Monday, February 16, 2009

Some Of My Friends Sell Records, Some Of My Friends Sell Drugs

It wasn't until we were driving through Snoqualmie and I saw the broken down train that sits in the middle of that small town that I began to feel like I was coming back to my roots. Only about 30 more minutes and I would be back to living in the middle of the forest. In that moment I made a promise to myself that I will make that quick drive from Redmond to Snoqualmie to hike the falls this week. Then my dad told me that about a month and a half or so ago there was some major flooding out there which ruined some houses and parts of the road. Also that they most likely closed off the trail down to the falls and wasn't sure if it was open again yet. I had already heard the trail was closed but I didn't know it was from flooding. That ruins my life completely. I will have to figure out if it's still blocked off so I can see those beautiful falls up close and personal.

When I got to my house I saw my little brother's ghetto Metro in the driveway and got excited to see him and punch him in the back, which I did. He's a big 17 year old, he can handle my weak punch. I called my oldest brother Matt and he headed over. After getting all of my belongings upstairs into my room we headed over to Kirkland to walk around the waterfront and get some dinner. Have I mentioned yet how much I love this state? Well I do. The trees, the endless number of lakes and ponds, the people (which are mostly Asian - thanks to Microsoft and Boeing), the fact that I don't have to reapply chapstick every 2 hours, basically everything. After wandering around Bellevue Square and Lincoln Square then meeting up with my brother's friends to crash their Valentine's dinner, we headed back home. My insomnia was really catching up with me by this point, so I went to bed and actually slept almost all the way through the night!

Today was your typical Sunday- wake up, hang out til church, come home, eat, hang out. It's funny I wrongfully thought I had, at least for this week, escaped the talks on marriage in Sacrament seeing as how I was at a family ward. But nope, the subject was choosing the right companion and strengthening your marriage. I'm not even kidding, when the first woman started her talk and introduced the subject my dad and step-mom both turned and looked right at me. Please, I'm like 22 leave me alone.

Now that I am away from all my friends back in Utah I am going to try my hardest to update this thing more often. I can't promise anything, but I will do my best to post more than once a month.

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