9/28/2004
9/25/2004
"We are like windows
Stained with colors of the rainbow
Set in a darkened room
Till the bridegroom comes to shining through
Then the colors fall around our feet
Over those we meet
Covering all the gray that we see
Rainbow colors of assorted hues
Come exchange your blues
For His love that you see shining through me
We are His daughters and sons
We are the colorful ones
We are the kids of the King
Rejoice in everything
My colors grow so dim
When I start to fall away from Him
But up comes the strongest wind
That He sends to blow me back into his arms again
And then the colors fall around my feet
Over those I meet
Changing all the gray that I see
Rainbow colors of the Risen Son
Reflect the One
The One who came to set us all free
We are His daughters and sons
We are the colorful ones
We are the kids of the King
Rejoice in everything
We are like windows
Stained with colors of the rainbow
No longer set in a darkened room
Cause the bridegroom wants to shine from you
No longer set in a darkened room
Cause the bridegroom wants to shine from you"
Keith Green - Stained Glass
Stained with colors of the rainbow
Set in a darkened room
Till the bridegroom comes to shining through
Then the colors fall around our feet
Over those we meet
Covering all the gray that we see
Rainbow colors of assorted hues
Come exchange your blues
For His love that you see shining through me
We are His daughters and sons
We are the colorful ones
We are the kids of the King
Rejoice in everything
My colors grow so dim
When I start to fall away from Him
But up comes the strongest wind
That He sends to blow me back into his arms again
And then the colors fall around my feet
Over those I meet
Changing all the gray that I see
Rainbow colors of the Risen Son
Reflect the One
The One who came to set us all free
We are His daughters and sons
We are the colorful ones
We are the kids of the King
Rejoice in everything
We are like windows
Stained with colors of the rainbow
No longer set in a darkened room
Cause the bridegroom wants to shine from you
No longer set in a darkened room
Cause the bridegroom wants to shine from you"
Keith Green - Stained Glass
9/24/2004
9/23/2004
this morning, while taking my american history 1 exam, i noticed a tickle in my toes. it felt like my toe was twitching or something, so i wriggled them until it stopped. about halfway through the exam the weird feeling started again and now i distinctly felt something move from my big toe to my little toe.
i started praying that i had not worn one of my "should-have-been-thrown-away-cause-it-has-a-hole" socks. i decided it couldn't be a spider because this thing was tough enough to get stomped on and still be there pushing around in my shoe (i have always hated the thought of finding some shoe-camper turn out to be a brown recluse spider or something). thoroughly curious and worried that it may compromise the structural integrity of my sock with it's unseen mouthparts, only to scurry onto my foot and... i dunno burrow under my skin (i watch too many sci-fi movies i admit it), i finally reached down and took my shoe off in the middle of the test. lo and behold, a beetle about an inch long and sporting rather fearsome little jawses went scurrying across the tiled floor, to my sudden relief. i do not doubt that he could have trimmed my hangnails, as it were, with apparati such as those pincer-looking weapons.
but anyway... i survived...
see my links-o-the-month for more beetly fun
i started praying that i had not worn one of my "should-have-been-thrown-away-cause-it-has-a-hole" socks. i decided it couldn't be a spider because this thing was tough enough to get stomped on and still be there pushing around in my shoe (i have always hated the thought of finding some shoe-camper turn out to be a brown recluse spider or something). thoroughly curious and worried that it may compromise the structural integrity of my sock with it's unseen mouthparts, only to scurry onto my foot and... i dunno burrow under my skin (i watch too many sci-fi movies i admit it), i finally reached down and took my shoe off in the middle of the test. lo and behold, a beetle about an inch long and sporting rather fearsome little jawses went scurrying across the tiled floor, to my sudden relief. i do not doubt that he could have trimmed my hangnails, as it were, with apparati such as those pincer-looking weapons.
but anyway... i survived...
see my links-o-the-month for more beetly fun
9/22/2004
my newest link may well turn into the best one ever... (it's my li'l bro)
so rev your engines bloggers and don't be afraid to add peter to your blog today!
msn conversation of the day:
"mung bean sprouts!!!: luser
mung bean sprouts!!!: puny justin
mung bean sprouts!!!: bow before me
mung bean sprouts!!!: mwaahhaaha
Justin: you wish
mung bean sprouts!!!: you will see my soccer skillz and faint for jealousy
mung bean sprouts!!!: oheyah
* mung bean sprouts!!! busts through brick wall like kool-aid man
Justin: like the koolaid man
Justin: that's insane
mung bean sprouts!!!: well, if a giant glass jar full of sugary liquid and wearing a painted smile can do it, i can too darnit!"
