I'm addicted to House. It's true. We don't have tv, but we do have Netflix.
House-commercials=obsessive entertainment.
The Simpsons on DVD is a close second.
So right now I'm avoiding starting dinner (raw chicken...icky). It's the left-over vegetarian reflex that clashes with the Obsessive Compulsive reflex: chicken, eww, overcook and wash everything 8 times.
And after that, I have every intention of reading my philosophy material. As part of the Humanities degree, there are a certain number of "experiencing the humanities" courses I have to take. So far, the ones that were the most mind-numbing are the ones I already have an undergrad degree in. Hmmm...
And, on a parting note, isn't it completely awesome how medical shows break out Makita's and drill into people's skulls? Yes!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Labor Laws and Church Attendance
I've been trying to get this blog up and running for a while with the intention that I can then delete my myspace account, since the blog feature is largely what I use. I guess I could keep a private diary...but isn't it always more fun when other people throw in their opinions on your own private thoughts? When it happens in your head it's psychosis...on paper (or screen) it's blogging. Go figure.
So, I'm not at work yet because our collective departments have an event tonight and working rules say I can't work more than eleven hours a day. Pansies. So I'm sitting here in my robe doing pointless blog surfing and thought, "Hey! I have one of these too!"
My mommy says I'm smart. And easily distracted by shiny objects.
Michael and I have finally found a church we're going to commit to: The Flipside. The name's a little dorky, I know. But we are now flipsidians...which is hilarious. It's way out in the industrial complexes of Rancho Cucamonga, but we drive by about three Starbucks and Coffee Beans on the way there, so I'm cool with it. The people are super friendly, the music is different...but not too bad, and the pastor is awesome. It's not the same as what we had...but it works for now. We'll be heading out Santa Fe way in about three years, so it's a moderately short-term location.
I wouldn't say the mourning period is over...just lessening in intensity. It's about time.
God is good.
So, I'm not at work yet because our collective departments have an event tonight and working rules say I can't work more than eleven hours a day. Pansies. So I'm sitting here in my robe doing pointless blog surfing and thought, "Hey! I have one of these too!"
My mommy says I'm smart. And easily distracted by shiny objects.
Michael and I have finally found a church we're going to commit to: The Flipside. The name's a little dorky, I know. But we are now flipsidians...which is hilarious. It's way out in the industrial complexes of Rancho Cucamonga, but we drive by about three Starbucks and Coffee Beans on the way there, so I'm cool with it. The people are super friendly, the music is different...but not too bad, and the pastor is awesome. It's not the same as what we had...but it works for now. We'll be heading out Santa Fe way in about three years, so it's a moderately short-term location.
I wouldn't say the mourning period is over...just lessening in intensity. It's about time.
God is good.
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