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This is from our camping tonight.  Stupid rain.  We'll have to try again next week maybe.

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Weird Dream

I had a dream....I was just like out of a sci-fi movie. The details are still some what hazy. I was abducted by aliens. Not just any aliens though. These aliens were shape shifters and they took on a human form. The corridors of there ship were long and white. These aliens apparently thought that the music of Barry Manilow being pumped through the ship was calming music to their abductees. Will aliens ever learn? Anyway, I knew what the aliens wanted, but how they got that information was unknown to me. The knowledge in my brain was not going to be given up that easily. I was stripped of my clothes and was made to wear this skimpy thin gown that barely came up to me knees. I thought it odd this form of torture, but it was working. With my hands attentively covering myself up, I was not able fend off their advances. I was placed onto a table with bright lights and monitors everywhere. The aliens started asking me questions. Simple questions. They wanted information on my family...on my friends. There must of been some drug pumped into the air because I readily gave up that information. That was too easy for them, and I could see the smug looks on their faces. I was not about to let them win. I would make it harder to extract more sensitive information. Possibly seeing the new determination in my face, I was forced to watch the aliens mix a large bag of white "truth serum". This serum was attached to a funny looking device a little longer and thicker than a pull and peel twizzler. I only assumed that I would be required to drink it and that the "twizzler" was the straw. I forcefully closed my mouth. My abductors just laughed. I was forced on to my side, relieve that my mouth was further away from the device...but then fear struck me. What were they going to do? Suddenly with out warning the "twizzler" was pushed into a lower cavity of my body that will remain nameless. Startled, I yelled out, "My brains are not THERE! Morons" They laughed again and replied, "We know!". Suddenly, I felt like a giant water balloon ready to explode at the slight prick of a pin. I glanced over my shoulder and saw that the bag of what I thought was truth serum was empty. What I fool I was to think that I have sensitive information that an alien race would want intelligence on. I was just their toy. I had no choice but to dance for them. And dancing they got. Large machines began photographing and manipulating my body in to positions that were just not normal. Monitors showed my insides coming to life. What was appearing in the monitors appeared to be a large black ever growing worm, twisting its way throughout my body. I felt the tingle of radiation blasting my body from all angles. I was helpless....unable to resist any more. I had accepted the fact that this alien race's sole purpose for my abduction was not to acquire my thoughts, knowledge, or memories, but was to introduce their spawn into a warm body for incubation. Apparently, aliens don't care about the flora and fauna of this earth. I was broken. The tests and procedure were done. I was told in happy, cheerful voices that I could go to the bathroom and put my clothes back on. I then had a thought. A small glimmering ray of hope entered into my brain. My body was designed to expel things it didn't need. And it DIDN'T need a gestational alien inside of me. With my much discomfort, I did what was necessary. The aliens were none the wiser. I exited the bathroom dressed and somewhat disoriented. I was escorted out of the ship. Moments later I woke up, remembering the dream so vividly as if if was reality. That usually doesn't happen to me. I cannot remember the last dream that I had. What I found extremely odd was that my lower abdomen was in quite a bit of discomfort. I was just a dream..............right?

mooooooorrrreee...........

*BEWARE*
RED NECK JOKES ENCLOSED
(not very many, but you know, it's cool..)

But BEFORE we get to that.....
today was my first Sunday going to church here in Front Royal, and.....I got a calling. yes, this would be Marquie writing. :D I'm the Seminary President. I didn't know it was actually a calling, but apparently it is. dad had to do his little schpeal (yeah, i have to idea how to spell that) about how they can't extend a calling to me without talking to him first. haha. anyways, yeah. that's it. not huge, but i'm pretty excited to make this class exciting. :D

OKAY!! JUST A COUPLE R-N JOKES!

You might be a redneck if...

...you shoot groundhogs out your bedroom window.

