Moving...

Well, just to let everyone know, my blog is moving to WordPress.

It's going to be here, at beardedyeti.wordpress.com.

Feel free to follow me there!

Some updates and thoughts

Firstly, I have been blessed with a job. I started sometime around November 15 at the local Wal-Mart, working overnights stocking shelves. It's actually a pretty fun job, and most of the people I work with are good people. We have fun, we stock shelves, and we make an extra dollar on the hour just because we work overnights. The sleep thing has taken some getting used to (I work 10p-7a, and then typically sleep from 8a-3p-ish), but I'm getting there. For now, this is a temporary job, lasting until Christmas, but prayer is all I have until then.

Speaking of my possible unemployment status, the Woman and I started to discuss last night that we needed to focus more on the here and now. As she pointed out, we get caught up in a lot of "Tomorrow I will..." And this has led to some problems in our individual and joint lives. However, we are still a great team, and we will continue to be a great team through whatever we come to.

I am about to finish my first and last semester of graduate school at Bible College, the same one that I graduated from. Why my last? Because I am fed up with the program already. I understand that their program is set up for working ministers who are attempting to further their education, but what about the kid who cannot get a church job and is working tourism? What about the kid who does not have office hours to devote to "professional development," but instead has a break room at 3 in the morning with no wi-fi access? All these things and more will be going in a letter to the grad school dean.

And, in a small focus on the future, I need to decide my next step in my educational path. I've thought of a few different areas, but I am just afraid. I do not want to get caught up in a degree path that I will not really enjoy. I guess I need to pray some more about it.

Which brings me to another thing...I need my Savior again. One of the drawbacks of working tourism and retail is that my busiest times are the times when other people are off work. So, this has led to a lack of church and personal growth. Part of this is my fault...I could always pick up the Word instead of checking my ungrown crops on Farmville. But, much like the Woman said, I have fallen into the trap of "Tomorrow I will..."

I am thinking of moving my blog. Probably just to wipe the slate clean and hopefully do something more constructive with it.

For now, I need to do some laundry. Toodles!

Fate?

I just wrote a big, ranting post about how my life sucks.

And the internet ate it.

Care what it said? You probably don't. But if you do, you can ask.

Somehow, through switching schools and living places so much, I have learned to write off lost friendships rather quickly.

And I sit here now, fully prepared to do it again.

I've spent a lot of time recently looking back on my past. From high school to college, I only brought a handful of friendships with me. From college to know, only another handful has come (and some of those are falling between the cracks).

And the sad thing is? Losing friends like this has become too easy.

I've been sad recently. There has been a lot of drama that has popped up in life. I know there are people out there with worse lives and less money than I have, but regardless, it's been a damper on my spirits.

I do have the most wonderful fiancée by my side, however. She is such a comfort to be able to run to and talk to. I do not know where I would be without her.

I also have a select group of friends who helps me get away from everything, and knows when to ask questions and when not to.

And, it is these few friends who I am actually concerned about losing.

I am also concerned about never having a passion again. I just feel like my life has already turned into the work-eat-sleep-work-eat-sleep-work-socialize-eat-sleep pattern of a 50-year-old man who just found out he doesn't have enough money to retire.

This isn't right.

I'm 22, college-educated, and engaged to a beautiful, wonderful woman.

Why do I feel like this?

I sit here...

...with a backpack half packed, ready to toss it in my truck and leave.

...wishing I didn't own so much crap so that leaving wouldn't be so difficult.

...wondering why its so difficult for me to be happy anymore.

...knowing that the main reason I am leaving is not money, or stuff, but because of one person.

...knowing that "that one person" knows who they are (because if they don't, then it's not worth staying).

...wanting to cuss and cry and just leave.

...wishing I didn't have to go to work tomorrow.

...wishing I could go back out to the comfortable spot I'd found on the loveseat to read.

...getting evermore irritated with the things I keep forgetting to do.

...wondering what it will be like to have my own house, my own food, and my own parking spot some day.

...packing the last few things in that backpack, just in case.

Inconsistency

That is what describes my blogging pattern.

That also describes my emotional pattern lately.

In some good news, I have been having the time of my life with the love of my life. We've been having so much fun together, wedding planning, hanging out, yelling at the dog, getting not-on-our-diet ice creams together. I simply cannot wait to marry her. It's going to be the best day of my life.

