I’m so tired of not having anything to write about. Thank you to my faithful readers.. if there are any haha. I havent been blogging because theres simply nothing thats sooo important you’d die to hear about.. much less be interested in.
That has to be the most annoying thing to a writer -a dry spot.
So I’m sitting in the ZHOP book store, because I got stuck with store duty. Of course theres no one else to do it on the days I’m frustrated. Frustrated.. not in the way like I want to STRANGLE someone, but its just that under-lying feeling of misplacement and anger at the same time..
My best friend Peppermint Patty (name changed) called me a few days ago and she basically told me she’s not scared of Hell. That she’d rather be living in sin today then to turn back to God and not be having fun. This BLEW my mind esspecially since we’d both been involed some how in ministry since we were young. I’m completly dumb founded that her perspective has changed so much within the last few months. I’m praying hard that she turns and repents hardcore.
Sorry this blog wasn’t like carzy hilarious but please join with me in prayer for her. :)

yes the coffee everyone drinks. yes the coffee made in foreign countries. yes the coffee that stains ties and white business shirts alike. key word there STAINS!
I’m mostly talking about SPILLED coffee. Where you might ask.. no not on her shirt.. in her purse of all places, a whole glass in fact!

(name of texter replaced to protect the “innocent”)
Once upon  a time Travis and Maggie were on their way to Travis’ to make him food. All of a sudden his phone started vibrating out of control. “I cant get one text in before ‘Kate‘ texts me another time! ..MAGGIE!! TAKE THE WHEEL SO I CAN TEXT HER  AT LEAST ONCE!!”  So  Maggie, took the wheel and went to make a turn. Maggie started the turn and was totally unaware that if she made the turn too sharp, a full cup of 3 hour old coffee would fall into the floor/her purse. TIP SPLASSSSSSSHHHHH!! the cup fell. Maggie fortunately was out of the way just in time, her purse however didn’t make it away from the brown goo. Nothing in the purse was browned beyond recognition, but she did loose a movie ticket she didn’t plan on throwing away.  The purse is safe and sound inside of Maggie’s washer as we speak.
The End.

Moral- don’t make wide turns.. don’t dink coffee..  AND DON’T – make wide turns while a full cup off coffee is in the low cut cup holder..

Tom and Hilary decided to make it a house rule that we have schedules..
I’ve decided to copy Toms. (Hilary and Natalie don’t have one made yet.)

yeah.. Maggie is NOT looking forward to ‘planning her time wisely’.
personally anything i do is worth the time it wastes..

..is that twisted?
..just say no.  :)

yeesh, goodnight.

its nights like these when i wonder why the world hates me..and more importantly.. how many times could my wireless cut in and out in one hour.. how bright could sun be when im trying to sleep.. how hot or cold could my room possibly get before i have to change AGAIN.. how many times could i almost gag myself coughing.. how much snot can one human head produce within one weekend..?
now im not usually one to complain actually those who know me well enough will tell you im a very content person most of the time.
and then theres a glimmer of hope in the dark tunnel of ‘backstabbing’ made so popular by the world itself..  that glimmer also known to some as my ipod. it loves me. i put it on shuffle and it just plays what i want to hear at that precise moment.. regardless of weather or not i knew it.. song after song its perfect for my mood..
kids lets not kid ourselves.. you can sit there and try to tell me that it does that because i LOVE all the songs that i put on there.. on the contrary friends im not one to pick and choose on an album unless i absolutely need the space for other things.. therefore i must admit that my ipod knows me better than anyone.

yeah so I’m Lame and haven’t been on here in a fair amount of time. My ‘trip’ to VA ended last Friday and I’m back home at ZHOP! yeah yeah about time huh?

well lets recap my trip to VA..

..there ya go now you know everything.
Someone once told me people will only know what you tell them, that means less to judge you over and less to talk about.. which as we all know LEADS to judging.. especially among us women. So I’ve decided to completely start over I had fun in VA running from my calling, but once i got back it was kind of like.. ‘why would i ever be so stupid again’ and God takes me back every time.
So I’m back for good. to wordpresss and ZHOP. Get used to the face, it’s not goin anywhere.
G’night guys and sweet dreams.