230. What are good friends for? Unfortunately, I put my eggs in one basket thinking I would definitely get a certain job in Provo and well, I didn't. Ashley was willing to scour the Provo Center Street vicinity with me as I humbly picked up unwanted but needed applications. In return, I let her jump on my back as we trudged through the new fallen snow. We did also enjoy a Mexican dinner, lots of talking and a movie. Thanks Ash!
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