I upgraded (or changed, I should say...no, no, it's definitely an upgrade) my computer to Linux Ubuntu. This operating system is GREAT. I cannot believe how much smoother, more powerful, and more user friendly it is than windows. I'm proud to be an Open-Source PC.

I'm hitting the woods hard this year hunting. Or at least that's my game plan. The Woman's mom said they'd pay for my tags if I gave them some deer meat, which is an alright deal for me. I am planning on giving all my deer meat to either the Woman's family or my parents, since Daddy isn't hunting this year.

On job search fronts, I don't have a full-time job, but I did get extended at State Park until November 1. That means two more months of predictable pay, and two more months to find a big boy job.

I found the motorcycle I want. Now it's just coming up with the cash for it.

I made my Christmas List last night. Hardest thing I've done all year, I think. I realized I don't want too much more in life. Everything I asked for was basically a luxury (assuming my parents know that I am still wanting soap, shampoo, etc., etc.), and I'll be able to survive without any of it. Oh well, it was still fun, and I still cannot wait to open everything up on Christmas morning.

Well...that's about it. There is other news and other things on my brain, but nothing I feel like putting into words. Time to go grab another cup of coffee and maybe start cleaning my stuff up from around the house (my grandparents are coming in on Monday). Adios!

Reflections and Musings on Good Rap Music

I sit here, the only one at the house, drying laundry and waiting to go housesit.

So, I decided to throw Asher Roth's Asleep in the Bread Aisle on. Oh. My. Goodness. This is a super legit album.

This album is a throwback to what hip-hop and rap used to be -- creative, energetic rhyming about whatever you see around you. Yes, a lot of rap is dominated by bling, girls, and drugs. But there is a select amount of hip-hop that has a message, or at least a topic base that is original and unique. Roth represents this select amount of hip-hop with Asleep...

On a side note, where did Busta Rhymes go, and why has he just randomly appeared on Roth's album?

Hip-hop like this inspires me to get back into writing, but I know I will get caught up in the generic and unoriginal again. Oh well, I can live vicariously through legitimate albums like this.

Definitely pick up this album. Asher Roth is a legitimate emcee, and definitely does his thing.

And always remember, real hip-hop is not played on the radio.

I just want to move past my years at Bible College. But I can't. Mostly this is my own fault for not telling people to just shut up and grow up when I should have.

I made a trip to Frankfort today for the State Park. That was fun. No tourists, the open road, and classic country on the radio. I was happy.

I think the Woman and I are going on a date night tonight. I don't clock in until 2PM tomorrow, so I can stay out late. This excites me a lot.

I've been getting upset a lot lately. Mainly it's my own problems that I can't just swallow down. *see first statement of this post*

Hey, guess what? I finished Vintage Jesus. One of these days I'll post a review of it. I can say this though: GREAT book. A must read for any Christian.

Now I've started No Angel by Jay Dobyns. I am super excited for that.

Time to eat dinner and shower before my date.

What I wish for is...

...to be able to wear a kilt (more specifically, a great kilt) without getting goofy looks from people.

...to find a job where I can work with people, with my hands, and for God.

...a motorcycle to cruise around on my day off.

...my fiance to be on the back of the motorcycle listed above.

...this blog to be more than random postings, and actually do something for the Lord.

...to be back behind the pulpit, preaching somewhere.

Musings from the Hill

So, I got online to check email, application submissions, etc., and am now fighting the urge to window-shop for a few different things. I know window shopping is harmless, but it normally ends up stressing me out, because I try and finagle my budget to fit an item I really can't afford, then end up upsetting myself. But that is neither here nor there.

I've been reading a book called Vintage Jesus by Mark Driscoll recently. You should check it out. It's a discussion of the different qualities and characteristics of Christ (such as His humanness, the virgin birth, etc), using the Bible and early church fathers and historians as reference. I have really grown (and laughed!) while reading this.

I'm missing the Woman. She came back for two days last week, only to leave again for a wedding in Florida. So now I'm alone until Thursday...but then she is home for the rest of the summer! =)

Just wanted to throw a quick update up. I need to grab some dinner, then do some reading. And then I'll probably end up doing that window shopping after all. Oh well.

This summer...

...has been pretty good.

Two days after graduation the Woman left me to visit her relatives in the Cold White North. After that, I received a phone call saying that the Boy Scout job was a no go for at least a year. However, my old job at the State Park is still open, so I've been working that.

