Only Harry Potter fans need apply.

I have been pontificating as to the situation surrounding that of one Orenthal James "O. J." Simpson. I am under the impression that when the murders were committed of one Nicole Brown-Simpson and one Ronald Goldman that in fact a Horcrux was made, actually 2 of them to be specific.

In 1979, Aaren Lashone Simpson (born September 24, 1977) drowned in the family's swimming pool a month before her second birthday. That same year Simpson and first wife Marguerite were divorced. This is potentially where the first Horcrux was made. Although in 1960, he joined the Persian Warriors, a San Francisco street gang, and was incarcerated at the San Francisco Youth Guidance Center in 1962. Which he could have easily have committed murder prior to the death of his daughter. So assuming that he did not commit murder in the street gang we can subsequently assume that he has made at least three Horcrux’s.

Simpson also won the Walter Camp Award in 1967 and was a two-time All-American. He also ran in the USC sprint relay quartet that broke the world record at the NCAA track championships in Provo, Utah in June 1967. I can only assume that one of the Horcrux’s would be hidden in Walter Camp Award. I also believe that one of the Horcrux’s is being hidden in Provo, Utah. I think it is safe to say that one is in the Heisman Trophy. But now I am at a lose as to what memorbelia was being held in the Vegas hotal that OJ wanted back so bad.

It is easy to assume that one of the items now contains a Horcrux in it. Otherwise why would this individual invest so much time into going to get something only worth $100,000. Remember that Oj gets 25,000 a month in pension monies from the NFL. In the US you cannot legally consume an individuals pension or retirement funds, and Simpson has paid little of the 33.5 million he owes the Goldman family.

I think it is time that we get to the bottom of this before he who must not be names kills again. He must be stopped. Sooner or later he will take over the entire world of he is not brought down. The only way to do this is to find all of the Horcrux’s and destroy them!!!

Quotes of the Day:

I'm gonna keep the coke and the fries but I'm gonna send this burger back. And if you put any mayonnaise on it, I'm gonna come over to your house, I'll chop your legs off, set fire to your house, and watch as you drag your bloody stumps out the door.

Horcrux - The receptacle in which a Dark wizard has hidden a fragment of his soul for the purposes of attaining immortality.

Listen to me. You have to consider the possibility that God doesn't like you, he never wanted you. In all probability, He hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen...

It isn't... ?

We don't need him...

We don't... ?

Fuck damnation. Fuck redemption. We are God's unwanted children, with no special place and no special attention, and so be it.

Book seven done... Now what?

An amazing women once said to me “when a guy says to me I like you, what I hear is , here are my needs please meet them.” The reason why she told me that was because we were having a lengthy debate over why I have for so long refused to date Mormon girls.

As the discussion continued I told her that not only is that what happens with me, but they also say to me “please do not express your needs, they will only cause me to lose interest.”

This weekend.

Saturday I had been able to get an extension from a professor for an assignment that was now to be due at midnight on Saturday. At 3:00 p.m. that Saturday Sarah (last name not important) called me to see if I would give her a ride to a party taking place that evening that began at 5:30.

I agreed that I would pick her up from the metro (subway) station closest to my house and we would go from there. I told her I would like to be there around six and that I had to make a detour on the way.

At 5:00pm I called Sarah to see if she was getting at all close to my house. She had not even left her house yet. It was no less than a 1 hour metro trip from her house to mine and this meant that we would not be picking her up until 6:00. Now here is what I had planned for the schedule that night.

The plan in my head was as follows. 5-5;30 pick up sarah drop off ipod.
5:30 - 6:00 go to party number 1.
6:00 - 7:15 party #1
7:30- 8:00 party #2
9:00 leave party #2
9:30 - 9:45 start working on assignment.
12:00 publish assignment
12:01 read Harry potter.

Here is what actually happened.

5:00 call sarah still has not left.
6:00 Where the fuck is she???
6:30 thinking about leaving her.
7:00 I am walking out the door when I find that I cant find my Ipod.
7:15 still cant find Ipod.
7:18 sarah calls she is almost to my house.
7:30 pick her up - found the ipod.
7:45 drop off ipod. At party #2
8:00 get to party #1
9:00 leave party #1
10:00 get food (finally)
10:05 sarah asks how she is getting home
10:06 I tell her about assignment.
10:08 she tells me she needs ride home
10:15 she tells me again.
10:20 gossips to Ashley about her ride home.
10:25 takes me inside the house at party #2 to talk about her ride home.
10:30 leave party #2
10:31 ask her to read to me while I drive the 65 mile round trip to her house.
11:00 she complains about reading.
12:00 get her home.

