whoa man

i saw 'sky high' and it is SO INCREDIBLY AWESOME!!! seriously. and i'm not just saying that because i like movies like 'scooby doo'... yes i liked scooby doo.

&@(!)O@^!*!!I@*#*@^*$&?

doofus of the week award goes to: john

for recycling all the week's mail. so, bills? invitations? magazines? school stuff (i know there were letters for him in there)? all gone. and he didn't even look at the mail, and can't remember what he recycled.

any guilt? not that i can sense. and because he's gone with his girlfriend for the week, i'm the one home who gets to call everyone (verizon, etc.) and explain the situation.

wednesday night awesomeness

it happened in this order:

gym
shower
make grocery list
put mousse i never use in my hair
grocery shopping: peaches 1/2 off... life cereal buy one get one free...
friend i see outside safeway says my hair smells good
i listen to killers cd loudly while putting away groceries and cleaning the kitchen
johnny o calls to see if i want to throw tonight- WITH MY NEW LIGHT UP DISC!! YAY!!!


the only way this night could get better would be if... john hadn't just come home and turned off my music so he can watch t.v. *le sigh*

sanctuary

moment of clarity. have to write (type) it down before i go to sleep.

it wasn't a revelation. it was more actually believing what i know to be true: that god will take care of me and that he has a plan for me. and that i CAN wait in/for/preposition the lord and he knows how to take care of me.

and believing that. and carrying it out. and wondering if this is just another feeling i can't hold onto... if i can prolong it... somehow make it stay. because this peace- which is familiar in so many ways, but the way my life's been going it's pretty new and strange- this peace needs to stay. it feels good. any ideas?

more lies from john david

"your phone is just in a purse all the time! i have a man's phone! in the pocket! braving the elements!"
"shut up- you just drop yours all the time."
"whatever! my phone has to fight to the death! on top of a mountain! during a lightning storm!"


john tries to explain why his phone is so jacked up.

wait- for reals?!?

i'm beginning to think that online quizzes aren't always completely accurate.



Which "Saved By The Bell" Character Are You?

hmm... then i took it again and it said I'm A.C. Slater. now i'm really beginning to distrust these results...

vigilante justice with lindy

lindy: thomas, bathe! or at least change your clothes! (i dressed him on tuesday, because it was my birthday, and he still has the same clothes on)

thomas: can i use your bathroom?

lindy: okay (anything to further his hygiene!!)


later that night...

lindy walks into her bathroom after the gym, all ready to take a shower, only to find (IN HORROR!) that thomas got a haircut earlier that day (why didn't she notice??). 2 new additions to lindy's bathtub: a huge ring, THOMAS' NASTY HAIR.

so she got out her hazmat suit and went to work. (i.e. put the water on super hot and washed it all down the drain). blech.

but, in the end, the marginal benefit of thomas' bathing outweighs the marginal cost of my cleaning my own bathtub before i use it. i won't have to vigilante, i guess, but stay on the lookout.

muu muu

we popped my birthday balloons
and sucked the helium
and spoke in funny voices

fun times with the 10-year-old






in other news, i met a guy named paul today who had a shirt with a camaro-ish car on it (as if i know anything about cars... it's a car. it was on the shirt.) and it said, "my other ride is your mother." hehe methinks, until i realize paul is incredibly tall and skinny, and a total nerd. but hey, whatever butters his muffin. am i right or am i right? EXACTLY. godspeed, paul, godspeed.

walk away

sah-WEET

love and kisses,

the now mature (pronounce mah-tUre) 19-year-old

lalala

party a smashing success.

strapless bra and dress behaved well.



hats off to everyone.

day camp: day five

in all honesty, i don't know how i'm not dead right now. i was at work this morning at 7, and just now got back from the counselor party after party (bowling!!). work. all day. nonstop.

tony and i estimate this as at least a 70 hour work week, if not 80 hours. and, of course, i'm not paid by the hour. so... it's just the same as my usual 40 hour week. GRRRRREAT!



i want summer to go on forever.


i'm gonna clear my head
i'm gonna drink that sun
i'm gonna love you good and strong
while our love is good and young
- indigo girls, 'get out the map'

day camp: day two

i meant to mention yesterday our bus driver.

WHOA MOMENTARY LOSS OF COHESION.

i meant to mention our bus driver in yesterday's post. whew. he told us that if we stuck any part of our bodies out of the window, any tree branch or passing whatever could take off that appendage (and i quote) "like a sharp knife through soft butter." The kids didn't respond, but I was even afraid to put my head near the window, much less to lean out of it, to tell eric that my walkie-talkie was running out of batteries. *shudder*... *soft butter*

today we went to the exploratorium, and i hung out at the staff station. whoa nelly.

day camp: day one and a half

"Theme From Pinata" (Bright Eyes)


I wish I had a parachute
'cause I'm falling fast for you
I can see the ground approaching
but I'm not sure what to do
I feel like a pinata
won't you take a swing at me
If you could just crack the shell open
I think inside you would find something sweet


I heard you like a hunter now
your footsteps in the leaves
And I would gladly leave my hiding place
yes I'm hoping to be seen
So let your arrow fly and sing
I'm well within your aim
Lay your traps for a thousand miles
please don't let me escape


Winter came to Omaha
and left us looking like a bride
A million perfect snowflakes now
and no two are alike
So it's hard for me to imagine
the flaws in this design
I know debris covers everything
but still I am in love with this life

day camp: day one

twelve... hour... work... day...

