Blog title of the day..."clever title".
witty, no?
well, tomorrow is my audition.
TOMORROW IS MY AUDITION!?
Yikes. When did all that time go by.
Am I nervous? YES!
Weak in the knees? YOU BET!
Do I trust that God works all things together for the good of those who love him!? Yes, but I am lacking in peace. *sighs*.
So that's today's agenda. Spend time outside, in the sun, relaxing. Do some theory quizzing with my mum after she finishes work. Pray lots. Read my Bible, and ask God for peace.
There's a lullaby my parents used to sing to us when we were little. The chorus goes, "Peace, peace, I think I understand. Peace, peace, is holding Jesus' hand."
28.4.03
27.4.03
I had these 2 pictures from my friend Katy. They were taken on a road trip imr and friends took last summer. They went to Kelowna or Kamloops or something. I always get those 2 mixed up.
A month ago, or so, I noticed one of the pictures was missing from my wall. I was kind of mad about that. It was of Ryan F, Robbie T, Andwer and Julie sleeping on the floor.
This morning, I woke up feeling pretty happy. In my mirror, I saw the reflection of a picture of Christian Bale I have on my wall, and I was thinking about something Zoe said, and how CB reminds me of RF (or the other way around) and I glanced at my closet, where I have the other Katy picture, and SHOCK! It was gone! IT is gone!
SO FREAKIN' CREEPY!
This one is of Ryan F and Robbie T being "sexy". It's funny.
Somebody who I invited into my home, into my room has decided it would be fun to steal stuff from me, and mess with my CD's, and just generally...screw me over (albeit in minor ways).
That's really lame.
A month ago, or so, I noticed one of the pictures was missing from my wall. I was kind of mad about that. It was of Ryan F, Robbie T, Andwer and Julie sleeping on the floor.
This morning, I woke up feeling pretty happy. In my mirror, I saw the reflection of a picture of Christian Bale I have on my wall, and I was thinking about something Zoe said, and how CB reminds me of RF (or the other way around) and I glanced at my closet, where I have the other Katy picture, and SHOCK! It was gone! IT is gone!
SO FREAKIN' CREEPY!
This one is of Ryan F and Robbie T being "sexy". It's funny.
Somebody who I invited into my home, into my room has decided it would be fun to steal stuff from me, and mess with my CD's, and just generally...screw me over (albeit in minor ways).
That's really lame.
OH, and more than bringing a peace to the room, He brought peace to our hearts.
He calmed our anxiousness, stress, worry and fear.
God showed us his love, security, gentleness and authority.
I ended up missing a show Nicole built, and I'm missing imr @ the brickyard right now but the thing is this:
I know I spent the evening in the presence of the Holy One. Of my Father. And there is no place on earth I would rather be. To those I made promises to, and hence disappointed, I am deeply sorry. I hope you can understand and forgive me, even if you need to be mad for a while first. But I trust that our friendships run deep enough that you will understand, and know that it is never my intention to hurt you, reject you, insult you or make you feel unimportant.
I love you.
My Cap audition is on Tuesday, and I need to choreograph "Almost Like Being In Love" (Brigadoon) because it's a musical theatre piece! Part of that genre is dance and performance...Lord, grant me the grace and skill and talent and confidence to perform this piece, and to own the room when I sing it and "Take Me To A Green Isle".
Thank you for this opportunity, and for these gifts...I surrender them to you. Be with me. Give me peace in my heart (and my belly) to trust you.
in Jesus' name, Amen.
Hey blog readers. Thanks for praying with me. If you read and you don't believe, I hope you can respect that I do. Comment away, or don't.
I am now going to the land of Off-line. GOobahnite!
He calmed our anxiousness, stress, worry and fear.
God showed us his love, security, gentleness and authority.
I ended up missing a show Nicole built, and I'm missing imr @ the brickyard right now but the thing is this:
I know I spent the evening in the presence of the Holy One. Of my Father. And there is no place on earth I would rather be. To those I made promises to, and hence disappointed, I am deeply sorry. I hope you can understand and forgive me, even if you need to be mad for a while first. But I trust that our friendships run deep enough that you will understand, and know that it is never my intention to hurt you, reject you, insult you or make you feel unimportant.
I love you.
My Cap audition is on Tuesday, and I need to choreograph "Almost Like Being In Love" (Brigadoon) because it's a musical theatre piece! Part of that genre is dance and performance...Lord, grant me the grace and skill and talent and confidence to perform this piece, and to own the room when I sing it and "Take Me To A Green Isle".
