Wednesday, March 27, 2002

If anyone wanted to know, I'm gone till Saturday, braving the rugged outdoors on a conviently designated 18 x 20 patch of dirt. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, I'm spending my Spring Break camping with my family, along with others. Fun, no? When I'm back from my amazing excursion, I'll let everyone know. Pray for the bears that they don't eat any of us.

Saturday, March 23, 2002

Every once in a while I think I can predict the future, but then something totally unexpected happens.

Shadow of the Hegemon by Orson Scott Card makes me want to be a genius, a tactician, and at least be able to figure people out. Unfortunately, I'm none of the above.
'karma police' by Radiohead, in all of it's aspiring and melodic beauty.

Friday, March 22, 2002

Tsk tsk, I'm quite horrible. I haven't blogged in several weeks. Bad Ashley, bad!

We got a new computer! If only I was on a higher level of geekyness, I would know what kind it is and whether or not it being that kind was good. But I don't. =(

I just talked to Christine [yay!] but she got off in the middle of our convo. Oh well, no biggie. I just remembered you can download clips of videos [and whole videos!] online. So yay.

Friday, March 08, 2002

I'm stoked for my box of happy Christa's sending. I can't can't can't can't wait, but at the same time I know I will because it's going to be lovely and beautiful in every way. I'm getting music and books and I'm sure there are going to be wonderful little suprises in there I didn't even think were gonna be there.

And so, in return, I'm slowly picking up little things to send back. I'm going to make a punk mix CD tonight, and I got her a couple of buttons at the mall. Hrmm....I wonder how long this one will take?

Tomorrow night is a stake dance. I need to get to the church at 12 to help decorate and set up and whatnot.

I hate Stan. With a passion. He's incredibly annoying and I wish he realized he wasn't my father and has no right to tell me what to do. Especially when it's no concern of his. I find it strange how he instructs us so often, and yet listens to none of his advice. Hypocrite.