I discovered recently that I have a considerably low tolerance for frigid temperatures.
If I am doing something active (i.e. walking, running, dancing, etc.) cold temperatures are bearable. However, if I am sitting in a building it had better be warm in there!
No, it's not that bad. I just don't like being cold inside of buildings.
I like cold air, but not feeling cold. Trust me, there is a difference.
I also learned lately that I speak ridiculously loud.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
help get trevor out of here!
Hey guys, there's going to be a slick fundraiser to help get Trevor to Nigeria.
It's on February 13th at 8 pm. In Dundas, at Collin's Brewhouse.
Go here to see all the information.
P.S. Woo!
It's on February 13th at 8 pm. In Dundas, at Collin's Brewhouse.
Go here to see all the information.
P.S. Woo!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
more to come, perhaps later.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
you know what I think?
you know what I think?
I was gearing up to write a post about how I think the word "gorgeous" is quite ridiculous, but then I got distracted by the title of this post.
you know what I think?
Why does it really matter what I think?
Of what worth have I proven my thoughts?
What have I ever done to make my thoughts something that you should hear? Something that may be important to you? Something that could mean anything to you? Something that you need to make and take time to read?
Honestly, ponder that for a bit.
I was gearing up to write a post about how I think the word "gorgeous" is quite ridiculous, but then I got distracted by the title of this post.
you know what I think?
Why does it really matter what I think?
Of what worth have I proven my thoughts?
What have I ever done to make my thoughts something that you should hear? Something that may be important to you? Something that could mean anything to you? Something that you need to make and take time to read?
Honestly, ponder that for a bit.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
1 Corinthians 4:10-13
The apostles:
- fools for Christ
- weak
- dishonoured
- hungry, thirsty, in rags, brutally treated, homeless
- work hard with own hands
- when cursed, respond with blessing
- when persecuted, respond with endurance
- when slandered, respond with kindness
- the scum of the earth, the refuse of the world
- like MEN condemned to DIE in the arena
The corinthians:
- so wise in Christ
- strong
- honoured
- rich
- like KINGS
Monday, January 12, 2009
this is stupid.
I'm exhausted and I didn't even do anything today. At least, nothing out of the ordinary.
Good night. I'm going to bed.
Good night. I'm going to bed.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Friday, January 09, 2009
dunh dunh duuuuunh
so...
if any of you recall that i was complaining about my straightener disappearing once, a long time ago (about half a year in fact) you no longer have to worry about my furthured irritation, although i don't think i've even brought it up in at least five months, so really you're no better off than you were).
i have recovered my lost straightener. and guess where it was. no, not under my bed, although that was the first place i looked when it was lost.
here's the scoop: i was in my little brother's room because i wanted to commandeer one of his spectacular white t-shirts of which he has about five and of which also he has stained about four. in any case, i was trying to scout out one of said t-shirts and instead, i opened a drawer and kablam-o. there it was. my long-lost straightener. though i was sure and certain that i had asked him at least four times (probably more...) if he had it (because, honestly, who else would have taken it?). but no, no he said, i don't have it.
oh man. heads will roll when he gets home from school. or maybe i'll just play it cool and wait for him to realize he is straightener-less and see how he likes it... hehhehe
if any of you recall that i was complaining about my straightener disappearing once, a long time ago (about half a year in fact) you no longer have to worry about my furthured irritation, although i don't think i've even brought it up in at least five months, so really you're no better off than you were).
i have recovered my lost straightener. and guess where it was. no, not under my bed, although that was the first place i looked when it was lost.
here's the scoop: i was in my little brother's room because i wanted to commandeer one of his spectacular white t-shirts of which he has about five and of which also he has stained about four. in any case, i was trying to scout out one of said t-shirts and instead, i opened a drawer and kablam-o. there it was. my long-lost straightener. though i was sure and certain that i had asked him at least four times (probably more...) if he had it (because, honestly, who else would have taken it?). but no, no he said, i don't have it.
oh man. heads will roll when he gets home from school. or maybe i'll just play it cool and wait for him to realize he is straightener-less and see how he likes it... hehhehe
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