...you know George Washington as George Warshington. (pronounced worsh)

...you say the confederate flag represents rednecks. (don't worry, i'm pretty sure it was a joke)

and one of my personal favorites (not word for word cuz i can't remember exactly)

...if the grocery store's front entrance has a sign that says "please leave all backpacks and large bags at the front desk".


I'll try and get some more this week! :D Love ya'll!

Our first week

Mom asked about our first week awhile ago, and now that we've had ours, I'll respond to the request. We began classes on Tuesday. We spent Monday with Bryce and Michelle, helping with the house a bit and just spending time together. That was our last day of freedom. Now I don't feel the load lifting until Christmas time, so believe me, I am looking forward to Christmas.
Books were very expensive. We both have pretty full schedules. Justin has 14 credits and 20 hours of work per week. His Chinese classes this semester are extremely demanding. It is saturday night and he is at the kitchen table studying. I think the most demanding classes he has are his flagship ones. He has to have a rough draft of his final presentation by next week. I'm taking 17 credits and have 20 hours of work per week as well. It's actually not as much as it sounds. One of my 3 credit classes is a kind of paid internship. Some of the work I do for it is just class work, and some is paid. So, I have 14 regular credits, and 3 for an internship that includes paid and unpaid work. I'm TAing again this semester for a new class, and doing the internship as well. So far this week was pretty good. 3 of my classes are experiments, lucky me (one of my Soc classes was simply created by a teacher and this is the trial semester for it, one of my Soc teachers has only taught English before, and my Stats class is the biggest one they've ever offered and they're just hoping it works out). I don't really have a whole lot else, I've only had a few days of class. I like all of my classes, so that's good. Justin will have to post and tell you his take of the week.
Random things: BYU won! Our first game was a breeze, and second game we barely struck down a field goal for a one-point win. We were at grandpa and grandma's today to watch the game, and afterward family came over for hot dogs. Justin works on Saturdays, bummer! Our friends Phil and Summer moved in next door and it's really fun to have friends so close.
I have a running list of Justin Quotes that I keep pinned on the wall. Every once in awhile he'll say something that, when taken out of context, is really funny. Your Justin quote for this week is:

"I would much rather you be addicted to drugs than unhappy."

OKAY!!!

alrighty, guys, i'm not going to write it all tonight. but i think heather might really burst a bubble if i don't (or anyone for that matter), update on my life.

1. you know you are driving through a tropical storm when you can't see the car in front of you it's raining so hard. (that would be on the way to the temple (and home) this morning). It was lovely. Dad did a grand job driving. While they were in the temple, i was in the visitor's center. pretty exciting... it really wasn't that bad. it was pretty enjoyable. I watched a movie, and looked at all the pretty pictures. It was raining SO hard!!!!!!! the WHOLE time!!!! it was SO cool!

2. On the way home from the temple, we stopped at Wendy's to eat. You will never guess what I (and mom and dad, of course) saw. ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... .... .... .... .... .. . . . .. . .. . a lady escorted by 2 policemen (women, actually), and she was in shackles. yeah, guys. shackles. it was pretty weird. i decided (w/ the way she was dressed andthe way she looked)...only in Virginia. :D anyways, it was pretty surprising.

3. school's okay. i pretty much hate it, but that's the way life goes. whatev. i miss my friends. i have no piano. i have no dog. :( i live in a motel. goodness, i had to take a placement exam the other day, and they had to have my address and phone number. What the heck am I supposed to put?! ummm...i live in the motel 8....i definetaly don't know the address. it was actuially pretty funny. I had to go down to guidance and get our address. :D

4. I'm not remembering many red neck jokes right now, but i'll do a blog about those later. there was a mini update.

I've never experienced a tropical storm. but now i have. hmmmm... i thought it was pretty fun! okay, g'night!

yipppeee

Two cars successfully in the garage. Yeah for us! We are super cool and super tired. Oh how I love the productive days. WHERE ARE YOU PEOPLE?