Evil Plans....

To the people who decided to do a Village on Misti's house last night (glances meaningfully at two not-so-innocent-looking males...and perhaps one innocent-looking female), I must concede...that was pretty funny. Sick on many levels, demented, but funny nonetheless. I wish I had the creativity and the mind power to pull something like that off.

Meanwhile, while these folks whom shall remain nameless were carrying out their evil plan, I was at my parent's house, asleep after a long day of moving. Today, I went to the homeless ministry fot the first time in many months. Whilst we were walking down the street, a lady beckoned a group of us over. She told us that her daughter (who was there with her) had been in foster care for three years, and now she was getting supervised overnight visits. She wanted us to pray that she could get her daughter back. She knew we would, she said, because we were a church group. Cool things happen at this ministry. I had forgotten (in my six-month hiatus) how it was to help people out who are in need.

Afterwords, we ate, then I went over to the old house to meet with the landlord. Then I went swimming with a bunch of people. It was a lot of fun. Misti wanted me to go on the water slide, which scared the ever-loving fire out of me because I hate water slides that put nothing between the water and my rear end. Well, I did it, and I must admit...it was pretty cool. Even though I came up almost choking to death afterwords.

Well, I had to travel with my bicycle in my backseat, since I left it at the house by accident. When I got home, I had to yank that thing out. Big surprise--it got stuck. I was about to tear that bike apart just to get it out of my car. (Mental process: bike...or vehicle? Hmmmmmm....) Then the Captain Obvious solution came to my head: why not move the seat forward? So I did...and it popped right out. Hmmm. My brain power amazes even me. Except NOT.

Introduction

Greetings, everybody.

This is my new blog. I've decided to copy a good friend of mine (hi, Scott!) and start a blog, seeing as I'm moving to a new place. This will be my way of sharing what's going on in my life when I'm kind of (but not really) away from everyone.

So, about me. Let's see...I'm kind of cute (at least, I think so!) I like reading, writing, hanging out, watching Homestarrunner.com, and basically being...hmm...interesting. (That's a nice way to put it.)

So, today was my last day at my job. It was really sad. Weirdly enough, I had made more friends at this job than at any other job. It's weird because a lot of people there are just plain stressful at times. Not that I'm perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I mean, there are times when I would ask a question, and then five seconds later I would have to ask again because I would forget what the person told me. But anyway...just a few months ago, I would give anything just to leave and never return. Now, although I'm not sorry I'm leaving, I feel nostalgic in a way. I've met some pretty cool people there, and I will miss seeing them every day. Ah, well. Such is life, I suppose.

After work, I sat and talked to Sara for awhile. She's one of the aforementioned cool people. We just sat and chatted for awhile. Then I went home and did a bit of cleaning. I'm moving tomorrow, and I need to have all my stuff put into crates so I can move. Fun times. NOT.

I was just surfing some random blogs on the Internet, and I found some that were...weird to say the least. Some have entries like, "$O, tHe InTeRnEt i$ lIkE, $o KeWl!!!%* Jo$h AnD mE wEnT aNd PaR+IeD ALL NiTe!" and I'm thinking, "MY EYES!!!!" I don't see how people find that craposphere (hi, Brian C.!) kute. I mean cute.