I seem to have picked up a habit of watching a movie several times (approx. 5 - 10 times per movie) before suddenly getting sick of it and moving on to another film. Right now I'm stuck on The Prince of Egypt ; before this, it was Mulan ; before that it was Phantom Menace (do check out the Snapshots - very koo-el!). And yes, I've got practically all the songs memorized - watch out, kiddies, you might be getting some competition from little ole me. Hee.
And, oh yeah - you would've thought that Hotep and Huy would've been smart enough to move out of the way after getting splashed the first time. But noooooooo . . .
Last night was bad. Why do some folks' bad moods last for three or so days? Why is a bad mood so (unfortunately) contagious? Argh . . .
If you're under a lot of stress from work, do me a BIG favor : get a "scream" closet. What is a scream closet, you ask? It's a little hole of a room where you can go in whenever you suddenly start feeling a lot of pressure, and you let go of all that pressure by screaming all of it out. What a concept! That way, you'll spare a lot of folks (i.e. your kids, your spouse - if you have one, that is - your friends, hint hint) the agony of having to suffer a bad mood passed along by YOU. Okay??
*ahem* Sorry - had to get that off my chest . . .
quote of the week : "hate never dies of natural causes, other than extinction." - L.A.T.
blog of the week : fickle.org
A quick salute to Katharine Graham of the Washington Post. She will be missed greatly.
I've got an entire story (that'll probly dissipate into the oblivion of gray brain matter if I don't write it all down pretty soon), some God thoughts and a few other miscellaneous things cluttering up my mind right now. As if you really wanted to know that!
Methinks I'm going to have to come up with some interesting things to keep me awake at work. And no, I was not kidding in my previous post - I guess my brain thought, "Oh, well, she doesn't really need me to file this stuff! I mean, that's what she's got motor skills for. I'll be on standby, okay?" and then took a nap on me. Tedium, tedium - 'tis a wretched thing, I tell you! And I seriously thought I'd be able to keep myself occupied for eight+ hours while my body did some crazy aerobics all over the office . . . NOT!
Tonight was great, though - you see, every Tuesday evening they now have meetings for the college folks at our church. So I went and had a little fun. And for some reason, everyone kept laughing because the youth pastor addressed us like the mature young adults we're supposed to be when it comes to that touchy subject : sex. And a couple of these folks were already parents! So why did some of them keep gasping whenever he alluded to that "dirty word"? Um, DUH - because nobody likes talking about this openly, maybe? Get real, you prudes!
Hmmmmm . . . every 'graph in this entry ends with an exclamation mark. That's, er, unusual, to say the least. Right?! (Heehee.)
I must be tired. Yeah, that's it . . .
Shoot - I think half of my brain shut down while I was filing stuff this morning. Ain't a great feeling . . .
verse of the week : "the heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands." psalm 19 : 1
It's amazing to me how some believers can be so hateful towards a group of people just because what they do is called a sin in the Bible.
The particular group I happen to be talking about are homosexuals.
Why do some Christians act so un-Christ-like towards these folks? That's stupid - and wrong.
A sprig of lavender
A little leftover treat from the wedding last weekend. These flowers smell wonderful!
Addendum to the last post from Friday : a shortened and tweaked version of a tale written by - well, somebody. Think fifth or sixth century A.D. (and for you politically correct folks, B.C.E.) Mediterranean sailing.
A ship's crew was resting at a port after a long, tiring voyage and met a beautiful young woman who requested passage to a remote island, where a famous sorcerer supposedly lived. The ship's handsome captain agreed to take her there free of charge, but during the ensuing voyage, all sorts of mischief began to take place, and suspicion was immediately cast on their passenger. Though she claimed innocence, and though the crew wanted to throw her overboard, the captain became convinced that it was not actually the woman who was pulling the pranks.Storytelling is, um, a side job.
Impressions from Heaven : There are no shadows. I think that's a rather strange concept, of not seeing a shadow following you about. I mean, where do shadows come from, anyway? How would you not be able to see your shadow?
I've got The Prince of Egypt playing in the background. I love this movie, even if parts of it are inaccurate - but hey, that's Hollywood for ya. My favorite song is "There Can Be Miracles," especially when the child begins singing in Hebrew. This morning I was rewinding that part a few times just to get all the words written down :
ashira l'adonaiAshira means "I will sing" in Hebrew. Dang it - now I wish I had the soundtrack.
Rainer Maria Rilke totally rocks. Here's one of his poems - it's kind of an echo of Jeremiah 20 : 9.
Extinguish my eyes, I'll go on seeing you.From Rilke's Book of Hours. Check out his "Love Poems to God." Sweet . . .
Dad : Anyone call today?
verse of the week : "let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up." galatians 6 : 9
blog of the week : foolishness.net
quote of the week : "There are in every generation those who shrink from the ultimate sacrifice, but there are in every generation those who make it with joy and laughter and these are the salt of the generations." - Patrick Henry Pearse
Feeling much better today. Better than I have been for a long time, actually. Two words for ya : joy unspeakable. Joy restored, period!