Hello all, today has been good to me. Last night I went and saw Tomb Raider 2 w/ Mark and Brad, or as they shall be know for the rest of this post, Mart and Brat, or maybe Mary and Bray? It was decent. Better than I was expecting, (considering I was expecting total crap). I finished my book again today, so now I am sitting here at work with nothing to fill the time. Oh well. A fun thing happened to day. A very pretty red head walked in and asked me where Chucky Cheeses was, I think she was flirting with me but when it comes to stuff like that I'm denser than... I dunno something really dense. Hey guess what another girl just walked in and she would have been cute except for one minor problem, SHE HAD TWO FRICKING METAL SPIKES COMING OUT OF HER BOTTOM LIP!! Kinda creepy if I say so myself. I'm hungry, and I'm brored. Tonight I was supposed to call Iah but then I remembered that tonight was/is setting up for survivior night. So I'm going to have to call her and cancel AGAIN! Bummer monkey. Oh well I'm out like the fat kid in dodgeball.

I have a headache so I am going to try and make this brief. It is a simple fact of life that those things hardest learned are often the most important, things taught by pain and suffering. Another simple fact is that hope in anything short of Christ, is despair, a leson so long in the learning, so painful as well. Also I find it interesting that I tell myself I will stay the course I have chosen, though I have chosen no course at all. Right now short of Christ I see no hope, no hope in school, in life, in work, in love, small hopes I have, I hope that this time I will learn to like Ian for Iah's sake, much like I'm learning to like **** for my sisters sake. Its amazing that you don't realize how much you miss someone until you haven't talked to them in a long time, and then you suddenly see each other. A small hope to mend that rift, that rift I helped make, I hope to also fill. No hope, this world is so dark without hope, without Christ I fear I might have done something regretable. (* **** * ***** *****) Well I will pray for hope. Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things unseen. I will pray for faith. Do you know the difference between being strong and being hard? Most people will tell you there is very little difference; Strength is like a willow in a storm, Hardness like an Oak; in the end, which is left standing? I will pray for strength. There must be a shelter from this storm. I will pray for rest for the weary. Letting go of what cannot be held, is very wise. I will pray for wisdom. When stumbling in the dark you are as likely to stumble off a cliff as you are to find the right path. I will pray for direction. I will pray that the God who is able to keep us from stumbling, will strengthen us in the dark days ahead. Sound the trumpets in Zion...

Many (2) have demanded (asked) that I update, at first I told one of them that no I would not because I had nothing to write, and though that is not entirely true, it is true enough. Today was an interesting day, I woke up this morning and realized that I had slept well the night before, or atleast so deeply that I did not dream. I've been dreaming almost constantly lately, not that I remember any of them (well some of them I think I think) they are those kind of waking dreams, the dreams that when you wake up from them you know that you were not sleeping deeply. I can't seem to sleep well, not that I mind really, as tired as I have been recently I would think that I was sick but I know I'm not, to be honest if I didn't have to sleep I don't think I would, it takes up too much time. Then after hitting the snooze twice or so (as is custom, unless I wake right up) I washed my face, got ready for work and went to the doctor. Then back home for lunch, then to work. Work was uneventful. Now I'm home, I went to get Icee's w/ Heather. It was fun. Once online, I talked to ppl. On an interesting not, Ren told me to tell her about elves and pickles, so I made something up. And talking to Steph Hulin I decided that instead of pulling ideas out of my butt, that I instead pulled them out of my armpit, a much cleaner place if not better smelling :-) (maybe I shouldn't have said that, seems gross). Any way, I intend to go take a shower, and then read until it is dark outside, I'm tired enough to go to bed now, but enough of my childhood is in me that I still have problems going to bed before the sun is down. Gnite all.