| So, I finally got the newness :]
But time is walking slower.
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| As the election closes and most people around me hang their heads in disgust of the passing of proposition 8, I desperately want someone to try to convince me why it's
okay to put God's will aside for what people think is normal when,
in FACT and TRUTH, it is not.
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| I need newness.
I want to move. To Europe. And spend about a year doing something completely different. I need the new people and the distance. I need a temporary but long... and real change. I'm stuck, and I won't change unless I have to. Thus, a drastic move.
I really need the newness.
The other day I was shopping at the giant F21 in Pasadena. I was surprised when the cashier only charged me $25 when I was expecting a $50 charge. Some kind of amazing sale? Not really. I checked my receipt after leaving the store to find that the cashier hadn't charged me for the skirt. My first thought was to go back in and pay for it. However, my second thoughts caused me to struggle with my integrity for a couple minutes before deciding that going back inside was, of course, the only way to go. So I went inside, explained what happened, got told I was going to heaven, paid and left. Did I feel better about myself?
No. Not really.
In fact, I felt worse because I was down $25 and still didn't feel better about myself. This brings huge contrast to a famous Friends episode where they argue that there is no selfless deed (people do deeds to make themselves feel better about themselves). Because I didn't feel better at all!
I guess you shouldn't expect to be rewarded for something that you should be doing anyway. Ugh. And since, I've only had mediocre/bad days.
Where is the karma?
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| Updates!
- My car is now one year old :[
- I'm now an independently working graphic designer.
Contact me for business No more freebies :]
- Let There Be Latte had an amazingly successful turnout. Praise God!!
Next coffee house will be OCT 4! Mark your calendars. I'm really charged and eager to see this church turn and become excited again.
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| I find that I'm more willing to write than read.
Does that mean I'd rather speak to people than listen?
I have these spurts. In my life, I have spurts of social-ness, spurts of appetite and spurts of style. It's odd, but it keeps my life consistently changing. It's possible that it might be keeping me from the monotonous life I fear.
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