6:30 a.m. to 6:30 p.m.- yippee kay-yay.

reasons i like foosa

so i say, "i want to take this class"

and they say, "DEPARTMENTAL CLEARANCE!"

so i say, "how do i get departmental clearance?"

and they say, "get a form from our office"

so i say, "but i am in norcal, is there any way to do it over the phone or online?"

and they say, "please call back. our office hours are from 9-5 Monday thru Friday"

argh. why do i agonize so much over my schedule.


#1: he's short
#2: he plays a DANG good game of ultimate
#3: he's a s.m.o.g. (Sexy Man Of God)
#4: but seriously, he's short. and that's hot.

tricia. where you be at. tricia.

my dad has the voice dialing on his phone. another example of technology that just makes someone look dumb.

"emily"

please say the name again.

"emily"

please say the name again.

"EMILY"

please say the name again.

"E-MI-LY"

please say the name again.

this may be disturbing

tonight- after seeing madagascar a second time- i went to the shoreline to watch fireworks with some family friends and their respective girlfriends and friends. and my parents spooned.


god bless america.

foosa

wildhorse:

first off, it was a young life camp in oregon that our church used for its high school camp. it wasn't for ultimate, though i did play ultimate there. so no, kate, i didn't see scouter.

and speaking of ultimate... i'm thinking of taking this next semester off. i need a christian community. and ultimate practices when crusade, etc. etc. meet. it's not as if i can't have both a straong christian community and ultimate- it's just that they take the same time slots. finding that community needs to be my priority. don't get me wrong- i love my team. and i love my friends. i love hanging out with them and don't think i'm "wasting my time" or something like that. but i do think i'm settling for less than what I truly want. being with mppc this past week- i really thrived. everyone i met was genuine, and of my same faith. I don't realize how important that is to me until I get back to my mppc community.

that was one of my decisions i made at camp. christian community= priority. and somehow, i gotta find a ride to bel-air. I WILL DO IT. AND GOD WILL HELP ME.


oh yeah, and speaking of God... if you haven't noticed, i'm anxious a lot about the future and what i'm going to major in/do/whatever. then eventually i remember that God has a plan for me and i can rest in that. but let's be honest here- i'm still anxious. and i don't think that'll stop. i'm too preoccupied with finding the PERFECT major for me and the PERFECT fit for a job, etc. etc. i even look for the PERFECT pants when i go shopping- which explains why i have none currently.

looking for the absolute best burns me out, and i question if "perfect" things really exist. doesn't god even annoy me some times? if i'm not perfect, I don't expect other things to be. so i may put myself on some endless search for what doesn't exist.

a while back charley gave a talk at sanctuary, and one of the things he said was this: Hebrew "good" is better than Greek "perfect"

that is to say, when god created the world and said it was "good", that's better than when paul, in the new testament, explains a "perfect" christian community. good is defined, at least here, as in tune with God. what god wants. lots of things i can do now are good. brush my teeth and go to bed, read, journal, whatever. i think as long as God can bless it, it's good. that's my rule of thumb.

but "perfect"- it's making different degrees of 'good'. so- right now- should i brush my teeth? read? journal? my life is like that- but on a bigger scale. and i worry about which will satisfy me most- and doesn't god have a preference? shouldn't his 'plan' include everything?

so, of course, i just freak out and am anxious all over again. i don't see that all my paths can be "good" and maybe there isn't a "perfect" one. so now i have that figured out- how do i apply it practically?

*shazam* stop worrying!

no. it can't work that way. i don't know how i'm going to apply what i'm figuring out. this truth should make me stop being so anxious about the future. in the end, as long as i can do good, whatever i do can be made 'perfect' in God, so i shouldn't worry. yeah, circular reasoning. oh well it's past my bed time anyhow.




Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it." Isaiah 30:21

maurice

ok i gotta post more about wildhorse- but first! here's a wierd dream i had!

i got my leg amputated. but i couldn't exactly see that, my leg seemed to still be there, but i knew it had been amputated under the knee. there was a big line where it had been cut. so i was walking and driving around in this crazy funk mood because i was like, "i just lost my leg! and no one can see that!" and i was missing my leg and stuff. and driving my little brother different places. and i finally saw joe and he was like, "are you alright? is something wrong?" and i was like, "nothing."

joe is a good friend even in my dreams. and i'm still unwilling to talk about stuff in my dreams.