Put on your Sunday's best, Girl, we're goin' to town!

I have an infatuation with bluegrass.
I feel the most like embracing my southern heritage in the summer and in the fall.


The other day it seemed appropriate to learn sign language.
Paperbacks at the Gnu's Room were half off; A pocket dictionary for signing and abottle of water for three dollars.
You really can't beat that.

2-D Design undoes me. Any glue I have to piece my life together with disappears when it comes to all the guesswork it comes to designing something successful.
Truth be told? I can't complain, the guesswork excites me as much as it drives me crazy.

I am addicted to coffee. Nothing new, right?
It's just sad that in order to function during the night now I have to have caffeine.
And not just caffeine from black tea or a soda, but caffeine from coffee or espresso drinks.


I spend my life in classrooms, coffee shops, cars, church houses, and dance halls;
on sidewalks and treadmills; in bed and in books.
It has allowed me to come to the understanding that sleeping anywhere at any time
is more than possible.


It's easy to love people. As easy as it is difficult.
But it's so good to have the company of others,
there's nothing like being around the ones you love.
There's nothing like going from strangers to friends in five minutes.


I've discovered I don't hate olives afterall.
Hummus, pita, Sun-dried tomatoes, olives, and banana peppers... oh I want some just thinking about it.

Had to teach small groups last night. It went so beautifully, that only God can get credit for something like that... because when I first started working on what to talk about, I had a sit down discussion with Him.

"Listen Dad, I don't feel very godly right now. It's hard to pray, it's hard to focus, it's hard to do anything. If anything's going to get done around here, it's got to be from you... because there's going to be a big fat failure if I try to do this for myself."

Not long after we talked, flipping through some of the books, we came to Hebrews.
And the rest is history.. a supernaturally smooth success.
And I probably got more out of it than the girls did, to be honest.
But they were all extremely responsive and it seemed to be good for everyone.


It's a good feeling to be reminded that someone's on your side, cheering you on;
Especially when that someone happens to be the creator of the universe?
yeah, pretty sweet deal, I think.


Weird dreams lately, from what can be recalled of them.
Last night I distinctly remember lying to someone about my age to get their approval,
but they weren't really the kind of people that you should desire their acceptance, anyway.
I was trying so hard to impress and befriend this person (I think midway through he changed to a she... it was weird) that at some point we started talking about dreams, and I said to them... "I don't really dream either... not lately, anyway. When I do they're so weird." Oh, irony.


The subconscious is an amazing thing. It collects everything we think about in an hour, a day, a lifetime, and turns it into a buffet of ridiculous... otherwise known as dreams.

I can also vaguely remember having a few dreams lately where I'm just digging through my dresser drawers for things; nothing in particular, just things.

I went home two weekends ago, which I never do mid-semester like this. It throws everything off. However, I had to see my new niece. She's cute. She's already quirky, dark thick hair, and a small layer of what I call "fur" on her ears. I figure she'll grow out of it, so for now I'll giggle because that makes her more beautiful, to me.


I have gotten nothing done today. I've blown money on coffee and I've slept.
I've done more than that, but today was SUPPOSED to be my productive day.
I am going to end up getting in over my head if I don't watch it.


Keep an eye on me, make sure when I'm fully submerged that there's still air bubbles rising to the top.