Archive for January, 2005

Hello Everyone

Thursday, January 20th, 2005

I hope everybody remembers who i am. Since I last blogged lots of things have changed since then. Actually, I can’t remember half the stuff that changed. I got cool stuff for Christmas like an Azorean Flag and Portuguese flag. Those are cool. I got a $100 gift certificate for Amazon.com, which i spent on a CD and a DVD player. Well maybe thats all i have to say for now.

Serious Stuff

Tuesday, January 18th, 2005

There are 2 or 3 atheists at Guion that I know of. One of them once said that he had been told that he was going to Hell far more times than he had been told that Jesus loved him. I once saw this same person being asked about his beliefs. Once he had responded, the people who had asked him attempted to convert him by cussing at him, threatening to jump him, and spitting at him.
This person claims that he was once a Christian, but that he “realized the truth” after finding several “lies” in the Bible. The ones who questioned him and tried to “convert” him are one of the reasons that he despises all religions. I tell him that Jesus loves him and that not all Christians are like the ones he is threatened by. And I pray that God will show him the way back. I also pray that the Christians who attempt to punish him be shown back to the true course as well.

The Art of Toothpasting

Wednesday, January 5th, 2005

You all will probably think I’m crazy for this, but that’s okay, because most of you have already reached that conclusion. Anywho, have you seen the toothpaste/toothbrush commercials? The subject (or as I would say, victim) takes the tube of toothpaste and squeezes out just enough to cover the toothbrush…perfectly! But when I attempt to duplicate theses feats of daring do, I wind up with the fate that herring do. Which means that I end up with about 3/4 of the toothbrush covered on top, and the rest of the toothpaste goes on the side, where I am forced to employ my tongue. This is the latest from my derailed train of thought.

Yuletide Insanity

Wednesday, January 5th, 2005

On the morn before Christmas,
In the family room,
my father said to me,
“Jeremy, when you’re older,
and you can’t stand me,
I hope you’ll think back to this morn,
on which you still hugged me,”
and to this I replied (quite jokingly),
“Yes, I will, and I shall think,
I was so naive then!”