Jimi Hendrix - Voodoo Chile
so rev your engines bloggers and don't be afraid to add peter to your blog today!
msn conversation of the day:
"mung bean sprouts!!!: luser
mung bean sprouts!!!: puny justin
mung bean sprouts!!!: bow before me
mung bean sprouts!!!: mwaahhaaha
Justin: you wish
mung bean sprouts!!!: you will see my soccer skillz and faint for jealousy
mung bean sprouts!!!: oheyah
* mung bean sprouts!!! busts through brick wall like kool-aid man
Justin: like the koolaid man
Justin: that's insane
mung bean sprouts!!!: well, if a giant glass jar full of sugary liquid and wearing a painted smile can do it, i can too darnit!"
Jimi Hendrix - Voodoo Chile
9/20/2004
9/19/2004
i was thinkin about what ditty posted and was pretty interested - about how he doesn't like to do things if he's not the best at all...
i think i'm similar but opposite - i find myself driven to start things that will set me apart (above) other people but at the same time, i usually settle myself halfway if i believe that my being the "best" is attainable... like i only try until i know that i can succeed.
when i settle like this, i feel myself put on a couch of content - a smug vantage point from which i watch the little weenies who are actually in the "leading spot". it's like i tell myself, "no need to waste your energy buddy, you know you could have it if you wanted." maybe this is connected to how much i want to "experience-ize" myself in my life - i want to learn and know about everything, try lots of stuff, and be an extremely well rounded individual (wow this is starting to sound like some trip of self-acceptance...yeh prolly is!)
i am convinced that this is not a standard to go by all my life, though. Not in America, not in this culture, not if i want to get anywhere. i could be happy by myself, gaining "half" experience all my life, learning and growing as an individual completely unshackled. i would still want friends of course - i'm not an introvert.
but since i have discovered this, i have also discovered that i am a better person when my life isn't lived by itself; a half-life in an experiencial way as well as a relationship way. i need another person to help me and be a good friend. yeh katy's worth it. i'm not ashamed to say it.
so now i find myself back at the beginning and i realize that there is no "half-way" about my life's experience; no backing out in smug success. i can't say that i'm the "best" friend that there is - to katy or anyone else. the point i am trying to convey is that now, more than ever, i am sensing the urge to finish what i've started. yeh, so i don't know what to do with my life for a career, for a lifestyle, for a place to live, a wife to take, a Future to plan. it's hard, but i believe that God will show me in His time. (and belief is sometimes just a word to me and not a feeling, trust me! - i lose faith, i'm human too!!)
and now i understand without a doubt that this blog was not written for you, the reader. i thot it was at first. i thot people would "flock" (in some degree or another) to my whimsical, funny, depressing, etc. junk and i'd have fun entertaining them. but i wrote it for me actually. this post means more to me as a hashing/rehashing ground than it does as a scale of how much people like my blogging skillz, ie. me. i get more fulfillment by understanding myself than i do thinkin, "gee i'm a great guy cause i got 10 hits today! yipee!"
well thaddaeus... now that i know that it's just me and....me..... i'm gonna say what i just told a buddy on MSN:
"man whatta rollercoaster is my life
but i'm not lettin go till the ride ENDS DAMMIT (i die)"
and also, to add to that, since i have katy along for the ride at the moment, i'm not gonna let her go unless God Himself pulls her from my skinny arms.
***this post is done
i think i'm similar but opposite - i find myself driven to start things that will set me apart (above) other people but at the same time, i usually settle myself halfway if i believe that my being the "best" is attainable... like i only try until i know that i can succeed.
when i settle like this, i feel myself put on a couch of content - a smug vantage point from which i watch the little weenies who are actually in the "leading spot". it's like i tell myself, "no need to waste your energy buddy, you know you could have it if you wanted." maybe this is connected to how much i want to "experience-ize" myself in my life - i want to learn and know about everything, try lots of stuff, and be an extremely well rounded individual (wow this is starting to sound like some trip of self-acceptance...yeh prolly is!)
i am convinced that this is not a standard to go by all my life, though. Not in America, not in this culture, not if i want to get anywhere. i could be happy by myself, gaining "half" experience all my life, learning and growing as an individual completely unshackled. i would still want friends of course - i'm not an introvert.
