Hey look.

I got a bed. Huzzah! I was just tired of sleeping on that futon, and we had an extra bed because Gwen moved out. So today I took it. It will probably be much more comfortable than the futon was.

Boy Scout Sandwich: Perfected

I love food. And I have recently perfected the Boy Scout Sandwich. (some amateurs may call this "egg in a basket," but that is wrong.) This is how you make The Perfect Boy Scout Sandwich:

First, get out two pieces of bread. Punch the holes in the middle, and then put butter on both sides.

Then scramble an egg in a bowl. You can add some cheese if you like. I did. It was tasty.

Then you grill it up all nice. Be sure to save half of the egg/cheese mixture for the second piece of bread.

I made some hot chocolate to go along with it, because hot chocolate is delicious.

Tada!! All done. It was muy delicioso, if I do say so myself.

I have discovered...

...that I am a nerd of EPIC proportions. I really ought to have figured this out by now. But I didn't. Until today. Want to know why? Well, even if you don't, I'm going to tell you.

Today marks the day that I started watching Star Trek: The Original Series. Yes. You heard correctly, my children. I have descended that far. Although, once I sat down and thought it out logically (Spock is getting to me...), it was very obvious that this was simply the next step on my road to full-fledged nerdhood (if I'm not there already). I will now detail for you, in chronological order, my descent into geekdom:

• Fourth grade: HARRY POTTER. That was when I read book 1. Then, for two weeks in June of 2000, all I did was read books 1, 2, and 3. Then, for my 10th birthday, I got books 1, 2, 3, and 4. And the rest, as they say...
• Summer of 2003: I saw Pirates of the Caribbean. Yes, at first my love for that series had solely to do with Johnny Depp. But now I love it. I love the fantasy elements, the awesome fighting, and, of course, the pretty men (is that an oxymoron?).
• January 2004: The Lord Of The Rings had been sitting on my bookshelf gathering dust for months. But in January, I picked up part 1, "The Fellowship Of The Ring." I read it in two weeks, watched the movie, and promptly began part 2.
• And for a while, things were quiet, fueled only by the continued release of Harry Potter movies, and The-Series-That-Must-Not-Be-Named trying in vain to take its place....
• THEN I went to college. And I met GWEN, who's nerdiness exceeded my own. She introduced me to LOST. I watched 4 years worth of TV in 4 months. And then I did it again. And again. That makes three (3) times.
• Also, we had movie marathons. Many much movie marathons. Pirates, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, and X-Men.
• THEN Star Trek: 2009 came out. Gwen, of course, bought it. And we watched it. And then Gwen went to BYU and started watching the Original Series.
• THEN Gwen CAME BACK! We watched Star Trek. That was last night.
• Today I finally took that last step. I have now hit rock bottom. Now what?

So you see, once you work it out logically (curse you Spock), my descent to geekdom wasn't really all that sudden. Especially since my Dad used to watch Star Trek when I was little. I'd watch it with him, but I don't remember anything about it. So, not only is it in my blood, but it really was only a matter of time until I started watching Star Trek... There was never really any resistance in me. I don't even know where to go next... That's okay, I've got 40+ years of TV to catch up on. But I really don't think I'll go that far. I am a bit of a purist, even though I only started today. I think I'll stick to the Original Series.

And that concludes my nerdy ramblings.

Amber Out.

(Curse you, Captain James T. Kirk...)

At last...

... a long weekend... This week has been the week of DEATH.

Monday: Test in Spanish and a mini-paper due in Theory.

Tuesday: Writing test in Spanish.

Wednesday: Rough draft of Essay due, 3 pages, in Poetry. Biology test.

Thursday: Spanish oral exam.

Friday:.... nothing on Friday!

Hooray for long weekends! FINALLY a chance to relax. This last week just felt SO stressful.