The Origin of Muffins

So i am here at work and i am seriously craving a muffin. I like muffins. They make me happy. Though i don't like them enough to consider myself the MuffinMan, I still have this deep craving for them. So in my efforts to think of something else i decided to research the origin of muffins.
Some initial research proved fruitless. The best i could find was this from encyclopedia.com

muffin (dial.) wheat- or oat-cake; flat spongy cake eaten toasted and buttered. XVIII. of unkn. orig.

I think the unkn orig means they are of unknown origin. More research showed that muffin recipes started appearing in the 18th century. Then i found out that there are three states which have "State Muffins". Minnesota has adopted the blueberry muffin as the official state muffin. Massachusetts in 1986 adopted the Corn Muffin as the official state muffin. Then in 1987 New York took on the Apple Muffin as its official muffin of choice. Why would a state need a state muffin? Are there even 50 kinds of muffins? And shouldn't some southern state like Alabama have the corn muffin? Anyways i am going to go buy a muffin . . . . .

First Day Fall '09

Well today is the first day of classes for the fall semester. things are starting out pretty normal so far for me. Right now i am at work and have a little bit of down time. So my classes this semester are all either Engineering classes or are chemistry classes. I am getting a minor in chemistry and all of the classes needed for my minor are offered this semester. It means that i have a huge classload this semester. I am taking 17 credits worth of classes plus 15 to 20 hours of work each week. I think that all of my classes in addition to being important are going to have a lot of difficult homework. Needless to say i am not looking forward to it.
Working here at the Library south desk is interesting. I get the same three or four questions all the time. "Where is such and such building?", "Where can i rent a locker?", "My computer won't connect to the internet. Can you help me?", and "I am looking for this book or textbook do you know where to find them?". I'd say that 90 percent of all of the problems that i deal with are one of these. It is kind of funny, you can totally tell which people are freshman or freshly returned missionaries, they are so lost. It is really sad sometimes, just how desperate they seem to be. I guess i was like that once. All wide eyed and unknowing. those days were interesting. I was here at Utah State and i didn't know hardly anyone. All of my best friends had gone to BYU or the U of U. I was the only one. Luckily i met some great people who became great friends up here.

My Ear

So last night I went to Bear Lake with some friends of mine and had a lot of fun playing this weird toothpicks pool game and ultimate spoons in the pool. That was way fun. We played with waterproof cards at the shallow end of the pool and put all of the spoons at the other end. So when someone got four of a kind you had to dash to the other end of the pool. Cami, the girl who invited us, totally fell flat on her face trying to cheat and get out of the pool and dive back in to get a spoon. It looked like it hurt but all she got was a little scrap on her knee. So then we decided to do some chicken fights. Those are where one person gets on another's shoulders and you try to knock down you r opponents. Well I had Cami on my shoulders, this is because I was the biggest guy so i got the smallest girl. We won our first match and then on the second i got taken out. Ben was the base of the other team and some other guy was on his shoulders. So after struggling for a while Ben steps back a bit and then charges me. I met him straight on but the guys knee was sticking out right where my head was. So in order for it not to hit my nose I turned my head. This caused his knee to hit right in my right ear. It was like the whole right side of my head exploded. The pressure and hit absolutely took me out. I dropped Cami in the water and tried to get to the side of pool but i felt like was falling to the right the whole time. My head was spinning. It took fifteen minutes before I felt like I was on solid ground again. The whole night was bad. After Ben and I drove back home I tried getting to sleep but my ear was throbbing. It popped once while I was trying to get to bed and it felt like something was coming out of my ear. So I got a Qtip and cleaned it out and there was blood in there. That scared me. So I spent the next fifteen minutes looking up stuff on the internet to see how serious it is to bleed out your ears. Luckily it wasn't as bad as I thought. So three hours and 5 ibprofen later I finally fell asleep. Now my ear doesn't hurt as bad but it still doesn't feel good and i still feel like my head is under water.