8:30 get call from professor who is not happy that I did not get assignment to him like I promised.
8:31 feel like a fool.
8:32 forgive - life will go on.



Now all of this would be kinda funny accept for the fact that on the way to drop off my IPOD I ask her where my portable hard drive is and if she knows about it. She tells me that Teresa is just taking a long time to get the pics off of it.

So today I email Teresa about my portable hard drive and come to find out it is no longer in her charge. In fact Sarah’s friend who just moved out here left the god dam thing U fucking TAH. Sarah knew that her friend was going to be bringing it out here and never said anything to me about it. So when I asked her on Saturday she knew that Becca had lost it and lied to me.

Right now I am trying to convince myself that I should not make a big deal about the whole thing and to just let it go. The problem is that Sarah lied to me.

So now to go back to the start of the whole discussion today. Why don’t I date Mormon girls??? This is why --- It is impossible to tell a mormon girl without being sucked into a trap of manipulation. One thing that I have noticed is that non-Mormons understand how hard it is to find people to trust and people who they can love and love them back. It is so rare and when it happens it is cherished and treated with the respect and honor that it deserves. --- Not always but when you have someone who loves you and you love them then it is respected.

On the other hand mormons believe that it is a right that people love them. That no matter how retarded they act I have to love them. I have no agency in the matter. That no matter what mistakes they make I am still going to have to love that person. The truth is that when you act like a jackass I am going to treat you like a jackass. And you can still love a jackass. I had one when I was a child named stubby I loved that thing. When I was three years old it kicked me right square in the chest but I still loved it.

And that is in a nutshell why I don’t date mormon girls. You cant trust them to honor and respect the fact that you have opened up your heart to them.

Now for those of you who are reading this and thinking that I just got my heart broken --DON’T.
I am not sitting hear crying over my keyboard. However, I am thinking about why again is was that I ever stopped drinking. But suffice it to say that most Mormon girls cannot be trusted. They live the motto that everyone has to love them they are a daughter of god. And because you love them --- Here are my needs please meet them…


On a separate note tonight is a hard night for me. Have any of you seen the new Jack Daniels advertising. Jack Daniels served in fine establishments and questionable joints… Oh that is brilliance. The thing that sucks about all of this is that I am about to receive the priesthood. And my life is falling apart right before my eyes.

For the last two years everything that I have spent my life achieving and earning has been taken from me. At the onset of this summer I decided that I could no longer accept this lifestyle and began acting in my old ways. Almost over night I got a new job, found a way back to school, got a big fat investment payout. It was like the second I decided to stop practicing being a Mormon I won the lottery.

A few weeks ago I stopped making those mistakes and began to prepare to get the priesthood. And in that time I have gained almost ten pounds, my car sucks, and every girl around me is lying to me. Not to mention the fact that since coming back to church I have lost my happiness. I was so happy over the summer, and now it seems as though my life is totally in a spin cycle. I know that life is supposed to get hard when you are about to make good decisions. But the fact is that my life is happiest when I am making bad decisions. Not to mention the fact that people seem to like me more.
How exactly is it that when I make wrong decisions I start losing weight, but when I am doing everything I can to be good I am a big fat pig. Right now I think I am the fattest that I have ever been. I am at least 10 pounds fatter than I was a 2 weeks ago.

I just don’t see why it is that I keep coming back to this faith?? I mean honestly I never feel comfortable at church. I have always felt like an outcast. I have always been an outsider to the folds of the faith. Why is it that I am so at home within the walls of the places that are supposed to be so wrong for me???

I cant understand why it is that if I am working so hard to be good why it is that I feel so bad. And when I am acting bad I feel so happy.

Maybe it is just time to cut the ropes of this faith and let it float up into the sky. I am of the opinion that I will probably never be able to find someone to marry within the folds of this faith. I cant see how I would ever meet someone when I am so opposed to dating them. But needless to say I don’t really like what I have become. I don’t have a house I have only one car. I don’t have a degree and I don’t have a career. When I was 19 I had a house a few cars and a good job.

