I'm listening to the new Appleseed Cast CD, its pretty good so far, a lot more singing than the other albums. So I got that influencing me, as well as a number of goodbyes that I've said in the past week. I said goodbye to Hillary tonight, she is such a great woman, and I will miss her a lot. Every time I say goodbye I always get the feeling it is the last time I'll ever say goodbye. How morbid of me. I wrote another piece of "Patriarch" tonight, posted on Life after Vis. I don't really know where it fits in the plot, but its there somewhere. I also added another link to a great magazine, Relevant, so go there and explore.

I'm feeling melancholy about going back to school. I love it there so darn much, and I am excited for this semester but there is this overhanging knowledge that I will only be there for four more months. It scares me. I can't remember not being in school. I suppose that for the time being I will just focus on the here and now of things, not worry about the future, after all, "tomorrow has enough of its own worries," right? Verdad. Anyway, I am looking forward to the grand re-opening party/BBQ/concert that I am helping plan for my dorm. It should be fun, if you are a Trinitarian or nearby, ask me for details next week. Thats it for tonight folks. you have my love.

I think I've come to a conclusion regarding two monumental issues in my life. 1) I hate having my hair long, my hair is like an inch and a half or less and I'm going nuts. I am so low maintenance that I don't ever want to have to do anything to my hair except dry it. But for the sake of trying, I'm probably not going to get it buzzed on Tuesday, but just trimmed. 2) I think that instead of a novelist, I would make a better scriptwriter. I wrote the first part of "Patriarch," my work in progress that is my life dream and it is so much better as a script than as a story. I don't really like writing stuff other than dialogue and actions. But it has been a while since I've written a story, or really even read an actual story. Sad is the demise of Travis Waters' literary genius. What happened to all the potential? Ha, funny stuff. Anyway I posted the first conversation between the main character, Thomas, and his best friend on Life after Vis. Ask me in person and I will describe the story as best as I can. you have my love.

I'm posting lyrics to a great Pedro song on Life after Vis, its called "Lullaby." It is off the Whole EP, much like most of David's songs, its amazing. Oh, and sorry for the sporatic posts, I hope that after this week of packing and last "see ya laters" I will be slightly more focused on writing, that is if blogger is unblocked by Trinity by now; which, if it isn't, I will wage war until they unblock it. Alrighty then. you have my love.

Wow, what a busy, yet great week it has been. Friday I drove up to Rockfordia for Andrew and Marcie's wedding, spent a couple hours in a recording studio, smoked a nice stogie. Saturday I spent the morning watching WMAC Masters (such an awesome and amazing show) and getting ready for the wedding. The wedding itself was great (See Steph's for a better account of the wedding). I danced the night away at the reception, put tightie whities on people's tires (a really funny prank by the way) and crashed at RyJo's. I had a beer in front of my Christian Ministries professor, which was awkward. Drove home Sunday and burnt my arm up again. Monday was dull, went out to Dairy Queen for our final small group. Tuesday was a great day, I worked hard on my Bahai teaching for Sunday, went to lunch with Monica whom I hadn't really hung out with at all this summer, worked on some plans for the Quad's grand re-opening BBQ, got rooming worked out and Julia even returned my call about a month later and we talked forever. Tomorrow is my last day working at church, it was overall a good experience I can say that.

On a more serious note; I'm tired. Not like, "I was up late last night" tired, but more like, "its been a long summer and it has made me weary" tired. I have a week off, which will be good, I need to get geared up spiritually, mentally and physically and I don't know if I can get to where I need to be in those areas. I slacked off towards the end of this summer, God knows it has been my toughest summer as a Christian yet, and now I need to get some focus. I am excited to return to school for my last semester, but the fact that it is my last semester is draining to think about. So, if you could, would you pray for me? I would love it. Speaking of love, yup; you have my love.

I give you a simple prayer from a simply complicated man, me, that I prayed tonight while worshiping at Immersion.

"May no one ever remember my name, but if they do, may it only make them praise Jesus."

I don't want to be remembered, except for what Christ has done through me. Thats all. you have my love.

The vote is in; I am probably going to be running for governor of California. No wait, I mean, I will probably be growing my hair out again. Yes, I have forgotten how much I hate when my hair is long. But alas I am too lazy to cut it this summer, so I might as well grow it out again. You can start collecting a pool of when I will cut it; my bet is late October (its been since mid June already). I just finished my internship paper, after the final College ABF meeting, it is 11:16 pm, I have a 6:15 ABF leader's meeting at church, followed by a facilities meeting regarding ABFs and the future building project. I am excited. For those of you that truly know me, you understand my deep love and passion for sleep. When that sleep is taken away, malice and hatred replace the love and passion. Fear me, fear me!! Bwahaha!! Whoa, already getting tired and weird. Ok, before I start hurling 104 phrases around like bricks, I am going to hit the proverbial hay. you have my love.

I just want to say that I just had a great evening tonight. I played some lawn bocce in my backyard with ma, read some Scripture, prayed, and then hung out with one of the most awesome and Godly women in my life. First we sat around my house watching the Discovery channel, my cat jumped on her back and then we decided to leave. We drove for a while, just talking, I got something to eat and decided to swing into Starbucks for a while. It was one of those times when I wish I had a tape recorder or something. Nothing really surfacey was talked about, it was deep, it was sincere, it was open and it was mostly about God, eternity and love for people. She encouraged me a lot, not directly, but I could honestly see her heart ache, and see the passion within her, and that in itself encouraged me. There isn't much more I can say about her, other than if you're thinking this is some sort of dating relationship, well it isn't. But I would marry someone a lot like her, I see a lot of things in her that I want in a wife, but I won't go down that road. That road is off limits. Anyway, it is nights like this that make me thank God for amazing friendships and pray for more of my friendships to be this amazing, I hope you have friendships like that too. Be brave, have hope. you have my love.