A Promise is a Promise

Brett: Tyler, I owe you $100. I will give it to you this Friday.

The New Honor Code

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Emily: "It's fine if we live together, as long as we're not sleeping together."

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Monica Has a Problem

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Murph: "Monica is a creeper. Do I hear affirmatives?"

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twenty more minutes

in anthropology.

Monica and Emily

anthropology

sitting in anthropology.

Man's Search for Happiness and the Cogitations it Requires

What follows is a description of the rare sparks of electricity that fire between the neurons of men when they are pondering their dating options for the weekend. These belong to Mike, Brett, and Bryant. But we're not going to tell you whose is whose. You'll just have to wonder...


MONDAY
Somebody casually mentions the possibility of a date this weekend and suggests a double/group. I spontaneously agree, but give it little thought.
A roommate mentions the possibility of a date this weekend. I give a non-committal response and forget about it within 10 minutes.
Should I go on a date this weekend?
Oh hey there homework, let's have some fun!

TUESDAY
I see the person who suggested the group date and it reminds me of it. I start thinking of who to ask. Nothing else happens.
Still don't remember the date possibility. What's for dinner?
I have some free time Friday evening. That sounds like a great time for a date.
Oh goody, more homework! My favorite!

WEDNESDAY
The looming date has started to seep into the back of my mind. I'm starting to decide if it's going to be a "for fun" date, or the high rolling, high intensity, finally-ask-out-the-girl-I've-been-wanting-to-ask-out-for-about-a-month date. Because if its the second one then it needs to be GOOD. All Caps. Hmmmmm. I'll figure that out later.
Person reminds me of date possibility. I say I will probably go, although I'm still non-committal. I promptly forget again.
Hey, I should probably figure what I'm going to do this weekend, shouldn't I? I'll go talk to the guys.
That's a good idea. I should probably find a girl to ask.
Do I want to take this girl that I'm really interested in? Or is this just a fun date? Let's do a fun date this weekend.
RockBand looks like fun!

THURSDAY
Okay, so the date is tomorrow. I should probably ask someone right? At three times during the day I say to myself, "I really need to figure out who I am going to ask on this date! I would do it right now, but I'm in Physics/roller blading/its too early/playing sports/eating a peanut butter sandwich/don't have cell service/break dancing/writing poetry." This gets nothing done. I get home late from school after doing homework and now I'm sincerely worried about this date. Soooooo, I pull up the ward menu directory. This is either going to confirm to me that the girl I secretly wanted to take is the one I should take, or I am going to remember the cute girl on Sunday who gave the good lesson/talk/comment in class/smile and wink and decide to take her. Either way I am going to figure out who to take. This has cost some considerable mental energy and strength and so I think that it was good enough for the day. I might call or go over to her apartment tonight, but probably not. I have all day tomorrow anyway!
I remember the date on my own, feel proud of myself for remembering, and forget again. RockBand anyone?
So who am I taking out tomorrow? Let's check out the ward menu directory.
I think I'll take this girl. That should be fun! We'll have a great time. Should I call her?
I'm hungry. Time for dinner.

FRIDAY

After waking up in the morning the dread hits. What if she says no? Could I find another date in time? I could call her, but what if she answers? I pick up the phone and dial. Here is what may happen: "Hello? Hey, this is _____. How are you? (This is almost always fumbled because I want to get to the actual point of the conversation as soon as I can. The 'How are you' is always rushed for this reason, and I would have no idea what to say if the answer was anything but 'good.' Good thing that never happens) Good, how are you? (Okay, ball is back in my court and I can bring it on home!) Good. (k, past that) What are you doing tonight?   OR   Do you want to go to ___ with me tonight? (Now the heart is pounding. If she says yes is it because she is being nice and doesn't actually want to go? Or is she totally in to me? If she says no and gives an excuse is it because she really just doesn't want to go out with me? Or is she legitimately busy and would go out some other time if I asked her to?).  -  Pause...  -  Yeah that sounds like a lot of fun! (Okay good!! Now just rush through the details and get off the phone to celebrate!) Oh, awesome! We are going to meet up with (insert people's names for the group/double date here). I'll come by to get you at ____ time.  Okay, sounds good! See you then! Okay, bye!" Oh, that was brutal. But it was a success!! Now, gotta get my swag on! I dress up classy about a half hour before the date. I put some gel in my hair, spray the cologne, probably get one or two opinions on how I look from my roommates, and we're off.
I get home in the afternoon and consider the date possibilities. Choices: Stay home alone and bored, or go out and have a blast with a woman. Needless to say I usually choose the latter. Then I open the ward menu directory. I browse the pages and pages of beautiful women in the directory. I decide on someone, and ask for roommate confirmation. I can the proceed to the contact stage. I call or knock on the door. But I avoid texting at all costs, because that's just tacky even if it is ultra convenient. I ask how she is and ask if she is free tonight. Then I proceed to tell her we will be ________ and the group will be meeting at ______PM. I am about to hang up when she asks where we are meeting. Then I turn really red (thank goodness I'm on the phone and she can't see) and inform her I will pick her up and apologize for the lack of clarity. Now I can relax for a few hours before my date. Movie, food, RockBand, food, more food. 20 minutes before the date: Hmm, I should probably get ready soon. 15 minutes before: I really need to work up the willpower to get up and ready now. 10 minutes before: Get up, dressed, smelling good, and looking extraordinary (which isn't hard for me) all in time to pick up my hot date. Date time: I run out the door, and immediately run back in because I forgot a) which apartment my date lives in b) my phone or c) my wallet. Then I can proceed to pick up the girl. I knock, say hello and begin the best night of the week.
Okay the date's at 8 tonight. I should call her now.
Ring. Ring.
-Hello?
-Hey, [name], how are you?
-(The answer here is always, without exception, "good!")
-That's great! I was wondering if you're free tonight?
-(Usually) Yeah, I am.
-Awesome. Would you like to (go do something) with me?
-Sure, sounds great!
-Okay! (Explain details of date).
-Sounds like fun!
-See you tonight!
***T-minus 60 minutes to date***
What time is it? Okay, I've got half an hour until I should start getting ready.
***T-minus 30 minutes to date***
Oh hey, I should go get ready now.
Pump some jams. Brush teeth, put button-up shirt on, maybe shave.
Hey roomies, how do I look?
Darn. I could have waited a lot longer to get ready.
***T-minus 5 minutes to date***
Alright, I've been sitting here for 20 minutes. It's finally time! Let's go have some fun!