but since i have discovered this, i have also discovered that i am a better person when my life isn't lived by itself; a half-life in an experiencial way as well as a relationship way. i need another person to help me and be a good friend. yeh katy's worth it. i'm not ashamed to say it.
so now i find myself back at the beginning and i realize that there is no "half-way" about my life's experience; no backing out in smug success. i can't say that i'm the "best" friend that there is - to katy or anyone else. the point i am trying to convey is that now, more than ever, i am sensing the urge to finish what i've started. yeh, so i don't know what to do with my life for a career, for a lifestyle, for a place to live, a wife to take, a Future to plan. it's hard, but i believe that God will show me in His time. (and belief is sometimes just a word to me and not a feeling, trust me! - i lose faith, i'm human too!!)
and now i understand without a doubt that this blog was not written for you, the reader. i thot it was at first. i thot people would "flock" (in some degree or another) to my whimsical, funny, depressing, etc. junk and i'd have fun entertaining them. but i wrote it for me actually. this post means more to me as a hashing/rehashing ground than it does as a scale of how much people like my blogging skillz, ie. me. i get more fulfillment by understanding myself than i do thinkin, "gee i'm a great guy cause i got 10 hits today! yipee!"
well thaddaeus... now that i know that it's just me and....me..... i'm gonna say what i just told a buddy on MSN:
"man whatta rollercoaster is my life
but i'm not lettin go till the ride ENDS DAMMIT (i die)"
and also, to add to that, since i have katy along for the ride at the moment, i'm not gonna let her go unless God Himself pulls her from my skinny arms.
***this post is done
9/18/2004
it's not always easy bein who i am, what i am
but i promise i'll do what i can for you
Slick Shoes - Feeble
but i promise i'll do what i can for you
Slick Shoes - Feeble
9/17/2004
thaddaeus is getting a cellphone!!
yay, welcome to the 21st century thadd...
i can call long distance free after 9, free all weekend, and free anytime to anyone else with an alltell phone plan (jordan, micah, mom and dad also have a cell!!)
this makes me VERY happy indeed... soooo if you have a desire to have mr. thaddaeus call you (i don't care who you are, i'll call if it's after 9!) email me with your phone # and well have a chat!
yay, welcome to the 21st century thadd...
i can call long distance free after 9, free all weekend, and free anytime to anyone else with an alltell phone plan (jordan, micah, mom and dad also have a cell!!)
this makes me VERY happy indeed... soooo if you have a desire to have mr. thaddaeus call you (i don't care who you are, i'll call if it's after 9!) email me with your phone # and well have a chat!
anybody tired of their email? well i can invite you to try Gmail (beta) like i have been (i think they really want me to keep inviting people...)
checkit:
checkit:
"Gmail is an experiment in a new kind of webmail, built on the idea that you should never have to delete mail and you should always be able to find the message you want. The key features are:
-
Search, don't sort.
Use Google search to find the exact message you want, no matter when it was sent or received.
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Don't throw anything away.
1000 megabytes of free storage so you'll never need to delete another message.
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Keep it all in context.
Each message is grouped with all its replies and displayed as a conversation.
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No pop-up ads. No untargeted banners.
You see only relevant text ads and links to related web pages of interest."
9/14/2004
9/13/2004
9/09/2004
9/01/2004
here's some rather funny things i've heard/come across today:
----Biology
the dumb jock strikes again [see Aug. 30 post] while the class is talking about cellulose; hearing something his pinhead thinks it understands, he bursts out:
"...is that like cellulite?"
garrrr the stupidity...
----Internet
found this on a blog i visit on occasion which i would link but... it's usually too shocking for my tastes. needless to say, i didn't write it:
"WHILST WATCHING THE OLYMPICS MARATHON
... this afternoon, I suddenly thought to myself: if you were running in the race, why not sprint in front of the rest of the runners just before the drinks stations and knock everybody else's drinks off the tables so they all dehydrate and you win.
That's what I would do."
----Biology
the dumb jock strikes again [see Aug. 30 post] while the class is talking about cellulose; hearing something his pinhead thinks it understands, he bursts out:
"...is that like cellulite?"
garrrr the stupidity...
----Internet
found this on a blog i visit on occasion which i would link but... it's usually too shocking for my tastes. needless to say, i didn't write it:
"WHILST WATCHING THE OLYMPICS MARATHON
... this afternoon, I suddenly thought to myself: if you were running in the race, why not sprint in front of the rest of the runners just before the drinks stations and knock everybody else's drinks off the tables so they all dehydrate and you win.
That's what I would do."
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