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I be depressed...
Nov. 24th, 2007 08:17 pmA couple things hit me this evening.
First off, the Utes lost!!! And I still hate the Zoo!! D:< T_T ;_; Ugh... next year... we'll get 'em (it'll be even cooler 'cause it'll be a home game next year. Those are always fun. But for now, let me mope).
But a few notes, slightly related: WHOSE FREAKING IDIOTIC IDEA WAS IT TO GIVE THE MOUNTAIN WEST CONFERENCE THEIR OWN EFFING CHANNEL?!!! Those morons didn't know what the hell they were doing! From the commentary to the camera crew, it's like they found these nits off the back off a hog truck. Praising Johnny Beck (aka the 40-Year-Old Freshman) for "turning the Miami Dolphins around" when the Fish haven't even won one game and Beck got his lunch ate last week isn't exactly qualifying for the John Madden All-Star Commentator Team (maybe trying for the "Chicken-Neck" Collinsworth All-Pinhead Team). Good hell, I've heard Dora the Explorer monologues that were more intelligent. Don't even get me started on the camera crew and the graphics geniuses. Like we'd rather watch the sideline reporter chicky-poo interview Timpview High's football coach than watch something like, oh say, THE FOOTBALL GAME??!!!! And who gives a flying bat turd about the turnover comparison when Johnson is trying to hit Godfrey in the endzone?!! Whoever brought the idea for The Mountain channel up at the board meeting needs to be run out of town and shot repeatedly. And then tied behind a dump truck and dragged the entire length of I-15 at freeway speeds. And then used as the dirt for the PBR Rodeo Finals in Las Vegas. And then maybe (maybe) my thirst for this person's pain will be sated. < /end violent rant >
(I'm not typically a violent person, but you sit through three hours of The Mountain's garbage and then we'll see if you're not looking for a blunt object on which to impale somebody. Add to the fact that my team... I'm suffering from insult to injury).
Second off, I have to go back to Salt Lake tomorrow night (or perhaps Monday morning - depending if I want to brave the Thanksgiving traffic or not). I'm a little down simply because there's not much for me to do there, but I need to get my apartment situation dealt with. *sigh* I shouldn't think about it too much because then I get stressed out and there's nothing I can do about it. Feh...
Third off, I have to give the Relief Society lesson in church tomorrow. Not that I'm nervous or whatever, but I've never really gotten the hang of teaching. Even if people come tell me that I did a good job afterward, I still feel like I totally bombed out. I suppose I'm too hard on myself - it's not like I'm giving a talk in General Conference or anything (boy, if that ever happened, I would probably take off far, far away. Someone might want to send a search party. To the moon). I'm always worried that I'll go over time or I'll go under time or I'll sound stupid or whatever. It shouldn't stress me out - I'm just teaching a small group of older ladies, most of whom are really pretty nice. But I'm stressed nonetheless. The dumb thing is that I'll be just fine once i get going. Waiting for it to happen is much worse that actually doing it. *sigh*
Bleah... what a lame way to end the Thanksgiving holiday. And the thing is, I've actually had a good time this weekend, college football notwithstanding.
That being said, I wonder how Utah State did (ha! That's a good one...)
ETA: Wow, Utah State actually won! And they won last week too! Where have I been?
First off, the Utes lost!!! And I still hate the Zoo!! D:< T_T ;_; Ugh... next year... we'll get 'em (it'll be even cooler 'cause it'll be a home game next year. Those are always fun. But for now, let me mope).
But a few notes, slightly related: WHOSE FREAKING IDIOTIC IDEA WAS IT TO GIVE THE MOUNTAIN WEST CONFERENCE THEIR OWN EFFING CHANNEL?!!! Those morons didn't know what the hell they were doing! From the commentary to the camera crew, it's like they found these nits off the back off a hog truck. Praising Johnny Beck (aka the 40-Year-Old Freshman) for "turning the Miami Dolphins around" when the Fish haven't even won one game and Beck got his lunch ate last week isn't exactly qualifying for the John Madden All-Star Commentator Team (maybe trying for the "Chicken-Neck" Collinsworth All-Pinhead Team). Good hell, I've heard Dora the Explorer monologues that were more intelligent. Don't even get me started on the camera crew and the graphics geniuses. Like we'd rather watch the sideline reporter chicky-poo interview Timpview High's football coach than watch something like, oh say, THE FOOTBALL GAME??!!!! And who gives a flying bat turd about the turnover comparison when Johnson is trying to hit Godfrey in the endzone?!! Whoever brought the idea for The Mountain channel up at the board meeting needs to be run out of town and shot repeatedly. And then tied behind a dump truck and dragged the entire length of I-15 at freeway speeds. And then used as the dirt for the PBR Rodeo Finals in Las Vegas. And then maybe (maybe) my thirst for this person's pain will be sated. < /end violent rant >
(I'm not typically a violent person, but you sit through three hours of The Mountain's garbage and then we'll see if you're not looking for a blunt object on which to impale somebody. Add to the fact that my team... I'm suffering from insult to injury).
Second off, I have to go back to Salt Lake tomorrow night (or perhaps Monday morning - depending if I want to brave the Thanksgiving traffic or not). I'm a little down simply because there's not much for me to do there, but I need to get my apartment situation dealt with. *sigh* I shouldn't think about it too much because then I get stressed out and there's nothing I can do about it. Feh...
Third off, I have to give the Relief Society lesson in church tomorrow. Not that I'm nervous or whatever, but I've never really gotten the hang of teaching. Even if people come tell me that I did a good job afterward, I still feel like I totally bombed out. I suppose I'm too hard on myself - it's not like I'm giving a talk in General Conference or anything (boy, if that ever happened, I would probably take off far, far away. Someone might want to send a search party. To the moon). I'm always worried that I'll go over time or I'll go under time or I'll sound stupid or whatever. It shouldn't stress me out - I'm just teaching a small group of older ladies, most of whom are really pretty nice. But I'm stressed nonetheless. The dumb thing is that I'll be just fine once i get going. Waiting for it to happen is much worse that actually doing it. *sigh*
Bleah... what a lame way to end the Thanksgiving holiday. And the thing is, I've actually had a good time this weekend, college football notwithstanding.
That being said, I wonder how Utah State did (ha! That's a good one...)
ETA: Wow, Utah State actually won! And they won last week too! Where have I been?