Hips Don't Lie

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Rob: "I'm warning you, my hips are lethal!"

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The Man

Murphy even says the sacrament prayer like a man!?

The most manly man I know.

Mike Ellis: "Murphy put the fear of God into me when he said the sacrament prayer."

Can I get an amen?

Obama

This is where two conversations collided.

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Monica: "But then he starts singing and dancing and he's attractive again!"

Emily: "Obama?"

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What a stud.

SportsCenter after Rob beats Brett

Speaking of Ties

I'm eating animal cookies. Well, anyways, this is me with Murph's tie. I hope you like it. Feel free to comment on this post to express your feelings. Really, tell me what you think. I gotta know. One thing about gypsies, though, they're moody.

Wintery thoughts

Bryant: I always ask myself, "Would agent Sealey Booth wear this tie?" And if the answer is no then I do not wear that tie.

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Monica: Most illegitimate children are female.

Bryant: What makes them illegitimate?

---silence---

Bryant: I mean, other than the obvious?

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After Church

Welp, we just had hall meetin. Now we're just gathered in our humble kitchen/living room. It's great when three dudes can just gather in some sort of family gathering. We're really having a great time. Murphy is eating chips. Bryant is blogging. I'm just pondering a ton. We are also listening to the national anthem. It is a good song written by someone.

Going to Church

Welp, it's just me n Murph n Mike sittin in our room waitin to go to ward choir. Just three dudes chillin. Yes, we are all in the ward choir. In fact, Mike Clawson, the choir director personally invited each of us to join the choir. Mike sings, Murph accompanies, and I turn pages along with assisting Mike with a bringing the altos in on a few rough entrances. I pretty much just help Mike in whatever way he needs me to. Mike just finished his toast and Murphy finished his cereal. It's a sign.
On a similar vein, Murphy and I traded ties today. He is wearing my light blue and tan tie and I have his red, black, and white tie. I think it looks super classy. Murphy is very attractive in that tie also. Mmmmmmm.

Pooh!

Murph: I like Winnie the Pooh
Mike: I like poo
Christopher Robbin: tut tut, it looks like rain
Winnie: Oh bother.

Crap!

Crap! We only have three followers.

Surprise!!

This is long overdue...

Bryant (to Murphy): To be fair, you did surprise attack me in the bathroom.

Murphy: Oh c'mon, you were poking me in the abs and then I followed you in the bathroom. You should have seen it coming!

My Blog

Hey guys! I'm so excited to start a new blog. I am a BYU student and I don't drink coffee. It's sooo great. I am a freshman here at BYU. This blog is going to be sooooooo fun. And I'm sooooo glad that I now have a blog. Thanks for following me by the way. Ok, so here's my take on the BYU Creamery. What a great date idea?!?!?! I know it's clishay, but still, it's good cream. Everytime I walk in I look at the doughnuts. Well, not everytime. But mostly. I think, what if doughnut was pronounced doffnuts as it is spelled? Whatevs. hahahahaha. Alas. What's up with that construction? It makes me sooooo mad. I wish the world would just live in peace. Sorry, I'm getting preachy. Peachy. Ok guys, I look forward to writing in this blog. I may not be able to write daily, so I apologize ahead of time if I post twice a day.

Welcome to the Space Jam

We got a real thing goin' on.
Come on and slam. Welcome to the jam.

Basically, we're pretty awesome (or at least we like to think we are). Funny things get said in here all the time, and we don't want the world to miss out on them. It's kind of like we're doing the public a service. Hey Murph, maybe you can get American Heritage service hours for this?

We like blogging. We like trying to be funny.

Also we like girls. But are confused by them. It's a complicated relationship, but we manage.