Everytime.
Why can't we make up our minds? First we wanted to go down the coast from the 26th to the 3rd. Then we wanted to go to Banff, Alberta and sleep in a hostel. Then we wanted to snowshoe in 10 miles to a fire lookout perched 40 ft off the ground. Now we're back to camping down the coast, but only from the 26th through the 30th. I love my friends, but sometimes I want to kill them. I don't even really care where we go or what we do anymore, let's just go somewhere and get away for more than just a couple days. All I want is a good solid trip to somewhere I haven't been where I can get lost and have an adventure. At least this trip is happening... every other trip seemed like a pipe-dream, destined to be a figment of the imagination.
There is something that I want. If I reach out and try to grab it, there is ultimately one of two outcomes. Either I lose something that is very important to me, or I could gain something that could potentially change the rest of my life. But I need to be ready. I need to be prepared to make a commitment to this thing, and I need to make sure that I am not doing it for myself... but I'm not even sure if that is possible. And there are questions that are still running through my head. Am I ready? Am I good enough? Is it the right time? I think I've come to the point where no amount of prayer or mental preparation can help prepare me for this, and the more I think about this the worse it gets.
The last two days have been busy but fun. Ellen came back from Michigan and crashed on my couch after playing some Wii and getting pretty buzzed on peppermint schnaaps and hot cocoa. This morning I drove Julia to work, deposited my paycheck, dropped off the keys to the truck at work (oops), and then dropped off the car at the shop and walked home. Then Betty Anne and mom picked me up and we met up with Ellen and saw the Dead Sea Scrolls, then went out for Thai and down to SeaTac to drop off Ellen's rental car. And then... I crashed on my couch and watched There's Something About Mary. I'll just add Cameron Diez to my list of movie star crushes.
The Royal Tenenbaums is a really good movie. In fact, I'd go as far as to say it's a real piece of modern art. Comedy, drama, and tragedy all wrapped up in a stylized yet meaningful medium in a way that gets down to the center of the issue of family.
There is something that I want. If I reach out and try to grab it, there is ultimately one of two outcomes. Either I lose something that is very important to me, or I could gain something that could potentially change the rest of my life. But I need to be ready. I need to be prepared to make a commitment to this thing, and I need to make sure that I am not doing it for myself... but I'm not even sure if that is possible. And there are questions that are still running through my head. Am I ready? Am I good enough? Is it the right time? I think I've come to the point where no amount of prayer or mental preparation can help prepare me for this, and the more I think about this the worse it gets.
The last two days have been busy but fun. Ellen came back from Michigan and crashed on my couch after playing some Wii and getting pretty buzzed on peppermint schnaaps and hot cocoa. This morning I drove Julia to work, deposited my paycheck, dropped off the keys to the truck at work (oops), and then dropped off the car at the shop and walked home. Then Betty Anne and mom picked me up and we met up with Ellen and saw the Dead Sea Scrolls, then went out for Thai and down to SeaTac to drop off Ellen's rental car. And then... I crashed on my couch and watched There's Something About Mary. I'll just add Cameron Diez to my list of movie star crushes.
The Royal Tenenbaums is a really good movie. In fact, I'd go as far as to say it's a real piece of modern art. Comedy, drama, and tragedy all wrapped up in a stylized yet meaningful medium in a way that gets down to the center of the issue of family.