Monday, March 21, 2005
"and it's 1:45, and I'm feeling alive..."
i love sunday nights. last night at dinner, kate and i decided that after going to see a film on campus we were going to bake a pound cake. and bake we did. we are officially the coolest people in the world. who else starts baking a cake at 9pm on a whim? shortly after we began baking, mr. sparky evergreen showed up at the apartment and immediately began creating ridiculous phrases with our letter magnets. the kid sat there in front of the fridge for close to an hour. that is dedication, my friends. or possibly insanity. of course, while he was doing this, kate and i were lying on the floor giggling. so i guess we're just as crazy as he is.
when we were finally able to tear ryan away from the refrigerator, we watched a couple episodes of six feet under and devoured the delicious pound cake- which, by the way, was topped with cherry pie filling, chocolate syrup and cool whip... well, at least mine and kate's were... ryan's was plain. how boring.
at one point, while ryan was working on his sentences, kate was cleaning up, the cake was baking, and the trainspotting soundtrack was playing in the background, i was lying on the floor thinking to myself how great my life is. at that moment, i was exceedingly happy and content. i couldn't have possibly asked for better friends. i can't express how blessed i am to have those two in my life. they've become my family, and i honestly don't know what i'd do without them. i feel home when i'm with them, and that my friends, is a wonderful feeling.
i love sunday nights. last night at dinner, kate and i decided that after going to see a film on campus we were going to bake a pound cake. and bake we did. we are officially the coolest people in the world. who else starts baking a cake at 9pm on a whim? shortly after we began baking, mr. sparky evergreen showed up at the apartment and immediately began creating ridiculous phrases with our letter magnets. the kid sat there in front of the fridge for close to an hour. that is dedication, my friends. or possibly insanity. of course, while he was doing this, kate and i were lying on the floor giggling. so i guess we're just as crazy as he is.
when we were finally able to tear ryan away from the refrigerator, we watched a couple episodes of six feet under and devoured the delicious pound cake- which, by the way, was topped with cherry pie filling, chocolate syrup and cool whip... well, at least mine and kate's were... ryan's was plain. how boring.
at one point, while ryan was working on his sentences, kate was cleaning up, the cake was baking, and the trainspotting soundtrack was playing in the background, i was lying on the floor thinking to myself how great my life is. at that moment, i was exceedingly happy and content. i couldn't have possibly asked for better friends. i can't express how blessed i am to have those two in my life. they've become my family, and i honestly don't know what i'd do without them. i feel home when i'm with them, and that my friends, is a wonderful feeling.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
in an effort to avoid doing work i stole a survey from katie...
1. What time did you get up this morning? 9:30
2. Diamonds or pearls? diamonds. they're shiny.
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? meet the fockers... haha... good times!
4. What is your favorite TV show? gilmore girls!!!! go 'head... make jokes. i can be a girl sometimes.
5. What did you have for breakfast? granola bar and green tea... mmmmm
6. What foods do you dislike? meat of any kind, sweet pickles, olives, spinach, lima beans
7. What is your favorite chip flavor? salt and vinegar is a favorite. sour cream and onion might be a little more favorite though.
8. What is your favorite CD at the moment? the used "in love and death"
9. What kind of car do you drive? a cute little green civic
10. Favorite sandwich? tuna melt on a pretzel bun from isaac's. mmmm!!!
11. What characteristics do you despise? close-mindedness, arrogance, dishonesty...
12. Favorite item of clothing? my bloomsburg university sweatshirt... soooo comfy!
13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? ireland
14. What color is your bathroom? white and boring.
15. Favorite brand of clothing? brands? i'm too poor for brands!
16. Where would you retire to? wherever the important people in my life are at the time
17. Favorite time of day? any time kate and i are laughing on the floor and ryan is giving us peculiar looks.
18. Ears pierced or not? yep.
19. Favorite sport to watch? baseball... but only when the yankess are in the world series.
20. What fabric detergent do you use? tide... mama says it's the best.
21. Are you a morning person or night owl? night owl like whoa... especially lately
22. What is your shoe size? 6. i have teeny feet.
23. Do you have any pets? my goofy springer spaniel, maggie, and our puffy beta fish, renton
25. Favorite holiday? i HEART st. patrick's day to the mizzax. it's my holiday for romance.
1. What time did you get up this morning? 9:30
2. Diamonds or pearls? diamonds. they're shiny.
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? meet the fockers... haha... good times!
4. What is your favorite TV show? gilmore girls!!!! go 'head... make jokes. i can be a girl sometimes.
5. What did you have for breakfast? granola bar and green tea... mmmmm
6. What foods do you dislike? meat of any kind, sweet pickles, olives, spinach, lima beans
7. What is your favorite chip flavor? salt and vinegar is a favorite. sour cream and onion might be a little more favorite though.
