Unfortunately for the music, it bit

I should've suspected as much, but I was holding out for a bit of a Friday night miracle considering it was my last dance. But alas it was nothing but techno, rave, full-body spasm type music to which I could not groove. But there were a few saving graces thanks to one Mr Sean Paul.
I got a bit more emotional than I expected I would, and with people that I never would have thought. But sure enough, good-byes were said and I can honestly say that missing my life as it is now will only be remedied by losing myself in the work.
Oh, the latest in the grand plot to thwart me from serving this mission... I recieved a letter from my Mission President telling me what I REALLY need to buy instead of the Salt Lake list. When did I recieve said list? Yesterday. Three days before I leave.I get the REAL list which unhappily doesn't include much of what I've already purchased. This was the straw that broke the camel's back, or the camel that broke the straw's back...either way it was bad.
So I left it up to Heavenly Father, I said "If I'm not supposed to go, ram a car into me right now and make it so I physically can't go." Barring an unfortunate bus accident...I'm still going.

A Day in the Life of Natalie Portman
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A Week in Retrospect

I had to go to Vancouver to get my Visa for Ecuador - by the by Bishop Low (if you're reading this) the Consulate director was "extremely impressed" by the notarized documents, he wouldn't stop talking about the gold seals; thanks again. So I got my Visa after walking to the consulate from the airport, don't worry it only took 3 and a half hours.
All in all; a successful day.
The Oscars were scrumtralescent, Jon Stewart was great. It's frustrating that the drones of Hollywood are too saturated in tanning lotion and Atkins to realize good comedy when it's right in front of them. The lobbying videos - those were classic. I'm sorry if you missed it.
Last night was my last performance as a member of "The Bonnie Oviatt Project featuring the Cindy Russell Experience". We sang 'One' by U2 and 'Here I Go Again on my Own' by Whitesnake. Good stuff, good stuff.

Thought for the day -- Maybe the only reason we die is because we accept it as an inevitability - whaaa