Maybe it is a test but if it is a test I can say that I am just about to break…

You know that greatest tragedy of all is that I wanted to spend the time during this blog to encourage you all to read Harry potter. I just finished the seventh book and I want to say that I liked the way that it ended. I never expected harry to be a horcrux. That is amazing writing. I love when the answer is right there in front of you the whole time and you never see it. Rowling is masterful in the way she blazes the answer right there on his forehead and yet you never see it coming. That women in my opinion has earned every dollar she has made off the potter series. Harry Potter is truly the definition of what good writing is. I hate beyond all measure plot manipulation. And yet I also need to be surprised - I never saw that one coming!


Quotes of the day:
#1 For somehow this is tyranny's disease, to trust no friends. -- Aeschylus

#2 The people I distrust most are those who want to improve our lives but have only one course of action.
- Frank Herbert

#3 I trust those who watch porn, it is those that don’t who worry me…

Lazy is the best policy is the only thing I learned.

So as I promised I am not keeping up with all that has gone on. Brian this week had his first baby – congrats. As usual I still have only spoken to him once and it was pretty brief. I was just about to leave when he called.

I am in the process of car shopping again. I am looking at the Volvo C70 convertible. However, it is not the car that I really want to buy. But then again the Bentley Arnage Convertible is not exactly in my price range. In due course, all in due course.

This marked the beginning of a new semester, and I may have bitten off more than I can chew. My classes this semester are:

1. BIOL 334 Vaccines
2. CMST 303 Advanced Application Software
3. HIST 156 History United States to 1865
4. HIST 319X Jews Under Nazis
5. HIST 319Y Nuremberg War Trials
6. HIST 481 History of Modern China
7. LIBS 150 Info Literacy Research Methods
8. WRTG 101 Introduction to Writing

The only class that actually scares me is the Bio class. I started it last night and the professor is not going to let me use my laptop to take notes for fear that I will record his lectures. That is always a great way to start a semester accuse the student of doing something that they had no intention of doing. However, no I am wondering what is going to be said that he does not want recorded. Besides if I wanted to record his GD lectures it isn’t like it would be so hard to pull that off – prick.

Also, I have to take a writing 101 course. Apparently UMD will not accept my CLEP scores from Utah. Big surprise there, when I came out here of the 76 credits I had achieved in Utah UMD accepted 11 of them. So it was no surprise that they would not accept this either. I just find it funny that I have to take a basic writing course when I have been writing professionally for the last 3 years. Wonder what I will write on. Needless to say that all my writing assignments are going to be centered on exactly what I am working on here at work.

On other news the skank that I had last semester has once again caused me to anger. Long story short the “professor” didn’t give us back anything until the day before the end of the semester. The grades were due on Monday that following Thursday I get a note from the financial aide dept telling me that my aide is in jeopardy because I had not finished the course. I sent the professor an email and got a snide remark back from her. A few days later I got my grade and it was no where near what I had earned. I guess along with not being able to pronounce words correctly adding is also something that she is unable to do.

Look I can give someone the benefit of the doubt. I emailed her and inquired about the grade. Again I received a smart ass retort. I guess she thinks that I am five and that I am somehow afraid of the big bad professor. I know that all of this sounds trite I am still a little miffed at the fact that she was unable to muster the minor amount of integrity needed to apologize for her actions. Instead going on the offensive and making it seems as though I was out of line asking her to actually do her job. She finally got the grades in the system 12 days late.

Wow it would sure be nice to hand things into a professor 12 days late. I wish that I could get away with that sort of incompetence her at my job. But I am not a lazy professor I actually have deadlines that need to be met.

In the end I am still working on the problem but the whole reason I bring this up is that I am obviously not the only one who did poorly in the class. I have been receiving emails from other students regarding the course. One student is working on a folder of information to present to the dept regarding her behavior during the semester. It will be interesting to see what happens in the end. I am hoping that I am not just opening a can of worms with this whole thing…

Quote of the day:
1. Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired.
Jules Renard (1864 - 1910)

2. There are only two ways of telling the complete truth--anonymously and posthumously.