Thank you for this opportunity, and for these gifts...I surrender them to you. Be with me. Give me peace in my heart (and my belly) to trust you.
in Jesus' name, Amen.
Hey blog readers. Thanks for praying with me. If you read and you don't believe, I hope you can respect that I do. Comment away, or don't.
I am now going to the land of Off-line. GOobahnite!
Tonight's house church was amazing.
I can't quite describe it, as words for the presence and healing work of God are futile.
I went in angry and frustrated, ready to give up or give in, or rain down judgement and then cry. But I gave all that over to God, and invited Him to work.
It's amazing how He knows just what to do. He brought such a peace upon the room, and brought us to humility and praise in a time of prayer.
May the blessings of the Lord be HEAPED upon your head, today and always.
love melinda.
I can't quite describe it, as words for the presence and healing work of God are futile.
I went in angry and frustrated, ready to give up or give in, or rain down judgement and then cry. But I gave all that over to God, and invited Him to work.
It's amazing how He knows just what to do. He brought such a peace upon the room, and brought us to humility and praise in a time of prayer.
May the blessings of the Lord be HEAPED upon your head, today and always.
love melinda.
25.4.03
I'm typing with Julianne sitting on my lap. Not an easy feat, let me tell you. It just puts your hands in an awkward awkward awkward typing position.
This morning I set out to do some theory after an hour or 2 of "napping", but then I woke up @ 1:54pm. YIKES!
I also awoke @ 11:45am because my dad came in, and I freaked out! I thought maybe I'd missed work, but I hadn't.
*phew*
The blog here seems to be attracting some scandal in the comments section. Isn't that weird!? Well, I think it's werid. It's a lot easier for me to be a jerk when I'm typing than in real life.
I think I get annoyed with greater ease over the 'net than in real life.
I guess I'm just not an internet kinda girl.
I don't suppose that's a bad thing, though.
The keyboard I'm using here @ work doesn't respond well to my hands. I have to type really hard to get the letters I want.
Grr.
Isn't life tough?
My Cap College audition is on Tuesday.
And I have a recital on Sunday.
And cousin Matthew is sleeping over tomorrow. We're going to Granville Island to buy beads.
Ta!
This morning I set out to do some theory after an hour or 2 of "napping", but then I woke up @ 1:54pm. YIKES!
I also awoke @ 11:45am because my dad came in, and I freaked out! I thought maybe I'd missed work, but I hadn't.
*phew*
The blog here seems to be attracting some scandal in the comments section. Isn't that weird!? Well, I think it's werid. It's a lot easier for me to be a jerk when I'm typing than in real life.
I think I get annoyed with greater ease over the 'net than in real life.
I guess I'm just not an internet kinda girl.
I don't suppose that's a bad thing, though.
The keyboard I'm using here @ work doesn't respond well to my hands. I have to type really hard to get the letters I want.
Grr.
Isn't life tough?
My Cap College audition is on Tuesday.
And I have a recital on Sunday.
And cousin Matthew is sleeping over tomorrow. We're going to Granville Island to buy beads.
Ta!
23.4.03
My dad is mad because our computer is...well, it's a mystery. (I'm only posting this because he's letting me use his laptop...he's so kind...and I am truly thankful).
The bad, baad, baaaaaaad thing is that ALL our income tax info is on that computer...and it's due to be sent in in just a few days.
We had the computer guy over to look @ the computer today, and he said he'd had to reinstall some drives???? and it was doing fine.
Stupid computer.
StOOOOOOpid!
That's it...it's the 2nd coming...the rapture...machines are failing us!!
NOOOOO!!!!
Hey does this mean we all leave the others behind soon?
The bad, baad, baaaaaaad thing is that ALL our income tax info is on that computer...and it's due to be sent in in just a few days.
We had the computer guy over to look @ the computer today, and he said he'd had to reinstall some drives???? and it was doing fine.
Stupid computer.
StOOOOOOpid!
That's it...it's the 2nd coming...the rapture...machines are failing us!!
NOOOOO!!!!
Hey does this mean we all leave the others behind soon?
I went to see a play tonight! (Live theatre, whaaat!?)
It was really good! "Pump Boys & Dinettes" @ Richmond's Gateway Theatre...I HIGHLY recommend it.
The premise....4 good lookin' guys working the gas pumps, 2 lovely ladies serving in the diner....and they all sing the blues like nobody's business.
