Love at the Fair

We went on a date to the fair tonight.

Tonight.

Morrow's Miracle Method, part deux

The art class I'm in is all about the human figure, and as a result I spend a lot of time Monday and Wednesday nights staring at a naked model and trying to figure out how to draw them out well -- meaning both proportionally and artistically.

Sometimes I succeed but I think mostly I fail.

The good news is, my teacher gladly announced today that we are improving:

Office Space

Yesterday when I got to work one of my supervisors told me I'd be moving offices to accommodate for the other employees about to begin work in that office. She explained a few other reasons that I mostly misunderstood or simply didn't care to understand. She informed me I'd be working next to the dean's office.

Today I was shown where I'd be working. And as I walked from my office with dim lighting, my Mac computer and comfortable office chair, I was only semi-disappointed to see the closet, or uh -- office, I'd be working in -- complete with florescent lighting, a slow Dell computer and rigid wooden chair.

Dirty Windows

On Saturday I was able to attend a special conference for the women of our church -- the General Relief Society Meeting. As women we gathered at the church and watched the broadcast from Salt Lake, where we heard from ecclesiastical leaders including the president and prophet of the LDS church, Thomas S. Monson.

President Monson began his sermon with a story about a woman who constantly judged her neighbors. As this woman looked through her windows, she was astonished as to why her neighbors would hang dirty laundry on the line to dry. After constantly pointing out the dirty laundry to her husband, she was surprised when suddenly, one day, the laundry on the line was clean. Her husband pointed out to her that he had cleaned their windows.