<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:02:52.850-08:00</updated><category term='Hilarie Laukat'/><category term='i can haz internetz'/><category term='another commitment to further blogging'/><category term='&quot;moderation in all [baked goods]&quot;'/><category term='irony'/><category term='diary?'/><category term='Giving in to facebookery'/><category term='Lots o&apos; overtime'/><category term='blizzards'/><category term='dieting dictocrats are the devil'/><category term='jealousy'/><category term='snow removal superiority (take THAT Mt. 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Although you can't feign spirituality or sincere goodness, you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; just do it anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Kombucha is tasty. Topeka, er, Google it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-6224239133153123892?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6224239133153123892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=6224239133153123892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/6224239133153123892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/6224239133153123892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-cant-be-right-all-time.html' title='You can&apos;t be right all the time'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-8176526542313106856</id><published>2010-02-23T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:40:29.938-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minimizing mayonnaise content'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the calm before the storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another commitment to further blogging'/><title type='text'>Return to Roots</title><content type='html'>Howdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately about my priorities, and it's been a productive and enjoyable exercise to sort through the time-consuming aspects of my life and try to pick out the best ones. Part of my conclusion has been that I need to blog more. You're welcome, readers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, as part of this I'm going to try to keep more with the theme of the blog, therefore I share with you all the following: I'm eating a tuna and hummus (red pepper) sandwich, and it's amazing. Totally not what I expected. So y'all can expect to see this thing popping up in sandwich shops around town, though I hope they'll give me some royalties for the ideas. Pita Pit and I are about to become good friends. And believe me, you're gonna want some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tchauzinho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-8176526542313106856?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/8176526542313106856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=8176526542313106856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/8176526542313106856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/8176526542313106856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2010/02/return-to-roots.html' title='Return to Roots'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-6471315333650669765</id><published>2010-01-17T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:19:10.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear of free radicals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dieting dictocrats are the devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please no more polyunsatured'/><title type='text'>Ready to Have Your Mind Blown Apart?</title><content type='html'>Howdy folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been awhile, but I was shown something so outrageously interesting to me that I can't help but sharing. Props to my brother Robbie and his wife Tamra for sending me these links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.westonaprice.org/The-Skinny-on-Fats.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.the-zone-diet-plan.com/zone-diet-science.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As near as I can tell, these are as good as it gets when it comes to real information regarding the misinformation common in our Western culture regarding diets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, those articles are about FATS and all their glory. Long story short: there's a myth about lipids, and they're not what's causing obesity. There's a lot more than that, if you're willing to read it all. I, for one, feel a big change coming in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-6471315333650669765?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6471315333650669765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=6471315333650669765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/6471315333650669765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/6471315333650669765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2010/01/ready-to-have-your-mind-blown-apart.html' title='Ready to Have Your Mind Blown Apart?'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-5744030535725066112</id><published>2009-11-26T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:30:47.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random japanese food cravings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aha moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yet more reasons to do what the Lord tells us to'/><title type='text'>Science and Religious Practice</title><content type='html'>I know that there is a danger in wanting to "prove" a belief to be right based on an unrelated and (what ultimately amounts to an) anecdotal scientific study, but I found the link here to be pretty fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gizmag.com/dietary-restriction-aging-and-disease/13436/"&gt;This article&lt;/a&gt; basically shows how "not eating is good for you." In other words, fasting is as good for your body as it is your spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always knew there were benefits, but here they are, confirmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-5744030535725066112?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5744030535725066112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=5744030535725066112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/5744030535725066112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/5744030535725066112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/11/science-and-religious-practice.html' title='Science and Religious Practice'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-938825686755963939</id><published>2009-09-10T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:43:18.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff you wouldn&apos;t expect me to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasted money on other products'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean showers are something everyone deserves'/><title type='text'>I found it!!</title><content type='html'>It's a relic of my freshman year at BYU, used to pass cleaning checks with flying colors, and boy was this stuff awesome. I didn't realize how great I had it 'til I was trying to deep clean my old apartment's shower back in April. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/Sqm4We41aNI/AAAAAAAAAms/A5JgEUFC15c/s1600-h/31DdniRQI5L._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/Sqm4We41aNI/AAAAAAAAAms/A5JgEUFC15c/s320/31DdniRQI5L._SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380033926258845906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this stuff is great. I'm not getting paid to say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.buyshowerpower.com (It's not in stores anymore. . . yet. That probably makes no sense)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-938825686755963939?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/938825686755963939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=938825686755963939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/938825686755963939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/938825686755963939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-found-it.html' title='I found it!!'