It's sort of a musical reveue (sp?) of original 50's style tunes. So fun! And the bass player rules! His name is...Sam Shoichet. And the main guitarist, Tim Williams...dude has some serious chops.
And I mean...the lighting designer is named Itari Erdal...how the stink could you not go!?
It was really good! "Pump Boys & Dinettes" @ Richmond's Gateway Theatre...I HIGHLY recommend it.
The premise....4 good lookin' guys working the gas pumps, 2 lovely ladies serving in the diner....and they all sing the blues like nobody's business.
It's sort of a musical reveue (sp?) of original 50's style tunes. So fun! And the bass player rules! His name is...Sam Shoichet. And the main guitarist, Tim Williams...dude has some serious chops.
And I mean...the lighting designer is named Itari Erdal...how the stink could you not go!?
blog title of the day: celebrate entrophy.
so the really awesome sub named Jamie lives next to my dear friend Teddy...how weird is that?
Aaaand Kat is going to Japan tomorrow...okay, today. YIkes.
I need to find a way to and from the airport...well, confirm a way...anyway...
way too much way.
THE CANUCKS WON!!!!!!! 4-1, oh man they rule. Woohooo.
The funny thing is that I missed most of the goals watching other lamer Tuesday night tv shows.
Ah me.
That guy who plays Clark Kent on Smallville is really cute.
MY right eye is twitching...I think it has something to do with the bike riding...or maybe the lack of sleep...
Uuuh...I totally had more. My Calvin & Hobbes Collection is up to 5 books now...not too shabby. I have almost the whole "Serious of Unfortunate Events" series...rah.
My birthday is on May 16...ideas for you...
- Jack Johnson's new album.
- the Chili Peppers latest album.
- a sweet-o gortex jacket (b/c by that time I'll be accepted to Cap Music and I know I'll need one for all those rainy days on campus *wishful thinking? or trusting God's direction?*).
- money/dates for ear piercing.
- phone cards (for int'l calling).
- a plane ticket to Minnesota.
- words,words, words...cool books, journals, pens...or just words of love from you.
- a fleecey blanket...ikea style (orange or blue...or whatever's left...not white).
- umm...use your imagination...cheap fun stuff is cool...oh yeah, and be ready to have fun fun fun fun fun!!!!!
TOo much cheese makes my tummy sad.
I have to make scrambled eggs for daycare snack tomorrow...ugh. I may just go hardboiled (with the eggs, that is). APparently tomorrow's sub is a poopie one...not like amazing Jamie!
I told the friend my mum thought I was dating about that whole thing...apparently his parents said the same thing...but he and I agreed "no". Sweet.
It takes me 23 mins to bike home from work with lots of coasting and 1 drink stop. I can probably get it down to 15 mins.
A perfect 4th can be augmented or diminished, but there is no major or minor. I believe the same goes with the fifth? (thanks for clearing me up jo...lessons learned when I'm dead wrong seem to stick better).
With more repetetive ear training in the next week, and sight reading rthyms...I may just get it.
Pray pray pray pray pray pray...cuz there's lots going on in the world.
There may never be a better time than now.
so the really awesome sub named Jamie lives next to my dear friend Teddy...how weird is that?
Aaaand Kat is going to Japan tomorrow...okay, today. YIkes.
I need to find a way to and from the airport...well, confirm a way...anyway...
way too much way.
THE CANUCKS WON!!!!!!! 4-1, oh man they rule. Woohooo.
The funny thing is that I missed most of the goals watching other lamer Tuesday night tv shows.
Ah me.
That guy who plays Clark Kent on Smallville is really cute.
MY right eye is twitching...I think it has something to do with the bike riding...or maybe the lack of sleep...
Uuuh...I totally had more. My Calvin & Hobbes Collection is up to 5 books now...not too shabby. I have almost the whole "Serious of Unfortunate Events" series...rah.
My birthday is on May 16...ideas for you...
- Jack Johnson's new album.
- the Chili Peppers latest album.
- a sweet-o gortex jacket (b/c by that time I'll be accepted to Cap Music and I know I'll need one for all those rainy days on campus *wishful thinking? or trusting God's direction?*).
- money/dates for ear piercing.
- phone cards (for int'l calling).
- a plane ticket to Minnesota.
- words,words, words...cool books, journals, pens...or just words of love from you.
- a fleecey blanket...ikea style (orange or blue...or whatever's left...not white).
- umm...use your imagination...cheap fun stuff is cool...oh yeah, and be ready to have fun fun fun fun fun!!!!!
