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Apr. 22nd, 2003 02:17 pm4/4
For the first time I was in a library that was not Quiet. This time it was not only not quiet, it was downright Noisy. They had a crew of guys up on the roof, re-tar-and-graveling it, which apparently involves making noises that sound like jets taking off right over you. I kept expecting to see bits of plaster floating down from the ceiling.
4/5
Ah-hahahahaha. **stifles laughter** Wheeeeeeeeee. Now I seem to be on a roll with tormenting telemarketers. I can't really tell the lastest story, since it's something that just has to be done in person. But it was a person selling security systems, and I told her all about our huge, ferorcious rottweiler. Who's name is Bob and is very nice but he'll rip your arm off if I tell him to.
Bwaha. Such a contrast to our real dog, a sweet-though-wolflike creature.
Now I'm going to go to bed and read Crime and Punishment. Seeing as I've been meaning to read it for ages and just recently a number of my friends-and-aquantences have been reading it, I might as well too.
4/7
Sunday I sat directly behind a hobbit. I swear! He looked like Elijah Wood with brown eyes. Same short height, thick neck, fine features, curly mop of Frodo-hair. It was uncany. And his father was wearing a large ring that looks suspiciously like the One.
Unfortunantly I sat directly in front of someone who pays a little too much attention to me. I dislike sitting in front of him because I'm rather afraid I get more of his attention then the program (And it's always annoying to think someone's staring at your back!). Nevertheless, it wasn't exactly a relief when he went to sleep halfway through and started snoring. **stiffled laughter**
Had various conversations about Fibonacci (yeah, guess who), parallel parking, and other stuff. Oh, and Rebecah totally made my day by informing me that she saw the Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers and she *liked* them!! Last time the subject had been brought up, she was still saying, "ooo, I would NEVER like that!" Bwaha. This is now the third person in church (besides me) who admits to not thinking they're eeeeeevil. Yay. I'm making gains at educating them, no?
In other news, Arby's has changed my beloved Roast Beef sandwich. Argh. Why?? I love those things, fast food or no. Hopefully it's a temporary thing.
4/8
Busy times. Tomorrow night is a birthday party, Friday I have to clean in preparation for guests, who are rather convieniently coming right after I leave for the weekend and leave right before I come back. Hm, I wonder if that was intentional? Anyway, then Saturday morning at an ungodly hour I start out for Calico Rock Arkansas with a group of un-kindred spirited girls for a choir concert. Then the actual good part, I get to come home and be with my bestest friend. In the meantime, I'm preocupied with fulfilling some resolutions I made to myself, dealing with personal emotions, and praying for the above mentioned friend who amazingly seems to share the SAME emotions at the same time. **twinship**
4/11
I should be packing, but I'm not. Instead I'm finishing listening to Andrea Bocelli's Romanza, before I go take a shower and fall into bed. Oh. Except that before falling into bed, I have to finish packing. AND set the VCR to tape a movie that's on tomorrow night (since the rest of my family is tech-i-ly inept).
Argh.
And I don't even *want* to go on this trip. The singing is fun, really it is. But the company...argh! Those silly, empty headed juvaniles.
But--**reminds self**--I'm trying to have a good attitude about it.
AND I get to see a certain someone Sunday night! **bounces**
Btw, this afternoon I was pretty worried about something, and so I spent some time praying. And I felt God pour on my his perfect peace, and I'm just so awed and thankful. He is so much loving then I deserve. I'm so glad my life, my world, my family is in His hands.
4/20
I have been very lazy and not written anything here for a long time. That means that this will doubtless be very random, as so much is currently stored in my brain.
To All Who Had Been Wondering: Sorry to disappoint, but I didn't like Crime and Punishment very much. It was an interesting psycological novel, but very depressing. Plus--why can't all great writers have the good sense to write in English? I hate translations--I want to know that the author chose these particular words for a reason.
Arkansas was not as bad as expected, Sunday night and Monday were tremendous, and apparently I pretended rather well that I was an adoring mother with the protection of a burly JMM as Joseph. (No, that's not John Michael Montgomery. Heehee) At least, we got a lot of comments after the Easter program that we looked like a great couple, and I was told I looked very serene. Ha. I was just praying that Brooke (yes, baby Jesus was a girl this year) wouldn't start crying.
