Friday, July 25, 2003

 
"hee--eyy it's my anthem
looo-oook now i'm dancing
hee-eyy it's my anthem
loo-ook, ma, i'm dancing"

yeah yeah. This never gets old.

um... what is happening..

OH!! I went and saw natalie again last night. I went and saw her last Thursday and then last night, also, i went to visit her. Last week I went to her house, we had dinner with her parents and then went to the underground cafe, where they happened to be a small group of boys having a Bible study upstairs in the loft where we were. Hmm. interesting. we decided to do it again last night to see if they were there again- and THEY WERE. but of course we didn't talk to them. That would be stupid- besides... who really wants to interrupt a Bible study?

Anyway- so natalie and I sat there for an hour or so just talking and drinking our drinks. Mine was a strawberry smoothie.. her's was a DOUGHBOY!!! hahaha. OH YEAH and we laughed. and laughed as I told her about the 11 year old I babysit and his "CHEESE MONKEY" outbursts. And we played battleship where in I ARROWED her little behind into oblivion.

i got up early, went "running" (which is getting a liiiiittle tiny bit better). I sat around on the computer... ate some toast. it was quite a party up in this house this morning. Then i went to desposit el paychecko, and went to the school to get my mail (which i now do once a week on Fridays), and in my box I found:

*A gateway catalog. boring. recycled.
*a pottery barn catalog. too expensive. already saw this one at the house where i babysit. recycled.
*relevant magazine. they just.. uhh... forgot to mail me this issue and i had to e-mail them and say "what up, yo? where's my magazine?" so they promptly sent it first class to moi.
*relevant postcards. i answered an ad and said that i would put some out at my school.
*Time magazine
.... i think that is all. I seem think there was more.. but i'm ... not sure... so ... that's it!

Then i sat in my dad's office flipping through my new magazines.

and then i went to the church were I made the bulletins for sunday, mailed out some stuff and made signs for the walls of the junior high sunday school class. that was fun.

It's so weird when i go to church, because... well I hang out with people my age, I'm the internet a lot with people my age. I see a lot of people who are anti Christian America (do you know what i mean?), and a lot of people who are counter culture it seems.

Anyway. so i see all this online.. and then i go to church and work with Fern, who is over 65 (she's retired) and is the church secretary and we listen to the Christian talk station.. so i listen to Focus on the Family and some other random pastor guy who has guests. This morning was Joshua Harris of the "I kissed dating goodbye" fame.

It's a serious clash of interests and agendas. AHhhahahsgshhahahah. it's really weird. These are both examples of things I do not feel a part of. I'm not entirely big on things like Focus on the Family and these types of programs, but I'm definitely in no way anti-church or anti-christian america. it's too weird to deal with, really.

But i love Fern. She is SO nice. She is such a servant and such a great role model. She's over 65, and works in the church office mostly by herself, doing all those secretary type things. She has had breast cancer and just had cataract surgery and she is involved in worship team at church (either singing or playing the synthesizer)... she's a great woman.

Anyway. that has been my day today. ..... ... i have a job tonight that i don't want to go to. I'm sick of babysitting and i'd rather just sit home, or go through boxes or work on my rug or whatnot.

but once the kids go to bed I can read my new magazines.

Oh yeah- and with my job that has been M-Th the last two weeks (and next week) .... you just know you're working for a good family when the dad plays in a blues band, the kids are named after BB King and Miles Davis, the dad gets packages from Musicians' Friend in the mail, and they own CDs like Ben Folds. C'mon now.

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