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I think it is pretty much a done deal that I am moving this show over to Blogspot. For some reason, LiveJournal doesn't like the formatting that I use on Apple's Word equivalent. It's not like I'm asking for it to go to Mordor and back--I'm only asking it to put spaces between paragraphs!
Sidebar: I don't even ask it to indent my paragraphs.
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Poo
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Jobbing Blogger
I'm blogging again.
This is mostly because my daily commute on the train now affords a large chunk of time to such things as listening to fellow passenger's rants about brown people, stories about their dogs, and of course, blogging.
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Jobbing
Since graduating this April, I have applied for many, many jobs.
I have yet to be called in for an interview.
Yet, here I sit with the intent to apply to another job.
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Loving the Sinner...ish
Hey Mike,
Look man, you know I care about you. I can't think of a more loyal friend than you and I felt like I haven't been that friend back to you. I know this may sound contradictory, but I don't care if you are gay. It really doesn't bother me. But I do care about the church and God and heaven. I don't want to sound preachy, but the reason ( Read more... ) -
Out There
There was a culling a few months back.
I just got a little uncomfortable with how much of myself I was sharing on Facebook (says the guy who's intimate life is shared on a blog wherein any one can glean sensitive information from). Seriously though--do I really want that guy who was an underclassman when I was a senior to have access to my nitty ( Read more... ) -
Emotions
Years ago during my sojourn at BYU, I found myself on the phone with my mom. She doesn't understand me very well--you can speak the same language and still misunderstand each other, believe me. And at one point during our conversation, I perplexed her beyond belief. You see, my mom couldn't wrap her head around why I was so depressed all the time. ( Read more... ) -
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It’s been awhile.
We’re mostly waiting for things to get back to normal, but I don’t think it ever will. For my husband, the loss of his father has been a traumatic experience. It has made him question his own mortality--among other things. To get through this together is what being married is all about.
What about Mike?
Well, I’m gradumacated now, ( Read more... )
