A Better Day :)

This is how I asked Jessica to marry me. It happened yesterday at church. :)

A Good Day.

Today was a good day. That's not to say that other days have been inherently bad. And really today wasn't all that much better than many other days, since most days seem to be pretty good in general. However, perhaps today was particularly more bloggable than some.

I started out by sleeping in, which in my opinion is a good way to start any day, good or bad. Once I woke up I played some Warcraft III with my roommate Austin and with another friend, Scotty, who showed up later. After a few rounds against the evil minions of Computers 1-3, Mark came over and we went to lunch at the mall. Despite my aversion to large crowds, hanging out with a few good friends on a beautiful day wasn't as bad as I probably let on. I got a new comic book. We played some more WC3. In the evening, my girlfriend Jessica came over and we watched some tv, she read a while, and in general we just enjoyed each others company. Late tonight I played Halo with my good friend Darrin, who is now in Indianapolis. To cap it all off, I am now blogging about my whole experience, of which (as you know if you have read my previous post) I have been wanting to do more.

So yes, a good day. Though for those who are slightly less nerdy than I, I would venture to guess that today would not have been quite so enjoyable.

Turning a new page . . .

I've decided to start blogging more frequently. Seeing as my last post was over 6 months ago, I figure there should be plenty to write about. So I'm turning over a new leaf. I'm going to write a blog every week. And if that doesn't work, I'll write one every month. And if that doesn't work, I'll write one every so often. And if that doesn't work, I'm not going to blog anymore. So, prepare yourself to be blogged. Or just wait until I realize I'm too lazy to blog. :)

On Cats and Hospitals

On general principle, I don't really dislike cats. The two kittens Austin and I have now are actually pretty fun in a lot of ways. However, when I'm lying peacefully in my bed, minding my own business and I suddenly feel my ankles pierced by tiny claws and a few teeth, there's a part of me that wants to "accidentally" spasm my leg and send the little turd flying across the room. I am not a violent or mean person though, so I refrained from doing so.

Hospitals on the other hand, make me crabby most of the time. They usually smell weird. They're often hard to navigate and easy to get lost in. And more often than not, there's a creepy looking old person at the front desk, who when you ask for directions on where to go, or if such and such person has been admitted yet, they give you a sour look which implies that you should know better and young whipper-snappers in their day had better manners than to interrupt them with ridiculous questions.

I'm glad that I'm a children's pastor and not a senior's pastor. It limits my time in hospitals to the more non-boring areas, and there's usually some fun books to read. Either that or one of those table toys with the thick wires that you slide the big wooden beads around on.

A Blog . . . (of sorts)

I haven't kept up with this blog very well, I realize. So here is a blog, to appease the mass of adoring fans which hassle me daily, crying out for guidance.

(That last line was in sarcasm, for those of you who missed it.)

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