Subtle Coolness

Last night, I followed my normal routine to prepare for bed. I brushed my teeth, read scriptures (I finished The Book of Mormon), prayed, set my alarm for the morning and set the away message on my computer. At 10:45 PM, I left Aaron on the couch watching television and I went to sleep.

At approximately 12:20 AM, my phone beeped. I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. I had just received a message from Chloë: “you up?”

Chloë, and anyone else who might be jumping to conclusions at the moment, if you are reading this, you have to understand one thing: this made my day. I’m sure there are people in the world who would rather not be awakened at random times in the night, but I am not one of those people. If I were one of those people, I would turn my phone off at night.

Actually, there are only two kinds of people in the world: those with long attention spans, and I sure could go for some ice cream right about now.

Anyway, I glanced over at Aaron’s bed and discovered that it was neatly made and devoid of body. “He must still be watching television or on his computer,” I thought. All the better, in my opinion; I wouldn’t have to leave the room for fear of disturbing him.

I quickly text’d back, “Yeah.” Sure, I had been asleep, but I was up then, and I’m doing my best not to lie these days. In a few moments, my phone beeped again, and sang a familiar song. It wasn’t a text message this time, but a full-blown telephone call. How special I must feel!

Chloë invited me to play Guesstures with some friends, and I probably would have agreed, but I had to be at work early this morning and needed my sleep. Maybe next time. Awfully nice of her, though.

I hung up, layed in my bed for a few minutes, and decided, since I was awake, to check my email. My obsessive nature was pushing through. I went to the living room, and was particularly shocked to find no one there. Aaron was gone.

Aaron was gone! “What is anybody doing leaving home after 10:30 at night?” I thought, but then realized that I was just invited to leave my home, and it was slightly later than 10:30. That thought removed my fears, and I checked my email and went back to bed.

At 1:00 AM I heard a key in the door. When I woke up this morning, Aaron was there. insert onomatopoeia indicating sigh of relief here

The real reason I wrote this was so I could use the word “Reynold” in a sentence or two.

[“Reynold” used to be my code-name for Aaron]

Google Talk said this:

“I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed.”

“Today I will no longer be ignored by the media.”

“The best things in life are free the first Tuesday of the month.”

On the third floor of the Flawn Academic Center you will find a few things. You will find the Undergraduate Library stacks; you will find the Audio Visual Library; you will find the Multimedia Computer Facility; and you will find thermostats.

There are 20 thermostats in the main area of the floor. There may be more in the group study and media viewing rooms that line the walls. I surveyed the 20 thermostats to which I had access, and compiled a few statistics.

The maximum temperature was 74° Fahrenheit; four thermostats held this reading. The minimum was 66° F, which only registered on one thermostat, all the way in the corner of the building. The average temperature on the floor is 70.9° F.

I wear a jacket to work because it’s so cold in the library. My fingernails are blue. If my fingers weren’t always in motion on the keyboard, they would fall off.

The rain falls hard on a humdrum town
This town has dragged you down
Oh, the rain falls hard on a humdrum town
This town has dragged you down
Oh, no, and everybody’s got to live their life
And God knows I’ve got to live mine
God knows I’ve got to live mine
William, William it was really nothing
William, William it was really nothing
It was your life …

Thanks, Chloë

“Excess ain’t rebellion,” she wrote.

I took great pains to analyze a particular subject yesterday, and the results of said analyzation can be read in the previous post. “And now, … I would ask if all is done? Behold, I say unto you, Nay;” For all of my analyzation, I didn’t learn a thing. This morning, because I didn’t have to be at work, I didn’t get out of bed at my regular time. I even set my alarm later than usual. I loafed. From when I got into my bed to when I got out, twelve hours elapsed. Twelve hours!

Excess of sleep is rebellion, and it feels so good.