Lost In Translation or Trans-Fats. You Decide.

Throughout the day, and especially at night time, I get little jolts of inspiration.  I think of things I should write about, journal about, blog about, ANYTHING about.  But by the time it comes to sit down at my computer I lose all motivation to simply click the tab that says "Blogger" and actually do something about it.  So instead I have thousands of ideas, memories and whatnot that are lost forever.
Today is a prime example.

HECK!  I barely wanted to write a post about how I forget to write posts.
How awesome am I?

You know you like it.

~Boy

Sidetracked

Oh hey there Blog.
It sure has been a while.
You look like you're doing well.  Thank you.
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While in the bathroom earlier this evening/morning I was contemplating evolution.  More specifically, complicated evolution.  Not monkeys into humans and that sort of whatnot, but individualized evolution.  The type that we do from the very start of our life cycle until the end.
It inspired me.  I was going to post about it here...


But instead I got sidetracked by trying to figure out some schooling details for the fall.  In which I shot myself in the foot not once, but twice.  Just minor grazings of my foot.  No arteries or anything. so it will be easy enough to recover, but it certainly stinks that things can't just always work out perfectly.


So now I'm too tired to talk about evolution, and I still need to read my scriptures before sleeping.
And since I think that is more important, I will do that instead.
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ALSO, the following is everything I know about the Sun:
-If I stay in it too long I get burned.
-If I don't stay in it enough, people call me pasty and don't like me.
That is all.

~Boy