I have finished my Spanish career, with a few embarrassing "ummms..." and "how do you say...?"' moments during my oral exam.  This is a weird feeling.  No more four day a week treks up to campus.  No more pretending I know what everyone around me is saying.  No more trying to remember just where in the world the dumb accents go. The thing is, though, is that I think I will miss it.  A lot.

Outside of University of Utah mountain, life is in a good place.  I love doing sound, I love more days that are meant for outside, and I love the people I get to spend my days with.

What a sappy blog post.  I feel like there is just too much to say about everything, but I'd rather keep it short.