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Tearing apart, a world without.      Am I nothing more than my memories? a ball of feelings and thoughts, moving forward, but always looking back to the past? Is what you see and what science can detect and measure and … Continue reading →

When 3 of your christian buddies notice one of your female friends and comments on her as a “possibility”… what is one to think? -= Edit =- Make that 4.

Calling in sick: (Email forwards & the like part IV) (Warning this joke is a bit off-color. I’d rate it as PG.) =================================================== Calling in sick to work makes me uncomfortable. No matter how legitimate my excuse, I always get … Continue reading →

 “But let no man bring a charge, let no man accuse another, for your people are like those who bring charges against a priest.  You stumble day and night, and the prophets stumble with you. So I will destroy your … Continue reading →

All these random xanga entries are rubbing off… so I’d like to do a random one as well. ^__^ Take this cute little test. Tell me what you get (if you’re comfortable) and tell me what you think of it. … Continue reading →

I’m too 😛 ugh 😛 to try and finish off Hosea 4. So… on another note: Four signs she’s high maintenance By Marcia Jedd Most men have been there. Many won’t admit they’ve been there: involved with a high-maintenance date … Continue reading →

Hear the word of the LORD , you Israelites, because the LORD has a charge to bring against you who live in the land: “There is no faithfulness, no love, no acknowledgment of God in the land.  There is only … Continue reading →

Ok, I think it’s time. Hosea 4, here I come. ::Takes a deep breath and opens the Word to the bookmarked page::   Random, Entropy, Destiny,… GOD! Father, you’ve been beating lots of other people up around me lately. Maybe … Continue reading →

<Randomness> Seven-Eleven, baby! Dreams: I dreamt today for the first time in a long time. My dad was in it and we were driving in random neighborhood. My dad would grab my shoulder as some sort of blur comes at us. … Continue reading →

I’m not home yet… Dad, can I come home yet? Why?– Cuties. I hate that what you see is not what you get. Whenever I meet someone good-looking the first thought that comes into my head is not, “oh… she … Continue reading →