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Inspired by a friend linking to my blog, I feel I should update.
This past week has been busy and emotionally turbulent, but fun as well, in a roundabout way. This weekend, and by 'weekend' I mean Saturday and Sunday, because I honestly can't remember what I did Friday night, was busy. I drove to Athens Saturday night to visit Nat and Eli and it was fun. I stopped by Aaron's beforehand and picked up some awesome music, most notably the hassidic jewish reggae/rapper that everyone else seems to have heard of due to this thing they call a "radio" - Matisyahu (caution link has noise). Nat and Eli and and I enjoyed delicious mexican food, then tore into a homemade cheesecake (Nat - you make the cheesecakes of GOD. The whole earth will sing their praises as they arise, gain sentience due to their awesomenitude, and rule over all of us as a benevolent yet stern oligarchy of dairy-fresh goodness). I drove back that evening and got back in around 2am, then messed around on teh intarweb for another hour and a half, rendering myself unable to get up for church in the morning. So I missed church, shoot me, for I missed the pastor's insensitive side comment during his sermon about how, when you get married, you become a "person of significance". Harumph.
Sunday for lunch I met an old college friend, Susan, for lunch and an impromptu shopping spree at Old Navy and Barnes and Noble, which resulted in the purchase of a set of large magnets ("R" "&" "L", representing mine and my roomie's first initials, to adorn the fridge), 2 hoodies, some wrapping paper I don't need, but was "on sale", and another bag for my collection. It's tweed. It's like getting a hug from a tweed library. At Barnes and Noble I pretty much went apeshit over the half price classics shelves, then came to my senses and only ended up bringing home Ralph Waldo Emerson and Walt Whitman (from that section). Then I picked out 6 other books which weren't on sale but that I simply had to possess, one of which is PostSecret. It is awesome, you should check it out.
After my afternoon shopping binge, I headed home to pick up my djembe and go to the church for our 2x/monthly prayer/prophetic/worship meeting called Unveiled. I played there with another guy, who is really weird and personal-space-invading, on percussion and my friend Jeff on guitar, and we prayed for our friend Sonia who is leaving soon to a former soviet country to help some long-term resident missionaries homeschool their 4 daughters. (can't say where, as there are safety concerns for the missionary family).
After that, I headed home to find my small group making themselves at home (since most of them have keys) and small group nearly underway. I got to play the djembe again for group, and it was fun.
Then I had to go to work.
Then my new ipod that I bought myself last weekend as a b'day present stopped working right, so I spent an hour at the genius bar at the Lenox Apple store trying to get it fixed, was told it was defective, and was sad. They couldn't look up the receipt from the perimeter store where I bought it, because, hey, they are a technology company and their systems don't talk to each other. The guy at the genius bar, who was smugger than the normal smugness of an mac user because he was an apple store employee, and smugger than the smuggest apple store employee because he was a genius bar worker and had on a t-shirt that said "genius", was not very helpful and was smug (surprise!) and condescending. I contented myself with the fact that he works at a mall, no matter what his shirt says. So I have to take it back to the perimeter store, or bring my receipt with me (which I have, it was just at home that day because I didn't think I was going to have to exchange it) to the Lenox store, and trade it in for a shiny newer ipod which may have the same issue lurking within its gleaming exterior.
Tomorrow evening - saturday evening I am attending the OneThing conference put on by the International House of Prayer. I am excited, as I have been really interested in prayer and intercession and worship, and this conference is going to be about those things, with some awesome speakers and worship leaders. Plus, I am taking Friday off to go, and taking days off work is always fun, unless it's to go to a series of doctors' appointments or to bury a loved pet. Then it isn't fun.
This past week has been busy and emotionally turbulent, but fun as well, in a roundabout way. This weekend, and by 'weekend' I mean Saturday and Sunday, because I honestly can't remember what I did Friday night, was busy. I drove to Athens Saturday night to visit Nat and Eli and it was fun. I stopped by Aaron's beforehand and picked up some awesome music, most notably the hassidic jewish reggae/rapper that everyone else seems to have heard of due to this thing they call a "radio" - Matisyahu (caution link has noise). Nat and Eli and and I enjoyed delicious mexican food, then tore into a homemade cheesecake (Nat - you make the cheesecakes of GOD. The whole earth will sing their praises as they arise, gain sentience due to their awesomenitude, and rule over all of us as a benevolent yet stern oligarchy of dairy-fresh goodness). I drove back that evening and got back in around 2am, then messed around on teh intarweb for another hour and a half, rendering myself unable to get up for church in the morning. So I missed church, shoot me, for I missed the pastor's insensitive side comment during his sermon about how, when you get married, you become a "person of significance". Harumph.
Sunday for lunch I met an old college friend, Susan, for lunch and an impromptu shopping spree at Old Navy and Barnes and Noble, which resulted in the purchase of a set of large magnets ("R" "&" "L", representing mine and my roomie's first initials, to adorn the fridge), 2 hoodies, some wrapping paper I don't need, but was "on sale", and another bag for my collection. It's tweed. It's like getting a hug from a tweed library. At Barnes and Noble I pretty much went apeshit over the half price classics shelves, then came to my senses and only ended up bringing home Ralph Waldo Emerson and Walt Whitman (from that section). Then I picked out 6 other books which weren't on sale but that I simply had to possess, one of which is PostSecret. It is awesome, you should check it out.
After my afternoon shopping binge, I headed home to pick up my djembe and go to the church for our 2x/monthly prayer/prophetic/worship meeting called Unveiled. I played there with another guy, who is really weird and personal-space-invading, on percussion and my friend Jeff on guitar, and we prayed for our friend Sonia who is leaving soon to a former soviet country to help some long-term resident missionaries homeschool their 4 daughters. (can't say where, as there are safety concerns for the missionary family).
After that, I headed home to find my small group making themselves at home (since most of them have keys) and small group nearly underway. I got to play the djembe again for group, and it was fun.
Then I had to go to work.
Then my new ipod that I bought myself last weekend as a b'day present stopped working right, so I spent an hour at the genius bar at the Lenox Apple store trying to get it fixed, was told it was defective, and was sad. They couldn't look up the receipt from the perimeter store where I bought it, because, hey, they are a technology company and their systems don't talk to each other. The guy at the genius bar, who was smugger than the normal smugness of an mac user because he was an apple store employee, and smugger than the smuggest apple store employee because he was a genius bar worker and had on a t-shirt that said "genius", was not very helpful and was smug (surprise!) and condescending. I contented myself with the fact that he works at a mall, no matter what his shirt says. So I have to take it back to the perimeter store, or bring my receipt with me (which I have, it was just at home that day because I didn't think I was going to have to exchange it) to the Lenox store, and trade it in for a shiny newer ipod which may have the same issue lurking within its gleaming exterior.
Tomorrow evening - saturday evening I am attending the OneThing conference put on by the International House of Prayer. I am excited, as I have been really interested in prayer and intercession and worship, and this conference is going to be about those things, with some awesome speakers and worship leaders. Plus, I am taking Friday off to go, and taking days off work is always fun, unless it's to go to a series of doctors' appointments or to bury a loved pet. Then it isn't fun.