TOo much cheese makes my tummy sad.
I have to make scrambled eggs for daycare snack tomorrow...ugh. I may just go hardboiled (with the eggs, that is). APparently tomorrow's sub is a poopie one...not like amazing Jamie!
I told the friend my mum thought I was dating about that whole thing...apparently his parents said the same thing...but he and I agreed "no". Sweet.
It takes me 23 mins to bike home from work with lots of coasting and 1 drink stop. I can probably get it down to 15 mins.
A perfect 4th can be augmented or diminished, but there is no major or minor. I believe the same goes with the fifth? (thanks for clearing me up jo...lessons learned when I'm dead wrong seem to stick better).
With more repetetive ear training in the next week, and sight reading rthyms...I may just get it.
Pray pray pray pray pray pray...cuz there's lots going on in the world.
There may never be a better time than now.
21.4.03
from Mr.Billy Graham...
"The truth of Easter has more than historical implications. When its truth in all its wonder dawns on us, it is capable of transforming our individual lives and, in turn, our society. On Easter Sunday this year, thousands of people will go to church to hear sermons on the Resurrection; but how many actually believe that Christ is alive? What a difference it would make if they did! What a transformation would take place in our homes! What a difference there would be in our nation's deteriorating morals! What an increase of purpose and power in our lives, if we caught the wonder of the biblical declaration that Christ is alive today!"
"The truth of Easter has more than historical implications. When its truth in all its wonder dawns on us, it is capable of transforming our individual lives and, in turn, our society. On Easter Sunday this year, thousands of people will go to church to hear sermons on the Resurrection; but how many actually believe that Christ is alive? What a difference it would make if they did! What a transformation would take place in our homes! What a difference there would be in our nation's deteriorating morals! What an increase of purpose and power in our lives, if we caught the wonder of the biblical declaration that Christ is alive today!"
Notes on the weekend:
- imr is a good sounding band.
- I may never attempt a drive home from langley without sleep again.
- partypartyparty makes me tired.
- Erina's house is a good place to make new friends of old acquaintances.
- Kevin isn't actually all that intimidating, AND he's going to drive my tour bus (when he's not driving Ted's).
- Along with a bus driver, I've acquired a hair stylist, a make up artist, a wardrobe person, an organizer aaaand friends to put together shows with. (Jen, Lorea, Kelly, Erina, Anna and Laurel. Rah).
- Mikael makes good parties. With great music.
- Kat can make any hairstyle (even the fried ones) look good.
- Always set 2 alarms when you're trying to wake up after 4 or less hours of sleep.
- When you miss an early morning beach baptism, always say you were watching from the tree.
- Ally Clarke made me feel SO much better today ~ Tree.of.love
- Wow. I love chocolate.
- My cousin Matthew is so cute.
- $40 put more gas in Big Red than I thought it would.
- the smell of rain on spring ground makes me want to dance.
- imr is a good sounding band.
- I may never attempt a drive home from langley without sleep again.
- partypartyparty makes me tired.
- Erina's house is a good place to make new friends of old acquaintances.
- Kevin isn't actually all that intimidating, AND he's going to drive my tour bus (when he's not driving Ted's).
- Along with a bus driver, I've acquired a hair stylist, a make up artist, a wardrobe person, an organizer aaaand friends to put together shows with. (Jen, Lorea, Kelly, Erina, Anna and Laurel. Rah).
- Mikael makes good parties. With great music.
- Kat can make any hairstyle (even the fried ones) look good.
- Always set 2 alarms when you're trying to wake up after 4 or less hours of sleep.
- When you miss an early morning beach baptism, always say you were watching from the tree.
- Ally Clarke made me feel SO much better today ~ Tree.of.love
- Wow. I love chocolate.
- My cousin Matthew is so cute.
- $40 put more gas in Big Red than I thought it would.
- the smell of rain on spring ground makes me want to dance.
an excerpt from "The Museum Guard" by Howard Norman.
"...And in advance, we can almost feel it, can't we? And in that sense we are tensed for an experience we shall never have. Time is stopped. And this, dears, is what the Dutch critic L. Van Kellik called 'the infinite passion of expectation.' "
I especially liked that last bit, hence the italics.
I don't like the book much thus far...too much sex...and it's weird. Very Canadian. But the cover looks cool, and Joanna gave it to me for Christmas and so, I shall finish it.