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/Sqm4We41aNI/AAAAAAAAAms/A5JgEUFC15c/s72-c/31DdniRQI5L._SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-1914798657118869941</id><published>2009-08-06T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:10:54.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pure pointlessness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that I can only imgane Americans wanting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='signs the economy is booming'/><title type='text'>You know how there are some things you see and go, "I wish I woulda had one of those when. . .?"</title><content type='html'>Hello again, readership!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I´ve let you all down whilst here in the southern hemisphere by not really writing, erm, ever, but a recent development has come to my attention that I thought you should all know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pet-caskets.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Fido may now rest in peace, not in pieces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-1914798657118869941?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1914798657118869941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=1914798657118869941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/1914798657118869941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/1914798657118869941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-know-how-there-are-some-things-you.html' title='You know how there are some things you see and go, &quot;I wish I woulda had one of those when. . .?&quot;'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-4022731373270274882</id><published>2009-07-22T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:22:40.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-4022731373270274882?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4022731373270274882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=4022731373270274882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/4022731373270274882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/4022731373270274882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/07/var-gajshost-https-document.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-1176526440532851534</id><published>2009-06-14T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:44:30.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vague-ness and obscurity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possible overuse of hyphens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leaving for far-off destinations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arriving at conclusions and other places'/><title type='text'>One door closes, another one opens (I hope)</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am sitting on the couch with a warm laptop computer on my lap, reflecting on how this is my last Sunday afternoon here in the States for the next little while. In fact, it is one of the last times I'll ever get to sit on this couch under the context of this being "my" apartment, due to the fact that I'm moving out this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this is the time or place to have a "year in review" kind of thing, but I would like to say that living here in Santa Barbara #205 has been quite a trip. I've just seen what is probably the last of most of the people from this ward I've been in, and I would like to say here what I told my roommate Paul just this morning. We all know that irony seems to play a big part in all our lives, but I find it truly ironic that it's only as I'm leaving this ward, this community, this group of similarly-situation-ed people, that I'm beginning to have things that I wanted all along. For example, I didn't feel a whole lot of social outreach from the ward, or simply put, I didn't sense any Mr. Rogers-esque friendliness from just about anyone, until now. As a rule, the girls of the ward seemed to ignore me, until now. In general, "family home evening" was a consistent disappointment, until now. I could go on an on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know that perhaps a lot of this may come from what was summed up well in some song about a parking lot, "Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you got 'til it's gone?" Yes I know that I may have just changed my attitude about things and I may have just started trying harder (and I may have lost ten pounds), but NONETHELESS THINGS ARE NOT AS THEY ONCE WERE and I can't help but laugh as I realize that yes, I'm going to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, that brings up the original post title, which can basically be summed up as, "I know that things are only going to get better, but I see how they could have been improved in the past." Then again, hindsight is 20-20. Or better than that, really.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SjVSc_juDHI/AAAAAAAAAdI/T54cKTCkdJo/s1600-h/motivational_poster_irony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SjVSc_juDHI/AAAAAAAAAdI/T54cKTCkdJo/s320/motivational_poster_irony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347270790623399026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-1176526440532851534?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1176526440532851534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=1176526440532851534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/1176526440532851534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/1176526440532851534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-door-closes-another-one-opens-i.html' title='One door closes, another one opens (I hope)'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SjVSc_juDHI/AAAAAAAAAdI/T54cKTCkdJo/s72-c/motivational_poster_irony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-5128648584557306134</id><published>2009-06-10T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:05:19.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brainless college students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stolen quote-age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overuse of -age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute but ditzy coworkers'/><title type='text'>A bunch'o stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SjCQHWiLaNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qfw95n-d8Ew/s1600-h/DSC05380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SjCQHWiLaNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qfw95n-d8Ew/s320/DSC05380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345931213671196882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright y'alls, I know it's been way too long. But keep your eyeballs locked on the computer machine, because you're about to get your minds blown when I head down south, because I'm'a start updating weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, let's have some of what I like to call "brain dumpage," so you can know what's been going on a little bit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I almost got sprayed all over with Roundup (NOTE: highly toxic substance) AND almost run over by a large truck whilst atop a lawn mower (NOTE: the truck was inches from the lawn mower) today at work-- within about 30 seconds. It was epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some guys across the street are rappelling down the side of the apartment complex across the street from me right now. I don't want to watch someone die, so I'm in here typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Also at work: I got what I would call a "retro-active" raise, meaning that the money I would have earned had I gotten a raise when I should have was recently deposited into my account to the value of a hefty sum. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My roommate Chad up and moved out the other day, so now I finally have space, er, a guilt-free place for all my junk to be. Nothing has changed postiion really, it's just not in anyone's way but mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nelson (brother in law), Michael and Sarah Judson and I did an overnight backpacking trip on Lone Peak this weekend, hence the picture. It was amazing. I got to test out a lot of my gear for the first time, and it was all great. I can't imagine the trip having gone over better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As a result of said trip, I got sunburned for the first time in years. My nose turned red and is peeling a little right now, but you can't tell. That's what bright sun and glacial snow can do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It seems to be more believable to my brain that I'm actually going to Brazil next week. The feeling of it all still hasn't really sunk in, as they say, but nonetheless the truth is that I'm leaving on a jet plane, I don't know when I'll be back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think I have a good chance of passing my engineering class (ME 172), provided my TA stays true to his word about not coming to class. He got swine flu. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lest you think otherwise, single, eligible females continue to make little to no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lest I leave this tab open forever (like so many others), I'm going to post this as is. Hope you enjoyed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-5128648584557306134?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5128648584557306134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=5128648584557306134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/5128648584557306134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/5128648584557306134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/06/buncho-stuffs.html' title='A bunch&apos;o stuffs'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SjCQHWiLaNI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qfw95n-d8Ew/s72-c/DSC05380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-7273473280381324974</id><published>2009-04-12T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:06:08.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I could do that&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Semi-awkward ex encounters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keyboards you can&apos;t feel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings of &quot;hey'/><title type='text'>No reason</title><content type='html'>That I know of, I have no real reason to write, or at least I don't really have much to write about. But why not, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I made up my mind today that I'm for sure going to stay here at BYU during spring term. Should be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I went to a  concert last night, and it really made me want to start playing the trombone again. I'm going to audition for the symphonic band in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I went to a reunion of sorts last night for my freshman ward. Not too awkward, but those kinds of things always seem destined to fail for some reason. I really respect people  that know how to organize events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Brazil looms nearer by the day. There's a lot to work out still, but it's looking to be pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) you may not have had any reason to think this, but I'm on my iPod right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-7273473280381324974?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7273473280381324974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=7273473280381324974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/7273473280381324974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/7273473280381324974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-reason.html' title='No reason'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-4208252749050659642</id><published>2009-03-13T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:02:33.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$</title><content type='html'>I just bought my (last) jacket. It's a Backcountry.com Shift Softshell jacket, and I got it from Steepandcheap.com, which means it was amongst the sweetest of deals, at $71.62, compared to $198.95 regularly. I'm quite sure it'll complement my growing gear collection quite nicely, plus it's a hot color of white/gray. . . Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to write a check today for $500.00 for the second installment of my Study Abroad program to Brazil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll likely purchase my plane tickets for said program this week, somewhere in the neighborhood of I'm guessing $900 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is pay day, and I likely got something like $250.00 this pay check (is that proper to tell people what you earn? I guess it doesn't matter if you earn less than them, right? To anyone earning less than $7.30 an hour, I'm sorry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't really seem to add up, does it? Luckily it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm. . . I feel like I kind of wrote myself into a corner here, because there really is an explanation, but I'd feel so terrible if I were to say something to the effect of, "Pay your tithing, and maybe you'll be as blessed as I am!" Nope. Won't say that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-4208252749050659642?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4208252749050659642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=4208252749050659642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/4208252749050659642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/4208252749050659642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_13.html' title='$'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-7753151191069402824</id><published>2009-03-05T09:58:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:09:59.806-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bleeding ears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweating at a resting heart rate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more venting'/><title type='text'>Too Good to Pass Up?</title><content type='html'>Yeah. . . Without getting into too many details (like names), I feel a sense of civic duty to inform my loyal readers of current goings-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It's nearing 80 degrees Fahrenheit in my apartment. It's about 35 degrees Fahrenheit outside. This is not an accident. All of us but one are suffering. I'm on the verge of breaking a sweat, and it's making me feel sick. That's right-- one of us "roomies" has an internal heat regulating problem, is in reality sick, and doesn't seem to notice/care about our complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Said roommate is listening to a charming mix of SHOW TUNES AND CHRISTMAS MUSIC. LOUDLY. AND SINGING ALONG. I AM NOT KIDDING. The Little Mermaid was great when I was 5, but it's getting old. Oh, and think that's bad? Ever heard of a charming little tune called "Christmas Shoes?" I didn't have the words or courage to tell him to turn it off. (Please notice the date of this posting.) Oh, here's a country song. Joy. It's getting close to the time where noise-canceling headphones are about to become a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hope you can feel my pain. I think it's therapeutic to write about this kind of thing, even if it sounds like I'm a whiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you all like the new "decorations" on the blog? I can't really say anything about them, or I'll get in trouble. But I hope you enjoy them. Kind of statement makers, don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-7753151191069402824?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7753151191069402824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=7753151191069402824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/7753151191069402824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/7753151191069402824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-good-to-pass-up.html' title='Too Good to Pass Up?'