I'm a married man.

Or at least I'd like to be.

Listening to: Anthrax- Catharsis "I'm in, I'm out again. And it knocked me over, into the light of an older soul. And I'll never die, 'cause everything I am is in your eyes..."

I recently have had a very sobering evening. First, one of my closest friend's dad died yesterday, and today was the wake.

Second, I had an excellent conversation with Sarah today. We decided that since we both don't really know which way is up...we'll wait six months before we make any sort of decision about anything.

So, for those of you paying attention, that means that for the next six months I will refrain from (seriously) flirting with anyone, and I will not persue any relationship with any female. Call it a fast if you will, but for the next six months it's God and school. As it should be.

Also, today at my con-ed placement there was a supply teacher, and that was interesting...

"Over, finished, done, gone, out....See ya!"

I played the flute, but you did not dance

Listening to: mewithoutYou- The Soviet

How else could I confess?
When I looked down like as if to pray
Well, I was looking down her dress
Oh, good God, please!
Catch for us the foxes, in the vineyard
The little foxes

Have I mentioned how much I love this band? Oh yeah. Moving on...

Last night I hung out with Amber, and her extremely metalhead friend Jason, and his girlfriend Candace. We watched army of darkness, and listened to death metal....and fun was had by all.

So the music shipment at Emmaus was slowed down, hence my "official" copy of mewithoutYou is currently unavailable. sigh.

It's reading break.

I'm going shoping with the aforementioned people today.

Yay randomness.

Who I am, who I'll be

Listening to: Project 86- ...And Help You Sleep

I can be a hero
I could be the light
I could plant my seeds
Inside the little ones at night

Sorry for the lack of postings in the past two weeks. Here's the deal, I had a test worth 15% of my grade, an essay worth 15% of my grade, and on Tuesday I have a book review due that is also worth 15% of my grade (in three different classes.) So that's been my business.

Mark and Christy have decided to make Riverside Community Church their church home, and that's exciting. There is a membership class on November 7 2004. So far, the Stephens, Sarah, Mark Christy, and I am attending. There will be more.

Ellen Stephen has decided (or been led to, to be precise) disciple Sarah in the Christian faith. This is the best news in the history of ever. They will be meeting every Sunday after church, and now that Sarah is moving back into her parents house and not working Sunday afternoons, there will be no time limit. Eveything works out for the greater good of mankind.

So, how have I been? I've been admittedly slack in my reading of the scriptures this week, I would offer my essay writings as an excuse, but that is not a good one. There isn't a good one, really. So, if you're going to pray for me, and that would be much appreciated, pray that I would not be slack with God. Thanks. Also, pray for Sarah and Ellen, cause this is truly the best thing ever.

So next week is reading break and I might be getting together with Paul Gillam, which, could indeed be swell.

Later this week, I am probably going to get my nipples pierced. (Yeah, I know that's random.) I've wanted to do it for a while, and, why not?

Anyway, I hope you are good. I'm almost fine. (I'll be fine when I'm finished my book review.)

cat versus mouse (mouse is losing)

Listening to: Mars ILL- Afterlife

"Bring sentences to life like,
"See Spot run across the freeway"
You can catch it on the Fox News instant replay."

From the above song. For some reason I'v been singing the line "See Spot run across the freeway" for a few days now. It's a funny thought. I sang it at work and one of my co-employee's got mad at me, apparently she has recently acquired a puppy by the name of Spot. Oops. Sorry Jenny.

Today I got to play a game of cat and mouse, At the Riverside Church Fair Sarah and I painted faces of all the children...well...she did most of the painting. She's much more artistically inclined than myself. I painted her as a cat, and she painted me as a mouse. Hmmm... The symbolism stikes me. A cat. hunting its prey. Then playing with it, before crushing its pathetic tiny body between its paws, ripping it's heart to pieces. Poor mouse.

Just kidding 'bout that.

So, one of my friends at work is named Christy. I met two of her friends at school on Thursday and apparently they think I'm hot. I do not say this to brag, or to make myself sound good, or anything like that. I just think it's really funny that like, two years ago all I wanted was to meet an attractive Christian girl that thinks I'm hot. I thought it was an impossibility, but all of a sudden, when I don't want a freaking girlfriend there's these girls matching the above criterion. What the crap?! Maybe this is a lesson from God. See, two years ago I would've dated any hot girl as long as she said she was a Christian. But now that I've realized how serious relationships actually are, and I'm looking for things such as, oh say, spiritual maturity and not just appearance. So I'm meeting these girls, and they are attracted to me, hopefully, because of my spiritual maturity, I'm actually at a loss. It's great when I can make people think, and when my passion for God inspires them...but I need to be inspired by my wife too. I'm not trying to say that I'm the be all end all of spiritual maturity here, or that all thse girls aren't smart (they are), it's just that...I don't know. I just can't be bothered with this right now. God works in real funny ways.

Here's the clincher: This should be you

Listening to: mewithoutYou- Son of a Widow Wow.

I've realized a few things lately, so like the ever respectable code I shall make a list of these things:

1. I have been ignoring my responsibility to read the Bible and pray lately. It's easy to get in the habit of not doing these things, that are neccessary for my survival, just because I'm lazy... and too proud to pray as much as I know I need to. This must stop.

2. code and I have been listening to almost the exact same music this summer...hmmm...does that mean it's good stuff? Check out:

mewithoutYou- Catch for Us the Foxes
Pedro the Lion- Control
Underoath- (They're Only Chasing Safety)
Chevelle- This Type of Thinking (Could Do Us In)

3. School really makes me think. Seemingly insignificant words are so freaking important. Do me a favour: Define the word "the" for me right now. Or how 'bout "of." Yeah. That's what I thought.

If ever I were to question God's devotion to my sanctification, and his desire to save me from my sin, I would picture Christ on the cross whispering to me "Here's the clincher, this should be you." (quotation from "The Clincher" by Chevelle.)

Arise and Die (Unite!)

Listening to: mewithoutYou- Four-Word Letter (Part Two) So, mwy's new record got leaked online a few weeks early, and whoa...so good. I'll be first in line.

Something is about to change;
Oh children, can you feel it?
Pretty soon, I don't know what,
but something is going to happen.

Your phone is ringing,
Father, can you hear it?
All your children screaming your name,
it's time for them to say goodbye.
See you in the lost country.

With these teardrops of blood
Blurred vision surrounding those
exiled.
Make not intercession, for my children
do not pray

"Oh how the harvest has passed,
and passed us by this day."

And if I were a fountain
My tears like the waters flow
I would weep bitterly each day
For these your exiles
My forgotten children

Please come home
Take me home with you