"...And in advance, we can almost feel it, can't we? And in that sense we are tensed for an experience we shall never have. Time is stopped. And this, dears, is what the Dutch critic L. Van Kellik called 'the infinite passion of expectation.' "
I especially liked that last bit, hence the italics.
I don't like the book much thus far...too much sex...and it's weird. Very Canadian. But the cover looks cool, and Joanna gave it to me for Christmas and so, I shall finish it.
19.4.03
Thoughts of the day....
warm is good. I like warm. Like, warm weather. Sunshine, birds, fresh air...or warm muffins. Or bread. Or tea. Or bed.
I smell so very excellent today. Terry Mugler's (sp?) Angel..mmmm...designer perfume. Liz sprayed it on me last night, and it got on my bag and on my bracelets so wow...I smell good.
That weezy-boy kid is cool. He calls me melli-mel-mel (sometimes without the 2nd mel though. I mean, come on...let's not be excessive).
Friends who love you are good to have.
I was chatting with a friend online, and he is sometimes a jerk, or he seems like one. Or I just don't think he really wants to know me (what up insecurities, how's it going?). But the other night I wrote him a note, and today he said that totally blessed him, because just before I gave it to him, he was going to ask me to pray for him. And I wanted to pray for him, but wrote the note instead, and in fact, I'd been praying for him sort of under my breath throughout the night.
How crazy is that? God kinda brought everything together...like he's often known to do.
My feet are cold. I hate that. Hence, warm weather being good.
warm is good. I like warm. Like, warm weather. Sunshine, birds, fresh air...or warm muffins. Or bread. Or tea. Or bed.
I smell so very excellent today. Terry Mugler's (sp?) Angel..mmmm...designer perfume. Liz sprayed it on me last night, and it got on my bag and on my bracelets so wow...I smell good.
That weezy-boy kid is cool. He calls me melli-mel-mel (sometimes without the 2nd mel though. I mean, come on...let's not be excessive).
Friends who love you are good to have.
I was chatting with a friend online, and he is sometimes a jerk, or he seems like one. Or I just don't think he really wants to know me (what up insecurities, how's it going?). But the other night I wrote him a note, and today he said that totally blessed him, because just before I gave it to him, he was going to ask me to pray for him. And I wanted to pray for him, but wrote the note instead, and in fact, I'd been praying for him sort of under my breath throughout the night.
How crazy is that? God kinda brought everything together...like he's often known to do.
My feet are cold. I hate that. Hence, warm weather being good.
18.4.03
17.4.03
a few thoughts...
tonight, I went to a musical @ the school where I work (daycare). And, my mum is the musical director (yay mumsy!).
Vignette #1..
I was handing out programs when this sweet little chinese boy walks in with his dad. The boy was about a year old. He was walking along, fully in AWE of the pictures and paintings on the walls. He made me smile with his unabashed "wow"s and "aaaah"s.
The freedom of his expression was beautiful.
Vignette #2...
I was watching the musicals (How Does Your Garden Grow by John Jacobson and another dude), and during this one song, I just started crying. Maybe it was the lyrics, or seeing something my mum worked so hard @ being so amazing and appreciated, or seeing the grins on the kids' faces, the excitement...maybe it was my heartbreaking, knowing that not each one of those kids will always be treasured as the precious seeds they are...
But it was a real moment.
Vignette #3...(I'm pretty sure I've spelled that 'v' word wrong 3 times now...sorry English Prof)...
There was an autistic (@ least, I think that's what he's got going on) boy standing in front of me (he was performing). And while this boy doesn't communicate especially well, he knew all the words to all the songs, and sang with a lovely, clear voice.
It got me thinking about music therapy.
and my future.
I think I'm excited.
tonight, I went to a musical @ the school where I work (daycare). And, my mum is the musical director (yay mumsy!).
Vignette #1..
I was handing out programs when this sweet little chinese boy walks in with his dad. The boy was about a year old. He was walking along, fully in AWE of the pictures and paintings on the walls. He made me smile with his unabashed "wow"s and "aaaah"s.
The freedom of his expression was beautiful.
Vignette #2...
I was watching the musicals (How Does Your Garden Grow by John Jacobson and another dude), and during this one song, I just started crying. Maybe it was the lyrics, or seeing something my mum worked so hard @ being so amazing and appreciated, or seeing the grins on the kids' faces, the excitement...maybe it was my heartbreaking, knowing that not each one of those kids will always be treasured as the precious seeds they are...
But it was a real moment.
Vignette #3...(I'm pretty sure I've spelled that 'v' word wrong 3 times now...sorry English Prof)...