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-1100118916052502199</id><published>2009-03-05T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:58:44.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-1100118916052502199?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1100118916052502199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=1100118916052502199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/1100118916052502199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/1100118916052502199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-9174135340858969048</id><published>2009-02-28T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:47:08.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pwning blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coding like a h4x0r'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all ur uselss info belong to uz'/><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>Just checking something out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;Sweet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-9174135340858969048?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/9174135340858969048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=9174135340858969048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/9174135340858969048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/9174135340858969048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/02/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-2286524412903422576</id><published>2009-02-25T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:08:18.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i can haz internetz'/><title type='text'>A quick post</title><content type='html'>Hey y'alls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check outs o' the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fatfingers.com/Default.aspx-- Finds misspelled items on eBay (The ones no one bids on, 'cause they can't find 'em!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thistothat.com/-- Want to know the best stuff to use to glue something (anything)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.megaswf.com/view/ae5be0fc5f3cc7b1ca122edffe6489b1.html-- If you hate the band Nickelback (please say yes), then you'll feel even better about not liking them! Formulaic pop-rock never hurt anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for now. Keep a sharp eye out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-2286524412903422576?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2286524412903422576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=2286524412903422576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/2286524412903422576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/2286524412903422576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-post.html' title='A quick post'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-939680078131923972</id><published>2009-02-19T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:47:54.024-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;moderation in all [baked goods]&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making the best of the internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving in to facebookery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inability to drink more but wanting to'/><title type='text'>You gotta be good if you want the goods</title><content type='html'>So by now you've probably all read my Facebook "25 random things about you" note. If not, you may as well go read it, because it's worth about 3 blog posts &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least.&lt;/span&gt; The part about liking to buy things on the internet is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to the main topic of today's post, which is, "if you want to get the goods, you have to be good." What this means is, if you're going to try to get steals of deals on the internet, you've got to be quick. I don't have my debit card number memorized--which is fine with me-- but sometimes the goods get sold out quicker than I can put down my info. (I've just taken steps to remedy this.) Yeah, it's frustrating, but do you really get mad at not being able to spend more money? "Oh darn, my wallet is just so fat and I try and I try but I can just never get rid of it all. . ." See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I discovered today that going from water to Gatorade after a workout is fine, but vice-versa is not. And believe me, it gets really nappy when you try to drink water from the bottle you were just drinking Gatorade from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION RESOLUTION BREAKERS: the Provo Bakery is just what you didn't need. It's one of those place is that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; good, you can't call it heavenly. Catch my drift&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-939680078131923972?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/939680078131923972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=939680078131923972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/939680078131923972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/939680078131923972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-gotta-be-good-if-you-want-goods.html' title='You gotta be good if you want the goods'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-1795198184832058606</id><published>2009-02-15T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:35:32.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lots o&apos; overtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blizzards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>This is what they meant. . .</title><content type='html'>You're probably all wondering, "when you said that you would be posting grainy cellphone pictures, did you actually mean that you'd be putting something on your blog other than text?" Wonder no longer folks. "The Stalker," that bicycle I saw that one time, will no longer be the only picture. (Side note: I actually saw that bike again, I kid you not. Or maybe it was a fellow Stalker. Sadly, the situation did not allow for more picture taking opportunities.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it comes, the self titled album about snow removal: "This is what they meant. . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZihsK5HxtI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/QPZig1wur-U/s1600-h/0210090950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZihsK5HxtI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/QPZig1wur-U/s320/0210090950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303166341439014610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another snowy, yet beautiful day. The shot doesn't do justice to how cool this looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZiiACRk5KI/AAAAAAAAAcY/thEofQ9-BFY/s1600-h/0214091603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZiiACRk5KI/AAAAAAAAAcY/thEofQ9-BFY/s320/0214091603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303166682723050658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, look at the cute little work truck. Actually, check out the sunlight on rock canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZiiZra_3eI/AAAAAAAAAcg/APXQRxHLB9U/s1600-h/0214091556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZiiZra_3eI/AAAAAAAAAcg/APXQRxHLB9U/s320/0214091556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303167123265150434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be hard to tell, but this one is of massive amounts of snow falling perpendicular to a *very* blue sky. (If you click on it you can see it better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZii92MglTI/AAAAAAAAAco/GK6xyH1bQq8/s1600-h/0214091549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZii92MglTI/AAAAAAAAAco/GK6xyH1bQq8/s320/0214091549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303167744632460594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's, uh, me. You can't tell, but only one of my eyes were open because it was so bright. "Squinty" is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I'm pretty positive that I'm going to need a cellphone with a better camera in it. To be honest, as a principle I'm not a huge fan of cellphone cameras, but the truth is that sometimes it's better to have a grainy, low-quality picture than non at all. That said, why not go with a somewhat decent quality photo? It occurs to me that I could swap my iPod touch for an iPhone, but then I wouldn't be on a family plan. . . Hmm. . . More on that later, perhaps. iPhones rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. If you take the "B" out of "blizzard," you get "lizzard." Which. . .is like "lizard," but spelled wrong. I thought that was cool. