What to write about?

Okay, its not that I don't have anything to write about or that I am going to force myself to write this, its the fact that I have so much to write about. I could do sports, which is always a favorite! I could write about work, which isn't as much fun but can have some good jokes. Or I can write about relationships because for some weird reason I can't quit thinking about that, if that made any sense. I don't have enough time to do all three seeing that I have work in less then eight hours and I still need to sleep for a few of those.

Well, by default, sports wins but I think I might turn this into a relationship blog as well. Now as many of you might know, and if you don't you will now, I love football. College football to be more exact. Its the only place where the talent level is high enough and people are still playing for pride, not just some paycheck.

Anyways, football. I like watching, playing, and hopefully some day I will coach it but in the mean time I will talk about it. Now, last year, being freshmen in college, the guys on the floor would go out and play football. Sometimes during the week, sometimes on the weekend. Day, night, it didn't matter, if we wanted to play we went and played. Now, when I say we, I actually meant they. You, see I was either, at work, at school, doing homework, or talking on the phone to a girl. I know its not bad to have priorities, but realize, football before homework, easy decision, football wins. Football before girls, not too easy, especially when it is a girlfriend. Even harder when you know that if you say, I am going to go football for the next hour and she replies with a slow groan and a "Ok, have fun" response. You know, even though she says ok, she doesn't mean it, and really, what will happen is you will go play and then when you call her back, she will be mad at you for the next hour or so, if not for the next 24 hours.

Now, when a girl dictates when you can and cannot play a sport, something is truly wrong. Its one thing for your wife to say, no you need to help make dinner or you need to watch the kids, but, when your girlfriend, that has very little to no chance of becoming your wife says no that is your first sign that you should drop her like a rock.

I am well aware that there are some guys who could care less about sports, but think about the one thing you do love, maybe its music. So, you enjoy listening to some Fallout Boy while you work on your homework, and then your girlfriend comes along and tells you to quit listening to it because she wants you to focus on her or whatever it may be. Drop her, she has no respect for the things you care about, she is more worried about herself and what you think of her, rather than you and anything you like, love, care about, or even want to do.

You see this is where girls become much like Satan. Satan wanted to take away our free agency and make us do what he wanted rather then what we wanted. Some girls, want us to do what they want, rather than what we want. Men should do things of their own free will (D&C 58:26-27). True love is me, going out of the way to do something to make you happy. Me saying hey, I just got invited to go play football but I’m going to talk to you instead. Not you, forcing me to say okay I will talk to you instead. Its how you show the Lord that you truly love Him and want to follow Him. You say, I know I would rather watch TV or whatever, but instead, I am going to read my scriptures, I am going to pray right before I go to sleep.

So, long story short, if you have a passion in your life, don't let it be changed by the new fling. You have to go with what brought you to the show. The reason you are the person you are is because you like that kind of music, that kind of sport, that subject, that food, the way you look, and so on. If someone can't stand back and say, " Hey you want to go do that because that is what you love and that is what you are all about" then you need to take that person out of your life.

Don’t get me wrong, don’t drop the Lord because he won’t let you go party. He would rather have you read your scriptures because you want to rather then you seemed forced. However, remember, as you grow closer to the Lord, the things you love and do will become much easier, more attainable, and you will love them more.

What would happen if everyone became the 'ideal person'? They grew up and listened to the typical high school music, did the typical high school thing, went to college became a doctor or nurse or chemist or some one smart. We end having a bunch of shallow, self centered people. Follow what you want to become. If you wanted to be a teacher, be a teacher, if you like playing an instrument, play that instrument. That’s what life is all about, developing your talents, your likes and dislikes, your self. Yes, sure you need to remember the Lord in all things and thank Him for blessing you with all that you have and serve Him, but that goes hand in hand with the commandment to develop your talents. You will notice, that the Lord has a plan for everyone and it isn't some ideal perfect husband or wife thing. It is you being you.

Now, I know there are many things you can say is wrong with my argument, but trust me, this argument could take me another hour to two to fully type out and work through and even then, I could still spend another two to three days on it. So, remember, the Lord has a plan for you. Choose the right and you can never be wrong. God speed.

Need a title!

Okay, so I just spent a few mintues finding my title option so I can add stupid but funny, if you have weird humor like me, titles. Anyways, lets get to what I am here to really do.

As many may know I work at nights stocking shelves, not the greatest job in the world but one of the best paying jobs I've ever had/have (I haven't gotten fired yet). Well, you see as I go through the night I try to get the biggest things out of the way first, because I have the most energy and the most time. I can knock the big stuff out in no time and then work on the little things. Now this is were I hate my job. I take an hour or two to get three to four pallets out of the way, and then I come to the last three things on a pallet.... "Mixed Carton"

Its not a milk jug, its a box. Most likely, not very small either. This "Mixed Carton" has a lot of little stuff, like drill bits, saw blades, sanding materials, and so on and so forth. Now, it never fails me, I spend two hours and get four pallets done and I think, yes, I am really flying, and then I get a "Mixed Carton." I will spend anywhere between the next hour and sometimes the next two hours on emptying this "Mixed Carton." I mean I have an entire conversation with my self and then some. Its so boring because you have twelve different saw blades, which are all the same except it has one detail different, so it has to go somewhere else. It kills me!!!

If I go insane, which some say that I already have, I can blame it on my job. Their is no social interaction, except the elevator music that is constantly playing and the every now and again, "Hey man, you using this machine?" Other then that, it is me, the drill bits, and the wall of 10,000 other ones that are on there. I think maybe I will start to name them. I mean it would be perfect practice and a great way to come up with some really good original names.

" Alex, that sounds like a good one. No, I have a cousin named Alex... What about Aaron, nope, sister dated a guy named Aaron... What about Bob? Wait, thats a movie."

Anyways, you can see how entertaining my job could be. Its not much different then my last job. I mean we started to come up with movie titles and a whole script of what happened as the guy stood back and watched the toliet overflow or the EFY kid threw up in front of some really hot college girl he was trying to hit on. You know you how boring your job is when you get excited to hear over the radio, " Can we get some one to clean up the overflowed mens toliet on the 2nd floor?"

Well, to all a good day and remember, smile, Jesus loves you. God speed.

Okay, so I'm not going to lie, I have been meaning to write and update my blog for quite some time. But hey, I have been "busy" lately. I'm not exactly sure as to what, but you know, it takes some time and effort to actually write these things. But hey, don't get your hopes up, because my luck, I will probably end up writing in this thing for a day or two and then not do it for another six months and then try to remember what my password was. Its not fun, not one bit. So, hopefully, just maybe, I might be back, to write some more on sports and life problems, like solving world hunger and how to get a straight answer out of a girl.