Lots

Hello, all.

Let's begin.

Jessie Keefe is Lizzie's (my girlfriend) older sister.

Brief history of Jessie and I:

I started to date Liz forever ago, Jessie hated me. I don't think because of who I am, but just because she was obligated as the older sister to.

Life went on.

Or so I thought?.. (haha)

In recent times, (like six months ago?) we have become good friends. It all started back when Liz had to go to some cultural festival for one of her classes and she invited me to go with her and her sister and her sister's boyfriend (Mike).

It

Was

Awesome.

We then began to call our little group 'The Collective.' We, as a Collective, have since had many a good time, and the Collective has expanded. Not officially, but we have had other people occasionally join us in our awesome-ness.

Anyway, in summation:

We've bonded.

Partly due to our mutual love of greatness,

Partly due to me liking her things on Facebook,

and Partly due to our mutual love of blogging.

Now, to finally get to the point of this whole deal(io):

I was hanging out with Cameron (Best Friend), Lizzie, and Kassi the other day. We were watching I am Number Four (I am actually number four.. just sayin'). Then, enter Mike, Jess, and Casey. They wanted me to eat a sardine.

I couldn't.

I don't know why. It smelled bad, it looked bad, and if I had eaten it, Lizzie would have never kissed me again (bad).

Anyways, the movie ended, then we went upstairs and I spent some time with Mike, Jess, and Casey in the beloved Couch Fort (many a good time).

We spoke of many things, but eventually Jessie piped up and said,

"Earl, you've been on my mind quite a bit recently, and I'm torn."

Mike interjected,

"You really have, Earl."

"Okay, well shoot!" I said.

Then she told me about why she was torn with me.

(If you wish to read further upon this subject, read her blog! I suggested she post about it because sometimes it helps to get things out in word form)

http://jessie-keefe.blogspot.com/

By the way, she is a much better blogger than I am, so follow her, or something.

Now, to share some of my thoughts on this.

Jessie, I have a solution.

While I'm gone, just always make my non-existant-but-spiritual?-presence always there/known while I'm gone.

:P

Haha or just destroy any suiters that come her way. Either might work.

Sorry but I won't get more personal than that on the interweb. Besides, I think I made my opinions on this subject kinda clear earlier.

Anyways, it's late. I was going to post about Christmas (success) also but I'm gonna go say "HI!" to my bed.

Also, show some love to one of my best friend's blog.
http://stevestories.blogspot.com/

Earl                                                                                                                                            

           out.

Hump Day! (Wed-nes-day)

Alright,

I guess it's time for another blog post.

I know what you're thinking:

"No way, he just posted like a few days ago!"

Well then here's a little bit of a Festivus miracle. Even though it's not really Festivus.

I have no clue what to write about today.

Lets talk about Christmas presents.

First off, let me just say that I have the best girlfriend ever.

Quick side note:

There's this movie on TV, like there always is when I wake up, and it keeps having this music that comes on and I SWEAR it's the beginning of, 'Let's Get Down to Business.' Now I want to watch Mulan.

So back to business.

I have the best girlfriend ever. :)

This picture is from a photo booth at my friends wedding (I'll get to that laters). Sorry for the poor quality, but I think you get the picture ;).

You see what I did there? Ha

Fun Fact: I had never done a photobooth thing before :p.

Another quick side note: Me and Liz are having a lot of firsts lately! We thought we had pretty much done most everything(don't be creepy) together but we're finding more things that we need to do! I'll see if I can come up with a list.

Anyway, back to Lizzie being awesome.

We're not being very sneaky/surprising this Christmas(or as the Keefe family likes to say, 'Cri-mas').

It all started with me saying something about going to the mall and I saw this jacket I wanted but couldn't really justify buying.

So you know what she did?

She bought it.

Love that girl :).

As far as other Christmas present adventures go,

Sorry another side note: This movie on TV, SUCKS. The acting is awful.

As far as other Christmas presents go, I'm being rather successful this year in spending and dividing up my money!

I still have like..3-4 things to get, but for the most part, I'M DONE.

Bring on the Christmas.

New Topic: The Wedding.

