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Thursday, 21 August 2008

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    Black Holes and Revelations
    By Muse
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    Sometimes I'm a little blonde.

         This morning I woke up 36 minutes after I had to be at work.
    Actually, Harry woke me up.
    I had forgotten to set my alarm.

    Almond Turnovers.
     
    Yup.

    I'm eating Reese's pieces.
    I hate Reese's pieces.
    But I love their colors.
    Probably my favorite color combination.
    Yellow, Orange, and Brown.
    Now, let's see how they taste with Full Throttle: Blue Demon energy drink.
    ...
    ...
    Nope.
    Not gonna do that again.
    I think having a favorite color is pretty gay.
    And I hate it when people try to pressure you into telling them what your favorite color is.
    I mean, Seriously guys!
    How dumb are you people?
    God made all colors.
    Not only did he make all colors, but he put them together in a rainbow for us to enjoy all of them at the same time!
    How great is our God.
    And then you have the faggotry brigade, who use the rainbow as their flag.
    Then you have the anti-fags, who tell you that the rainbow is bad, because gay people use it as their symbol.
    Stupid stupid stupid people.
    I can't tell you how much it makes me angry when people tell you not to wear rainbow shirts, or scarves, or socks, or anything with a rainbow on it.
    God made the rainbow as a sign of his covenant with Noah.
    That never again would he flood the whole world.
    Which reminds me,

    The Day After Tomorrow.
    Who has seen that movie?
    I thought it was terrible.
    Firstly, I dislike Dennis Quaid as an actor.
    Immensely.
    Very.
    I like Jake Gyllenhaal in any movie, regardless of his playing a fag cowboy in Brokeback Mountain, but this movie was pretty terrible.
    It was far to unrealistic for one thing.
    A lot of it could be believed except for these three things which stand out like three sore thumbs, and possibly more which I've forgotten by now.
    One thing was the splitting of the ice.
    Why did it split exactly through the center of their camp?
    And then there were those wolves.
    Did someone let them out?
    And how were they so strong in the cold?
    And another thing I thought was pretty foolish was, The cold.
    They outran the cold...
    How lame is that?
    Very lame.
    One other thing I just realized.
    Shouldn't we trust God?
    That he will keep his promise that he won't flood the whole world again?
    I took the sunglasses test.
    Yup.
    Pretty accurate.

    You See the World Through Yellow Colored Glasses
    You live your life with optimism. You remain happy through the bad times, and your outlook remains bright.
    You judge all interactions through the lens of hope. You try to see the best in people, and you give them the benefit of the doubt.

    You face challenges with a spirit of adventure. Things are what they are, so you might as well make the best of them.
    You see love as the utmost expression of personal joy. You tend to be attracted to lively, friendly people.

    At your worst, you are a bit petty and jealous. You want to be everyone's shining star.
    You are happiest when you're daydreaming or thinking up fresh ideas.
    What Color Glasses Do You See the World Through?



    My niece, Rebekah.

    Harry sometimes lets her play the drums.

    Across the street.
    I only want this picture because of the sky.
    In ten minutes it changed massively.
    Pretty amazing.
    I love the brightness of the trees.


    And that's all.

Tuesday, 05 August 2008

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    Sawdust
    By The Killers
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    It's been some time.
    Since before I traveled to Ohio, and then back again.
    Since last I blogged.
    And even then, twas a poor excuse for blogging.
    As is this also.
    But alas, this, my friends, is Xanga...
    Not, as you might suppose, an important part of my life.
    Not as important as, hmmm, say... Facebook, per se.
    But now that I'm here, I might as well stay.

    My trip to VA last month was incredible.
    The best week of my life, yet again, as it is each consecutive year.
    Made a couple of new friends (I love friends.).
    And enjoyed the stopovers in Massachusetts with James' family.

    This past Saturday evening, I went with my family to Natalie Chapman's 15th birthday party.
    An enjoyable time, with good food, good music, and wonderful people.
    I brought my camera, but it stayed safely in my pocket.
    I had no desire to photograph what my memory would retain perfectly well enough for me.
    I met a wonderful young lady there.
    yup.
    Claire Martens.
    She's a new friend (I love friends, perhaps you knew?).
    And after an evening filled with talking and eating and drinking, we all returned to our respective homes.

    Tonight we had an outdoor bbq in the rain.
    Not as enjoyable as you might think on first thought.
    But the food could not be beat.
    At least, not easily.
    Still, despite the rain, enough people came.
    And we enjoyed ourselves.
    Eating and drinking and being merry.

    I love this.
    Isn't it amazing how good christian parties always involve lots of food and alcohol?
    God loves Presbyterians, so he gave us food and alcohol.
    mmm.

    I have to go to bed, for in the morning, I must work.
    In 5 1/2 hours I must be working.
    This means, 4 3/4 hours of sleep.
    Approximately.
    Stupid me.
    Oh well..
    Maybe I'll learn.
    Goodnight.



Thursday, 06 March 2008

Wednesday, 05 March 2008

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    Hopes and Fears
    By Keane
    Bend and Break
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    Bitter and hardened heart Aching, waiting for life to start Meet me in the morning, when you wake up Meet me in the morning, then you'll wake up If only I don't bend, and break I'll meet you on the other side I'll meet you in the light If only I don't suffocate I'll meet you in the morning, when you wake

Saturday, 01 March 2008

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