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I think I’m starting to like moving.
Wait, no.
But I’m getting better at it. As of this Sept 27, I no longer live here. I will be moving on to Trinity Park this week. Just to have something to occupy my time, I guess. If you want to send me a little house warming gift… pies, fruits, casseroles, well, any food or any world currency would be greatly appreciated. 5305K Thicket Hill Lane.

I’d just like to take this opportunity to say
GO PACK!!!

Holy Tropics Batman!!!!
After more than four years of searching, I found REAL PASSION FRUIT JUICE!! They have it canned at Food Lion of all places. I love you, Food Lion.
I’m in ecstacy.

Ahh…It’s finally the weekend.
I had a couple of busy days there. I started work at Lifeway on Wednesday and worked all afternoon Wednesday and Thursday. I love my job. My co-workers are so great, and I get to be friendly all day! Being friendly is so much fun. 😀 I can’t believe I just put in an emoticon.
So the job is great. I even get a nametag.

Remind me not to complain anymore about crew practice being too easy. Today wasn’t bad. We ran about two miles and then spent the rest of the practice working out on Riddick Stadium. I’d never noticed before that the steps get larger as you get closer to the top.
I’m still hurting from yesterday, though. After spending 40 minutes doing squat-hops across a basketball court, my legs were burning. Then we ran for 10 minutes, with some pushups thrown in for fun, and then the 10 minute ab workout. I nearly cried.
All in all, I had a good time. It feels good to have a little soreness in my muscles. Doesn’t mean I like squat-hops, though.

Wet bricks. NC State in the rain.
I love the rain, don’t get me wrong. I still refuse to buy an umbrella. But on account of the rain, I was running a little late for my 8:05 and nearly rolled into the free expression tunnel as the top step proved to be slicker than deer guts on a door knob. Luckily, with jaguar-like reflexes and a girlish scream, I caught myself and splashed on to class.
Anticlimactic? Sorry if this isn’t “American Idol.”

For a good time, put this in your address bar and hit return: (don’t include the quotes)

“javascript: for(a=’ bottles of beer’,b=’ on the wall’,d=’,<br>’,n=100;n;) document.write((n+a+b+d+n+a+d+’Take one down, pass it around’+d+(–n?n:’No more’)+a+b+’.<br><br>’).replace(/(1 S+)s/g,’$1′))”

Do one thing every day that scares me.

Elevators: Why do we willingly shut ourselves up, often with half a dozen or more other people, in a small metal box from which we have no means of escape and think nothing of it?

From Wild at Heart by John Elderedge:
“If you had permission to do what you really want to do, what would you do? Don’t ask how, that will cut your desire off at the knees. How is never the right question; how is a faithless question. It means ‘unless I can see my way clearly I won’t believe it, won’t venture forth.’ When the angel told Zechariah that his ancient wife would bear him a son named John, Zechariah asked how and was struck dumb for it. How is God’s department. He is asking you what. What is written in your heart? What makes you come alive? If you could do what you’ve always wanted to do, what would it be? You see, a man’s calling is written on his true heart, and he discovers it when he enters the frontier of his deep desires. ‘Don’t ask yourself what teh world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive…because what the world needs is people who have come alive.'”