My twin Nicolle just got married on Monday. I hadn't seen her in over a year and it was so good to see her! Kinda weird that she's married.. but I'm happy for her :).

Oh, she's not really my twin, but back before we parted ways after High School we started to hang out quite a bit and we realized that in a lot of ways, we're very similar, she we decided that we are twins.

It was a good reception! The picture I posted earlier was from a random photo booth they had set up there! It started going so fast though and we weren't really ready for any of those three pictures, but they turned out awesome anyway. Win.

They also had Coldstone cater the event, and when we went to go see what flavors they had, we found something better than all of the ice cream flavors combined!

Nicki Ballou.

She was running the little stand! We talked for a while and caught up and stuff. It was good. Good. Gooood.

Other best thing about the Coldstone stand? Gummy bears. Not just any gummy bears; baby gummy bears mixed in with adult gummy bears.

So we ate, we hugged, we talked, we danced (I wish I was better at that whole dancing thing), and we left :p.

All in all, it was a good night!

I wish I had more pictures this time. I'll try and be better about taking pictures randomly day-to-day so that if I get the urge to blog later then I'll be able to make it more interesting for all you folks out there.

Did you like my last post? It got the most views and comments out of all my posts. If you liked it, for whatever reason, then let me know of another opinionated subject and I'll throw out some justice.

I don't know how I could possibly 'throw out some justice,' but it just felt right to say.

Anyway, comment on this post with an idea of something you wanna hear about and I'll make it happ'n Cap'n!

Earl out.

Skase

Hello.

It's been a while!.. Ha, sorry about that. I doubt many of you really check back daily, or even weekly with high expectations and hopes of finding a spanking new blog post. But if you do, then I imagine that your thoughts would go something like this:

*wake up*

"Hmm, what a marvelous dream that was... If only t'were real. Alas, Earl hasn't posted on his blog in fortnights. Oh... if only."

*gets outta bed to go to computer(or maybe you check it in bed? creep.)*

*gets onto earliv.blogspot.com*

....

"OH HAPPY DAY!"

If this is you, I apologize, for many reasons..

Anyways, here I am again. Back to the bloggin world. I can't say that my visits to this realm will be often, but I will try my best to make them substantial in some way or another.

SO, here we go..

Life, is good. Can't complain. Great friends, great family, that's all ya need right?

Last night was a free concert downtown at the Gallivan center. I almost literally froze my foot off. Lately my middle-left(driver-side) toe has had poor circulation. I know this because sometimes I can feel it start to die, and I look down at my feet (I was next to you and you were right there next to me and I said "GO!"..(that song just popped into my head when I typed that)) and that toe alone will be DEAD WHITE and all of my other appendages will have NEC*. Creepy. The concert was awesome, though. Anberlin decided to do a free show, just because they love us Salt Lake City-ans.

Isn't that grand?

Other than that, my life is pretty much clockwork. Okay, not really. It just feels that way because a lot of the time I'm bored, and that word and  the word 'clockwork' are connected in my mind.

K

Now to the title of this blog post:

'Skase'

This word is greek for, Blow up.

That's what my mind was just doing.

I'll tell you the tale of why this was the case.

So there I was..

eating Lucky Charms for breakfast.

My mind began to wander and it came upon a topic which I shall not discuss in the post(if you reaaaally want to know, ask me in person or over text or something). That topic led me to this topic that truly made my head want to Skase.

At this point in the story, I finished my breakfast, and continued to the family room to drum on my Invader drum pad.

I began drumming and my mind continued upon the tangent it had reached during LCT**

Then I went into my room..

Then I needed to go to the restroom.

Come on, who doesn't occasionally ponder things of depth whilst on the can?

Then, after taking care of all the necessary hygeine(sp?) things, I left my room,

 with the intent to-

blog. (For some reason, this picture, and the one I had of Anberlin, don't want to fully appear..sorry)

To preface this part lemme just say a few things:

 I plan on serving an LDS*** mission soon.

A friend of mine in the Utah band just had her missionary come home!

My good buddy Aric has been getting.. well shafted from some women (this'll come into play here soon.)

