My left eye has been twitching all day. It's on the fritz.

Phil. 4:6,7 - I imagine you're familiar with these verses, but they've taken on a deeper actuality recently.

I had sushi tonight. My roommate, Albert, made it for us. I adore hamachi. He adores us. We adore him. There's a lot of adoration in our room... and a lo-o-o-o-t of sushi ( Read more... )

What am I supposed to say ( Read more... )

Thank you, everyone, for your prayers. My family and I appreciate them greatly. God is holding us up, though it's obviously a heartbreaking time. I don't doubt God because of this. I definitely don't understand how He works, but I know He is sovereign and faithful. And I rejoice that my dad is with the God he loved ( Read more... )

So I was making playlists with iTunes this morning (something I do when I am bored, sickly, or both), and I thought it would be fun for purposes of recollection, to create a top twenty list of my dearest bands of the past year. So here goes it ( Read more... )

I just spent nearly an hour looking through a scrap-book that my mom put together for my graduation. She's been working on it for months and months. It's full of letters from my family and friends (many of you) and pictures and the sort. I really... don't... know what to say. It's overwhelming receiving letters from those people that I so ( Read more... )

I need a hug. And I need to forget what it felt like when I learned that a hug - that honesty - was not enough. There needs to be a relearning, and perhaps then there will be ignorance again. It felt better when I didn't know ( Read more... )

My neck is slightly curled downward, pointing my chin at my chest as I am sitting on my bed with a bunk above my head, preventing me from straightening my posture. So I am hunched, you see, and I was reading until I decided to take a break. And that's what's going on in my life, pretty much: a cycle of reading and writing, taking breaks and eating ( Read more... )

Well, I'm home. Would you call me? I like coffee... that's a hint. Take me out, and show me a good time. Ok, love you...

-L

I suppose I need sleep. My insides tell me this, and I drink tea or coffee to shut them up. If I have liquid to consume, I have work left to do; it's a mental thing. Well, tonight I will be up until about 2:00 or 3:00. Euphoric-pseudo-hallucinatory-floopiness here I come ( Read more... )