I am not here just to see the dead raised...

May 17, 2005 19:17

Matthew and I ran (nay, walked slowly and peacefully) on the TVA trail this morning; it was way fun. Maybe if we work this into our routine, my butt won't be bigger than the side of a house by the time I get married. I refuse to be a fatty on my wedding day (like, 3.93 x 10^3 days away... if I'm lucky).

Last night I copied a pile of Matthew's CDs for myself and now I am super happy because (A) new-to-me worship music rocks my face off, (B) I get to organize my new CDs and alphabetize them in the case, and (C) it makes me happy that Matthew and I like the same music... except that I love southern gospel... ooh, and bluegrass. Oh, yes.

I miss Matthew. He's DQing it up, and I miss him. He loves me. :)

Elisabeth, I love you and I am praying for you like crazy. And, God rocks, so expect awesome things to happen. I'll make you a super cool mix CD while you're at the beach, haha.

The preview to tonight's Gilmore Girls says that someone is going to propose. I love to live vicariously through Lorelai and Rory.
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