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I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted...

Man...I have an hour to fill before Letterman is on tonight. That's probably the one thing that I miss about not getting any channels at my place. Late night television. Ok, well mostly the news and Letterman. Haha...can you tell my age? I miss the news enough to mention it in my blog. Gosh, how boring am I?

So, I am a little peeved that my ward is a little anti-social these days. Ok, maybe I noticed it before, but was probably in denial. Now, that I don't hang out with the same group anymore, I see that people have a rough time going out of their way to fellowship the new and old of the ward. There is a definite clique in the ward and honestly, they're all a little old to even act this way. My roommate, Laura, called the Relief Society President yesterday to see if she still had tickets to the General Relief Society Broadcast for Saturday. She never called my roommate back. If anyone from church called me, regardless of whether or not it was business, I'd call them back. I'd expect more of people with leadership callings, such as the Relief Society President, to call people back in a timely manner. It rubs me the wrong way when someone who has that kind of leadership is anti-social and basically shuns new people. Don't get me wrong, I love my Relief Society President. She's a great person. But really? Regardless of whether or not you're the President or the visiting teacher, you should at least say hi to the new people at least once before the month goes by. I don't know...I just feel a tad let down by the President. She is normally on top of things. Lately though, she pretty much ignores most people. Laura does have a pretty big personality and can come off as a I-don't-care-what-you-think-of-me kind of girl. But in spite of that, she's just like everybody else. I almost suspect that Lynn, the RS president, is a tad intimidated by Laura. Which she shouldn't if Lynn actually got to know Laura...which you can't do if you don't talk to the new people. Vicious cycle I tell ya.

Anyway, I needed to get that out of my system.

Um...yeah...

I wish I had something more exciting to blog about. If I waited for that to happen, I'd probably never blog at all. Uh...my dad might be coming down this weekend. Don't know yet. If he does, it usually means I get a free meal and an interrogation session. Bleh...

Well, I am officially out of things to blog about. Oh wait! My roommate, Laura, got hit by a car yesterday while riding my other roommate's bike. Part of her upper thigh and arm are bruised and I think that the bruising is only going to get worse from here on out. Oh and she's limping. Definitely not good.

Ok...I'm out.

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