Enough preface-ing.

My mind hit the topic of girls waiting for missionaries.

My stance on this topic for the longest time has been that girls shouldn't wait for missionaries; and this is why..

I always thought that the girls needed to make sure that the guy they were waiting for was the one that they truly wanted to be with, and in order to have this decision be made for sure was to date other guys while their missionary is gone, that way, when he gets back, if he's still her favorite, then it's what's meant to be.

Some things about that opinion still ring true to me, but for the most part,

My opinion has changed.

Disclaimer: NO, I'm not posting this saying that this is how things should be in my life or in anyone's life. Everyone's decision is their own. This is merely my opinion on the subject because it seems to frequently come up nowadays.

My opinion has changed for a lot of reasons. First off, I know how this looks: "He's just changing his opinion because now he's the missionary leaving and he doesn't want to lose his girlfriend to some other guy while he's gone."

Regardless of how I feel or what I think is going to happen with my life while I'm serving, I changed my mind for what I believe to be logical reasons. (I try not to make decisions based soley upon my emotions.)

So here's a few reasons why.

(In no particular order)

• Assuming the girl is waiting for her missionary in the manner described above; what happens with all the other guys she goes out with while the missionary is gone? When he gets back, she'll probably want to be with him, yes? So the fellows that she dated while the missionary was gone just get tossed, quite immediately. How is this fair? Regardless of whether or not anything physical happened between them, the emotional damage to the guy is completely unjustified. He was kinda used.
• From the missionary's point of view, and from the guys on the other end's point of view I guess; they're just back-up plans. If things with the missionary don't work out, then look! How convinient that she's already dating someone else (back-up plan-ed). If things don't work with all the other guys and then the missionary returns home, oh cool! All the other guys didn't work out so I guess that makes the missionary the back-up plan.
• Point is, if you know who you want to be with then why date other people?

 LJ, the girl whose missionary just returned, waited the full two years, and I'm happy for her and her missionary.

Aric, my buddy, has been treated like crap from a few girls that have been fake-waiting, and that's not cool.

I dunno, that's just how I feel.

Anyways, I might post again pretty soon-I might not-but I hope that all of you people who read this, have a wonderful holiday season. It's one of my favorite times of the year. I'm not a fan of cold weather, but it does have a kind of beauty once snow starts to fall.

Good things about December in Utah:

The Lights at Temple Square

Cuddling up for warmth

Giving

Receiving

Spending time with loved ones during the break

School winding down

Bowl games

Chillin' inside with friends playing games, watching movies

Playing in the snow

Lots.

Have a Crazy Cool Christmas, e'rybody.

Earl out

*NEC-Normal Earl Color

**LCT-Lucky Charms Time

***-Latter-Day-Saint

O.o

... That's about all I have to say. Ha. Wish I could figure things out. Earl out

A Seemingly Random Series of Events: Life

I started to write this entry while I was in bed. I was using my phone, and it's just too difficult. I would have not written as much as I will now that I am on a desktop, and I just feel that after,what, a week(?) that you good people deserve better. This post is going to be more serious, so for those of you who want to continue to view me in a light manner, it might be best to just skip this post, and I'll throw you a more hilariously-entertaining post next time.

So here we go.

Lately things have been rather.. interesting. In a time where not so much is really going the way I would want, I'm still finding happiness. Whether it's goofing off with some friends, a smile from a stranger, a hug from a close friend, or simply catching nothing but green lights on 600 s., life keeps giving me little things to enjoy.

Sure, there's lots of crap going on in my life that would persuade me to not want to be happy. But I'm realizing more and more that these things are temporal, and really don't matter. 

