Saturday, November 24, 2007
* I'm not well *
The events of this week and the loss of the Utes.
The Utes didn't win... sad day. Sad sad.
I was leaving the apartment when Annie called and that set me back about 45 minutes and by the time I got downtown and found somewhere to watcheth the game there were only 38 seconds left. I walked right in on BYU scoring an 11 Yard touchdown. Then there were 38 seconds remaining.
Note the numbers 11 yard. 3 +8. Tell me it's a lie, I dare you.
Okay so let's elaborate more on the events of this week.
Monday was Park City (Did we already cover that... i think we did).
Okay Tuesday, I went to meet Tyler and his amigos at lunch time. That lasted about five minutes then I boosted over the gateway bought some awesome stuff from urbanoutfitters and then went to Murray to Fashion place mall to get converse for Slugger. I then drove back to the Salt Lake (which was scary because this was all in partial rush hour and Salt Lake drivers are not kind, they are so mean. I had to cut in front of so many people, but they just drive so close to other drivers... there's no room... and driving the car i'm driving I don't want to hit a thing... that's almost like Aerosmith... and I don't want to hit a thiiiing, even when I dream of you...)
Okay, so on my way back I went to go to institute, which blew my mind yet again, and then I went with Clayton to the end of Jazz concert... it was so good. I then came home and fell asleep until 1am. That was crazy.
Wednesday was 'meet Adam for Lunch day' a couple of hours of an adventure that exercises my quota for the week (it seems) ha.
So, I couldn't be bothered going home so I just started driving and I went up in to the moutains looking for snow. I found some on the road, it was about 3 milimeters deep and it was scary to drive on. The temperture was 12 farenheit at the lowest.
I ended up in a random little town with a little post office. It was hard to decide when to turn around, I just wanted to keep going forever. But Petrol would not permit.
When I got back to salt lake I pulled up at the institute parking lot because I, yet again, didn't want to go home, so I sat in the car listening to music and reading we the living. I wanted to get it finished. When I was 6 pages from the end and well aware that Ayn Rand was about to end the book tragically (I could feel the build up and the tone she was using) Rob D called me and asked me to go to Sawadee (a Thai restaurant) for Tyler's birthday. There were a tonne of folk there, it was pretty sweet. The food was so good, I am dying to go back again.
We then headed back to Rob and Tyler's and we watched Flight of the Conchords and just hung out for a while. I, as always, ended up there super late because I have the inability to leave houses.
I was sitting down in tyler's room with him and paul listening to awesome blues music and just chatting. I was playing on a skateboard for a bit and realised my dream of wanting to be Marty McFly. That's why I wear converse and turn my jeans up at the end. I'm sure of it.
I finally left when Paul did and I went to Smith's to get toilet roll... oddly enough, they were open.
Thursday was thanksgiving and I was meeting Mike and his family at his parent's house. I caught up on my texting to the UK while waiting for them to come. Then we got there and it was brilliant.
Luckily we didn't do the whole 'what are you thankful for' thing, because I am so scared of sharing stuff like that... too British haha.
Anyway... the food was so good, and I could have kept eating forever, but I stopped, and ate some pie instead.
We then just sat around talking and I was chatting with some of Martsy's family members... her family were wonderful.
We then went to Mike parent's house and I boosted on home to get my laundry and pyjamas and to check in with Otto. He was demanding pumpkin pie from me... he told me to make some for Sunday, but I am way too sick just now to do that.
Otto was still entertaining guests and speaking German and stuff. It was cute. I then went back to Dave and Maggies and watched random movies with the kids... harley, mason, megan, brooklyn and two boys cameron and brandon. The oldest grandchild is a girl called Sadie (mersadie) and she and I went to the mall at midnight. I have never seen anything like it. Here's to buy nothing day.
Black Friday was disgusting. I was there for the experience. It was horrible. We stood in a queue for ages as people were produced and marketed up an escalator beside us. It was a strange site. We stood outside a store in a queue that was out of control, and these people were just going up and up and up. the noise the escalator made sounded like the people were on a production line. The production line of consumerist death.
Sadie just didn't want to go home. I was far too tired. We got home about 3am.
As we were going in to the mall actually there were about 3 random dudes who went running in to the mall shouting 'we gotta get the sales.' They were mocking society, and so was I. I went there and bought nothing.
On friday I went with Dave and Maggie to get mexican food and I did my laundry. I then headed home and phoned Clayton. While on the phone to Clayton I wasn't paying attention to my exists and missed my slip lane so I just kept driving and then I ended up in Ogden.
I ended up in North Ogden and then drove South back through Ogden. It was pretty sweet. I took some random pictures and found the temple. I then found THE MALL. It wasn't theeee Ogden Mall but it was the mall that caused Ogden Mall to shut down. The Tiffany sign will be gone forever. Only immortalised by her video. I am sad. SO SAD.
But how amazing that I just found the mall. In Ogden. I am a genius.
Anyway... I drove home got ready and went on my first random triple date... it was pretty cool. I love the whole random dating system here. But a triple date... so good. We watched John Schmidt play some awesome pianoness and then the Gateway christmas lights went on and then we ate pizza... MUSHROOM PIZZA... like i had been craving... and then we went to temple square to see the christmas lights. They were so so so so pretty. SO PRETTY. We then went up to the Joseph Smith Memorial Building to see the lights from above but they had turned them off... the temple was still pretty cool from there though. I then came home and I went to bed. I did indeed. In preparation for the game.
I was up super early but I was being so sluggish.. then Adam told me that my last football watching resort had a gender requirement and I hadn't grown enough balls to be allowed to attend. Man I was pissed. I'm not a girlie girl... i'm not a pest... I wasn't trying to be sneaky or fake I just wanted to watch football... alas.
By the time I scoped somewhere and let some time pass because I didn't want to be on my own for the whole game, I went to leave, but Annie called...
and that pretty much brings us back to the beginning of the email. So sad.
After the game I bought the teachings of the prophet joseph smith, bumped in to Pauline Campbell and then went to the giant U. It was brilliant. The sun was just setting and I was just driving around all the roads until I found it. The gated community was open as well, so it made it awesomer. and I was so close. I took some mega pictures then I fell asleep in the car. I just felt so groggy.
I came home and fell asleep for 90ish minutes while dreaming about crazy things.
I was in someone's house and we were playing some kind of quiz game and my sister was getting good points. Then we went to drive home and there was something funny going on and we met some people in the car park who told Lola she was lucky getting those points. So we asked her how she knew and she said... everyone knows... it's his house. Waterstone's. The trick is this is a dream.
At that point I started thinking, in my dream, that if I opened my eyes I would wake up in a bed back in Glasgow. I believed that Utah was a dream too. This could be for all I know.
It was scary. When I woke up here I was satisfied enough that it had been a dream. I thought it was all real. I was freaked out.
And that brings us right up until now now now. When I picked up the laptop and started typing.
I feel so sick. I tiger balmed my face up and it stung like h-e-double hockey sticks. Now that I am awake again I just feel like crap. I've only got two beecham's flu plus left. What does one do in such a situation. AHH.
I might go buy bread... or i might not.
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