It was a decent day. Swapped a couple of emails and then phonecalls with my old friend-from-high-school-forward Kory (who is an evil software patent attorney and who provided me with the contact for getting my current job (remember, it's not just what you know, and it's not just who you know, it's what you know about who you know)), and then hitched a ride with my Dad into SLC, and met Kory at firm, and took Trax down to lunch at the Gateway Center. The last time I lived in SLC, both Trax and the Gateway Center were still just barely getting out of the proposal stage.
After that, I wandered around the downtown malls and Temple Square, to see how much things had changed in another year. My feeling that Utah is an extension of a slightly different parallel universe continues to be confirmed. (FerEx, a book at Borders titled The Complete Idiots Guide To... Understanding Mormonism. Um. Yeah.
I wandered into the GameKeeper at Crossroads Mall, and bumped into my brother
Hooked a ride with
My phone is being wonky. It will softly feep when it gets a messages, or when it "misses a call", but the bloody thing won't actually RING WHEN SOMEONE CALLS ME! I've been lucky with all this rendezvous, so far, but I know it's going to screw me before this trip is over.
I hung out with
After dinner (homemade chicken noodle soup), Jett gave me a ride up to Layton, and we met up for a short visit on "neutral ground", with my ex,
On the way back to Farmington, we stopped for a moment at my old high school, to see what's happened to it. When I attended it, the core building structure was almost a century old, and was full of abandoned floors and sections (I am NOT kidding), and additions and addons tacked on willynilly, with nearly zero architectural unity. It was huge, and it was very easy to get lost in... Anyway, this last summer, the district razed the building, and built a completely new one. It looked Very Nice, from what I got to see. No tours for strangers at 10pm, of course...
Back in Farmington, I fell asleep on the couch in front of the fire which the bustle of holiday activity going on around me, and there I stayed until my throat woke me a short while ago.