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August 24, 2005
The Inevitable Return of The Pretty Girl Virgin
Right now, Im sitting in my living room trying to convince myself that I don't want to pay $9 to go to the movies alone. I want to go to the movies, but it's getting a bit late. Plus, the $9 charge is turning me away. I could've made the matinee earlier in the day, but I had other things to take care of. Maybe I'll go tomorrow evening.
I really want to see The 40 Year Old Virgin. The title makes me laugh. I'm anxious to see the film.
Geez...I can't imagine being that old & still a virgin. God that would be horrible. I'd be so depressed if I were 40 years old, unmarried and still "pure". lol. That sounds silly, but I'm being real. I think I'd question God on a daily basis.
I'd be like, "Dude...WHY AM I NOT GETTING ANY? WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?"
I don't want to be a 30 year old virgin (Sorry Mr. Dye)...let alone be 40 and still not "know" a husband.
I can deal with being age 26 and not having been with a man. I'm actually proud of my being able to make it this far without doing it.
My bestfriend asked me a question that had already crossed my mind many times before.
She said, "Have you ever thought about what it would be like if we wanted for our lives never came to pass?"
I said, "I have. Are you talking life in general or specific aspects?"
She said, "I'm talking about marriage & family. What if we never get married and have kids?"
I jokingly replied, "You mean like being 50 years old, never married and never had sex?"
We laughed out loud together and she said, "Exactly." We then had a funny discussion about what we think life might be like as "eternal virgins".
The Eternal Virgins...now that's a screenplay waiting to happen. lol
My friends and I are now playing a guessing game. We are guessing which one of us will be married with a child by the age of 35. Everyone (including myself) said that it would be me.
God...I hope we're right.
Just For Laughs
All Over The World Put Your "V's" Up In The Air...
right-click & save to your own computer...
Root Beer- The Inevitable Return of The Pretty Boy Virgins
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August 21, 2005
Football Fantasy pt. 2
I need 3 more teams for my Fantasy Football league. Come have some fun. If you're interested in joining...here is the info:
Go to: http://football.fantasysports.yahoo.com/f1/register/joinleague
You will need my league ID #.
League ID # 398876
The password for the league is football
that password is case sensitive
I am no longer accepting new teams for the league. Thanks for all who signed up.
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August 16, 2005
No My Brotha...
You gotta get your own.
This morning, a "homeless" man approached me. He looked really strange and it scared me, so I locked my door and pushed the windows up. This guy had to be about 6'5. He was skinny & had long "Zulu" style braids on his head. He ear rings in his nose & ears. The brotha looked like he just stepped off the continent of Africa somewhere. He was wearing an all black outfit (cape included) & "snow like" boots to add for shock value. He definitely looked like he could've been an extra for "Shaka Zulu".
Anyway...Brothaman approached my window saying, "You got any change to spare so a homeless man can get some coffee?"
Before I could say anything, he spotted another person walking up the street and he approached them. I got out of my car & went into the photo store. I had to take photos of my car & the damage done to it by another car hitting it on Sunday. I dropped the camera off & I left the store.
When I left the store, I decided to go next door to get an Iced Latte from Dunkin Donuts. Brothaman was outside again. This time he keeps his distance. I'm glad he kept his distance because had he approached me, he probably would've gotten chin-checked. I would've been like, "Yo...Don't be walkin up on me like that son!"
Anywho...he kept his distance and asked, "Can a homeless man spot .50 to get something to eat?" I noticed that he was holding a little gray object in his hand. I inched a little in his direction to get another look and I was shocked by what my eyes saw.
This cat was bobbin his head to the tunes coming out of his IPOD. Yes...I said IPOD! I'm not sure if he purchased it himself or if he stole it, but the fact that he had an iPod in his possession tells me that he's not that pressed to eat. I said aloud, "You gotta be joking me man." This guy walking past me started laughing. Brothaman again asked me for fifty cent.
I wanted to say, "Heck naw man. Hungry men don't own iPods. If you're that hungry, then you better sell that joker."
Instead, I said, "I don't have it." Which in reality, I didn't. I usually feel guilty when I don't have money on me when homeless people ask for it. This morning, I did not. I actually glad that I didn't give him the money. I have no problem giving money to the homeless, but I do have a problem when act of begging for money becomes a habitual habit. They don't appear to be trying to help themselves. People like that try to get by in life without working hard. 2 Thessalonians 3:10 says it best "...If a man will not work, he shall not eat."