That job has changed since the last summer I worked there. While I was used to a generally 9-5 schedule, things have been shifted around. Because of White Nose Syndrome, we have had to close down three of the caves here at the State Park. This syndrome has proven fatal in 90-100% of bats that it infects, and since State Park houses 65% of the endangered Indiana Brown Bat found in the entire state of Kentucky, we are working very hard to keep WNS out of the state, and more specifically, out of our park. Hence shutting down three caves (which happen to be the three biggest bat hibernacula) to prevent humans bringing the fungus that causes WNS on their clothes. (If you'd like to know more about WNS, or how to help, please refer to the link above, leave a comment, or email me.)

So anyway...back to my work schedule. Because of closing down three of the caves, we have had to find other recreation programs and tours to provide things for the tourists to do. This means a lot of working odd hours, coming in late, and staying even later. For example, today I am working 2:30-8:30, doing a couple of tours but mainly helping out with the tye-dye that is going on this evening.

So I've had all this to keep me busy while the Woman is away. That, combined with finding out my cousin is pregnant, among other family news I'll not broadcast over the internet, I've had a pretty eventful three weeks.

But the biggest event of all comes tomorrow, when my fiance comes home to me!!!

I cannot simply explain my excitement through words on a screen. I cannot wait, and everytime I think about it my insides get jumpy because it makes me so happy to see her again. I'm making her a super-special "I loved you and miss you and never leave me for that long again" banana-cream pie, and I've also gotten her a small present.

And while I do not want her to leave me again, she will. There is a wedding next weekend that her and her family are attending, and throughout the course of our lives together, there will be many things that she goes to that I cannot. But that is ok.

While I have HATED this time we have spent apart, it has been good for us. We have learned how to talk and communicate over the phone; we have learned that we do not have to be in constant text-contact to remain in love. Basically, we have learned how to survive while on a hiatus from one another, and that is a good thing. Distance makes the heart grow fonder...but it also makes the relationship work better.

So this is where I get preachy. For all those young couples out there, if you're in a serious relationship, do yourself some good: spend some time apart. I know a lot of the young couples I knew at Bible College were forced to do this, as they lived many many miles apart for one another. I'm not trying to tell you it will be easy, and I'm not saying it's going to make you ready for marriage. But what I am saying, is that if you approach this time as a chance to learn how to better communicate, and to pray for and love one another even when not in 24/7 contact, you will grow deeper in love. Or you may realize other things about your relationship.

I'm glad that this long distance has solidified my love, and I am so glad to have the Woman in my life. And in just a little over 36 hours, she'll be back in my arms.

Set up for the fall

I need to stop setting myself up to be let down.

Since graduation I have had some pretty down times. I found out the job with the Boy Scouts is a no-go for at least a year. I have also been on the verge of buying a few things (things that would make me happy and I would get more than what I paid for them back out), and have had to back down because of financial issues.

All in all, it's just really frustrating.

And I am tired of whining to the Woman about it so I'm turning to Blogger and whining to the masses of people who read my blog. Or at least that's what I tell myself while I type.

I just want to be in a place where I can buy toys that make me happy. Maybe that's worldly of me, and I'm not trying to advocate the "He who dies with the most toys, wins" lifestyle. I just have a few interests that I would like to satisfy, but I can't do that with little money coming in, and a future beyond this summer being very unsure.

On the upside, I start working at an old job of mine tomorrow. The work at State Park is very fun, and pays quite well, so I guess I just need to keep my chin up and keep on praying.

Thanks for letting me whine.

So, I'm engaged...

Just thought I'd throw that out there.

I realized this morning I hadn't written anything about it, so I decided to. However, Woman has written the whole story out, so I will steal from her:

Actually, no, I'll write it myself.

So Wednesday I took the Woman out to the dock at the lake we first hung out at this summer. She made a joke about how she had decided on that day to never see me again, then we stopped and park. She was amazed by geese (she contemplated chasing them) as I looked at something that was "broken" in my trunk (or so I told her).

I hobbled around the car (I threw my back out Tuesday) with a giant bouquet of white daisies and one red rose (I had these hidden in the trunk). She saw them, grabbed them, smelled them, then started clamoring about how beautiful they were and how sweet I was. Then I fell down to one knee (literally fell, see the first sentence in this paragraph), produced a ring, and said, "Will you marry me?"

And...

She threw the flowers down and started crying/laughing/screaming/hugging me.

After a 20 minute tear/laugh/shriek debacle, she said, "Yes, yes I will marry you."

I was very happy. And still am.