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS. Sorry about the spacing, the html and the formatting don't really get along. Plus it looked fine in the preview. Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-1795198184832058606?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1795198184832058606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=1795198184832058606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/1795198184832058606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/1795198184832058606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-what-they-meant.html' title='This is what they meant. . .'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SZihsK5HxtI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/QPZig1wur-U/s72-c/0210090950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-2128699204207374353</id><published>2009-02-10T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:57:55.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary?'/><title type='text'>Fancy tickling</title><content type='html'>Well, not too much exciting going on. Example: Seasonal Affective Disorder (self-diagnosis) is not exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some exciting things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Follow up date(s) after getting set up by friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-New music, and an iPod to appreciate it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Seeing Lee Cummard and LaMont Morgan Jr. at Legends Grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there's always tons going on, but this isn't a journal, right? I mean, I want people to be able to read this stuff and not have to feel like they're slogging through it. Point: "Dear Blog. I shoveled snow again today. I always feel like the missionaries are making fun of me and my layered clothing as they walk by. None of the patrons are even grateful. The snowblower is really heavy and hard to handle and it gave me a blister that hurts way bad. My boss won't let me drive the tractor even though I totally know how, and I'm soooo jealous of Zach. . ." etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so here's some cool stuff for y'all to check out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://slickdeals.net/ -- for all that stuff you probably don't need, but at really good deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kadoo.com/ -- create a free account to get 10 GB of storage, plus your stuff becomes sharable with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://yourfonts.com -- creates (for free) a font out of your own handwriting. I haven't tried it out yet, but I want to, it looks amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://letmebook.com/ -- some guy will actually find the best deal on a flight for you, you just email him with the deets and he gets back to you. Also untested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. . . só.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-2128699204207374353?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2128699204207374353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=2128699204207374353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/2128699204207374353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/2128699204207374353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/02/fancy-tickling.html' title='Fancy tickling'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-8625184198448845237</id><published>2009-01-29T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:48:06.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all the stuff you wish you knew where to find but can&apos;t'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealousy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geeky coolness'/><title type='text'>An Idea</title><content type='html'>Are you ready for my idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a knack for stumbling upon cool/interesting websites (and I don't even use the Firefox add-on! Aren't you jealous?), so I'm going to start giving doses of them here. Many are found through other places that, er, do the same thing, but I figure my readers would enjoy more of the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A taste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.savethewords.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-8625184198448845237?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/8625184198448845237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=8625184198448845237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/8625184198448845237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/8625184198448845237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/01/idea.html' title='An Idea'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-5669836904245484216</id><published>2009-01-18T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:17:02.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good friends/angels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern prophets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>The Deep Breath Has Been Taken</title><content type='html'>Yup, that last post was pretty saturated with negativity, but it felt like it needed to be done. It's scary how much emotion it evokes just reading that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I feel much better. God is looking out for me, and He's truly putting me where He wants me to be. The Lord recognizes what troubles me, and He's shown me a way out. My Heavenly Father put me where I needed to be, with the people I needed to be with, in order to hear what I needed to hear, so that I could make it past what seemed before like an insurmountable obstacle. It's called a "tender mercy," when that happens. Also, it confirms the presence of angels, on this side of the veil and the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm going to say about it now, but if you want to read some of what inspired me today, go check out Ezra Taft Benson, “The Great Commandment—Love the Lord,” Ensign, May 1988, 4, on lds.org.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-5669836904245484216?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5669836904245484216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=5669836904245484216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/5669836904245484216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/5669836904245484216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/01/deep-breath-has-been-taken.html' title='The Deep Breath Has Been Taken'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-823616102350757900</id><published>2009-01-13T22:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:18:40.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complete inability to comprehend certain people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pent up emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longing for a better life (whatever that means)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The effects of procrastination on the brain'/><title type='text'>Oh wait, I don't remember if I asked you. . .</title><content type='html'>Ok y'all, time for a little gripey-gripe. I'm not in the best mood right now, so I'll apologize in advance. I don't really care if this offends, because I'm pretty sure I have a readership of like. . . 