October 30, 2012. While I was getting ready to go to my jogging class, I was listening to my music, and my newly bought "Bad Romance" came on. But I heard something in the song I hadn't noticed before, and I looked up and found out it was swearing, so I deleted the song from my computer. (I later reinstated the song when I learned it was edited.) I believe that I wore the jack-o-lantern t-shirt that I got from a Halloween 5k to my jogging class. After jogging, I came home and probably watched the devotional. I showered and changed into the jack-o-lantern t-shirt I got from Walmart before my mission. I think I wore my yellow shoes. I went to the newly opened Mountain West Burrito across the street, since they just opened the day before and I wanted to try them. I got a chicken burrito, and the hot sauce was really hot. Russell Ochoa, who had previously been in my ward, walked by and said hi. That afternoon, I walked up to the JFSB (my geomorphology class was cancelled for the day). Near the MARB I saw Taylor Bean, who was working grounds crew. He told me that I should be wearing my shirt the next day, but I told him I would be wearing a different shirt. Then I went into the kindergarten observation booth to observe the kids' language for my Empirical Methods in English Linguistics class (ELang 273). I think I wanted to observe the preschool, but there were too many people in that observation room, so I moved to kindergarten. At first it was recess, so the kids were just playing. They were pretending to make a present for their teacher. She offered to help, but they said no, "because then you'll know what we're getting you!" (Never mind that it was just pretend.) At one point I remember a teacher asked the kids, "Is the sun blue?" "No! The sun is yellow!" After recess, all the teachers came in, and they sang a wiggle song. Then they settled down for storytime. The teacher (Mr. "Bwad," as some kids called him) asked whether they wanted a Halloween story or another story. At one point a girl said something irrelevant, and the teacher said, "You already told me that." When I went into work, Annette the secretary commented on my yellow shoes (if that was the day I wore them). That night after I came home, my roommate Scott asked me if I could take him to University Mall so he could exchange some shoes and then to D.I. so he could drop off some stuff. I agreed to it, but worried about my time schedule that night. I looked at the box of things Scott wanted to take to D.I., and while he was in the other room I took out the measuring spoons and put them back in the kitchen, since he had a real need to get rid of things that were useful and keep things that weren't. We got in the car and he sang along to "Go Down Moses" on my Lower Lights CD. We got to the mall, and he went into his shoe store, saying it wouldn't take long. While he was in there, I went and looked through a Halloween store (which was busy, since it was Halloween Eve). Then I walked past some other stores and at one point I looked in the Disney store but didn't find anything interesting. Scott took a lot longer than he said. Once I walked through a boutique store, not knowing that Scott was following me. I walked in one door and out the other, and he told me that he expected I would stop and he would alert me that he was done, but I just kept walking. As we were leaving the parking lot, he told me to go one way, but I knew there was a lawn barrier, so I couldn't. He told me I should go out to the light to get on State Street to D.I., but I already knew that. While we were in the car, for some reason it came up that I really like Cherie Call. He said that he knew her songs "Where Faith Lives" and "It Passes All My Understanding." We dropped off stuff at D.I. and then drove home. I drove on Bulldog until it went down past the Wilk. Scott said, "Look at that!" and pointed out the lit Christmas trees at the front of the Wilk. I said, "I didn't know Satan was at BYU!" Then I said, "That was going too far," since I realized it was a little much to say that Satan was responsible for Christmas trees, and Scott said something like, "I didn't know he was responsible for that." Then I watched Mad Monster Party? My roommates Cameron and Bryton came home from home teaching while I was watching it, and Bryton said, "Oh, entertainment!" Both of them joined me in watching it; they came in at the part when all the monsters arrive on the island. They were amused when the chef pinched Yetch the zombie. Bryton asked if it was a kid's movie, because it had some more adult themes. Cameron didn't stay for the rest of the movie, but Bryton did. He laughed at the special effects at the end of the movie. (Mad Monster Party? is one of the strangest movies I've ever seen.) Then I went to bed, and when I woke up, it was