I am quite glad for all the encouragement and congratulations we have received. Thank you to those who know who they are.

That's it, other than school winding down and sleep getting scarce. Later y'all.

On coffee, classes, and catching the big one

Ok, "catching the big one" was just the first thing that came to mind. I enjoy alliteration...sue me.

Anyway...coffee. The Woman bought me a French press and some good coffee as an early birthday present. And it is GLORIOUS! I have always enjoyed coffee, but this...this is so much better. To steal from one of my professors:

"Most of the flavor that you get from coffee comes from volatile oils that the beans contain. The problem with volatile oils is that they're volatile; in other words, they dissolve / evaporate / degrade when they come into contact with heat / air.

This, btw, is why coffee made in a percolator smells so good (all the volatile oils are evaporating into the ether) and tastes so flat ("all the oils go bye bye!")" (from Theophilus Punk, link at bottom of post)

Classes...suck. I just want to be done, be graduated, and be a grown-up...just a few more weeks (39 days from today) and that will happen. Hopefully.

And...that is all I have. Last week was really fun and happy and this week the Woman and I are striving to feel the same. She makes me happy...so spending time with her is my top priority for having a good week.

Theophilus Punk: Caffeine, How I Love Thee!

Memories...

I don't know why I started thinking about this tonight, but I did...

When I wrestled in high school I loved to sit by my coaches and listen to them talk about the match and yell at the kids on the mat. It made me feel important, and I learned from it (both for my own benefit and in the hope that I would one day be a coach).

However, I often got in trouble because I would sit in the "debriefing" chair that our assistant coach would use to talk to kids that had just gotten off the mat.

I still do this today...when I am somewhere that I am not an "expert," I will sit around those who are to pick up on what they are saying. Whether it's behind the console in chapel, or off to the side of a construction job, or just around the corner during a heated debate about caves, I enjoy listening to those who know what they are talking about. It makes me feel important still, and I try to learn from it.

I also enjoy people-watching...which plays into this. More on this in another post (I think).

For now, it's bedtime. Goodnight!

Wherein I uphold the promise to not dwell on this moment.

The other night the Woman said she wanted to blog about the drama that is going on in life. But then we decided that this too shall pass, and in a year we'll be far ahead in our lives and probably not remembering any of this.

So I have resolved to blog about to good things.

I love the Woman. A lot. She makes me very happy, and she is always there to support me. But I am not afraid to be the one to support her either. Just last night, we talked about things that had us down, about our fears for the present and the future. And as we prayed and went to get off the phone, she said, "Tell me a joke."

So I quickly stammered around to telling her a joke about a zebra dying and going to Heaven. We both laughed, and then talked a little more. Then she asked me to tell her another. I told her a "How many ____ does it take to screw in a light bulb?" joke, and we both laughed again. Then she told me about her aunt who doesn't know how to change a light bulb, but has the entire Dewey Decimal system memorized. I went to bed smiling.

We also spent some time off campus, on a date for St. Patrick's Day. We went to Chilly Willy's and got some pretty delicious Mexican food. Mexican food that still sits pretty heavy in my belly, but I've always considered that a sign of good food. I also quoted a new motto for life: "Nachos are the Jenga of the food world." Look within yourself. You know it is true. (All of these date-related things happened before the nighttime conversation, just to dispose any confusion.)

Today we both have some homework we need to work on, so I think we are either doing a study session in the Library or heading to one of our houses to sit on the deck and work in the sun. We did this a couple of weeks ago, on the really beautiful Saturday we had, and it was a ton of fun. And even though we were there and distracted each other occasionally with music or funny pictures or things related to the upcoming wedding, we got a ton of work done.

Which brought us to the conclusion that being on campus brings us down so much that we couldn't even try to focus on work. Which is why we spend so much time away from campus -- Just like a lot of other people, we've figured out that there is something here that is promoting our laziness.

But back to happiness...I've been sending out some resumes and cover letters, and though I'm not always getting responses (at all, let alone positive ones), I am still excited. I've got a certain vocation picked out currently: Working with the Boy Scouts of America in a mid-level management position. I've applied to be a District Executive in a couple of different places, and I am waiting on an application that will register me with the BSA nationwide.

I'm really qualified for this job (of course I am biased) and it really works well into my organizational style. I am a goal-oriented man, and I really love being able to make a to-do list, and cross it off as I get done. I did that this summer with my internship, I do that currently with my homework...I mean, geez, I do it with what I need to take home on the weekends or over breaks.

