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12.22.2003  

Uh-huh!

It's Monday morning...nearly Christmas. I talked to my family this past Saturday night, when most of them were at our annual Family Christmas Party. Kayla was particularly amusing...at one point, our conversation went something like this:



John: "Uh-huh!"

Kayla: "Nuh-uh!"

John: "Uh-huh!"

Kayla: "Nuh-uh!"

John: "Uh-huh!"

Kayla: "Nuh-uh!"

John: "Uh-huh!"

Kayla: "Nuh-UH!"

John: "Uh-HUH!"

Kayla: "NUH-uh!"

John: "Uuuuhhhhh-huh!"

Kayla: "STOP IT!"

John: *Silence for a few seconds*..."Nuh-uh!"

Kayla: "Uh-huh!"

John: "Nuh-uh!"

Kayla: "Uh-huh!"

John: "Nyuh-uh!"

Kayla: "Uh-HUUUH!"

John: "Nuh-uh!"

Kayla: "UNCLE JOHN!"



As you can see, my communication skills have exponentially gained in eloquence and gentility since I've enrolled at Boyce. Can you imagine what FOUR WHOLE YEARS will do for me? By the time I'm done, I'll be able to snarl and growl back and forth with cats and dogs!



As for somewhat more serious matters, I found out last week that I may be working full-time at Moore (the security gig), at least for the next month or so. After that, I'll be able to work just 4 nights a week. My take on it? If I can manage it, I'll try to work at least the 32 hours during the semester, since it's almost all study time for me. Hopefully, it works out :)



The break has been good for me...God's done a lot of "heart surgery" that I'd been sorely in need of. I remember once thinking that part the sanctification process must include God holding up a big holy mirror in front of us while we're naked...spiritually naked, that is. In that mirror, all the spiritual flab sticks out, and God doesn't let us put our clothes back on to hide it; He puts us on the spiritual treadmill and makes us go through the spiritual workout. I just better make sure I've got the spiritual Gatorade handy :)



It's not like there's been any huge "spiritual breakthrough's" to write home about, though. Nothing wrong with that...it's just that life has been slow and simple, kind of like watching paint dry. Occasionally, a birdie will fly by and poop on the drying paint. I figure it adds a little...umm...character to the color scheme ;) (I think I should've put a disclaimer on this post before I wrote it...I don't know where the heck all of this funky thinking is coming from. Actually, it's a lack of real human being interactaction that does this to me...*shrug*.)



Anyway, here's hoping you look better in the mirror naked than I do! *John raises his bottle of spiritual Gatorade to you*

posted by Bolo | 11:00 AM
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