4 people. (To you four: you guys are champs! Don't give up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why do people constantly think I'm cold? Do I look cold? Is it my "rosy" cheeks? Is it my old jackets? Look folks, I can probably count on one hand the number of times I've actually been cold to the point of misery, and I cannot for the life of me figure out why you people make such a big deal about my personal comfort on this issue when you seem to not care at all about other stuff that really matters. Case in point: I have yet to do snow removal at the temple without being asked by a (female) coworker if I'm cold. NO. Today at work we were raking pine needles (the snow melted off of them), and a temple patron stopped, stared, and commented, "You don't have any gloves!" ("That's astounding! On your first try!") He then proceeded to ask &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if I wanted his. Leather. Dress gloves.&lt;/span&gt; ANOTHER RESOUNDING NO. The answer is always, and will always be, no. I'm a human furnace, and if my heart rate is anything over resting, I'll probably be sweating to boot. (PS. IF ANY OF MY ROOMMATES ARE READING THIS, YOU HAVE A SERIOUS INTERNAL TEMPERATURE PROBLEM, ONE THAT SHOULD BE ADDRESSED BY A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL. NO ONE IN THEIR RIGHT MIND LEAVES THE THERMOSTAT AT 75ºF IN THE WINTER, SPRING, SUMMER, AUTUMN, OR ANY TIME IN BETWEEN.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-College. Man, do I hate college. Nothing like a little hoop jumping to get you down, eh? It's not all bad, of course, but it just seems so impossible to not have to go through *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem&lt;/span&gt;* hell if you want to get a certificate saying you're qualified to do stuff. One of my all time favorite quotes has got to be, "don't let school get in the way of your education." Why does institutionalized learning have to *ahem* suck so bad? It's so dang expensive, it's so dang hard, it's so dang impersonal, and it's so dang. . . NOT what I want to be doing right now. "Sacrifice brings forth the blessings of Heaven," but being a student seems to bring out the worst in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm sorry if this one offends you, but it's really just personal preference: I do not like embedded players in blogs. Believe me, if I'm on the internet, I'm on my computer; if I'm on my computer, I'm listening to music, and the (bleeping) music players are always set to play automatically, so they always try to override my sweet tunes, and that proves irksome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My cell phone. To think that people get paid to design these things. . . Does a human being test them before they get sold? Do they conceive of real people using them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I would never stoop so low as to stereotype all members of the non-married and eligible female population, but I'm'a say this: THE WAY GIRLS REACT AND REASON AND VIEW LIFE AND EXPECT OTHERS TO ACT  are all so ILLOGICAL . . . and I know a lot of really bad drivers who just so happen to be girls as well. Something tells me this is not a coincidence. Say what you will about this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You know how people say they wish they could quit their day jobs? Sometimes I wish I could work full time. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There's too much of what I'd rather be doing. Am I just building up a legacy of regrets? Does everyone feel as strongly as I do about these things? Am I a habitual whiner and pessimist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it. I still have two days to decide if I'm going to drop all my classes. Any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-823616102350757900?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/823616102350757900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=823616102350757900' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/823616102350757900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/823616102350757900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-wait-i-dont-remember-if-i-asked-you.html' title='Oh wait, I don&apos;t remember if I asked you. . .'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-733021373121347272</id><published>2009-01-02T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:31:35.573-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting off awesome-ly in the new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow removal superiority (take THAT Mt. Timpanogos)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mixed emotions'/><title type='text'>The First Congratulatory Blog Post</title><content type='html'>That's right y'all, my best friend, best man, "best mate" for those in the U.K./Australia/South Africa/New Zealand, BFF, and several other titles is now MARRIED. For those who know, this is a BIG COMMITTMENT, ONE THAT WILL LAST FOR A LONG TIME. (*If you or anyone you know is interested in how your family can last forever, please email me at unicyclist (at) gmail (dot) com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jonathan Ware got married to Andrea Westover this morning, and I couldn't be happier about it. Here's a picture of those snazzy kids, likely the first one to make it to the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SV5psFgl1wI/AAAAAAAAAcI/CISJAzXQ5NM/s1600-h/0102090909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SV5psFgl1wI/AAAAAAAAAcI/CISJAzXQ5NM/s320/0102090909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286779218693576450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'n'at nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, while there is always some friendly competition that exists amongst us men, I really *really* don't want to hear anything about being "in the hole," "on deck," "next in line," or any sort of references, sports based or not, about me needing to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention readers: if you're not reading the labels under the posts, you're missing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-733021373121347272?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/733021373121347272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=733021373121347272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/733021373121347272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/733021373121347272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-congratulatory-blog-post.html' title='The First Congratulatory Blog Post'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SV5psFgl1wI/AAAAAAAAAcI/CISJAzXQ5NM/s72-c/0102090909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-6705066653109476650</id><published>2008-12-20T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T07:21:16.675-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parts of the temple you&apos;ve never seen before'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love for inanimate objects'/><title type='text'>Pot roast, Powerbar sports drink, and iPodding, Or, I can't seem to figure out how to enter text into the area below, so I'll just make this part long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-6705066653109476650?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6705066653109476650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=6705066653109476650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/6705066653109476650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/6705066653109476650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2008/12/pot-roast-powerbar-sports-drink-and.html' title='Pot roast, Powerbar sports drink, and iPodding, Or, I can&apos;t seem to figure out how to enter text into the area below, so I&apos;ll just make this part long'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-8064226123672915690</id><published>2008-12-16T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:22:23.