Let me explain my situation. I graduated from BYU and moved to DC to work for a law firm. That wasn't the life for me so this January I decided to quit my job, pack my car and take I-80 back to Provo. Objective: Learn to ski (I had never been before). So I bought my season pass at Sundance and picked up skis and all the trimmings at Gart Sports. I hit the slopes almost every day for two fabulous months. Here is my interesting observation: I got more dates as an unemployed, long-haired, non-student ski bum than when I was a clean-cut, MTC teaching, very responsible BYU student. What's up with that? What do girls really want? Girls, why are you so mysterious? BYU, please explain.
Christian Markanich
Herndon, Virg.