Monday, February 13, 2012

Letter #15 - February 13, 2012

Everybody,

Well, it's Monday in Coldwater. It's a pretty decent day. Not too cold with a little bit of sun. Do you guys like it when I give you a weather forecast? I'm going to be that old man who sits in a diner and talks about the weather and what he used to be. What a sad life.

I thought I would update people, even though there isn't a lot going on here. Not a lot has happened I don't think. I'll try to think. We have zone conference in Kalamazoo which is the name of an actual city in Michigan. I'm going to give away Valentine's to all the missionaries in the zone, like the ones you do in elementary school. Those were the days. The biggest problem I had in elementary school was which girl I wanted to impress and which sport I was playing at recess. And how I was going to avoid Junior Joggers. Did anybody else that grew up in the Ephrata school system hate Junior Joggers? For those of you not indoctrinated with cardiovascular health from a young age, I'll explain Junior Joggers. During recess, lunch usually, you run around the track and get tickets. Three tickets were a mile in Columbia Ridge, the far superior elementary school to Grant, which was four laps per mile. (Yeah, I'm startin' that fight) Some teachers, I'm not going to name names, made you get at least one ticket during lunch. It was gay, because I wanted to play basketball. If you got a certain amount, you got a T-shirt. If you went above and beyond you'd get a 100 mile club thing printed on the back of it.

Overall, it was lame. But, I digress. Pretty much the same stuff in a different week here. Let's see. I've been trying to eat less pizza. Which is a sad situation. I miss Time Out Pizza from back home. The pizza here doesn't compare. Maybe it's because it's what I'm used to. Is pizza hut still in business? Should I burn it down when I'm home? Great, now I'm going to be in trouble for arson.

Anyways, things are good. I hope people are doing well at home. Sorry this is a waste of time update. Nobody's reading this anyway though, so it's cool.