As an aside, last night I made my dad laugh harder then I think he ever has. =D All because I talked to a telemarketer in the same accent she had herself! Apparently my own self and a southern belle accent (Ah say, yo-uh want'a sell me sihdin' for mah house?) seem incongruitus. ; )
For the first time I was in a library that was not Quiet. This time it was not only not quiet, it was downright Noisy. They had a crew of guys up on the roof, re-tar-and-graveling it, which apparently involves making noises that sound like jets taking off right over you. I kept expecting to see bits of plaster floating down from the ceiling.
4/5
Ah-hahahahaha. **stifles laughter** Wheeeeeeeeee. Now I seem to be on a roll with tormenting telemarketers. I can't really tell the lastest story, since it's something that just has to be done in person. But it was a person selling security systems, and I told her all about our huge, ferorcious rottweiler. Who's name is Bob and is very nice but he'll rip your arm off if I tell him to.
Bwaha. Such a contrast to our real dog, a sweet-though-wolflike creature.
Now I'm going to go to bed and read Crime and Punishment. Seeing as I've been meaning to read it for ages and just recently a number of my friends-and-aquantences have been reading it, I might as well too.
4/7
Sunday I sat directly behind a hobbit. I swear! He looked like Elijah Wood with brown eyes. Same short height, thick neck, fine features, curly mop of Frodo-hair. It was uncany. And his father was wearing a large ring that looks suspiciously like the One.
Unfortunantly I sat directly in front of someone who pays a little too much attention to me. I dislike sitting in front of him because I'm rather afraid I get more of his attention then the program (And it's always annoying to think someone's staring at your back!). Nevertheless, it wasn't exactly a relief when he went to sleep halfway through and started snoring. **stiffled laughter**
Had various conversations about Fibonacci (yeah, guess who), parallel parking, and other stuff. Oh, and Rebecah totally made my day by informing me that she saw the Fellowship of the Ring and The Two Towers and she *liked* them!! Last time the subject had been brought up, she was still saying, "ooo, I would NEVER like that!" Bwaha. This is now the third person in church (besides me) who admits to not thinking they're eeeeeevil. Yay. I'm making gains at educating them, no?
In other news, Arby's has changed my beloved Roast Beef sandwich. Argh. Why?? I love those things, fast food or no. Hopefully it's a temporary thing.
4/8
Busy times. Tomorrow night is a birthday party, Friday I have to clean in preparation for guests, who are rather convieniently coming right after I leave for the weekend and leave right before I come back. Hm, I wonder if that was intentional? Anyway, then Saturday morning at an ungodly hour I start out for Calico Rock Arkansas with a group of un-kindred spirited girls for a choir concert. Then the actual good part, I get to come home and be with my bestest friend. In the meantime, I'm preocupied with fulfilling some resolutions I made to myself, dealing with personal emotions, and praying for the above mentioned friend who amazingly seems to share the SAME emotions at the same time. **twinship**
4/11
I should be packing, but I'm not. Instead I'm finishing listening to Andrea Bocelli's Romanza, before I go take a shower and fall into bed. Oh. Except that before falling into bed, I have to finish packing. AND set the VCR to tape a movie that's on tomorrow night (since the rest of my family is tech-i-ly inept).
Argh.
And I don't even *want* to go on this trip. The singing is fun, really it is. But the company...argh! Those silly, empty headed juvaniles.
But--**reminds self**--I'm trying to have a good attitude about it.
AND I get to see a certain someone Sunday night! **bounces**
Btw, this afternoon I was pretty worried about something, and so I spent some time praying. And I felt God pour on my his perfect peace, and I'm just so awed and thankful. He is so much loving then I deserve. I'm so glad my life, my world, my family is in His hands.
4/20
I have been very lazy and not written anything here for a long time. That means that this will doubtless be very random, as so much is currently stored in my brain.
To All Who Had Been Wondering: Sorry to disappoint, but I didn't like Crime and Punishment very much. It was an interesting psycological novel, but very depressing. Plus--why can't all great writers have the good sense to write in English? I hate translations--I want to know that the author chose these particular words for a reason.
Arkansas was not as bad as expected, Sunday night and Monday were tremendous, and apparently I pretended rather well that I was an adoring mother with the protection of a burly JMM as Joseph. (No, that's not John Michael Montgomery. Heehee) At least, we got a lot of comments after the Easter program that we looked like a great couple, and I was told I looked very serene. Ha. I was just praying that Brooke (yes, baby Jesus was a girl this year) wouldn't start crying.
As an aside, last night I made my dad laugh harder then I think he ever has. =D All because I talked to a telemarketer in the same accent she had herself! Apparently my own self and a southern belle accent (Ah say, yo-uh want'a sell me sihdin' for mah house?) seem incongruitus. ; )