Falling Down

This was me today:

Except I really did more of a flip off. I walked away with a bruised foot and a slightly bruised ego.

Luckily I bounce back quickly.

I can only imagine how entertaining it was for all those looking on. Let's just say it wasn't my most graceful moment.

Sunday Tradition

We've started a new Sunday Tradition here at 505 East:

Crepes for lunch!!

For my birthday I was generously gifted with an authentic crepe maker like the ones you see around Europe at the various street stands. In the beginning I was a little afraid to pull it out and give it a try because I assumed that there was a significant learning curve for the thing. Finally, months later, the learning curve has been mastered (almost) and both savory and sweet crepes are had by all. I must say, it is a huge hit around here.

Singing in the Shower?

While many people out there use their shower time as an opportunity to perform their favorite hits to all those within earshot, I've never been one to take part in this ritual. (I can't help but mention the famous vocals of my brother Steve, who does in fact fall into this category of individuals.)

No, I don't sing in the shower. Apparently, however, I do take the time to talk to myself about taxes, which became evident during my 4AM shower today. (No, I was not just getting an early start to the day.)

I know this only reveals one thing about me, which happens to rhyme with the word herd.

Test Week

Test week is a unique part of the Accounting Jr. Core. During test week, all classes are canceled. I know that on the surface this sounds nice, but these canceled classes are replaced throughout the week by exams for each of our classes.

The goal for test week is always the same, that is to take advantage of the extra free time to really study early and take the tests fully prepared as early as possible. Like I said, that's the ideal. The result, of course, is far from this goal, and is again, always the same.

Time is arguably wasted (though it is claimed to be spent "studying") and the real studying happens throughout the twilight hours. Tests are taken at the last possible minute following nights of little if any sleep at all. (Random fact: All of my highest scoring tests at BYU have followed all-nighters, not so sure what that says about me.) All personal cares are forgone and replaced by constant attempts at productive studying, though I know ultimately no real studying will take place at a decent hour, even so I just can't help but try to use the daylight hours.

And then the week ends with what seems like little to show for it. Oh the joys of Test Week, which is so nice as to grace us lucky ones in the Jr. Core with its presence three times a semester. This is my world for the next week, to use the office lingo of my siblings, I'll be heads down all day and all night:


PS - I know I should be ashamed of the giant 7-11 drink by my side, but there are times when I have little if any shame, and this just so happens to be one of those times, I hope you can all just choose to look past it. At least there are two water bottles as well.