There was an autistic (@ least, I think that's what he's got going on) boy standing in front of me (he was performing). And while this boy doesn't communicate especially well, he knew all the words to all the songs, and sang with a lovely, clear voice.
It got me thinking about music therapy.
and my future.
I think I'm excited.
16.4.03
Today we had a staff meeting. 3 center staffs, 1 coordinator, a bag of bagels, a package of cream cheese, a few big blueberry muffins, 12 little cinnamon buns, 1 carton of orange juice, an assortment of dishes, several trees worth of paper...
AND FRICKIN' 2 FRICKIN' HOURS OF THE MOST FRUSTRATING FRICKIN' POINTLESS NON-LISTENING "DISCUSSION" EVER!!!!
Argh.
Please God, let me work @ Keats this summer. Much more YMCA and my head may in fact explode.
Or I'll have a heart attack or a stroke or something horrible...
Spontaneous Combustion...something it just doesn't seem so bad.
AND FRICKIN' 2 FRICKIN' HOURS OF THE MOST FRUSTRATING FRICKIN' POINTLESS NON-LISTENING "DISCUSSION" EVER!!!!
Argh.
Please God, let me work @ Keats this summer. Much more YMCA and my head may in fact explode.
Or I'll have a heart attack or a stroke or something horrible...
Spontaneous Combustion...something it just doesn't seem so bad.
Isn't it weird when your mom asks you if you're dating someone...and you're totally not, and not going to, but it lends a certain je ne sais quois to the friendship....
And anytime he's over, your mom gives you funny looks...and you start to wonder if you should just date him, since your mom thinks he's so great....
My mom is great. Let's get that straight. But...ARRRRGH!
It's kind of frustrating and awkward in an inside joke kind of way....
And anytime he's over, your mom gives you funny looks...and you start to wonder if you should just date him, since your mom thinks he's so great....
My mom is great. Let's get that straight. But...ARRRRGH!
It's kind of frustrating and awkward in an inside joke kind of way....
15.4.03
okay this is crazy.
April 15, 2002.
- Frank Naea came back to RTO and spoke to my dts...again!
- I went to yet another doctor for my ear infections.
- Anneliese and I prayed for each other.
- Elisa and I made teriyaki something for dinner.
- Harold Street Boys shaved off part of their camping-facial-hair, and became the dirtiest bunch of used car salesman, sleezeballs and disco kings you or I ever saw.
April 15, 2002.
- Frank Naea came back to RTO and spoke to my dts...again!
- I went to yet another doctor for my ear infections.
- Anneliese and I prayed for each other.
- Elisa and I made teriyaki something for dinner.
- Harold Street Boys shaved off part of their camping-facial-hair, and became the dirtiest bunch of used car salesman, sleezeballs and disco kings you or I ever saw.
14.4.03
10.4.03
Moments of BRILLIANCE (aka quotations) from "Sunday on the Rocks"!!
*in as close to chronological order as I can recall*
"If she's going to inflict wicker on us, she'll just have to deal with the consequences." ~ Elly
"What's the point of drinking in the morning if you're not going to tell the truth!?" ~ Elly
"Argh! You know what your problem is Richardson!? YOU'RE NEUROTIC!!!" ~ Jen
"Hitler's such a conversation stopper. No, I'm serious, everytime things get messy someone says, 'Well, what about Hitler?', and everybody shuts up." ~ Gayle
"What would you do with a baby!? You could try raising it, you moron. People do it all the time." ~ Gayle
"What's the exact right answering machine?"....
"One that's made of wicker, of course." ~ Elly & Gayle
"Who's gonna say no to macaroni and cheese!?" ~ Elly
"Hey I'm Canadian. We're a nation of adolescents." ~ Elly
" *in 50's woman voice* The diaphragm, if used correctly, is 98% successful. Well, meet Miss.2%." ~ Elly
"I just pulled a knife on my roommate! That is NO way to behave!" ~ Elly
"Yeah, she heard you. You pull a life, everybody listens." ~ Jen
"You attacked me!"...
"It wasn't a sharp knife!" ~ Jessica & Elly
"Real rent. My God. Do you think we're capable of real rent?" ~ Jen
Oookay....funny stuff. Well...funny to me. And Liz.
