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Saturday, January 12, 2008

Sat, 12 Jan 2008 07:29:35 GMT

I've decided that DCC was awesome. I'm not sure if I realized it while I was there, but thinking back to the sessions that we had, I realized how much God was working there.

The worship was awesome. Even if the band played a song that I strongly dislike, I was still able to focus on the words and praise God (it's hard for me to focus on the words of worship music, without being critical of the music itself).

It's nice that God has provided me with people who are willing to pray with me.

I feel like I'm just staring blankly at the screen right now. It's bedtime, methinks.

When I'm tired, I tend to say things like this: "It's like a subliminal message, only blatant."

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Thu, 10 Jan 2008 03:51:31 GMT

It's nice to know that a clean-well lighted place isn't all that I have.

Monday, December 24, 2007

Mon, 24 Dec 2007 05:14:39 GMT

Sometimes I try to find that repitition. Those things that always seem to be there, those annoyingly consistent things. I can't find them, sometimes. I really want them.

Note: listen to the studio version of the song White Chalk. You may understand what I'm thinking. Unless my thoughts of the song are way too obscure. Or too far-fetched.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Thu, 20 Dec 2007 05:30:57 GMT

I have so many questions concerning the significance of dreams.... and then I'm told this? Bah.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Fri, 12 Oct 2007 06:45:09 GMT

Is that the answer? I wish I knew for certain. I just want a crystal clear sign... It's not that hard for You to send one, is it?

Slightly frustrated. Slightly unsure.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Wed, 10 Oct 2007 04:23:27 GMT

Our conversation concerning perfume named Dragon's Breath:
Eric: "It smells like a furniture store."
Me: "Imagine being swallowed by a Dragon only to find a partially digested furniture store in it."
Jay: "You're weird."
Eric: "Only thing is, the partially digested furniture store has an old man in it who loves belly buttons."
Me: "So, imagine a partially digested furniture store, with a partially digested old man sitting on a chair asking 'can I see your belly button?'"
Eric: "And his finger in his own belly button."

^That conversation actually lasted for about ten minutes. It was rather interesting.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Fri, 14 Sep 2007 04:57:00 GMT

So... Yeah. It's been a while since I've written here.

College has been going for the past three weeks. Taking eighteen credits.

Strange part of it all is that I'm in Concert Choir (and yes, if you just involuntarily covered your ears, that's a perfectly normal reaction to hearing the words Josh and Sing in the same sentence).

And in case you are wondering, I am in fact procrastinating. I really don't want to read this chapter on writing Major Scales. Woohoo.

Courtney is gone. She'll be gone for a year, in fact. It's kind of weird to think.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Thu, 02 Aug 2007 21:44:18 GMT

Something that I did not necessarily want to hear from my nerdiest friend:

"Josh, you have just surpassed nerdom."

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Thu, 05 Jul 2007 16:31:24 GMT

"Unleashes a shower of flowers and exploding fairies."

Emily and I are going to make a fortune writing descriptions for fireworks.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Mon, 25 Jun 2007 04:00:10 GMT

"Josh, Sarah, Chris... We're going squirrel catching."

I think she was serious.