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Monday, February 25, 2008

I might as well blog now before I take my shower, than later on today when I get swamped with all of the non-work things that are taking up my non-work day. I feel like I have to say a lot today, so bear with me.

a.) This girl (a stranger) has left comments on my blog periodically and I dig it. One thing I love about the internet is how total strangers can find each other. I have met many a stranger through this blog and my life has been enriched by it.

But that's not really the point of point a. What I was going to say is that I clicked on her blog and her most recent post talks about the snowstorms over in New England. Now I know that New Jersey is not part of New England and is part of the Mid-Atlantic, but last week I happened to go on CNN to see what was up in the world today and I read about the snowstorms in NY and surrounding areas and I thought to myself, "Wow, that used to be me." But it's not anymore. I mean, if I prayed for a snow day over here and we got one, that would really and truly be an act of God. Anyway, when I saw about the snowstorms, I thought to myself, "I don't miss that." But upon further consideration, I do miss it somewhat.

b.) The Wailin Jennys are coming to California in April and I think I'm going to try to see them. The disappointing thing is that everyone I know who likes the Wailin Jennys lives out of state.

c.) I cleaned the living room, dining room and hallway yesterday. Side note: When I was cleaning the hallway I noticed immense amounts of dust on the walls that I have not seen/noticed in any other place in our house. What I wonder is why has this amount of dust accumulated in the hallway, of all places, since no one spends more than a second in there at a time? I love having a clean house because it helps me clear my mind. My hope is that I will also clean the bathroom and kitchen today. But the big ticket item this weekend was cleaning the living room. It was in horrible shape.

In similar but unrelated news, years and years ago - at least 5 - my friend Amanda made me some wooden knitting needles. They were really cool but I lost one of them within a week of owning them. So last fall...November, December, maybe? I was going through my closet getting rid of the copious amounts of things I simply don't need. Since I don't really knit anymore, I gave away lots of yarn, etc. And I saw the lone knitting needle that Amanda made me. I had been keeping it all this time in the hope of recovering the lost needle. That day sentimentality did not get the best of me and I threw away the needle, thinking that the needle has been lost for 5 years - there's no way I'll ever find it now. Fast forward to about two weeks ago. In the midst of our house being totally messy, my dad reaches in the couch for a reason that in afterthought I can only peg as divine because, otherwise, I'm not sure exactly why he would have done such a thing. He pulled something out of the couch. What was it? The missing needle. I kid you not.

d.) This weekend I can't remember why, but I was thinking of this guy I knew from high school who graduated a year before me and about his mysterious death last year, early summer. Then I was thinking about something my dad told me about one of his tennis friend's sons and how he died last year. It was gruesome. I don't know why, but I was thinking about both of these deaths out of the blue, really, and all at once I realized yesterday or maybe late Saturday night that this guy and my dad's friend's son are one and the same person. Putting them together just makes me more sad for both of them, individually.

e.) Yesterday I went with Tiffany and Gavin to the Welsh Presbyterian Church of Los Angeles. For the record, I did feel like I was playing hookey from church, but I was invited to this church by some former hospital patients of mine on this particular day because they were having a celebration for St. David, who I guess is the patron saint of Wales. So we went and when we got there, there were probably no more than twenty people in the congregation, which is sad. But, they are a very friendly bunch and you could tell it was a bit of a jackpot for them to have three (young) new people on a Sunday. The worship service was fairly standard but it was also quite rapid and the service must have been 45 minutes or even slightly shorter. We could have stayed for the Welsh choir concert afterwards, but instead we got lunch.

The disappointing thing is that one of our Fuller interns preached yesterday on Sodom and Gomorrah and I heard that it was an excellent sermon. I'll have to ask him for his manuscript. I'm on this kick where I just really want to hear (and read) excellent sermons.

f.) My computer is driving me crazy. Last year in January I got a new battery for it because my battery life was at something ridiculous like 30 minutes, and even that was a generous estimate. Well, now my battery life, just over a year later, is at something like 45 minutes. My cousin Danny thinks that I purchased a defective battery, but I really think that my computer, from how many times it's been dropped, has now become defective and is causing the battery to zap its total energy at a faster clip. I mean, I guess that sounds ridiculous, but I really and truly believe that. And I feel like the only way to get out of this cycle is not to buy a new battery, but to get a new computer. Now I just have to find a stable job in order to do that.

- Jenny, 2/25/2008 09:37:00 AM

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