Grad school is killing me.
Slowly,
patiently,
killing me.
I forget to drink,
I forget to eat,
and I can't sleep.
I still love it,
but it has made me realize that my priorities are not necessarily in the best order.
I mean, I probably should eat before I study.
That way I can focus on the book instead of the pain in my abdomen.
Sometimes I forget.
Oh well.
I took a break on Saturday for T-dog's 3rd birthday.
While this isn't T-dog,
it is still pretty funny.
The bug tried to hide and take a nap in the corner.
Problem though,
Widgie does not like anyone to be on her red chairs.
I've been pushed out of them myself many a time.
So it was with bug.
Except she didn't really move,
so she got the wrath of the dirty diaper.
It was awesome to say the least.
So there you go.
I am meeting with my bishop this evening.
Because I'm pretty sure I'm about to get a calling.
Because really, my life isn't busy enough.
By the way...
Did you ever notice that there is a beehive on the back of the Maeser Building?
I have lived in Provo for 5 years now.
I had no idea.
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