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilarity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-sensical beginning to posts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughing like you would not believe'/><title type='text'>I'm doing this because. . . I need to.</title><content type='html'>This is neither the time nor place to describe its origins, meanings, or true comedic genius, but I wish for all of you, dear readers, to consider the meaning of life. After doing so, think about what the internet means to you, then think about something that makes you smile, like chocolate or snow falling (*this doesn't always make everyone smile, especially people that have to shovel snow in the wee hours of the morning.  This will be discussed in depth another time. Parenthetical "PS": the possibility of getting paid overtime as a part-time employ does have a much higher likelihood of making me smile.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All done? now take a gander:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SUh8lk-f7FI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GyKZkhkJy_w/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SUh8lk-f7FI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GyKZkhkJy_w/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280607548114725970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SUh8Q0wtq-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/XX2TWsXUcps/s1600-h/LolCatRenderer2aspxtopbottomcathave.b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SUh8Q0wtq-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/XX2TWsXUcps/s320/LolCatRenderer2aspxtopbottomcathave.b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280607191574621154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SUh84xbO1xI/AAAAAAAAAcA/jXBo38iHP7g/s1600-h/this+stuff+is+like+the+essence+of+life.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SUh84xbO1xI/AAAAAAAAAcA/jXBo38iHP7g/s320/this+stuff+is+like+the+essence+of+life.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280607877873981202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is correct, these are LOLCATZ. If these make you in smile, snigger, grin, laugh, chortle, guffaw, cry or shake your head, please please PLEASE go to lolcatz.net. And if you're looking for even more internet fun, see failblog.org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS If any of the words in this post didn't really make sense, or if you're looking for greater meaning to things you hear but don't understand, try looking 'em up at urbandictionary.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-8064226123672915690?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/8064226123672915690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=8064226123672915690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/8064226123672915690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/8064226123672915690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-doing-this-because-i-need-to.html' title='I&apos;m doing this because. . . I need to.'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SUh8lk-f7FI/AAAAAAAAAb4/GyKZkhkJy_w/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-4299950183386297780</id><published>2008-12-10T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:30:44.769-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pheasants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Listerine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brazil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarie Laukat'/><title type='text'>Fala sério, a vida realmente é boa</title><content type='html'>Ok, in case you didn't understand the title line, basically I'm feeling pretty good right now. I'm sure this feeling will be even more amplified this time next week after all of finals are over. Today I finally (I cannot put enough stress on the word "finally" there) got done with my advertising (Comms 230) class' campaign. We presented today, and I feel as though a stone's been taken out of my fairly full backpack. It was a good experience and all, I learned a lot, bladdy blah, but MAN does it feel good to be done. I don't think I'll ever be able to bring myself to buy a bottle of Listerine. How's that for irony? Seriously though, it was a positive experience overall. Also, I found out today that I just got 12 credits of "A" and 4 of "A minus," all for taking a simple, albeit poorly written, Portuguese test! Neat huh? My GPA really needed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty of other things to do yet today, some of which are calling for my immediate attention, but lemme give a feel good list real quick, aka "What's up":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went pheasant hunting last weekend with my brother James, two uncles, two, cousins, and a cousin's friend. It was, in a word, Awesome. Not the kind of "awesome" that you hear everyone using regularly, the kind of "awesome" that is referred to in Kung Fu Panda. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I find myself spending a lot of time with a certain young lady. And that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As of today, I've decided to do a Study Abroad in Brazil next summer. "But," you may ask, "didn't you serve a mission in Brazil? Wouldn't you prefer to get to see some other place?" Well, dear reader, you're right! I did serve in Brazil! But guess what? 1) I didn't get to see a whole lot of it outside my specificly assigned areas for proselytizing/working, 2) I plan on minoring in Portuguese, and this will put me a lot closer to that, and 3) Frankly, why not? Wouldn't you like to go if you could? Aren't you secretly jealous? Are you openly jealous? It's going to be awesome, I can afford it, and this could be my only chance to return to Brazil in this life. Pretty excited. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have to work for most of Christmas break, but I'm still not going to be in school, so I'm sure it shouldn't be too bad. I'm secretly excited about snow removal. It'll be kind of like a party, only you're not invited. Sorry, but you could probably come watch. Or bring me some hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who'da thunk an ipod touch could be so much fun? Shout out to Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was totally on to the virus that got around BYU, infecting USB thumb drives. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; it was a virus when I saw that thing. Sometimes it feels good to be right. Oh, I got rid of it too. That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, that felt good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-4299950183386297780?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4299950183386297780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=4299950183386297780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/4299950183386297780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/4299950183386297780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2008/12/fala-srio-vida-realmente-boa.html' title='Fala sério, a vida realmente é boa'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-2122718896031254818</id><published>2008-11-17T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:02:57.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cliche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distraction'/><title type='text'>Another Ode</title><content type='html'>Not to offend you, dear reader, but I'm really sweaty right now. And I couldn't be happier about it. I've recently discovered something that I get increasingly passionate about, and that something is running. I just ran approximately 4.15 miles-- hence the sweat-- and I feel great. I mean, seriously. There is so much cliché when it comes to running, ("no pain no gain,"), but A)  I'm not in pain, and B) I still seem to have gained a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a goal to run a half marathon in January, and it looks like I still have quite a ways to go to be ready for that, but it's just part of my bigger goal to run a full marathon next October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd really get into running, but what with my slowly expanding collection of running gear, I realize that I'm taking it pretty seriously, and seriously loving it. Expect to hear more about this. . . I'm too distracted/busy to write more right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-2122718896031254818?