Slurpees are never the same..

Bad news: Slurpees are never the same after you put them in the freezer.

Saturday night, I went with some homeboys to the No 10 BYU mens volleyball game against No. 11 Lewis. The game was intense, with a first-set loss to Lewis, followed by a three-game BYU sweep. My friends and I were excited and motivated to play some volleyball ourselves... it's been a while since we've played good competitive volleyball.

At the conclusion of the game, the announcer invited us to return to the "Joseph Smith Field House" for another game next week... then was corrected. It is the "George Albert Smith Field House".. perhaps he did it on purpose for church publicity.

After the game, we picked up Ashley after she was done with work, and went to 7eleven for slurpees. I was feeling pretty bad.. like flu bad, so I came home and crashed after putting the slurpee in the freezer.

Now, as I work on a critique of the faith of my new Civ professor, I'm munching on frozen slurpee while reading Henry V. Here's my thesis so far: "Although competing statements in Henry V seem to portray King Henry as a believer or an atheist, the ultimate assessment of Henry’s faith is a reflection of the reader’s personal belief in God." We'll see how well this goes over with my instructor.