*in as close to chronological order as I can recall*
"If she's going to inflict wicker on us, she'll just have to deal with the consequences." ~ Elly
"What's the point of drinking in the morning if you're not going to tell the truth!?" ~ Elly
"Argh! You know what your problem is Richardson!? YOU'RE NEUROTIC!!!" ~ Jen
"Hitler's such a conversation stopper. No, I'm serious, everytime things get messy someone says, 'Well, what about Hitler?', and everybody shuts up." ~ Gayle
"What would you do with a baby!? You could try raising it, you moron. People do it all the time." ~ Gayle
"What's the exact right answering machine?"....
"One that's made of wicker, of course." ~ Elly & Gayle
"Who's gonna say no to macaroni and cheese!?" ~ Elly
"Hey I'm Canadian. We're a nation of adolescents." ~ Elly
" *in 50's woman voice* The diaphragm, if used correctly, is 98% successful. Well, meet Miss.2%." ~ Elly
"I just pulled a knife on my roommate! That is NO way to behave!" ~ Elly
"Yeah, she heard you. You pull a life, everybody listens." ~ Jen
"You attacked me!"...
"It wasn't a sharp knife!" ~ Jessica & Elly
"Real rent. My God. Do you think we're capable of real rent?" ~ Jen
Oookay....funny stuff. Well...funny to me. And Liz.
some people have really stupid blog names.
"my life"
"my so-called life"
"the world of..."
"the ... show"
"inside my brain"
"what i have to say"
" *weird little chinese letters* "
I'm thankful to have friends with good blog names.
"the in medias res blog"
"stop trying to be clever and just be you"
"i dig groovy bass lines"
"[::..a blog, and how!..:;]"
"a meaningless movement: a moviescript ending"
and so on, and so forth.
side note: don't write impassioned emails at night...it's stupid. because you say stupid things, and aren't sure what it is you're regretting when you wake up in the morning.
side note 2: I think the "splint" I wear @ night to keep me from grinding my teeth is giving me headaches.
ouch.
"my life"
"my so-called life"
"the world of..."
"the ... show"
"inside my brain"
"what i have to say"
" *weird little chinese letters* "
I'm thankful to have friends with good blog names.
"the in medias res blog"
"stop trying to be clever and just be you"
"i dig groovy bass lines"
"[::..a blog, and how!..:;]"
"a meaningless movement: a moviescript ending"
and so on, and so forth.
side note: don't write impassioned emails at night...it's stupid. because you say stupid things, and aren't sure what it is you're regretting when you wake up in the morning.
side note 2: I think the "splint" I wear @ night to keep me from grinding my teeth is giving me headaches.
ouch.
9.4.03
I find that if I do the blog rounds before I post on my own, I use all my daily wit on comments...
*sighs*
...can somebody "out there" please burn and give to me a copy of Wilco's "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot"? Mine is gone fo sho...
though I do get the sense I lent (sp?) it to somebody...somewhere....but I didn't write it down in my music lover's journal...
TONIGHT @ 8PM @ the WATERFRONT THEATRE...
"Sunday on the Rocks"
a play by Theresa Rbeck
featuring: Christine Anton (my voice teacher!)
Tara Goerzen
Jullie Sinclair
Dal Yagan
$12/students
$15/adults
***2-for-1 WEDNESDAYS***
Runs to April 12.
call me (if you know me) if you want to come (I'm going tonight) or to find out more.
*sighs*
...can somebody "out there" please burn and give to me a copy of Wilco's "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot"? Mine is gone fo sho...
though I do get the sense I lent (sp?) it to somebody...somewhere....but I didn't write it down in my music lover's journal...
TONIGHT @ 8PM @ the WATERFRONT THEATRE...
"Sunday on the Rocks"
a play by Theresa Rbeck
featuring: Christine Anton (my voice teacher!)
Tara Goerzen
Jullie Sinclair
Dal Yagan
$12/students
$15/adults
***2-for-1 WEDNESDAYS***
Runs to April 12.
call me (if you know me) if you want to come (I'm going tonight) or to find out more.
8.4.03
*just in case you don't read this blog, here's something I just posted there.
I had my camera with me this weekend, hoping to capture a few beautiful snapshots of time.
You know that John Mayer song, "3x5"? It's a gooder. All about...
you should have seen that sunrise with your own eyes
it brought me back to life
you'll be with my next time i go outside
no more 3x5's.
I heard that song shortly after my "triumphant" return from Australia. As I sat looking @ my 24 rolls of pictures (and grimacing @ just how much the development would cost me), and then as I sat thumbing through them all, i realized how many dozens of moments didn't come out the way I wanted them to, how many I can't actually remember seeing, how many out-of-lens-focus panoramas did I miss, how many smiles, how many subtle shifts in body movement, eye focus, sunlight, geckos chirping did I miss because I was too busy changing my film, or keeping my view inside the camera.