8. What is your favorite CD at the moment? the used "in love and death"
9. What kind of car do you drive? a cute little green civic
10. Favorite sandwich? tuna melt on a pretzel bun from isaac's. mmmm!!!
11. What characteristics do you despise? close-mindedness, arrogance, dishonesty...
12. Favorite item of clothing? my bloomsburg university sweatshirt... soooo comfy!
13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? ireland
14. What color is your bathroom? white and boring.
15. Favorite brand of clothing? brands? i'm too poor for brands!
16. Where would you retire to? wherever the important people in my life are at the time
17. Favorite time of day? any time kate and i are laughing on the floor and ryan is giving us peculiar looks.
18. Ears pierced or not? yep.
19. Favorite sport to watch? baseball... but only when the yankess are in the world series.
20. What fabric detergent do you use? tide... mama says it's the best.
21. Are you a morning person or night owl? night owl like whoa... especially lately
22. What is your shoe size? 6. i have teeny feet.
23. Do you have any pets? my goofy springer spaniel, maggie, and our puffy beta fish, renton
25. Favorite holiday? i HEART st. patrick's day to the mizzax. it's my holiday for romance.
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Saturday, March 12, 2005
forgive me... this post is very girly for me, but it's too cute... i couldn't resist...
**How to Love A Girl**
Play with her hair. Talk to her in movie theatres. Pick her up and pretend you’re going to throw her in the river; shell scream and fight you but secretly, she’ll love it. Hold her hand and skip. Hold her hand and run. Just hold her hand. Pick flowers from other peoples gardens and give them to her. Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff IF she wants to. Introduce her to your friends as “The coolest girl I know”. Sit in the park and talk to her. Take her to the library, and playgrounds, and train stations. Tell her dirty jokes. Tell her stupid jokes. Write poems about her. Just walk around with her. Throw pebbles at her window at night. When she starts yelling at you, tell her you love her. Take her to shows of bands she’s never heard of. Hold her hand in the mosh pit. Let her fall asleep in your arms. Call her. Call her back if she calls you. Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. Carve your names into a tree. Get her mad, then kiss her. Give her piggy-back rides. Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings. Stay up with her all night when she’s sick. Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones. Teach her guitar. Lend her your cds. Make her mixtapes. Write her letters. If she asks you to go to a show with her, go, even if it means a 5 hour train trip. Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones. Listen to all the bands she mentions. Don’t tell her that her favorite bands suck. When she’s sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if she’s not saying anything. Let her take all the photos of you she wants. Look into her eyes. Kiss her in the rain.
**How to Love A Girl**
Play with her hair. Talk to her in movie theatres. Pick her up and pretend you’re going to throw her in the river; shell scream and fight you but secretly, she’ll love it. Hold her hand and skip. Hold her hand and run. Just hold her hand. Pick flowers from other peoples gardens and give them to her. Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff IF she wants to. Introduce her to your friends as “The coolest girl I know”. Sit in the park and talk to her. Take her to the library, and playgrounds, and train stations. Tell her dirty jokes. Tell her stupid jokes. Write poems about her. Just walk around with her. Throw pebbles at her window at night. When she starts yelling at you, tell her you love her. Take her to shows of bands she’s never heard of. Hold her hand in the mosh pit. Let her fall asleep in your arms. Call her. Call her back if she calls you. Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. Carve your names into a tree. Get her mad, then kiss her. Give her piggy-back rides. Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings. Stay up with her all night when she’s sick. Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones. Teach her guitar. Lend her your cds. Make her mixtapes. Write her letters. If she asks you to go to a show with her, go, even if it means a 5 hour train trip. Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones. Listen to all the bands she mentions. Don’t tell her that her favorite bands suck. When she’s sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if she’s not saying anything. Let her take all the photos of you she wants. Look into her eyes. Kiss her in the rain.
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
"The whole idea of everybody wanting to be somebody new was an important insight in terms of liking God. God was selling something I wanted. Still, God was in the same boat as the guy selling the knives and Juliet promising to make Romeo new. Everybody exaggerates when they are selling something. Everybody says their product works like magic. At the time I understood God's offer as a magical proposition, which it is. But most magical propositions are just tricks. The older you get, the harder it is to believe in magic. The older you get, the more you understand there is no Wizard of Oz, just a schmuck behind a curtain. I pictured my pastor as a salesman or a magician, trying to trick the congregation into believing Jesus could make us new. And, honestly, I felt as though he was trying to convince himself, as though he only half believed what he was saying. It's not that Christian spirituality seemed like a complete con, it's just that it had some of those elements.
The message, however, was appealing to me. God said he would make me new. I can't pretend for a seond I didn't want to be made new, that I didn't want to start again. I did"
*from Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller... great book...
The message, however, was appealing to me. God said he would make me new. I can't pretend for a seond I didn't want to be made new, that I didn't want to start again. I did"
*from Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller... great book...
Saturday, March 05, 2005
ok, i haven't even been home for 12 hours, and i already miss lancaster and those who live there... or in the vicinity. i'm having some serious doubts about living here for the summer. i don't think i can do it. my mother and i went to wal mart today (if you want to see what people are like around here, go to wal mart) and i was dumbfounded by the clientele. it hasn't been that long since i've been home, but evidently long enough for me to forget what people are really like around here. i can't take it. if i have to live here for three months, i will surely go insane. on top of that, there are people in the southern part of the state whom i don't think i could live without for three whole months...
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