were shrink wrapped stapled and put in a box. The shrink wrap is taped and under that is cardboard. The bottoms were wrapped in tight plastic... pretty much, I hate that company now... I don't remember it's name but it will be one of those repressed memories that will come to the surface of my mind as I am about to order something from them.. then I will remember. The guys I work with are all the type of guys who talk about the nasty things they did with hoes on the weekend and brag about all of the Tecate they drink. As you can imagine I am not one to have anything to contribute to those conversations so I just do my work. Which is good because then I get it done. I also wonder if I am losing my place with some of my friends from home. Such as Spencer, Seth, Dan, and Jeremy.. but mostly Matt. The last time I remember Matt and I getting along (besides the Humanities movie) was our Freshman year. I imagine he has a good reason for not wanting to stay in contact or whatever, but I just feel sad that he and I used to me such good friends... and now we aren't. So, I would like to apologize.. online (lame I know).. for whatever I did to upset you Matt. Hopefully we can have an Aqua teen/Brak Show/Sea Lab night sometime before I leave. Also, not to discount Spencer, Seth, Dan, and Hopper but I have touched base with just about all of them since I have been home.
Wow a full post.. rock and roll for me! PEACE SUCKAS.
P.S. The Suns lost to the Spurs we are gone... Don't talk to me about it.. it's painfull. Yet I know next season we will work out the kinks and we will rock and ROLL! And not even Charles Barkley will be able to talk smack!