"I write, therefore I am."

Dang, I was doing so good! Got caught up on my summer and was ready to dive into fall... and then I didn't get to it. I think alot about my blog and the lack of time I have to write meaningful things anymore. I've sort of settled into a routine, which is fast-paced, but not without time to relax (so it's not like I'm back in college), but it doesn't leave much time for substantial things such as my blog (we're not even going to talk about my neglected journal). I'm hoping that will get shaken up soon... so I can get back to this. I *FINALLY* got the pictures I was waiting for! So expect an edit to Summer T-log 1 for the addition of those... Other than that, know that I am alive, and, for the most part, pretty happy. :)

DISCLAIMER: Ditto . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ August 20th, 2009 - Thursday ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scout-camp and two kid-dominated days were behind me. That meant it was time to be on the road again for another summer road trip and adventure. This particular adventure introduced us to a new friend, J (hereafter NFJ). We were initially going up for BillyBob's wedding in Boise, but NFJ was going on to Seattle after, and I couldn't turn that down. We got hooked up with him because he was BillyBob's MTC companion; he loved having me and Turtle along for the adventure. We promptly scandalized him I'm pretty sure in the first two minutes by grilling him on kissing, techniques, attributes, and yeah, pretty much everything we could think of about kissing. Quite the lip-locking conversation. Bwahahaha We made it to Boise in the early evening, and the goal was to meet up with some old friends. But nothing ever goes as planned, does it? Erynn a...

Terie Garrison's WinterMaejic (DragonSpawn Cycle: Book 2, sequel to AutumnQuest ) - Grade: B+. As previously stated , I'm nervous about these because all 3 came out at the same time. In Terie's defense, this book wasn't bad. It didn't have quite the appeal as the first, and the plot dragged in places, but it held my interest. I read it in one sitting without putting it down (except to eat breakfast, and I was annoyed to do so). The main character, Donavah is bound by a spell and finds herself unable to speak or use her hands early on. Any of you who are familiar with my less-than-advertised writings will know I have a character I'm wrestling with in similar fashion, though my idea takes this one a bit farther. Still a good read, not a waste of time, and I'm excited to read the others. Philip Pullman's The Subtle Knife (Dark Materials: Book 2, sequel to The Golden Compass ) - Grade: A-. If it's possible, I enjoyed this book more than the first. I ...

DISCLAIMER: Still stands from part I . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After a world-wind vacation covering 4 states, it was time to settle in for some Summer Relaxation. NOT A CHANCE! I had one night to wash clothes and watch Dance, then Turtle and I were off on another adventure. We stopped off in Provo for Cherie and Chris' wedding. We'd received the wrong invitation so we showed up an hour early, and to the wrong place. Oops. Then once we got there, the ceremony started like an hour later than it was supposed to. There was stress (including a dropped cake! O.o) so we understand, but it added to us not being able to stay for the whole thing. I, as usual, looked smokin' hot. This was the Official World Premiere of the paisley on paisley. It was great seeing old friends, and celebrating the happy couple, but we needed to be on the road! So we pretty much changed in the car, and then hit the road headed for Tempe, Arizona! The purpose of the trip was t...

DISCLAIMER: I'm a little behind in my blogging... so these next entries will be what most of you will consider L O N G. Ultra, uber longer. Oh, and because of the length, it's not super edited either, which means you are free to skip them. But you'll be missing out on fun, entertainment, anecdotes, and classic David Moments. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To get the full summer experience, we have to rewind all the [expletive] way back to JUNE. Yes, I do know that was 5 months ago. I had fun, gimme a break! :P I won't cover WIFYR, because let's be honest, that would take WEEKS. So we'll start with the 2009 Hulet Family Reunion. I have a ridiculously huge family. And every two years we get together to party, hang out, and just spend time. Because we love each other. Well I have apprehensions about such events, but usually go (when I can). My parents were host family this year, so I was doubly expected to attend. The first night is always ju...

