it's only Wednesday
Monday was the back to school bash. In a way, I'm glad my brother didn't come because none of the college age groupies were there, and he probably would have felt awkward. I love my bro.
I ended up taggin along for a trip to the bloomin Outback for some grub with little rebekah, nicole, this new chick Koral, and THE KEAS.
I gotta say, that brother stirs me up. We were talking a little and I got so frustrated because DUDE, there is SO much to know about him and learn from him and feast off of... but that's rather difficult when there's a company of three chicks with "the Red Bull runnin through their veins." He's got his hair all long and shaggy.. I told him it was a mop but what I should have said is it was ... well it looks really good. It's such an intriquing time to just chill with someone you barely know yet look up to so incredibly much! I wasn't quite as shy this time. I think that talk with Joshem the other day helped me with that anxiety thing. I don't know ... I thought about how I acted around him last time, how nervous I got (because basically I was dumbfounded that a man that mature and passionate in his WALK was also the most beautiful). That changed I think. The connection I have with my best friend makes my relationship with other brothers pale in comparison. That sounds pretty intense, and partially unfair, because ... maybe it is. But like I said... NO GREATER LOVE. Keasler still astounds me. Although it is not the man, but the Son of Man in the man, that makes him such a ... man! And I couldn't believe the bit about inner-city Miami missions. I would SO do that! I have a heart for REAL PEOPLE... such brokenness. That will be on the "requesting direction" list. I'm sure I could write some killer urban plays... bout how it is down there looking for God.
"Any man that knocks on the door of a brothel is looking for God" -Chesterton
managing has been a blast. I love working this hard because the audience has no clue and I don't give a rip... I'm makin things happen. Not on my strength for sure. I'm wore out. I got three hours of sleep last night. what a weeny.
looks like I won't be gettin much sleep tonight either...
"HAPPI BYRTHDAY YOU"... my good 'ol bro, Joshua, turned 21 (young buck)! fun packed night of torrential downpours, cookie cake, sumo stripping, and cranium. I hope he had the best birthday ever.
ISAIAH 55
I ended up taggin along for a trip to the bloomin Outback for some grub with little rebekah, nicole, this new chick Koral, and THE KEAS.
I gotta say, that brother stirs me up. We were talking a little and I got so frustrated because DUDE, there is SO much to know about him and learn from him and feast off of... but that's rather difficult when there's a company of three chicks with "the Red Bull runnin through their veins." He's got his hair all long and shaggy.. I told him it was a mop but what I should have said is it was ... well it looks really good. It's such an intriquing time to just chill with someone you barely know yet look up to so incredibly much! I wasn't quite as shy this time. I think that talk with Joshem the other day helped me with that anxiety thing. I don't know ... I thought about how I acted around him last time, how nervous I got (because basically I was dumbfounded that a man that mature and passionate in his WALK was also the most beautiful). That changed I think. The connection I have with my best friend makes my relationship with other brothers pale in comparison. That sounds pretty intense, and partially unfair, because ... maybe it is. But like I said... NO GREATER LOVE. Keasler still astounds me. Although it is not the man, but the Son of Man in the man, that makes him such a ... man! And I couldn't believe the bit about inner-city Miami missions. I would SO do that! I have a heart for REAL PEOPLE... such brokenness. That will be on the "requesting direction" list. I'm sure I could write some killer urban plays... bout how it is down there looking for God.
"Any man that knocks on the door of a brothel is looking for God" -Chesterton
managing has been a blast. I love working this hard because the audience has no clue and I don't give a rip... I'm makin things happen. Not on my strength for sure. I'm wore out. I got three hours of sleep last night. what a weeny.
looks like I won't be gettin much sleep tonight either...
"HAPPI BYRTHDAY YOU"... my good 'ol bro, Joshua, turned 21 (young buck)! fun packed night of torrential downpours, cookie cake, sumo stripping, and cranium. I hope he had the best birthday ever.
ISAIAH 55