Goin on a mission leavin you wishin that you had a man

that's right kids, today I go to the MTC, truly the most proviest place ever. I can only imagine that it's all the bizarreness of Provo, compounded tenfold. Please check out these awesome pics my friend Chai took of me in my incredible halloween cosplay of Newt from Pacific Rim. Also I wrote a "novel" in 12 days. Other than mission stuff that has been my life.

And with that I bid you all adieu, and remember, when you think of potatoes, think of me. Let this song be your guide:


and in the immortal words of Indiana Jones, so long and thanks for all the fish!

My Provocative Daycation

yes that's right kids last week I went to Provo and as such, must memorialize it on this, my blog about provo.

I got up bright and early and drove down with my friend Emily who had to go to some conference on religious freedom. As we passed from the salt lake valley into happy valley the sun punched us in the eyes.

Anyway we go to provo and went our separate ways and went to the good old Wilk to grab some b-fast. Immediately I was strongly aware of what a weird place provo is.

In the time that I ate my breakfast, not only did Hit Me Baby One More Time by Britney Spears play, but I saw some guy say a prayer over his subway sandwich. Also shout out to the guy watching general conference in the fullscreen view.

Like the thing I forgot about Provo or that I didn't notice when I first moved down because I was worrying about getting moved in/dealing with my depressive episode was that Provo is just straight up bizarre. Being away in the real world for a few months and then going back just kind of threw it into sharp relief how strange everything is there. Like everything is just weird. I can't explain it. You'd have to go to provo yourself and check it out.

Anyway, after breakfast I met up with my friend Pine and we wandered all over tha place!! Another thing about provo is that because it's provo there's like not that much exciting to do, but like there's still a college campus so you find something. We all wish the bean museum were open so we could look at taxidermy animals, but I guess that'll just have to wait until I get back. So instead of that we went and checked out the ultra babby MUSEUM OF PEOPLES AND CULTURES. It's a building that's not even on campus. It's pretty cool though. We went and there were two exhibits: guatemalan/Mayan textiles and some cool latin american masks. The guatemalan part I was like "is this museum actually my house" because we have a bunch of huipils and those little dolls and what have you. Anyway we finished looking at that in like ten minutes. It's a tiny museum. but I recommend it! it's free!!

After that we went and met up with my friend Mike and we wandered around and then went to the HFAC and looked at weird art and seriously spent like 20 minutes looking at this one video...art??? (is that a thing) of like a mountain scene and there was a guy walking around in it but going way slowly like weeping angel status and it was out of control and we were mesmerized (I wish I could find it on the DVA site so you could look at it too but I cannot). After that Pine had to go to class and then Mike and I got some ice cream and he was brave and got the pumpkin kind and it tasted like PUMPKIN PIE HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE. and yet it was.

After that we get to the answer to the question posed in those two snapchats above. Why was I here? Why had I come to provo? The answer is that I had to talk to one of my animation professors how to function with my life. I totally psyched myself out as I do but then we talked and it was way chill and he gave me some good advice.

After that I went with Mike to a couple of his classes! We went to doctrine and covenants which was alright aND THEN WE WENT TO ART HISTORY AND IT WAS INCREDIBLE. oh my gosh I need to take an art history classes five years ago. and this post is so much text sorry friends next time I'll probably just post a million snapchats. SPOCK OUT

This is the greatest piece of art I have ever made.

1. don't you ever touch me again. 2. don't you ever touch me again.

shoutout to Poncho for coming up with this idea.

"Yer an avatar, korra" "I'M A WHAT" (Korra liveblog 1)

because I don't know I am going to liveblog the season premiere of Korra because I don't think it's going to be very good and I need to express my feelings. This is all going to be in (more or less) real time and obviously, spoilers ahoy

The Not Schoolios

INDIANA JONES: everyone is going to school and it's making me sad (for the first time ever) that i'm not going until freaking january
me: aw
me: we can be not schoolios together
me: that is going to be the name of our gang
INDIANA JONES: not schoolios
INDIANA JONES: choosin the thug lyfe

Hello friends, now that I am no longer in Provo I guess this is no longer the appropriate blog to post on but whatever I'll be back there eventually so I don't care. I figure I will share with you all what I will be doing with my time between now and when I leave to Namp it up. Here is a nice list that I may or may not elaborate upon (this reminds me I need to go over that one list of predictions I had someday that will happen)

• DRAW YES???? I'd better.
• work at the JCC and make some money to pay for how anal retentive I am being about my
• NEWT COSPLAY/HALLOWEEN COSTUME that I am making. If you haven't seen pacific rim yet, I'm disowning you until you get to the nearest dollar theatre and watch it and also take me with you (wait actually I just looked it up and they are still playing it in a couple of random non-dollar theatres)
• read a certain novel by a certain friend
• make a new facebook profile picture seriously I am getting sick of Lady with a Very Small Mouth
• maybe write a novel, I don't know
• take mission prep and do other church related stuff to my mission what
• that last sentence made no sense
• actually I guess it did
• ffffffFAMILY HISTORY!!!!! you know I am going to do so much genealogy I will have the fam traced back to Adam and Eve.
• watch pacific rim about 17 more times before I leave
• Tumbl my life away (let's be real here this is how I'll be spending 87% of my waking, non work time)

"The name 'Nampa' came from a Shoshone word whose meaning is either moccasin or footprint, but not paw-print."