Well, this draft has been sitting here for almost two months. But I don't know that the humor is diminished any. Back in September, Turtle, the Nicholsons and I went to see our friend Dallon perform at an improv comedy show out in Magna - Jesters Royale. More than anything it made me wish *I* was down on the stage acting, because I could have been much funnier (sorry actors!); however, there were some incredibly funny moments over the course of the evening. Here are probably the top 3, all said by or involving Dallon. [Dallon runs out of the room] Moderator: "There he goes. Eager and barefoot... just like the women at BYU." Dallon: *trying to make sense of a charades game* "Well, maybe they are Japanese so they are eating the dead bunnies raw or something." Dallon (when asked why he hit the other guy in the jaw): "I was trying to take the swelling down by punching it back into your face."

Bah. I'm so far behind, I feel like a failure at blogging. I've been so busy! Which is a lame excuse. (And I'm still waiting on summer pictures... >.> Worst. Excuse. Ever. But it's true! Hopefully I can get some time to post brilliance soon.

Here's your opportunity to have a say/some sway (possibly) over my life! I finished my stack of books, and have nearly exhausted the library's plethora of graphic novels (anyone read the Marvel: Civil War Series? Amazing! Universe-altering! Loved the inter-play and melting of all characters everywhere! I must've read 16 or 18 collections... XD) So I went to my local library to get the next books in my ever-long list... and met with disaster! PEOPLE ARE READING!!! WHAT THE FREAK?!?! I am now number 353, 454, and 83 for three books respectively. Wow, this must be some popular stuff! I hope it's not crap! I'll tell you once I read them... next year!!! AGH. So I find myself at the interim with only one small book to read, and another on the list I can't (because I don't have another one of my books that goes with it... my auntie has it!) Thus, I open it up to you. What should I read, and more importantly (without giving anything away!), WHY? Please share with me...

I'm ready to wake up from this NIGHTMARE loosely defined as my "life."

"Forgive me Father..." "...for I have sinned." And gravely so. True Confession of my soul: 8. I'm now subsisting below the poverty line. And it's SO hard on me. I need to just openly admit this - not because I need charity, compassion, etc., but because I'm so fricking PRIDEFUL that I'm first and foremost mortified for anyone to know this. So I'm saying it out loud so you all know. This week I went to the Bishop's Storehouse to get food. I, yes I, prideful, independent, doesn't need help from anyone, got food today from the Storehouse. 4 hours of service work to "pay" for it, but still. This is killing me. I just want a job that actually MAKES USE of my degree, and skills - writing. Something. Anything. I don't care if I have to write Real Estate papers. I don't care if it's in advertising, legal, marketing, just as long as I get to use my tenacity for English and my passion for word-play. I don't want to work at...

I have attained a new level in poverty in my life, akin to my days of freshman-ness when I would only eat veggie sandwiches at Subway because they were a buck and a quarter. The stamp program was my Godsend. My excitement was uncontainable when I got 8 stamps... because I got to EAT MEAT!!! I never thought I would reach that level again. But I have. And surpassed. Evidence: 1. I now shop at Wal-mart. I never in my entire life thought those words would leave my mouth(fingers?). 2. This is only AFTER getting everything I can at the DOLLAR TREE. *uncontrollable sobbing* 3. I had this fun experience today: I found an ad on craigslist: "I need a qualified writer who can write detailed reports on varied websites. Qualified candidates must be 18+ of age. This will be part time work" and then it was signed with the person's name. So I emailed said person about the position with my resume, and said I hoped to hear more if I fit the qualifications. Not 5 minutes later, I received ...

Once again the door is open. A car screeches to a halt in front of the building. A ghetto white trash chick gets out wearing flip flops and goes running upstairs. Suddenly there is pounding. More pounding. Then boyfriend in the still-running car yells, "C'mon! She ain't home!" GWTC's response: "She said she would [expletive] be here! Why isn't she answering the phone?! Ahh! I know she's in there! I'm just gonna kick down this [bleeping] door!! [SWEAR!] I don't have the right [curse word] shoes to kick down this [edited for the children] door!! I want my knives back!!!" I have no words.