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August 11, 2005
Out Of The Mouth Of Babes
Little kids amaze me. My 4-year old cousin posed the following question to me.
If God made man from dust and made a woman from a man's rib, then how did He make the doggies?
I looked at her puzzled as if to say, "I haven't the slightest clue." I didn't want to tell her that I don't know how God created the doggies. I wanted to appear as if I'm her all-knowing big cousin TeeTee.
I proceeded to make something up. I said, "God created doggies from..."
Before I could finish, she said, "Duh. Doggies come from bones!" and and she put her hand on her forehead. I said, "Yea...they come from bones." Simultaneously, we both erupted into laughter.
Kids are funny.
Other Kiddie Sound Bytes
While sitting in the Dr's office today, I watched some little girls playing. They were roughing each other up. I've never seen little girls play so rough.
I turned my head to look at the tv screen, and I heard one of the girl start crying.
"She kicked in my chest", she cried as she pointed to another little girl...quite possibly her sister.
"Uh Uh!", yelled the other little girl. What she said next made me almost fall out of my chair in laughter.
The little girl then said, "I didn't kick you in the chest. I kicked you in the neck!"
I know I shouldn't have laughed, but that was hillarious.
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Football Fantasy
It's time for Fantasy Football again. I've started a new league. If anyone is interested in joining me, please let me know.
I'd like to have about 8 teams...so far, I have 2. That's six more to go.
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August 6, 2005
[Trying To] Stand Still
What do i gotta do to make you understand that i want what's best for you and i always have?, but
Maybe you're confused about who I really am
Stand still and know I'm God - Mary Mary, "Stand Still"
I'm feeling a little sentimental right now. Naw...Im not feeling sentimental. I'm flat out emotional. I'm having one of those "moments". You know those kind of moments when it feels like EVERYTHING is just not going well for you.
Sick family, crappy job, stress, health issues, lapsing social life...you name it. The list goes on.
I called my bestfriend to cry in her ear. She lets me...which is why I take full advantage of it. I cried and vented about everything that seems to be sinking.
"I'm 26 years old. I should be enjoying my life right now. Instead, I'm still waiting for 'God to move' and things alright...", I cried.
"I've been there T. I know exactly how you are feeling", she responds nonchalantly.
"I'm tired. I can't do this anymore. I'm tired of being strong. I'm breaking. I wonder if I am here as a result of bad choices that I've made.", I said as the tears flowed.
"No. That's not it. This sounds cliche, but you have to just stand still. We can't solve our own problems. And one thing that helped me during my time of need is knowing that God does not change nor does He lie." She went on to quote a scripture from Hebrews 6.
What she said "hit home" with me. I actually listened. Not that I ever DONT listen, but I didn't try to interject...which is something that I usually do. I'm glad that I have such a wonderful & encouraging friend. I'm glad that she isn't one of those self-righteous "just pray about it" type people. Every "normal" Christian has come in contact with one of THOSE kind of Christians.
I hate it when people shove others off with the "Just pray about it" phrase. As a Christian, even I know that those words are easier said that done. Sometimes, "Just pray about it" isn't the answer that a person in dire need actually needs. I'm not saying that prayer is bad because we all know that it isn't. However, sometimes we as Christians use cliche-ish type terminology as cop out when dealing with really deep issues.
I've drifted a bit off topic. Forgive me.
As a christian, I can admit that have questioned (and sometimes still do) God's plan for me. I'm like "Dude. What are you doing?" I'm doing everything (ok...almost everything) that I'm supposed to do. I'm seeking some resemblance of normalcy. The only consistent thing for me right now is inconsistency. What's going on?
I know all the scriptures. I know the promises. I've been standing still for so long that my feet are starting to feel as if I've run a marathon in 6inch stilettos.
What is my problem? I DONT KNOW. I don't know
What now do I do? I'll continue standing. Perhaps, I'll stand until the blood stops circulating in my ankles and I'm forced lay on the group. Maybe then God will pick me up & carry me.
Afterall, He never promised it would be easy, but He did promise to be with us every step of the way...
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August 4, 2005
Problem Solved
My computer is fixed. I had to get rid of everything on my hard drive...but my computer is fixed. Now I can post again.
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