That's really everything you need to know about where I will be serving my mission.

until my mom sends the video jojojojo took of me opening my call, here is my transcription of events:

me reading: "Dear Sister Lyman, you are hereby called to ser--" NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

well anyway, I know it's going to be a good mission and it's the place I'm meant to serve but I'm just being a brat so whatever kthxbye

update: another startlingly accurate dramatic reenactment

I need to write a post about getting my mission papers in and talking about how much summer term sucks but I really lack that mental capacity right now so here have a bunch of snapchats I saved up over time

my brother everyone.

found at the BYU library. because here at BYU we put education first.

waiting at the frontrunner station at 10:30 at night is party time all the time

everything you need to know about my animation application and why I didn't get in

And here we see my trip with my Sisters family from a month ago as chronicled through my saved snapchats (I still need to write them a note thanking them for putting up with me for so long):

much smaller in real life

E3 summed up in one snapchat

this is my niece

tha flight home

 and that's all you rly need to know.

the cover of my latest sketchbook

an important memo

my mom everyone

the best face I've ever made in my entire life

the utah summer games

I'm a winner

my mom's a winner too. but the real winner here is my hair.

I'm a lot better looking than my brother.

Cinderella III: A Twist in Time is the best disney sequel ever made

after like a month of being like "no I can make it" I finally gave in an went to the store.

everything you needed to know about llama fest but were too afraid to ask

I got a haircut.

tune in next time to see where I'm going on a mission leavin you wishin that you had a man!

Me all day every day in my Book of Mormon class

that's really all I got, but seriously how can everyone in that class be so blisteringly stupid all the time???

I turned in my animation application

me walking out of the HFAC today

it is done. finished. it's really weird. I'm at a mix between "FREEEEDOMMMM" and panic attack. that is the 7th time I've said that today. so it must be true.

so here's the dealio/agenda/whatever: they are going to review all the applications tomorrow. TOMORROW WHAT THE SWEAR WORD. I mean holy expletive batman. Because of how PROMPT they are being about reviewing our portfolios I guess we can get our sketchbooks back by thursday or friday (what even). Then within a week or two they.. email us to come get our letters of acceptance or denial. this is not how mail works, but ok I guess.

Anyway, until then I will feel weird and anxious and general malaise but also mixed with like relief and hopefully an understanding that there is basically nothing more that I can do. tune in next time for a recap of my trip to LA et al and then after that to see what happens to a dream deferred (unless I get in, in which case you will see something else presumably).

LOOK AT THIS GIANT SPIDER IN MY ROOM 2: Spider's Revenge (alt subtitle: This Time it's Personal)

go read the first post about this first and then read this one.

OK SO LAST NIGHT I AM GOING TO BED. It's like 3 am, as you do when you're in college and your animation application is due next week. I am sitting writing in my journal about how good a day it was (for real, yesterday was mad productive, I got a ton of work done on my lego that I'm redoing and I did three pages of my sketchbook in like two hours and generally things were going well) WHEN OUT FROM THE SHADOW OF MY PILLOW THAT SPIDER COMES BACK AND THEN IT CRAWLS ALL UP ON MY SHOULDER.

how did I know it was the same spider? How could I forget. also don't even try to suggest to me that there is MORE THAN ONE OF THESE IN MY ROOM AND THEY LOOK EXACTLY THE SAME AND THEY HAVE THE SAME MONOMANIACAL DRIVE TO GIVE ME ARACHNOPHOBIA.

I am freaking out and like standing up on my bed and like jumping a little bit and I get off and am like what do I do I can't even sleep there again IT WAS IN MY PILLOW.

So obviously I start googling, as one does. I remembered seeing a little while ago that vinegar was a good spider repellant and who just happens to have a spray bottle of vinegar. Of course I do. So in  the time it took me to google all that information to make sure it was in fact vinegar and not like.... I don't know what else it could honestly be, THE SPIDER IS BACK AND AT IT AGAIN. I'm like spraying down my pillow and as I pull it off GUESS WHO IT IS.

So this loser is scuttling around my wall just like the night before and I am OVER IT. I grab an empty can I happened to have from eating Chicken noodle soup earlier that day (recycling saved my life right here) and I GET THAT MOFO. I know, from last night's parkour fiasco, that at the first sign of weakness this spider will escape! Unfortunately, I'm nowhere near any paper. I finally am able to grab an envelope and I'm like "yes finally it is finished" BUT THE ENVELOPE IS TOO FLIMSY AND THE SPIDER GETS OUT. this is me:

ok so I am 100000000% done at the point. I grab the can I dropped. The Spider is on the floor. The lid from the can comes out of the can and falls on the spider AND IN MY PRIMEVAL PANIC I JUST START SMASHING WITH THE CAN AND MAYBE I ALSO SCREAMED A LITTLE BIT.

me last night

The spider carcass is still there because I don't want to touch it. here are some snapchats documenting the whole ordeal

I would have let you live, but you left me no choice.

I hope you burn in spider hell