Archive for August, 2002

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Thursday, August 8th, 2002

I love life’s dramatic ironies. God is so funny! Two years ago, Spirit FM hired me to redesign its web site. To make the story short, both parties ended the working relationship unhappy after three months. Well, fate would have me as a sub-contractor on Spirit FM‘s new web site. Note that Spirit FM and I did kiss and make-up before LiveWire’s finale. (I was the designer of LiveWire’s award-winning web site and co-host on the local radio show that aired on Spirit FM).

Excitement also embraces me for something else, but I cannot disclose it. Trust me; if it happens, you’ll know what I’m talking about. God, let me really feel my nothingness, not to despair over it, but to feel all the more intensely the greatness of your goodness.

Some People Don’t Get It

Wednesday, August 7th, 2002

I just wanted to take a moment and explain the concept of my life blog (a.k.a. journal). My feelings, my thoughts, my life, the things God is teaching me are written here. This is my domain to speak freely and record the most intimate characteristics that comprise me.

This is the one place where it’s all about me, hopefully the only place where I put aside humility. If you don’t like what you read (::cough:: parents ::cough::), I invite you to stop reading because I never invited you to read in the first place.

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Wednesday, August 7th, 2002

If homosexuality is a disease, let’s all call in queer to work. ‘Hi, can’t work today, still queer.’ Ophelia Speaks by Sara Shandler.

Exodus to the “Dessert”

Wednesday, August 7th, 2002

Last night, Mark and I planned on attending an Exodus rehearsal at L.U. but instead ate desert at Ruby Tuesday when the group cancelled. He shared his awesome experience while on the "Unashamed Love" Music Mission Tour and I helped him plan his furniture arrangement in his new apartment. Special shoutout to Holly!

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Sunday, August 4th, 2002

Have a Lynchburg-riffic day! Uncle Jon

The Boring Identity

Sunday, August 4th, 2002

My drama with Maria and Dave for BRCC‘s Kidz Church went smoothly. It made the kids laugh and hopefully reinforced the lesson on being teachable.

Last night Ryan and I saw The Borne Identity. Let me ruin the movie for you so that the movie won’t ruin your evening: a guy forgets who he is after being shot twice and thrown overboard unconscious during a C.I.A. sponsored assassination attempt. Ta-da! I just saved the money you would have spent on renting this movie.

Deuteronomy 1 is very applicable to my life right now. I feel like I’m wandering in the wilderness with very little clear direction, though I still trust in the pillar of fire at night and a pillar of cloud by day. The only difference is that I’m not complaining (well not complaining *that* much). Life = adventure.

D.J. with a Curfew

Friday, August 2nd, 2002

I’m back in Zuzuville! What does this mean? The kewlest project that I have worked on in the last year resumed development yesterday. As always, Al rocks.

Also exciting, CVO‘s iMac G4 arrived yesterday!

So last night I helped Ryan D.J. Lyndsey’s birthday party, grabbed some Sheetz coffee with Rianna and Sherrie, and then rushed home to meet my extended curfew.

Only around 2:15 A.M., a brawl in the boys’ room beside me broke out and continued until Diane (Sharon’s friend who is visiting this week) rescued Adam. Aaron is the epitome of inconsiderate.

I was going to put Ryan’s reason for his tardiness last night here but it’s just too stupid.

Doctors with Hott Ties?

Thursday, August 1st, 2002

When writing yesterday’s entry, I used the term hotties. Dreamweaver‘s spell check suggested “hot ties” as a replacement. Amusing because according to my sister, ties makes guys hott. I personally prefer to not dress with a noose around my neck.

I wish all of my clients were as a wonderful as Central Virginia Orthopaedics. Dr. Kiernan and I met today. He is like every staff member that I have worked with at CVO: friendly and highly motivated.

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