So I just wrote this long pretty pessimistic post and I lost it. Karma or something, eh?
Welp, Vacation Bible School isn't really worth my time this week, yet it will absorb my Monday-Friday 5 to 8:30. WOOHOO. I feel so out of the loop again... I don't know what my deal is. I have a ridiculous amount of people I would like to spend time with, and these people somehow avoid me. Oh I have cooties alright.
Church politics piss me off so much. Church and Politics should not be combined at all. But alas, people corrupt most things... so why not church. This is why I don't appreciate going anymore. Or maybe it's just the laziness. Oh well.
One of my bad karma inducing thoughts involved the blog circuit. In some of these things, it becomes quite obvious to me that people are worried about being enough of something. Entertaining enough, depressed enough, pitiful enough, witty enough, intelligent enough... it's sometimes overwhelmingly self absorbed. At many moments I find my blogging prospect an abstract form of being self obsessed. But I still do it. And I love it.
And I don't want to be one of those people who starts every entry with "since I haven't posted in two months I thought I'd write a few sentences... oh I guess I'm done now, see you next year blogger".
Moving on, wine me, dine me, sign me, fine me, pine me, line me, tine me, vine me, mine me, and of course, sixty-nine me.
Or better yet, call me, and take me out sometime.