I feel like I'm finally ready to enjoy some of the not little things, though. For quite a long time, I've been not-all-intentionally-but-still-kinda-intentionally sabotaging myself from moving on with my life. If it weren't for some of my great friends and family's persistance, I would have long ago probably given up. I know the general idea (general idea *salute*) of what I want to do with my life; I've always known. But now, it's different. I'm at one of the critical turning points in my life, where by doing/changing small things, I'll be setting the course for the rest of my life. It's intimidating, to be perfectly honest. For quite a long time, I've let my fears, my worries, my doubts keep me from progressing, from realizing who I should be. But ya know what? It's time. To tell you the truth, a truth I've only told two people prior to this, I really don't like who I am all too much. I haven't in years. Every one of my friends have been miracles in my life. Every one of my family members have been miracles in my life. Now, I don't use the word 'miracle' often, and it's definitely not a word I take/use lightly. So realize that me saying this, is a huge deal for me. Without every single one of you, I shudder to think where I would be right now.

It's time to move on.

A scary thought, no doubt. But I think I'm ready for it. I'm ready to get out on my mission, to work my BUTT OFF, to come back, marry the girl I want to spend eternity with, and fufill any other thing that the Lord requires of me. I know I'm definitely not prepared for what's to come. I can't pretend to know what Life is going to be like. But I'm ready to find out.

By the way, Happy Halloween, everybody :). It's my favorite holiday, and I plan to make it a good one. Pictures tomorrow? Yes.

Earl out.

Sometimes I wish I was more apathetic

Quick update: all posts made from my phone will be almost completely lacking format-ness. I can't sleep. Maybe because I have a cold sore on my lip. Maybe because I'm upset. Maybe because there's too much on my mind. Maybe because I'm upset. Annoyed? Yeah. Maybe because I feel terrible for not posting for a couple days... Heh. Last night was awful. I won't divulge all of what transpired: just know that I honestly don't think I've ever been as mad as I was last night. I was literally shaking from anger/hurt/frustration/annoyed-ness. Then a funny, slightly unwanted for stupid reasons, small miracle happened. That's far too personal for the Internet. Here's to not looking forward to another long night of feeling bitter. Earl out.

Purpose

So.

Today I actually have something to write about!.. kinda.

First: This is a picture.

Picture

This is Liz and I (hooray-ray grammar!) at Market Street Grill for her birthday dinner!

We look pretty swell, huh? Well, she always does, so en-be-dee. I was actually feeling quite awful. I don't know if it was the food or just my body hating me, but I didn't feel so awesome.

Yesterday was pretty fun I suppose. I went with Copper Hills to their competition at Davis High, then after they performed I left and picked up some flowers with my friends Cameron and Kassi - thank you for the help- and then went to see Liz!

All in all, it was a good day.



Now time for a random factoid about me.

I have this box.

Well,

a garbage can.

It holds random memories. Here's a picture!

It has tickets, pictures, just memories.

...

That's about all I've got today. Super exciting post, yeah? I'll try and post pictures pretty often on here, it'll make things more exciting I think.

Earl out

Painfully Pleasant

Hello, World.

Sometimes I get kind of down. It's true, I'm most definitely not a robot.

-how cool would that be?

A great friend of mine once told me the golden rule to story telling is: to start out all stories with, "So there I was.."

 So there I was; drying myself off with a towel after my morning shower. I look down so I can see what I'm doing, when out of no where I feel this twang, this tweak, this pinch, this pain emanate from the passenger (right) side of my back. It went away like, an instant later, so I stood up straight. "Stranger things have happened.." -my mind So I begin to resume my work and when I tilted my head downwards I found myself racked with... Well for lack of a better word pain. So all dramatic story-telling aside, I basically tweaked my back. I was unable to move my neck and everything above it for several hours afterwards.

Lame.

 Subject change:

It's Lizzie's birthday today :). Lizzie is this girl, who is now twenty and we've been dating for a pretty long while. There's much back story to Lizzie and I, but it's suffice to say that: she's my best friend. She drives me crazy in the best possible way. She's strange, loveable, kind, intoxicatingly adorable, smart, loyal, silly, a hard worker, and although she has been known to drive me crazy in the not best possible way occasionally, I wouldn't change one darn thing about her. I just hope that I can be the best I can be for her, always. If you ever read this babe, I love you :).

Earl out.

Embarrassed.

I don't know how to "follow" other people's blogs.. I really don't. Do I just become your friend, or what?

Check out this blog also. It has alliteration, which is cool.
Stephen

Earl out

Wait! Wha-?!

