Provo's done a really great job

Tonight Josh and I drove around Provo for half an hour looking for a homeless person to whom we could give a burrito. Unfortunately, it's easier said than done. Either homeless people have families to go to on Sunday's, stay in one place, or Provo has just done a really great job taking care of the homeless population. Or, they've all moved to the homeless center in Salt Lake.

Either way, no homeless person was blessed with our burrito tonight. Not even the man who has been sitting on the corner of Center and Univ. Ave with the sign reading, "robbed by the highway patrol raising money". Not. Even. Him.

Happy holiday tomorrow! I hope none of you have work.

Correct me if I'm mistaken...

This is a real business letter I received at work the other day. I swear I had to re-read it at least three times to understand what the heck was going on. Turns out this hospital won't donate money to a volunteer because they only donate to "not for profit organizations", commonly known as "non-profit organizations". And ILP (the company I work for) is a non-profit organization. Actually, maybe I am wrong and the two are different? Please let me know.

P.S.
I like the last sentence. Peter must've said, "Emphasize that we donate to not for profit organizations ONLY, not anything else. Thank you now go back to financing in braille."

P.P.S
Did you notice how this letter can be personalized, right at the top? So sweet of NBNHD.

The BC

So...I lived in the BC for two semesters. The internet was spotty and slow, but it was an overall good time. Every once and awhile food or presents would arrive on our door steps with little Thank You notes from the BC staff. I think they were supposed to boost moral. One of the many life lessons my managers no doubt learned from the Oregon Trail computer game. Most the time these little food gifts worked because they were the cheapest, most unhealthy thing you could possibly buy but never would (ex. 10 pack of creme filled oatmeal cookies, peanut butter brittle with almonds, two liters of sprite). We were always happy in my apartment because there were only four of us to split 8-10 count foods, proving that food does buy love and cause a resident to overlook the crappy wireless.

Our last little love note from BC was good. Too good. I got Joshua to type it up for me when I was packing. Please enjoy.

We know you have choices. And some might even say there are many fish in the sea. So choose wisely. (no we are not talking about dating or marriage or at lease not exclusively) We would like to point our there is only one Bountiful Court and we are filling up spaces. Please choose to stay with us. We think you will look back and say that was a wise choice.

Makesyoufeelgoodwellifyou'reacat

Sooo....I was just looking up some stuff about why maybe catnip is so cool....I did just watch Catwoman (bad movie).
On Yahoo Answers I found this marvelous conversation chain.


Isn't it great that the uneducated can influence the rest of the world through the gift of the World Wide Web?

(it's great if you read the response out loud. Just try and do it in one breath. I dare you.)

I am big America girl.

Friday, everyone. I decided to celebrate with some Nerds and surfing the Web from my bed. Apparently, mail order brides have to be hot and foreign, but I found some
mail order husbands who are from the US of A! Here are a couple winners...

I think this man would be better suited for a chauffeur. He was probably on a trip to Mexico when this picture was taken.

What about this guy? He's my age, but I don't fulfill the "lot of money" requirement. Just make sure to read the last line if you're over 45 and interested in this winner.



This winner must get stabbed and shot quite often.




My personal favorite, and probably the nicest guy unfortunately doesn't speak my language. But how could you not fall in love with this poetic rambling?

I think I won't give up on finding my husband at BYU just yet.