Surprising isn't it?
Even @ Rock Garden, where taking notes is more beneficial for me than listening, because I actually remember what Rikk says; during the final moments, I discipline myself to just listen and receive. To note the quiet passion and insistance and beauty and intensity and emotion in his voice; things my pen can't capture through its last-minute "did you get that reference?" scribblings.
And even here @ work...years from now, will I wish even for the FAAAAAAAAAAAK!!! moments, where I just wanted to strangle one of these kids? Will I yearn for the tears, the kicking, screaming, fighting, tattling, alongside smiles, hugs, silly jokes, make-believe, and snacks?
Or will I just fade away?
A wise friend told me something once...not to look @ life as a year long, or month long, or week long or even day-long experience, but to look at each moment, and not even preparing yourself to remember it, but just to be there.
Sure, take notes, mental and physical, remember things, video tape, take pictures, but don't rely on those things to be the entirety of your life experience.
The evidence of these things will be unseen, but known as you change and grow and become...
you.
I had my camera with me this weekend, hoping to capture a few beautiful snapshots of time.
You know that John Mayer song, "3x5"? It's a gooder. All about...
you should have seen that sunrise with your own eyes
it brought me back to life
you'll be with my next time i go outside
no more 3x5's.
I heard that song shortly after my "triumphant" return from Australia. As I sat looking @ my 24 rolls of pictures (and grimacing @ just how much the development would cost me), and then as I sat thumbing through them all, i realized how many dozens of moments didn't come out the way I wanted them to, how many I can't actually remember seeing, how many out-of-lens-focus panoramas did I miss, how many smiles, how many subtle shifts in body movement, eye focus, sunlight, geckos chirping did I miss because I was too busy changing my film, or keeping my view inside the camera.
Surprising isn't it?
Even @ Rock Garden, where taking notes is more beneficial for me than listening, because I actually remember what Rikk says; during the final moments, I discipline myself to just listen and receive. To note the quiet passion and insistance and beauty and intensity and emotion in his voice; things my pen can't capture through its last-minute "did you get that reference?" scribblings.
And even here @ work...years from now, will I wish even for the FAAAAAAAAAAAK!!! moments, where I just wanted to strangle one of these kids? Will I yearn for the tears, the kicking, screaming, fighting, tattling, alongside smiles, hugs, silly jokes, make-believe, and snacks?
Or will I just fade away?
A wise friend told me something once...not to look @ life as a year long, or month long, or week long or even day-long experience, but to look at each moment, and not even preparing yourself to remember it, but just to be there.
Sure, take notes, mental and physical, remember things, video tape, take pictures, but don't rely on those things to be the entirety of your life experience.
The evidence of these things will be unseen, but known as you change and grow and become...
you.
part 2...I still can't find *stoopid* wilco-yankee hotel foxtrot. I can't imagine where it might be...I've checked behind my furnitures a million times...(okay, maybe 7).
neither has the awol picture of ryanandwerrobbiet surfaced, though crazy james supposes ryan is, in fact, the culprit...
daycare is alright today. lots of the kids missed me while I was shadowing jo @ cap yesterday....
there's nothing quite like receiving the affections of puppies and small children...
neither has the awol picture of ryanandwerrobbiet surfaced, though crazy james supposes ryan is, in fact, the culprit...
daycare is alright today. lots of the kids missed me while I was shadowing jo @ cap yesterday....
there's nothing quite like receiving the affections of puppies and small children...
6.4.03
hey hey...
I'm @ amazing Erina's house to "sleep" over. Hopefully we'll get some sleeping done. I'm really exhausted.
Today didn't rule or rock my caz(s?)bah. Not really, no.
The cool, or comforting, thing is that God is so constant. More and more He is the rock on which I stand...or kneel...or stumble towards.
How can I stand here with you, and not be moved by you?
Can you tell me how could it be any better than this?
~lifehouse.
I'm @ amazing Erina's house to "sleep" over. Hopefully we'll get some sleeping done. I'm really exhausted.
Today didn't rule or rock my caz(s?)bah. Not really, no.
The cool, or comforting, thing is that God is so constant. More and more He is the rock on which I stand...or kneel...or stumble towards.
How can I stand here with you, and not be moved by you?
Can you tell me how could it be any better than this?
~lifehouse.