Hopefully someone will be intriguied by my resume/cover letter and give me a chance. I'd just like to get into one interview.

The Woman and I have started going to church at Bridges Christian Church in Russell. We really enjoy it. The worship is good, the sermons are nice, and everyone there seems so friendly. Just last week we ran into the senior minister on our way out of church. He stopped us, shook our hands, and said, "I don't think I've been introduced to you two!"

Pretty impressive for a church of 800, if I say so myself.

So we introduced ourselves and I'm pretty sure he thinks we are married. Oh well, it's a simple mistake and if anything dramatic comes of it, we'll clear it up.

But now I have realzied that I'm getting long-winded (or should it be long-texted? Hmmm...) and that I should probably work on some homework. Good day.

"So...are you a non-traditional student?" "No...I'm the professor."

So I love life.

Despite all the crap, worry, classwork, drama, and any other negative item, I love life.

God is good to me. He blesses me with a wonderful girlfriend, a place to live, food to eat, and entertainment to be had. And even though I often complain about the blessings I take for granted, some nights I lay in bed and realize, "Hey, life isn't really that bad after all."

I was up until 3AM last night thinking and praying and talking to myself. It didn't do much other than make me sleepy, but I hope my prayers did some good for some other people. I've been under a lot of stress this semester, but I just keep pushing for April 1 - It seems like due dates will slack off once I get to that date.

I am getting anxious for the Girlfriend and I to go to Michigan, and all events associated with and after that. I know she is nervous, but I can't wait to drive her around my old stomping grounds, to take her to my new hang outs, and to spend nights with my brother and best friend just goofing around and being us. It's going to be a blast, and my parents are super-excited about it too. They're planning day trips for us, and meals, and lots of other things. I cannot wait.

The Girlfriend asked me the other night, if we were teaching together at the same college, what would we be like? She compared us to the professor couples here on campus, but I think we are beyond that. We'll be unique...her in her hip clothes teaching kids about writing, me in jeans and a polo teaching kids about story-writing and ministry. Then we'll get done with the day, and either go hang out with some of the kids from campus, or tear off down the road on my motorcycle to spend the evening on the couch, snuggling with each other and whatever creatures live with us at the time (four-legged and furry creatures are what I am referring to here...but spawn could be there too).

I want to be one of those professors who gets mistaken for a non-traditional student...hence the title of this post. Not in a way that loses respect for me in my students eyes. But in a way that I can connect with the kids, that I can influence their lives outside of the classroom, and that I can get them out of the class and DOING ministry (speaking of which, I should blog on my idea for "teaching" ministry...maybe later).

It's thoughts like this that make me happy. And it's thoughts like this that help me to push on past the crap and head into the future, smiling and unafraid.

I love good music. Just throwing that out there. I'm jealous of all those who can play it...and I also beg that they buy some lyrics off of me!

But...it is about time for a shower and a shave. Good day, all.

Like, Love, and Lust

I like the weather lately. Cool enough to not sweat to death just standing around, but warm enough to facilitate the use of flip-flops (when I'm indoors at least...I'm all about being barefoot outside). Last night a storm was brewing outside of Grayson, and I was very excited. But, it petered out, and I ended up walking around campus with the Woman for awhile (which was just as exciting).

I love the Woman very much. I say that in every blog post because each and everyday I am awoken to another reason why she is the greatest girlfriend ever. I cannot wait to spend every single day with her, nor can I wait to talk to her before I go to bed. She constantly makes me smile and laugh, she makes me feel good about myself...and she fights for our relationship and my happiness. I honestly believe we can weather any storm.

I lust Pandora radio. I know I have a crap load of music (to the tune of 60+ gigs) but I don't have as much as I could. So, I let Pandora's music genome do-hicky do it's magic and bring some pretty awesome tunes to my ears. And it lets me get away from my desk and still enjoy music while I work and type.

Just a quick update because I don't really have enough time to get into anything before I head to lunch and the subsequent workout with the Woman. Good day.

House-sitting

Well, I am on day 3 of 4 for house-sitting for my youth ministry professor. He and his wife headed away for the Winter Break, so I decided that sitting at their house doing close-to-nothing was just as good as sitting at my Aunt's house and doing close-to-nothing.

I had an amazing few days with Woman. I cannot imagine anyone else fitting so well into my life. She is the biggest blessing I have in my life. I thank God for her every night and every morning.

