Halo 3

Last night I beat Halo 2 (just on the normal skill level, mind you). The story is left unfinished at the end--a cliff-hanger, if you will. There's these rumors that Halo 3 is coming out next year, and I'm not sure if it's reasonable to think that it could come out so soon, but I'd say that there definitely will be a Halo 3. Sunday, Sunday, Someday.

Jordan

Jordan and Ariana got engaged (officially) last night. That seems to be going around. I'd tell the story of how he proposed, but it's kind of over my head: Jordan's thought processes are so romantic that I can't even comprehend it.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, Jordan quit Carnaby.

A Three

I called the girl that I was supposed to go out with tonight, and she told me that she couldn't because she was too busy studying, and that I should call her next semester. She might as well have told me that her hair is so long now that it takes a few weeks to wash it. I deleted her number from phone. Boy, she'll be sorry come next semester.

30 year plan

Ben's dad got us an interview to re-make his company's Web site. AudioDig hasn't yet had a lot of clients, so we were pretty excited and nervous, but I think it actually went well. So with any luck we'll have an actual paying job soon, and then I won't sound like a liar when I tell people that I have my own Web design company.

Ransom Reversal

Jessica, the secretary at work, has this bowl on her desk in which she occasionally puts candy. It's been a few weeks since she's had any, so Roy and I took the bowl, and gave her a note that read (more or less) as follows:

If you ever want to see your bowl again, you will leave candy at this location on your desk. Do not contact the police or the administration.
Signed, NOT Roy & NOT Bryant

While I can't be sure that she didn't tell our boss, I'm pretty sure that the police haven't gotten involved yet. Well she put some candy out, but it was just barely a handful, so I think the bowlnappers just took the candy and didn't give the bowl back.
So today we looked in the cabinet where we had hid the bowl, and it was gone.
As far as I can see, the only solutions are that either (1) someone stole it from the cabinet, in which case we've actually lost it, or (2) Jessica or an accomplish went through our cubicle while we were at lunch yesterday and took the bowl back. Since (1) is pretty unlikely, considering that I work at BYU, we've assumed (2). I'm sure what they want us to do is to go and confess that we lost the bowl so that they can make us feel silly for taking it. We'll show them.