October 31. I put on my Peanuts "Happy Halloween" shirt and my skull socks and went up to my first class, Empirical Methods in English Linguistics. Our professor complimented the people who had costumes. For some reason, she had some of us stand up for some demonstration, and when she did, she realized that I did have a Halloween shirt on. After class I went towards the library and there were people giving out candy, but I didn't consider it Halloween candy so I didn't take any. I went to my environmental biology class. There was this awkward kid who always sat at the front of the class, and he was wearing a homemade dog or wolf costume. He had a baseball cap with ears on it, and he had a dog snout mask, and gloves with claws. It was obvious he wanted to show off his costume, because he held the door open for the previous class and waved his hand up at everyone, showing off his claws. Some people remarked about his claws, but some ignored him. He asked a question during class and kept his snout mask on when he asked it. I overheard some people by me talking about his mask. I went to work and was just working away when suddenly Annette exclaimed. There was a man in a grim reaper costume just staring in our office window. Once she finally realized it and looked up, he left. Then she looked out the door and saw that he was doing the same thing to the other offices in our hall.Then I went home. At some point that day, Scott was making something out of construction paper. Scott and I hadn't finished home teaching, so we went and visited Nestor at South End Market. It was kind of awkward. I wanted to carve my pumpkin, and I set up my Halloween playlist on the stereo. At first I had it on shuffle, but I meant to just play it through. I began carving my pumpkin. Cameron came home when one of the versions of "The Great Pumpkin Waltz" was playing. I saved the pumpkin seeds and asked Cameron if he thought they would be good with spices like nutmeg and cinnamon; he said yes. I told Cameron that I was going to carve a pumpkin that said Obama, since I resented the Romney sign someone put up at our complex. He told me he also resented it. I asked whether I should make a modified flag under Obama or say "2012"; he said I should put a flag design. I messed up the "m" in Obama. At one point Scott came into the room, and he seemed shocked that I was doing something like making an Obama pumpkin (I learned his political opinions shortly before then while watching a presidential debate). As my playlist got to the Original Monster Mash album, it started skipping, so I had to restart my computer. I finished my pumpkin and took it outside in front of the Romney sign.
"A mediocre Halloween. Scott and I 'home' taught Nestor at the store. I made an Obama pumpkin while listening to Halloween music. Amberly York and her friend stopped by and then I finished geology homework. I made a brief appearance at Shayli's party; then I watched The Munsters' Revenge."
November 1. This was a crazy day. I remember that in geomorph, I was doodling some Thanksgiving images on my notes. Our professor asked if people could go to Costco with them that afternoon to get food for our field trip that weekend. But there was no way I would be able to. That evening I took a test for my editing class--the first time I had been in the testing center that semester. There's a small whiteboard in the testing center that always has some message and drawing on it; there was some kind of Thanksgiving message on it. I called my parents and asked if they could bring me some stuff for my trip. I think they brought me a tent, a bag, and a flashlight. I gave them a big bag of some of my Halloween stuff to take home. I was really grateful to them for coming all the way to Provo for me. The bag they brought was bulkier than I had hoped, so I asked Cameron if he had a bag I could borrow. He did, and he was nice enough to let me borrow it. I wanted to go the grocery store to get some things. I went out to Fresh Market and was shocked to see that almost all of their Halloween candy was already sold out, meaning that I couldn't get Thanksgiving candy. I bought some Kashi pumpkin spice granola bars. I picked out a BYU hat, and when I went to the self-checkout, the barcode on the hat didn't work. The worker helped me, but the price on the tag was much more expensive than the price the sign said, so I told her it was cheaper. I told her a lower price and she put it in, but I think that even that was more expensive than what it really was. After that I stopped at Smith's to see their clearance candy selection. All the leftover candy they had was only Halloween candy; it couldn't be used for Thanksgiving. When I got home, there weren't any parking spaces, so I had to park far away. Then later I remembered that I had my sleeping bag in my car, so I had to run over to the car (I was wearing my Converse shoes) and retrieve the sleeping bag. At one point that night I saw my former roommate, Zach Zimmerman, on the stairs. I told him how I had a field trip in the morning. The conversation went like this:
"Where to?"
"I'm actually not sure. The rumor is Death Valley."
"In California!?"
He also complimented me on my Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds shirt. That night I also had to fill out my absentee ballot. There was no way I was voting either Republican or Democrat, so I asked Bryton what he knew about the other parties. I just picked one--maybe Gary Johnson?--and stuck with that. Our bipartisan culture is destroying our country, so I want to make third parties a viable option. I asked Bryton if he could drop off my ballot for me the next morning (since I didn't know then that my complex had an outgoing mailbox). I might have been listening to my Thanksgiving playlist while I did the voting. I think I also had to finish a take-home midterm for ELang 273. Then I went to bed, knowing I would have to get up early the next morning.
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