Monday starts school, with 68 calendar days to go until we graduate. It is kind of scary, kind of exciting, and kind of too long. I just want May 9 to be here, but I know when it is I am going to look back and think of all the things I never got to do. But, when times like that pop up, I always remember some sage words from my high school wrestling coach: "You have to give up hope for a better yesterday."

Not much else. I was just bored and decided to blog. I think I am going to try and find some lunch and then play some poker for a bit.

*insert catchy title here*

Well, this morning was my job interview. It went quite well. I learned a lot about the position and got to know the Field Director for this area. I gave him my resume and he is sending me an application. All-in-all a very good day!

I got back to Grayson and spent the rest of the day with the Woman. We got to hang out, I got to ramble about my interview, and we generally had a good time. We went out to late-lunch, then to the mall. Finally, we ended the evening with an on-campus concert by Taylor Mason, a comedian. He was very funny.

I really love the woman. Just wanted to throw that out there.

This next week is short since winter break is Thursday and Friday. Woman and I are spending time Wednesday, and then I am house-sitting for a professor the rest of the weekend.

Not much else exciting. I need to pick my room up tomorrow so I do not have to live in filth. Other than that, I just keep praying God pulls me through the door he seems to be opening.

Wherein I do something constructive...

...or not too much.

Life is actually pretty good. I just keep getting really frustrated with people and things. I feel like everyone I speak to is upset with me about something and I feel like all of my work is slipping past my radar into the "overdue" file. It is just very very frustrating. I just want to get through this semester, graduate, get a job, and get married...is that so much to ask?

Senioritis is kicking me hard in the rear end...and most days in the face, too. Video games and sitting idly online are taking the places of papers and reading. Blogging replaces essays. Sitting and staring at the wall has become my brainstorming...just with much less brain and very little storm.

Hopefully Winter Break will help re-motivate me. Hopefully I will remember to send emails and call home and not do things to upset people. Hopefully I will not have to wake up at 6:45 gasping that I forgot to type up a paper, which I frantically assemble in hopes of passing (only to find out it is not due until next week...). I just need to make it to 9AM on Wednesday, then I am free for four whole days...

I love the Woman. We spent a fair amount of time just being in each other's presence last night. Nothing exciting, nothing special, just hanging out and goofing off and being together. It was quite wonderful.

Well...I need to make a phone call and repack my backpack and probably accomplish something before lunch. Toodles for now!

Flustration

Yeah, I said it.

I am frustrated...flustered...anxious...and tired. Today has caught up with me really damn quick, and I am not really sure why. People have been getting on my nerves and motivation has not been at the forefront of my mind. I am not really sure why all this is happening, but I have my theories...

I love listening to iTunes and having this random amazing song pop up and speak to my soul. The hope makes all the non-soul-speaking music worth listening to. Random, yes, but just throwing it out there.

I have a meeting with one of my profs in a bit, then I am sitting down for some me time. Reading, writing, video gaming, napping...I am undecided as of yet. I would like to get the song I started earlier this week done, and to get some of my other songs/poems conglomerated into a portfolio that may or may not land me some contracted writing for someone or something.

I love the Woman. Greatly. She is the best thing in my life.


Even when we fight my love does not falter in any way. I cannot wait to be married to her and to spend everyday of my life with her. She makes parts of my heart burn with happiness and passion that I never thought would be alive again. She is such a blessing to me, and I thank God for her everyday.

Well...I am gonna' head to my meeting early. Only because it means "me time" starts sooner.

At the tone, your life will be...good.

Life is amazing. I have a beautiful girl who loves me. I have a career-field that is looking up. I have family who loves me and makes me laugh. I have good music to listen to. I have food in my tummy and a warm bed to sleep in.

Woman has been in my life for about 5.5 months now. And she is quite spectacular. She fights for my happiness, she tolerates my peculiarities (which many call atrocities), and we get along really well. There is no control or power in our relationship...there is a team. We both are willing to concede and sacrifice for the other to be happy, and we both give our honest opinion on decisions. I love her with all my heart.

On other news: I HAVE A JOB INTERVIEW WEDNESDAY!!! It is quite amazing. Prayer requested for all things involved with me getting a paycheck.

I have been writing a lot more recently...songs and poetry, mostly. I just wish I could finish a friggin' song once in awhile...oh well, eventually I shall finish something.

I cannot wait for the future...but I have been trying to slow down and focus on the present, because it is so beautiful. I am off to bed for now.

*tone*