never seen an ep of 24, Lost or Heroes. Am I missing out?

Last week I had a unique and magnificent experience that caught me entirely off-guard.

A lovely friend of mine from out of town came to stay at my place the other Friday. We had gone out for a fun dinner with a mutual friend that night and I actualy really liked the way the visit was capped off (with another mutual friend) the following night but there was a bit in the middle which was my fave.

We sat on my floor in my freshly cleaned and organized (first time since I moved in at the beginning of November) room and watched two episodes of Frasier. Apparently she thinks Frasier is hilarious. (44) [Interesting fact which made the whole thing a little bit sweeter - she thinks it's funny for the same reason my dad thinks it's funny and I also NEVER expected to hear that kind of thing from him. Delight!] I suggested that or CSI Miami or Charlie Brown Christmas and she said "meh" to all three. I also offered her to sleep early but everything was a "meh" or a "maybe" or a "whatever". That didn't bother me in the way that maybe it looks like it did - I just wanted to be able to do something that SHE would enjoy. I could really go any which way.

Oh boy. I don't want to go into too much detail because I'm not sure I could even capture it. I guess it's been a long time since I've enjoyed TV with anyone and it's even better because she's not exactly a "TV person". I was completely caught off-guard and completely enthralled.

I think we also watched CSI: NY afterward which can be SO FUN with people who get into it because you talk and brainstorm and interact with the show, trying to help the investigators solve the crime. Ahh, glorious. (45)


I feel weird. I think I'm a little tired of gifts. It feels like it's been long week. Tired of calculating, planning, wondering, wishing...and there are birthdays around the corner which tire me at the thought. That being said, there are ABSOLUTELY worse things to be tired of.

Atlanta

Things I like*

-"Home Improvement"
-cantaloupe
-books that force me to make time to read them
-God's grace toward me
-that Christmas is solid
-my family
-reprieve, relief, chance

*while I am trying to be mindful of how freely I use the word "love", in this case "like" really means "love"

Things I like

-finding the gift that makes me say, "Badabang!"
-interest relief, courtesy of the National Student Loan Service Centre
-unexpected telephone calls from Sudan (BOOYA!)
-people who go away for Christhams and leave their nice house for us to use

Well... am I the last person to discover that Seth Meyers' brother, Josh Meyers, is on MAD TV? This is greatness..two brothers on rivaling late-night sketch/satire American comedy shows?? Great!

I think last Christmas is going to be better than this one. I should be more optimistic.
I should get my hypocritical head out of the Walgreens holiday model and back into the reality of my life.

ucgh.

I can't believe it. What I predicted came true and another brutal wave of Regret washes over me.

We should have participated in 10 different conferences over the past twelve weeks: five worth 5% and five worth 1% for a total of 30% of our grade.

I a) didn't keep up with the readings and b) felt quite intimidated the few times I was close with the readings and wanted to give it a shot. Then it became too late and I was left with three conference activities. Fifteen out of thirty didn't seem so bad but in reality, it's not that great.

Then I really looked at the postings
and reread the instructions

And discovered that I could have nailed it, especially if my work would be compared to other contributors'. I'm not sure it should have been compared but I feel like that happens anyway when you're looking at a discussion format.

Just got two of my marks back and found out I have 5 out of 5 both times. ...That means I should have tried before and done something...a 1 of 5 is better than a zero, it really is. Regret.
I want another chance and I won't get it.

"Oh God. - why do You do these things?"

I just internally asked reflexively.

Phew.
I scroll down to read other numbers on my statement and I'm thinking, "Really...why do You keep blessing me like this?" (43) It overwhelms me in a strange way. I can't even tell you.
I'm almost sad about it. Well...maybe if I weren't already in a sad mood, at the end of a sad day I'd feel better. I somehow doubt it because at this moment I'm entering the territory of the numb. Favorite place. Not...favorite place.
Sentence fragment.

Gosh, God, what? What are You getting at? I'm not ungrateful, I'm just thinking that there's something I've missed because You just won't stop. What are You trying to get me to do with these gifts. Help a brother out.
Thanks be to the God with so many beautiful names.
We been learning about them in smoup (small group) and I said them later tonight in a light-hearted context, all in a string but they really meant something to me for the first time. Beautiful names, rolling joyfully off my tongue. The God of so many glorious Names, wow.

I need His blessings and grace and SOMETHING this week. I need His help.

I have cable in my room. :|

I am so scary. (My brother used to say "scary" where he meant "scared".)

This has never happened before. I forgot about the fact that I own a TV when I moved over here cos I've just never needed to use it. I'm either living with someone who has a telev or I live somewhere without cabes.
I brought it over tonight from my friend's basement, pulled a coaxl out of a bin, plugged the telev into a socket I was sure didn't work and then hit the power button for kicks. Instantly I have channel 46, the Comedy Network, in glorious color.
The television in the cold, cold basement is on two of its last legs with weirdly blurry and poorly colored image. I went to that after two months of 42" HD and it was difficult but I was glad to descend from luxury and what was developing into snobbery. But now I'm really happy to have just a normal, average telev that's prolls about 15 years old but works fine.

Even now, the sound of cable programming in my bedroom is weirding me out something fierce. Like actually never, never have I had this. I get it when I sleep on the couch but that is another animal altogether, of course.

I'm hoping this will be more a blessing than a crutch. I hope it changes things for the gooder. The truth is, I think it will quite enable me to multitask in greatness.
Well....thanks, Jesus.

You know, I walk in the library and subconsciously try so hard to avoid getting static shocks...I touch the wood paneling on my way to the evelator after I've passed the security barriers.
But just now, after a three-minute jaunt through the book stacks as I take a telephone call, I stopped briefly at the water fountain and got zapped. You know what? I enjoyed the throw-back. It wasn't one of those painful shocks, either, the one where you SEE the electricity jump, blue and white, from the metal to your hand.
Memories!