Get ready for some nasty close-ups! The holes in my face aren't too nasty.. its the zits that I refer to. So what happened you may ask? I really wish that I could have a cool story to go behind it to make you all woo and wow over my hard-coreness. I mean a biking accident or an aligator attack story would be interesting... but no, it was because I am retarded. I was at the pool here at Skyridge apartments with a bunch of the pest control guys and we were having a great time. Trent and I were in the pool and we had the great idea to have an underwater race to see how far we could get with only one breath. The race starts... all eyes watched with anticipation to see the victorious party... but as Zak nears the wall he doesn't slow down to turn back and BAM! I totally ran head first into the wall!! I have never had such terrible perception of distance before- I was stunned! I th
ink what happened is that as I put my hands in front of me to do a breast stroke I BARELY missed touching the wall and I plummeted my face right into the wall of the pool. OUCH. It was an odd sensation. As I stood up I thought that there might be a small scrape on my face and I felt like and idiot, but then as people began to look and me they said "get out of the pool- you're bleeding like crazy!" Sure enough, there was blood pouring down my face from the top of my nose. I ran to the bathroom to behold two large gouges out of my face. GREAT. T
his can NOT be good for selling. I tried to stop the bleeding for a good 2 hours, but it was still slowly coming out so I decided to go to a clinic to get it checked out. The clinic took FOREVER. First off, you know how they have a sign that says 'sign in and be seated'? I sign in, I seat myself, and I wait for 40 minutes. Then I notice that there is nobody in the waiting room with me... everybody was helped. I 
go to the desk and ask "Do you know when I will be called back?" At that moment I noticed on the sign in sheet that my name was CROSSED OFF!!!! Apparently there was a Zachary two names before mine and they crossed me out thinking I was him. ANNOYING! So finally I got back to the doctor and they figured stitching would be a bit hard for what happened, so they used Derma-bond. It is like stitches, but it is a glue that just glues the skin together- It did pretty well. Maybe you should all start praying that I be smarter as well as a pestilence occuring in Chicago... they will both be very helpful. Thanks!
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Poor Zak! That is terrible! You must have really been going for the win! Maybe people will feel sorry for you and your sales will grow! I hope that doesn't scar! Keep vitamin E on it and stay out of the sun! Good luck.
I must have been really upset by that blog because I exclamationed every sentence. Ya - I'm a geek!!!!
OOOOOHHHH - Ooowwwww! That looks painful! I'm sorry that happened. It's a tiny bit funny how you did it, but it doesn't look funny at all. That sucks about the waiting room, too. Dorks! I hope it feels better.
That's weird - my standard prayer always includes, "Please bless Zak to be smarter." So I've already got that covered.
This is sort of a tangent, but right now I'd really like to buy some pest control from you! Yesterday was the worst day ever for bugs and spiders at our house. I was doing the dishes, and I turned to grab a bowl off the counter, when I saw a HUGE spider all perched on the fork in the bowl. It had those big black eye/feeler things. It was so gross and scared the crap out of me! I don't know how or when it got there. So I rinsed it off the fork and it was running all over the sink and I finally got it down and garbage disposaled it - eeewww. Then later there was a huge beetle running all over the counter. Then that night I was turning off the lights to go to bed, when I spotted two enormous spiders in the stairway. One had a huge belly, and I kept imagining the pop if I squished him, so I woke Paul up and made him get them. Then I went in the bathroom to take a shower, and I was scanning the walls for more spiders. Phew - none there. Then I opened the shower curtain and this long black spider comes racing out of the curtain and runs all crazy all over the wall. WAAAAAAA I wanted to cry. So I made Paul wake up again and get him. Usually I'm not such a wimp and get them myself, but these were so gross!! This house seriously needs a spray-down.
Well, I'm doing a group rate in your neighborhood and it is about half price... so I can do that for you for about 99 bucks a quarter.
Sign me up! What a dashing young man you are.
Ew Mandi. I'm shivering at the thought of all the spiders you saw yesterday. I HATE spiders!
And Zak, ohhh, your poor poor nose. That would have been funny and really awful to watch. Maybe I should buy you some goggles so you can watch where you're going.
I would have been so bugged about the crossing off of your name! How retardo are they?
Oh, and Mandi, good one about the standard prayer..ha ha ha.
Mandi, call The Bugman. That's seriously the company's name. They do my parents' house in Provo and have done our house here a few times and we have been very happy with them. They even have a 30 day guarantee.
Zak! How sad for you! I guess the modeling career stops for you now that you may have a scar. Poor guy. That would have killed.
Mandi, I am so glad to hear I am not the only one to wake up my husband to kill a spider. I do it all the time. Spiders give me the creeps!
Thanks Jeni. I really do need to call them. The real reason I haven't is because I remember Ike saying that after you've have it done, he's gone down to the basement and there are all these dead spiders all over the floor because they crawl out of their hiding spots to die. I cannot get that image out of my head. My laundry room in the basement is forever covered with enormous piles of clothes and I know there will be gallons of spiders dropping out of that unfinished ceiling and all over the clothes. aagggghhhh I keep thinking I'll have it done once I get caught up on my laundry, but that is an extremely RARE occurence. Maybe I could spread a big sheet of plastic over the clothes. yuck yuck yuck I guess dead ones are better than live ones. I'm the biggest wimp when it comes to spiders.
1-Chicks dig body damage, (At least thats what they say...) so no worries. I hope you are feeling better. My nose hurts in sympathy.
2-I hate spiders!! And giant hairballs that look like spiders. Maybe that is only a problem around my apartment... 5 girls makes for a lot of hair. Disgusting.
I hate spiders too! Teylor came upstairs and told me there were 2 big spiders downstairs, so I told her to get them with tissues (I wasn't going to do it...) So later I went downstairs and saw 2 tissues on the floor. Teylor had just set the tissues on the spiders. I don't think she got it...
Hahahaha! Teylor is so cute.
Nice nose man. Chicks dig body damage!
My heck Zak - that is so bad. That is the ouchiest spot to hit. I bet you were knocked senseless for a minute. Know wonder you took so long to call me back - the hospital is seriously retards. You should learn from me not to be too patient about things.
Spiders are good - they eat insects. They are really industrious. Remember Lake Powell?
When I was little we'd play in grandma D's woodshed and there would be dead skeleton spiders all over the ceiling. Pat would freeze with fright. It was quite funny.
k. i need something new from zak.
Yeah. Nice nose and all, but we need something new. You're the one that's supposed to be having all kinds of fun and excitement.
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