Workin 9-5

...er, 8-4:30, in my case.

I like my job. It is gonna be good. Everyone's really nice.

Devon and Robert are here. We had pizza last night and we all retired early. (Retired in the sense of went to sleep, as opposed to Retired in Munch's Oddysee where it means dead.)

Speaking of Munch's Oddysee, it is the best video game ever. As we all know, I'm not a vid-game fanatic, but Scott got this particular one as his half-iversary present from me, and it was awesome! You play these two little aliens who have specific different superpowers, and you're aim is to rescue all the little Fuzzles and Mudokens from bondage by the Vykkers. It's so cute, you get this little army of aliens who follow you around and do whatever you say. And they say things like "Ah man!" and "Whatever." Scott and I spent the entire weekend fighting for the control back and forth. They need to make this game two player. I got really good at picking up Spooce, but not very good at jumping.

Sadly, that's all I have to say.

Drinking Like The Vikings

Evenin', All.

This fine night, I am sitting sipping mead in the spare room, listening to the fine sounds of Aqueduct. I won't have this luxury for the next week or so, since we will actually have guests in our guest bedroom. For a change. Devon & Robert are coming to stay.

I don't know Robert, but I'm sure if Devon has taken a shine to the lad, he's bound to be a fine chap.

The saga of the boiler from hell continues. It's newest ailment is an odd one. It will now let the pilot light catch, but it won't actually set the rest aflame. Bloody annoying, let me tell you. Words are going to be had, it's been going on for far too long.

Mmm. I'm savouring this mead. It was the last of the bottle, and tastes a little stronger for it. Delightful.

Anyway, I'm off to bed. From tomorrow, Lori and I are onto EARLY mornings. I'm working overtime in the mornings this week, as things are a little tight for us right now, so I start at 7. Lori catches her train at 6.15. It's going to be a tired house this week.

I hope I'm not too much of a grumpy sod to my visitors. Apologies in advance.

3's (And you?)

Last 3 CDs I've listened to:
1. Gorillaz
2. The Postal Service- Give Up
3. The Commitments soundtrack

Last 3 books I've read:
1. Great Expectations -Charles Dickens (Currently)
2. Knowing God -J.I. Packer (Currently)
3. The Secret Garden -Frances Hodgson Burnett

Last 3 films I've watched:
1. Hitch -starring Will Smith
2. Nothing Sacred -starring Carole Lombard and Fredric March
3. Father's Little Dividend -starring Elizabeth Taylor and Spencer Tracy

Next 3 films I want to buy:
1. The Incredibles
2. The Commitments
3. A Series of Unfortunate Events

...And you?

I got the job at Glasgow High. *giddy!

Letters to the Past Part 1

Dear former members of Tripping Daisy,
I still think of you often and keep up with the new things you are up to. Ben, I saw you in Glasgow opening for Interpol a few months ago. Mark, Tim, Bryan, The Polyphonic Spree rocks. Saw you in Glasgow, too. I will always be your biggest fan.
Love,
Lori

Dear Daniel Althen,
I am so sorry I made fun of you in elementary school. I was the geeky kid, and I thought the only way to be less geeky was to find someone else to pick on. I hope you are well today and making loads more money than me.
Sincerely,
Lori

Dear Lincoln,
You need to email me. I miss you.
Love,
Lori

Dear Jon March,
Remember me from TMI Pakistan? I wonder how you are doing these days. We had a weird relationship. Still in the military? Still robbing the craddle? You boosted the self-esteem of an insecure, depressed thirteen year old who thought lots about death, and for this, I think it was worth you being slightly strange.
Yours sincerely,
Lori

Stuff Parents Like to Read About When Their Children Live Across the Sea

Adopting the Benj format:

I haven't been in the mood to post lately. I've been dead tired. But I assume some of you will be wondering how the ole job interviews have gone so I'll give you a brief update to whet your ravenous appetite for news.

1. The interview at Glasgow High went very well! I was pleased with it and feel confident that if I don't get the job, it is because God had that job picked out for someone else and another job picked out for me, and it is not because I didn't give a good interview. However, having said that, I want the job more than ever after visiting the school and meeting some of the staff and learning more about it through the interview. So we'll see.

I also met with a recruiting agency on Wednesday, and they have arranged an interview for me at a law firm for tomorrow. I'm nervous about this one simply because I have less of an idea of how to ace the interview. I was able to learn loads about the school, but I only have a website regarding the law firm, and you can only learn so much from a website like that. So, we'll see how that goes tomorrow. Fingers crossed.

2. Rick Warren spoke at church today. Via video. He was mostly ok, aside from his "God does not break your will..." mumbo. Heh. God's broken my will on more than a few occasions. I should write Rick a letter about it to correct his theology. (After all, personal experience is the best form of theology, right?)

3. Scott and I rented Saved! this weekend. Saved! caused quite a raucous among the Christian scene when it came out last year so Scott and I were eager to see what all the fuss was about. It was sort of funny, I suppose, though totally over the top. (Christians even in the South aren't really that ballistic.) But I think the movie just made me sad. Not because some Hollywood film maker was poking fun at Christians, becaues that I can handle--and if it's funny, I can laugh. But it saddened me because what happened in the film all too often happens in churches and Christian circles. People lose their faith because of hypocrisy all the time. It made me despise hypocrisy more than I already do, and it made me despise hypocrisy in myself more. I am going to be even more conscious about how I portray Christ in my life and make more effort to not be a hypocrite.

And the whole pastor having an affair with the mom and it being portrayed as acceptable really pissed me off, let's be honest here. I hate adultery. Ooh, and I hate universalism and relativism as well.

4. I'm adding a new book to the Books to Burn list. The Message Bible[sic]. *Shudder.

EDIT: What the hell is J.I. Packer doing endorsing this crap?!

5. My husband is in a band. I hope this one is better than the previous one he loves it and has loads of fun.

He and I are gonna start a band, too. I'm gonna play synth. I'm already an expert at "Mary Had a Little Lamb", and I learned how to play "Joy to the World", "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star", and "Silent Night" all by myself in one night. And I can play all four songs with really weird effects. I must be a musical prodigy. At least that's what my mommy tells me.

Hi Emberfall!

In Mourning

Dear kind readers,

The end of an era has come to pass.

For three glorious years I have worn this nosering proudly. Neither rain nor snow nor hail nor sleet could make me take it out. But like all good times, these things must come to an end.

It is time to remove the precious ornament from my nose and begin a life of real grownupcy. I cannot be a professional in this bigoted world with it. Though the decision was a tough one, I have descended upon the path of responsibility. My family needs my financial support. I must rise to that duty at any cost for all our sakes.

The ceremonial Removal of the Ring shall occur tomorrow at 5.15. Please keep a moment of silence in honour of this bitter moment.

My nose shall look forever naked and too big for my face.

I got an interview for Glasgow High. Goodbye, fingernails. I gotta learn PhotoShop PRONTO. Please pray. This is the job I want.

Ain't No Aunt Jemima

I wanted to make pancakes, but all Tesco could offer me in the way of maple syrup was this...



Charming country, eh?



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