Ah, the intracasies of life.
Today is Gaudete (sp) Sunday. 18 church years ago I was born. You know what's ironic? My favorite Bible verses are the Second reading for today. AND, I tell thee, the Church runs on a three year cycle for readings (years A, B, and C), so we basically go through the whole Bible in three years. Anywho, I was born on a Gaudete Sunday in Year C, and today was a Gaudete Sunday in Year C. The Second Reading was from Phillipians, Ch. 4. Irony? Maybe. Destiny? Not quite. Amusing? Definitely.
I have to work Dec. 27. SnoTrip is Dec. 27 - Dec. 29. Suckiness. The Good News: I can come up REAALLY early on the 28th. Bad News: I only get one night and a day and a half of SnoTrip, the best youth group technicly non-religious event EVER. Meh.
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Two questions have perturbed me for the last while.
1) What does Katelyn want for Christmas?
2) What will make Katelyn happy?
2b) What is best for the greater good?
2c) Is the greater good what will bring happiness?
2d) Is all this worth it?
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Saturday, Dave and Joey found out that I'm legal now. And the guys on the line (all five of them) gave me crap about actually having eye makeup on. My mind told them to shove it where the sun don't shine, my mouth said that they just don't pay attention. Dave, after harassing me, said it looked nice. He's not such a meanie face. Yes, I actually do wear stuff when I think about putting it on and have copius amounts of time to get ready for work. So there. *pouts*
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*crawls into a ball*
Why? Why here, why now? There is a reason for everything. Tell me the reason.
Why? Why all this?
I don't know. Soemone has to. but that someone isn't talking. Duh. Maybe I'm supposed to figure it out on my own. But to what ends would that bring us? Us? Yes, us. How many of us are there? At least three. Make that four. Hi. Yo. What's up, ya'll? FOCUS!!
Now, back to the question. What ends?
There are many. Yeas, we know. If we could find the greater lesson that is trying to be taught in this... But we never figure the lesson out until we hit the 'now what have we learned today?' part of the situation. It's impossible otherwise. Is it? ... Yes. At the moment, at least. Then it's not impossible. Nothing is impossible, just improbable. True Dat.
Think back, and weigh. Weigh life.
We're shooting in the dark. Yeah, I know. The bow and arrow has been given to us, though. Not someone else. We are to shoot, it doesn't matter that we can't see. We still have to shoot. But we've gone through lots of arrows. Yeah, well, we're bound to hit the target sometime. Like that girl in that book Twighlight trying to find that place in the woods. Right.
Hush. Now think. Immer mit der Ruhe, bitte.
Play by ear? But we're going deaf, remember that ringing sound yesterday? Yes, quite frustrating. Being deaf would suck majorly. All we can do is our best. But what is best? Best vs. Our Best. They were synonymous for a while, way back when. Makes it hard to separate now.
It could be worse. Yes. Definitely.
The course of action we have decided on is to contemplate. Good. Thank you, my dear council.
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Good night, my dear friends. Rosenkranz and Guildenstern are in need of sleep, and so are we.
And I must return to contemplating the mysteries of the universe to my own puny existence and that which is inbetween. It's the only way to start to regain myself back from Secular Humanism's hold.
Adieu, mon Amor.
Meine Liebe Immer zu ihr, Meine Freundin und Freunde
