A Friday Afternoon Revalation.

GOD IS SO UNBELIEVABLY BIG AND COOL AND NEVER CEASES TO AMAZE ME WITH HOW MUCH HE LOVES ME. HE IS SO GOOD! HIS GOODNESS PREVAILS AND HIS LOVE IS UNCONDITIONAL. HE LOVES ME, SOMEONE SO UNCLEAN AND UNWORTHY, ENOUGH TO SEND HIS SON TO DIE FOR ME AND THAT IS JUST INCREDIBLE. HOW COULD I EVER EVEN BEGIN TO DOUBT SOMETHING SO INCREDIBLE!?

HE IS WORTH ALL CAPS!

Andrew Bird Is Cool. Is That Cool?

I'm all for moderation but sometimes it seems moderation itself is a kind of

extreme.

If I could pick one word to describe myself currently it would be "lull". And "nostalgia".

Coffee hasn't even tasted right recently.

I just feel like I am here. Is that bad or good?
Is nostalgia bad or good? I haven't decided yet.

I guess it all depends on what you're being nostalgic about.

I don't even know if I have anything worth being nostalgic about.

I know I'll be okay.
But there are just sometimes these points that go lower than the others.

"That's just fine, I think."

Up North and Down South.

travel.
travel.
travel.

going lots of places with people i love before i have to settle down again.

trying to stay up while i'm coming down.

!!!!

OMG THE SEASON FINALE OF THE OFFICE.

OMG!!!!

Regina Spektor.

I didn't realize how much I don't like music on the radio (uh-oh) until I was forced to drive my sister's car all day yesterday without a cd player or ipod. It was painful. And I couldn't just not have any music on or my own thoughts would have driven me mad. So, I flipped through each of the stations pre-loaded on her dashboard until I found something decent to listen to. Luckily, a song from the new Jars of Clay albums came on. That was about the only good noise I came across. I will take my car and all my cds on my long drive to Atlanta tomorrow. That is a promise.

I've been feeling really inspired lately. I think it's mostly because of all the Sigur Ros and cool, artsy Take Away Shows I've been watching. Like seriously. Come on. I need to find some sort of instrument to learn that is simple and easy. Sadly, I lack the patience to actually learn something useful, so learnage of any instrument is probably an unreachable dream for me.

Anyway, I was so motivated by Jonsi a few nights ago that I felt the need to try to look like him. In hindsight, this was probably really mean of me since he's blind in one eye, but oh well.




Mother's Day was weird.

Ming Yow-Yow.

Every time I do one of those things seeing what celebrities I look like, I always end up with Asian people.

Oh.

Figuring out what song will be the last played in Beam 723 A will be tricky.

But I have a few in mind.

College is like summer camp. Only it's longer and you actually see the people you love again.
And it's not in the summer.