I have six followers! Ah! I'm so ignorant!

Love you people. True friends, every one of you.
Jessie, you're great. And I still feel bad about the joke I made. I apologize for being "that guy," you know, the one who's a jerk sometimes.

Earl out, for real.

Oh, right!

It seems I had momentarily forgotten that I have a blog. In an attempt to thwart my procrastination, I shall post. Hoo-ray. ... ray.
I feel like this blog would be much more influential- and maybe a little more sexy- if people other than Stephen and I (hoo-ray-ray for correct grammar) read it! Flipdangit (copyrighted?)! Alas, I am just another lowly blogger, in search of finding something profound through various inner dome(mind)depth dwelling; followed by iterating what I have come across. Is that how you use a semi-colon? Ah, phooey. I shouldn't care about that but I do. I'm likely to change that later if I find out whether or not is correct.
The my day part?
...Okay.
My day was... Pos-impable(HIMYM ref.). And yes, I know that doesn't make sense. I was trying to come up with a word that described my day and gave up.
It's... Midnight-45 right now. I should sleep. Ha, in the process of typing 'sleep,' I accidentally typed 'weep.'
Inner mind depth dwelling?
Hmm. Sure. Only because I left all (both) of you hanging with my first post.
There was much talk of missions today. Missions of the LDS kind - which I do plan on serving. I want to go, but I'm still pretty hesitant, if that makes any kind of sense at all. It's my duty, and I've always wanted to go. There's a million reasons to go, and only a few to stay. But, man.. Sure doesn't make it any easier. Especially when the main reason why I'd stay is also one of the reasons, in part, why I want to go.
Vague enough for ya? Haha, sorry. That's for another day, though if you know me at all you could probably figure out those reasons as easy as you could throw a rock at the ground.

Stay sweet. Earl out.

Bleh

I have been fiddling with this blogs theme/layout thing for an hour and a half now.. I kinda like where it's going... but I'm definitely a novice at this. Also, I dislike the unattractive grey bar underneath my picture at the top of the page. If someone out there knows how to configure these kinds of things, please: Help Me.

... Earl out

First post, eh?

Well, this should be interesting. Don't misunderstand: it'll be interesting for me, probably not so much for whomever may stumble upon this wildly unentertaining blog. I know, I know, the title of this blog may give the impression to some that this page contains a plethora of epicicty. Not true. Well.. Not yet anyway. - quick side note - what in the heck kind of word is 'blog' anyhow? Sad but true fact: I like this word so little, that my distaste for it is actually a large part of the reason why I've never really attempted a blog. - back on track now -
I don't see how I expect to be successful with this venture. It took me a good 10 minutes of intense eye-to-screen action to even label this blog. But it is what it is (I say that a lot, as you may soon come to know). So welcome random web-travlers, to The Epic Adventures of.. Me.
"Who is, 'Me?'" - you
Oh, hi. I'm Earl.. No really, my name is Earl. Okay you can stop laughing now, because I'm most certainly NOT kidding.. In all reality I really do like my name. I used to hate it, however. Fun fact: I didn't really even know my name was Earl until I was like.. Six? Yeah, sad, right? This is due, in part, to the fact that my nickname, CJ, was predominately used throughout my younger years. .. .... I just had total writers block for a moment. I had/have no clue what to say now. Curses. Well, moving on. I guess this is the part where I tell you about my day or something?
Sweet.
Enough of this boring introductory shtuff. I realized today that my life has been a large series of painful realizations, wasted time, and fun. Weren't expecting that last bit, huh? Well I'm definitely not gonna be "that guy" (another phrase you'll become greatly accustomed to seeing) who just acts like my life has been so hard and terrible and blah blah blah. Fact is: I've been extremely blessed in life with good friends, family, and comfort. To deny that would just be dee you emm dee. I suppose I'll expound more on the complexities of my mind at a later time in this blog. I would like to see how well I do at keeping up with it first, then maybe I'll indulge you, oh Internet, and give up some of my pointless to you, point-ful (meaningful) to me thoughts. Until then, Earl out.


Did I just come up with a semi-sweet sign-off phrase?... O.o oh boy