So… Does anyone really play name that tune with the titles of my posts? Just wondering…
Yeah… So… Evidently if you type the words “Pete Ashdown” in your blog, the campaign manager Brett will hunt you down and read your blog. Okay okay, so he doesn’t really “hunt you down” per se, but it’s always pretty shocking when somebody you’ve only known for a few weeks tells you that they stumbled upon your blog. It’s also pretty embarrassing when the post they stumbled upon talks non stop about how “awesome” everything is. I promise I actually have a brain and am participating in the campaign because of my ideological beliefs, not just because everyone there is so “awesome.” Having said that, making new friends there has been a welcome result of my volunteering. Hmm I hope I didn’t make myself look even more stupid… oh well. Whatever. And Brett? Next time you should leave a comment.
Anyways I am no longer house sitting for Darby… Did I tell you I was house sitting? Because I was last week, and it was pretty fun. I’m pretty bummed out that I’m back in Sandy. It was really nice living in Salt Lake. I think I am going to make more of an effort to move out by at least next fall. Stupid Jetta. (Random note: The kid sitting next to me keeps tapping his face and popping his jaw. Friggin weirdo…) Anywho, yeah I want to move out.
Last weekend was pretty AWESOME (I am really insecure about saying that now) I saw a couple shows and it was a really good time. I went to Flogging Molly and I have to say it was a lot better then I thought it would be. I think I scared the crap out of Marci though… Sorry again about that… Friday night as always was girls’ night and as always, it was the highlight of my week. I mean really, nothing gets better than action figures, plastic teeth and crown burger. Wellp… seeing how I am in class I should probably pay attention…
Have a good’un