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Name: J
Birthday: 2/14/1984
Gender: Female


Interests: walks, cities, dance, music, theatre, reading, cooking, eating, clothes, sketching, traveling, swinging, ...
Occupation: Student
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Member Since: 2/1/2003

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Friday, December 01, 2006

Give and Take

Relationships need a lot of give and take to grow. Sometimes this give and take is in every day forums such as taking out the trash, doing the dishes, opening the door, baking, or leaving post-it notes on random surfaces. Other times, it can take a little more work and initiative. Step back and behold: the latest project.


Friday, November 17, 2006

Caring

Had a conversation with a friend last night. Talking about how in the culture we currently live in rejects avid expression of passion in things that truly matter. Passionate about wine? You're a conossieur who is oh-so hip. You can care about Christmas decorations, passing them through generations and having them just so. Do you know which salmon are cultivated in and environmentally friendly organic way? Have you a closet full of recyclable fibre jackets?

Oh, but God forbid you are religious. You are deemed a crazy fanatic if you protest against social injustices. If you say you care about AIDs, you must be in for the publicity. Devoting your life to a cause is either a product of insanity or ulterior motives.

The conversation did not serve to belittle the details of our life. Driving a hybrid is great. It's good that you recycle all your papers and obsess over getting the right kind of dish soap. But why are all these passions accepted over the important stuff? It is almost as if we fill our vessels with sand and laud it, leaving no room for the rocks.


Wednesday, October 04, 2006

oh boo

Wrote two whole entries - in my head; rants that  made me feel (artificially) witty. Now, after the walk home, I took a shower, then turned on the computer , and presto! It's all gone.
Good news is, I think I found a church I want to commit to. Mmm... Christianity, physics, dance, and music. There is such freedom and creativity within the structure and discipline.


Monday, September 04, 2006

Church Search

At what point does looking for a church become shopping? Whatever it is you want, it can be found in multiple places.So at what point do you decide and how if there is no ephipany? I am not the only one searching for this epiphany, this fit. We go through it every day, in many forms, in different parts of our lives, without quite knowing.
A lot of the time, it doesn't feel like an epiphany and we go by, shrug it off, without recognizing the significance of change and direction speaking into our lives. So crowded by the different demands, real or imagined, imposed by others, ourselves, circumstance. Perhaps even holding too tight to the idea of opportunity and freedom, overlooking a whole other freedom and growth that can only come from actually committing to a community.
So, if the need is so dire to avoid stunting one's growth, what should be the criteria, the crux at which one decides on a church? Are you supposed to look for a "fit" or invest blindly since it is possible to learn from all experiences, good and bad? The answer seems to lie somewhere in between, in a sea of gray, personally tailored wants and needs; making it even more urgent to cultivate a good sense of judgment to realize in action.


Thursday, August 24, 2006

Unrequited Love

All he does is take take take. All I do is give give give. I have got to be in the most high maintenance relationship ever. If he's hungry, I feed him; if he's dirty, I clean him up. I have yellow ink all over my pants because of him and when he's not simply ordering me around, he lies to me. So why do I do it? I obviously do it to myself. But, I need him. You don't understand, I really need him.

I guess I should at least tell you his name. His name is "Prokie" and he is a color laser printer, Oki C5200. And at this moment, he is still lying to me. Claiming he's run out of cartridge M (for magenta) when I know full well that he cannot have exhausted the last feeding of that red toner because I personally fed him some just this afternoon. Laser printers aren't supposed to run out of ink so quickly! Next thing you know, he'll be asking for more paper and saying the image drum needs to be changed. 



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