Got an apartment. And dang it's going to be a story generator, for sure. Last night I was standing in the kitchen next to the fridge, eating fresh raspberries I'd bought from a farmer earlier in the day. My fingers were getting stained red, and the berries were divine. I was so lost in my eating that I almost missed the knock that came on my wide-open front door. I looked up in surprise to see a slightly overweight woman with many piercings, and wild purple hair. "Ey, do you know where I can buy some coke? Or crystal?" My brain was clearly malfunctioning, because I thought of offering her some of my Dr. Pepper in the fridge, but instead blurted out, "Well, there's a Smith's across the street." "Smith's what?" "Like, as in the grocery store." "And how am I supposed to get some there?" Suddenly, it clicked in my head. My translator was BROKEN. Coke did not mean Coca-cola. And Crystal was not a brand of Lemonade. OHHHHH...

"Forgive me Father..." "...for I have sinned." And gravely so. True Confession of my soul: 7. I'm OCD orderly. About being random. :) Whenever I post a book review, it has 11 books. Because that's how many were in the first one. Whenever I post a movie review, there are 17. Because that's how many were in the first one. I'm very much a creature of habit. Random, but ordered. Creature.

Alisa M Libby's The Blood Confession - Grade: B. Book 7 for Kerry. This book was super duper bloody, but in a believable, uber creepy way that reminded me of one of my failed attempts at a story that sort of became its own. I want to become a slightly psychotic killer after putting this book down. Just a little bit, though. But I don't have a castle. Or do particularly well around blood. Dang. Robert Rigby's Goal! The Dream Begins - Grade: B. Book 8, you know the drill. Wow! For being a mass-produced-with-cool-pictures-because-we-made-a-movie-and-now-want-to-make-a-buck book, this wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. There was even a plot. Amazing. And the characters weren't flat. It did bring back all my actual soccer memories, which involve my playing really hard and then always just being pissed because I suck at soccer but wish I didn't. Terri Farley's Phantom Stallion #6: The Challenger - Grade: D. Book 9 . Terri should be grateful...

I have finished Ender's Shadow . Yesterday, and it's been in my head ever since. I understand now. I understand what I missed, and where I got confused in my previous reading. Because Shadow is a parallel novel, I couldn't help but pick up Ender's Game and read over the last half again as I read Ender's Shadow . I loved the nuances, the differences, the similarities. I loved being able to see Ender form outside of Ender. Sometimes I wish there were a parallel novel to my own life. That which you see. I've been criticized recently of being too self-protective. That deep down I am angry, and vulnerable, and I use that to control and domineer others around me. That's why I have so many relationships that end in failure. I don't discount or negate any of this, but I hope I'm seen in a different light than this when you are around me or think of me. If not, I'm sorry. I'm trying to change. This is the way I see myself: I am a man who gives every...

Peoples of the Bloggy! The time has arrived. (Almost. X.x) I now have in my possession all the photos I've been working on amassing (except for the small setback that one of the cds I was sent has lots of corrupt data. Oi vey... But we're working on it! Attempting to recover as much as possible from the CRC errors. Thanks be to great friends who are SMART about that sort of thing!) Soon. Soon. Nigh is the day in which you will be absolutely INUNDATED with stories about me, me, and me. :) Oh, and my summer. For the now: - I am doing everything I can to not let my bed rule my life, and get up like a normal person. That way I stave off things like despair, depression, and despondency. Very helpful, I must say. - Applying, applying, applying for jobs. I try to spend at least 2 hours a day working on job hunting, and have now found a lovely recruiter who is helping things along splendidly. Excellent. There is still hope. - I recently enjoyed a long sit-down with some delicious graph...