for a change
2003-09-17 - 5:41 p.m.

I dyed pieces of my hair today. I think I like it but I still have to get used to it.

[edit: 11:07 pm - Post entry thoughts and reflections]

“Have faith in a God who is too good to be unkind and too wise to make a mistake.”

That’s how I know everything will be okay in the end. It definitely hasn’t been my ideal timing for many things in my life, but I have to have faith that Gods timing is perfect (in the end).

Sera and I never got together and she was supposed to leave today to go back to living Marine life. I have her cell phone number and a hope I’ll get to see her on her Christmas leave.

A week from tomorrow is the Caregiver’s Conference I’m supposed to speak at and also set up a display about C.I.D.P. I was thinking about it today and I started to get nauseous. I don’t know if I can do this. I imagined myself getting up in the front of the gym, staring at people in the seats and sweating, having trouble breathing, feeling like I was going to pass out. I don’t know if I should do that to myself. Then again, I started thinking about the other side of the situation. I believe everyone has a story to tell and I do believe I have experienced all which I have so someone else can benefit from hearing my story. So I’ve been given a chance to “say the afternoon prayer and talk about myself and whatever else I want to do”, so I should take it, right? Right. Right…

I got a book and the new Rock and Roll Worship Circus cd today. So far I’m really enjoying both and you should too.

There are about 6 different local singles lines whose commercials air on channel 53 over and over and over. Especially late at night. I’ve thought about calling them just to make myself feel better when I hear the depressing voices of so many single losers who leave messages describing themselves as “desirable” and “one of a kind”. Then I get worried that I’ll either: A. Push the wrong key on the phone and get charged outrageous amounts of money while I laugh and giggle at the aforementioned losers or B. Somehow get stalked by one of the aforementioned losers, so I decide against calling.