Don't Throw Rocks

I didn't like Juno. There, I said it. I will accept all of your contempt and derision, and then I will tell you why you are wrong.

Someday, when I have a disposable income, I am going to waste my money on leatherbound books.

It's comforting to have a plan.

A Little Bit Black Sheep, Perhaps

It is a great thing to be a skinny girl in America. I get attention for something that I happen by completely naturally (not that I don't also work hard at improving upon my genetic lot), and this being America, and the obesity rate being what it is, I'm not exactly a dime a dozen, either.

And now I'm going to spend the rest of my day hiding out in my room reading books and conducting a science experiment, because I like that far better than meaningless comments from boring strangers.

Fan Club

Apparently I have a fan club?

Which isn't so strange when you realize that in my very first Ward Council meeting, the Bishop said I was smarter and better than everyone else in the group.

Basically.

Future Plans For Law School Greatness

I think I'm going to take Business Law and rock that class so hard it won't know what happened to it.

I'm basing all of this, of course, on the half-chapter I read through last night hoping it had anything to do with the paper I was writing (it didn't).

How To Get Engaged

Brian Harris is engaged.



I want to leave that sentence to stand for itself and let the shockwaves of the news reverberate throughout the universe, but since most of you don't even know who Brian Harris is, all that will probably reverberate is a big wad of confusion and some dust bunnies of consternation (consternation bunnies, as I like to call 'em). And that doesn't reverberate so well.

So, Brian was a guy I knew many years ago at BYU. He went on a mission, came back, and twenty days later put a ring on some young thing's finger. We're a crazy people, I know. But even bigger than that is the idea that I was right, I AM right, and I will always be right. If you practiced a little methodological skepticism and pared away the universe to the bare essentials of Truth, you would find not "I think, therefore I am," but rather "Beth = right." Or, I don't know, "Liz = right," or "Elizabeth = right." (My name is clumsy and doesn't pare down so well - blame that on my parents.)

And give me a high five the next time you see me.