Well, friends, Sis. Morgan's right: it's time I updated everyone. I'm pregnant. Just kidding.
Today's excitement reached its zenith when I found a new bottle of gel/pomade stuff in the bathroom and put some in my hair after my shower. Which I took at 2:30. In part that was interesting to me because I am vain (or, as I thought to myself while driving today, I have a strong appreciation for my aesthetic strengths), but mostly I just don't do exciting things from day to day . That's not to say I'm bored--I study Chinese some days, I take walks (on today's walk I pilfered a bunch of chicken wire someone was throwing away, which I will fashion into a turtle trap. I'll let you know how it works, Kirsten), I do sudoku puzzles, I try meditating, I make dinner once a week, I look for jobs, I look at birds in my backyard, and I try hard not to argue with my little brother and sisters. I'm getting pretty good at that one (somehow, of all the petty things to argue about, my little bro. and I argue about Mac's vs. PCs). I don't write much, but I mean to often.
And I read. I just finished a book about ADD (don't laugh), and now I'm reading a biography of John Adams, a book about meditation, one with testimonies of Mormons scholars and celebrities, and a book on LDS history. I don't usually read so many books at once.
I applied for a job at Petco as a reptile expert. I don't care to ever own a reptile as a pet, but I do like holding them, something I'm sure I'd do often at this job. I could probably get a great deal on a python for the WC; you know, like a mascot.
I've switched back to thinking I'd like to be a doctor. Regardless of what I do, I want a bachelor's in English. But I don't get excited about a career as an English professor. The results and worth of it would be too abstract, or maybe intangible, for my head; that is to say it's a wonderful field, but I would not fit the job. While making small talk at a YSA activity earlier this week, a kid asked me, "so what are you doing?" in reference to school and career. I took a breath and said, "uhh, well, I might get my BA in English with a minor in Chinese and another in biology and then go to medical school and then go be a doctor in China for a while. Maybe." He said, "...like, seriously?" Yes, seriously, that's my current pipe-dream career. But, then again, I wanted to be a doctor a couple years ago, until I took chemistry, which slapped me around and made me feel stupid. Which I'm not, but I am magically bad at studying and getting school work done. A pound of effort for an ounce of results, that's what school feels like sometimes.
This is very long, thank-you to anyone who read all of it. I miss all of you lots, honest injun. Wish I could be with all of you in the center this fall. I hope everyone is well.