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2122718896031254818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=2122718896031254818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/2122718896031254818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/2122718896031254818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-ode.html' title='Another Ode'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-7597341832213763755</id><published>2008-11-14T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:00:25.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tootsie Pops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Bikes with Creepy Names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starving College Student'/><title type='text'>Zounds! Exciting News!</title><content type='html'>Well loyal readers, it's a lovely Friday afternoon (it really is), and there's big news from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today at work we helped the Wymount crew (with over a thousand trees in your area, who WOULDN'T need help during the fall?), and amongst the leaves I found two wrappers--Tootsie Pop wrappers-- and BOTH of them had stars. Cool, huh? The sad part of this story is that also today I found a reliable source that shows that the "free-sucker-for-a-star-on-a-wrapper" thing is all a myth. In fact, I'd say it's probably the one the longest-running urban legends I've ever heard of, having been tossed around since about the 1930's.  But c'mon, you know you like it when you find those stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Also at work, I happened to look over and see this sweet bike on the rack. Yes I wish my bike was called this. Oh wait, actually I probably just want a bike.  Preferably a Huffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SR3iHGKgkXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/i0JcgtXbWlA/s1600-h/1114081154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SR3iHGKgkXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/i0JcgtXbWlA/s320/1114081154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268615750635000178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I haven't been grocery shopping for a *while*. While I must admit that there are a number of notable downsides to this, I'm now at the point where I can't just eat what's easiest or most obvious, I have to be creative to use the stuff I have. Like just now, I found this old, mega-intense-super pancake mix with things like cornmeal, ground oats, flour, etc. etc. It turned out to be amazing. So in the end, I'm finding two things: 1) I don't think I should be this excited about reinforcement for negative behaviors (I could really use some fruit in my fridge. . .) 2) Cooking really is fun, it's not as hard/time consuming as it seems, and against all odds, I'm actually pretty good at making stuff when I put my mind to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I love the 100 Hour Board, and read it daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I yelled myself hoarse cheering at the BYU Women's soccer game last night, but luckily I tend to have a pretty good recovery rate, so I should be able to cheer pretty loudly at the Men's basketball game tonight. (Who'da thunk it would be so fun to yell, "you got swatted!"?) Oh, and I really really want to win some free Nike shoes. I submitted four designs to the NikeID promotion/contest, and they're all pretty "sick" and/or "ballin.'" So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For those who don't know (anyone but Julie and Nelson?), I've been getting rather into running recently. I've been running about 10 miles or so a week, and as I work my way up to doing 20, I've come to realize a number of things. 1) I want to do a half-marathon, and Nelson says there's one in January. 2 )I want to do a full marathon, I'm planning on St. George next October. 3) I bought some sweet Brooks running shoes at Runner's Corner in Orem recently, which have effectively served to fuel my growing passion for the sport 4) It's been such lovely weather recently, and I sweat a ton anyway, so the climate has been treating me well. Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At this point I feel like I'd be really having to push myself to find anything to write about, and since I've only got one subscriber so far (props to Carrie!!), I think I'll stop for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: future topics: Brazil-- summer/winter 2009?, somebody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-7597341832213763755?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7597341832213763755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=7597341832213763755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/7597341832213763755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/7597341832213763755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2008/11/zounds-exciting-news.html' title='Zounds! Exciting News!'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5sPK4I-8M8/SR3iHGKgkXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/i0JcgtXbWlA/s72-c/1114081154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-6161139332162609872</id><published>2008-11-11T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:24:10.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode</title><content type='html'>Right, so as readership continues at it's all-time high, I thought I'd make a little toast to my latest best friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know. I've got it bad. On the bright side, I've noticed my vocabulary in conversation become so much more interesting and flavorful recently, which I attribute to all the reading I've been doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-6161139332162609872?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6161139332162609872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=6161139332162609872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/6161139332162609872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/6161139332162609872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2008/11/ode.html' title='An Ode'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555752084408793771.post-5253365724364811356</id><published>2008-11-10T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:34:35.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambiguity'/><title type='text'>And so it begins</title><content type='html'>I never really considered what it was that would motivate someone to create a blog, until I suddenly felt motivated. Ironic, huh? Sort of an out-of-the-blue kind of thing, but the fact of the matter is that I just have so many blooming things going on, and many of those things actually deserve to be shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we expect on WantedNotExpected? Basically just a place to dump my often over-full brain out upon cyberspace.  Rants. Raves. Ambiguity. Reality. Vague references to things. Grainy cell-phone pics. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the blog? It's everything you wanted but nothing you expected, just like life should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555752084408793771-5253365724364811356?l=wantednotexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5253365724364811356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555752084408793771&amp;postID=5253365724364811356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/5253365724364811356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555752084408793771/posts/default/5253365724364811356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantednotexpected.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins'/><author><name>Jonathan Davis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06747078513934581893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
