September 11, 2018

Holy cow, time's fun when you're having flies!

*Kermit laughs in the distance*

I apologize for not emailing yesterday. My internal clock went completely screwy after last week. Between having labor day off and being sent home sick on Thursday, I only served about half a week yesterday, and I spent about fifty percent of my time between about four Thursday evening and about six yesterday morning asleep or in a hot bath. Before you call me a wimp and whip out the man-cold card, however, I would like to point out that I first came down with the cold on Tuesday and was determined to fight through it. Had my trainer not noticed that I was pale and shaky, I probably would have worked straight through it and, in all likelihood, would still be brutally ill. As it is, I'm still coughing up mucus occasionally and have a severely runny nose, but the worst is behind me, aside from the damage to my sleep schedule.

Because I spent so little time at service last week, I don't have much else to report.

I have discovered how to legally enter and exit the building after the doors are dead-bolted, which is definitely a good thing. Technically that now means I can actually attempt to serve 24/7, but I have been strongly cautioned against so doing. I'm trying to settle into a more regular schedule.

I've developed some mad Tetris skills. My grandparents have the original NES and Tetris, and it's basically all I did while I was ill, because my brain wouldn't clear. I'm still not even close to my grandpa's highest scores, but I can more or less hold my own. I average about 110,000 points, and I've topped out at about 170,000. Grandpa can manage upwards of 200,000, so I guess I've got a ways to go.

We have finally gotten feedback regarding using Excel for the Book of Mormon Comparison Project! It turns out that Sam, the person who had extended the project to us and who we were waiting for a reply from, was actually an intern --- and his internship was over. We were effectively waiting for permission from a dead man. Certainly explains the wait! We've now gotten in touch with the actual project manager, and he's apparently interested. I may or may not be meeting with him to demonstrate my ideas in the near future. Wish me luck!

Finally, I keep having buyers fall through for my car. It's basically dead (and, though I'm sad to admit it, ugly) weight cluttering the front of my parents' house. If I have to I can just drop it at a junkyard, but I would much rather sell it. If you could keep that in your prayers for me, that would be amazing.

I love you all so much!

Elder M. Huntsman LeBaron