Blogger only lets me publish in short sections, so here's part 2

Speaking of temple marriages (see below), I've had a bit of elder trouble recently. I'm in a bit of a turf war with Elder Smith, who's still really hurt and embarassed I wrote about him in my weblog entry. He spent most of today at my house, making snide comments and making fun of me whenever possible. My personal favorite was his nickname for me: Scratches, so dubbed because of some long, purple scars of shady origins on my back. Then, this one elder I met in France keeps writing and emailing me, plus he asked my sister when my birthday was. I give him points on perserverance. No one has ever bothered about my birthday one way or the other, but still. I really hope this does not get messy when he comes over to visit in the winter.

On the way back from the dealership, the car died. I waited with it for 30 minutes in the Dallas heat (@105 degrees) and humidity (it rained later, so it was about 90%). I was in long pants and a long sleeve shirt, and by the time mom came back, I had literal rivers of sweat running down my back and neck. Pretty picture, eh boys? It was kind of funny. I was getting all dreamy and dillusional towards the end. It was like a sauna. I pretty much was ok with the heat, but I didn't like the sweat. Sweat is bad.

I spent the rest of the day matching socks and cleaning. Like, 8 hours worth. I watched a bit about Michael Jacksons video history, which was way cool, while folding towels. I know you all desperatly want to be part of my life.