9/1/08

I have another 30 minutes for the dryer to finish. I put the laundry in, forgot my white dress shirts. Put my colors in with my companions, but I forgot my gym shorts and towels. Got my dress shirts and put them in another washer, but forgot the hangers, I could have done this is all for under $2. But I'm an idiot. Moving on, there's too much too do, it took me two hours to read Helaman 13, spanning two pages of notes. I don't know why I can't study better - my Spanish is coming good, pero es no que necesito. Mi companero es no encante muy bueno. Last night my companion was upset over his 'inability' to learn Spanish, but it's only day 6, he shouldn't be speaking amazing. He was crying, and we tried to console him, but it wasn't working so I said a prayer with him in Spanish...until I couldn't go any further than I finished in English. Case and point, he opened up his scriptures kind of aimlessly, and the first words he read was concerning God making him a great missionary and that all things were possible in the Lord. If I can remember the reference I'll let you know. I've seen my buddy Frank from ASU institute, I said hi to Elder Miller and he shipped off at the end of last week. I've seen Tim VanCapelle from the 5th ward also. Not my favorite event of the week, but...you know. I hope everything's going good. Do me a favor too, if you could. Call all of my friends and yell at them for not writing me yet. This place is the land Desolation. All happiness and forms of joy are void. It's a necessary work, and I wouldn't sacrifice it for anything, but I pray the days go by fast and I learn what I need to learn. Hopefully I'll see the light at the end of the tunnel. And then I'll pray it's not a train. Until later...-Jake Taylor