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Name: wouldn't you like to know Country: United States State: Ohio Birthday: 7/20/1981 Gender: Male
Interests: serving my Lord, loving my val (that's right, ladies... i'm taken... and she's better than you, too), and making music... those are the top three... then there are little things, such as watching the family guy, etcetera, playing halo, etcetera, chinese food, etcetera, any dessert item that contains peanut butter, etcetera, chipotle, etcetera, volleyball, etcetera, a mild fascination spelling out etcetera and overusing it in run-on sentences... etcetera... you know, the usual. i'm sure i'm forgeting a few things, and when they come to me, i may or may not add them to this list... we'll see. and in case you were wondering, i'm not capatalizing any letters (bar one... let's see who can find it the fastest... go! ha... i win, because i wrote this, and am well aware of the placement of this intentional capitalization... loser...) as a literary effect in an attempt to tie my page together with a unified theme... oh, and i like candles and contemporary design a whole lot too. that's it. Expertise: everything... yeah, that's right... I just so happen to be amazing! ok, so maybe just sarcasm... and I dabble with music.
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8/9/2004
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| well, it has been a while, hasn't it. a little has happened since i last entried (entried?)... on january 10th, i asked val to marry me... she said yes (of course), and we have set our day to be married as june 18th, which means we have a lot to accomplish until then. i start a new job today, which means i'll be working mornings at blockbuster (the new job) and evenings at mongolian b-b-q... busy times ahead, but it's a necessary move in order to be prepared (somewhat) for marriage. i've been missing the crews from van-naz and newark lately... you guys are awesome. if i get a car soon, i'll be out your way... you can count on that. other than that, life seems to be getting really busy... i guess that's the way of the wedding, but having two jobs isn't going to help. i'll deal though... i love her with all of my heart, and i will proudly stand beside her in life. i love you, baby. | | |
| well, life certainly has a way of revealing new truths to you when it's almost taken. yesterday, at about 6:14 am (that's an approximation, hence the word "about"... it isn't far from the truth, though... actually, that may be right... whatever), my girlfriend and i were traveling down I-79 south, minding our own business, both fast asleep, when i heard the sultry sounds of the rumble strip on the side of the road. as i opened my eyes, i watched, and felt, as we slammed into the left guard rail. i reacted by turning the steering wheel away from the metal object, but tried to be careful to not over correct the original trajectory of the automobile. pushing on the brakes to slow the momentum of the car, they immediately locked up, and val, who was now awake, and i found ourselves sliding back across two lanes of highway, subsequently heading right toward the other side of the road. approximated time for all this happening is about 3.6 seconds... about. seeing that we were going into a donut, i did what every person who does the wrong thing when going into a donut does, and instead of turning into the spin, as i was taught by my wise uncle, who is an informal expert in the art of donut-stry (what?!), i tried to turn out of it, causing our slide to change direction... but not enough to keep us from sliding off the road. a very small downslope was the prelude to an embankment that was not about to let us push it over. we hit the embankment, and the car worked it's way up to being almost completely sideways, with two wheels on the ground, two up on the embankment, and the car's undercarriage being torn assunder by the jagged rocks (yes, that's right... jagged rocks) that seemed to jut out of the tiny cliff just to get a piece of us. having enough of that, the car decided it was a better idea to get away from this vicious monstrosity of earth. all it took was a little push off, and the car began to tilt over. val and i both knew what was coming, and prepared ourselves for a roll. and indeed we were correct... unfortunately. lucky for us, my car isn't good at cartwheels, so we didn't do multiple rolls, like you see on television... we just turned upside down... whew! not really believeing what had happened (and still don't, really), i unbuckled my seat belt, and helped val unbuckle hers, since she was hanging from the ceiling, which used to be your average, run-of-the-mill seat. not really wanting to hang around, val and I proceeded to army crawl from the vehicle, but not before pounding a door into submission so it would let us out... crazy doors. walking away from that car with nothing more than a few scratches was quite a blessing... God must have something planned for us. within a minute of the time of the accident, there were three cars at the scene to help, and two of them had already called 911. a highway courtesy truck showed up in about five minutes, and the emt and fire trucks were there within about 7 minutes... awesome. we signed papers stating that we felt fine, and the emt's found nothing wrong with us, so we couldn't hold them legally responsible for not caring, and a police officer showed up right after that. now, i didn't have insurance on this vehicle, and was fearing the worst... ticket for failure to control, suspended license, possible overnighter in jail... nothing. he didn't jam me with anything... i'm glad I caught him at the beginning of his shift. he drove us to mcdonald's as the tow truck was flipping the car over and hauling it off. val and i lived in mcdonald's that day... we were made honorary managers (not really, but we should have been). val's dad and her uncle mark came to pick us up, and we went to the towing place to get our stuff. also afraid of a towing bill, i somehow got around that and got all my stuff out of the vehicle... at least, all the stuff that was salvagable. the roof was pulverized, and with it went the front drivers side window and the windshield. the side of the car was severely smashed by the impact to the guardrail on the left side, and the impact to the embankment on the right side. there were fair sized rocks in the vehicle to accompany hoards of glass, and i knew we were saved by something more than a seatbelt. i'm alive for another Christmas, and i am celebrating my Savior's life today. what was my revelation in all of this? here you go:
10. i don't give a crap if buckling up is or isn't the law, but it saves lives... get a life and keep it. buckle up!
9. don't sleep and drive
8. guardrails are not friendly to the side of your car
7. neither are rock faced embankments
6. do not question or mock the person who tells you to turn into the spin
5. if your car flips onto it's roof, you can kiss your cb antenna goodbye... magnetic or otherwise
4. cars run better on their wheels
3. if you think you're tired don't wait for an exit to pull off and rest... you could die!
2. there is power in prayer!
1. my God has a plan for me... no diggity!
more than anything, i'm so thankful that valerie is alright. i love you, val!
that's it... I'm out! | | |
| forgiveness... what sometimes feels like the hardest decision one could make is as easy as saying three words. absolution, or the absolving of a person's guilt, perhaps felt for having hurt you and yours, is nothing more than a choice... a choice to actually believe the words of our Savior when He asked us to forgive 70 times 7... and it doesn't stop there. He called us to an infinite forgiveness of the world's trespasses against us... one of the very good examples of Christ telling us to get over ourselves. put aside your grief and personal anguish, face your enemies (sometimes even friends), and when there seems like no better time to open up a can... when the only way you feel you can gain back your self-respect is to desecrate their's... listen to Him, calling to you, who hung Him to a cross, and tell me what you hear. something He didn't have to say, knowing that He didn't really have to die if He didn't want to... "Father, forgive them..."... "I forgive you". No one wants to die, and even less desire to be killed... and He was as much human as you are... as i am. when you feel like you have to step up and prove yourself, don't. instead, prove Him... prove His love, no conditions attached... again, i cry out to the masses, "get over yourself!"... and to those who i know needed to hear it as much as i needed to say it, i forgive you... | | |
| patience is the suckiest virtue... no joke... | | |
| ... and i turned to find three doors adorned by a large, rather eloquently engraved plaque that read "pick one". "how cliche", i muttered to myself as i pondered my next move. all three doors were painted in a deep scarlet of red, much resembling the color of blood that has been exposed to the earth's atmosphere. one detail set the door on the far left apart from the other two... a faint light, seeping out from under the ebon stained entry. though quite dim, something about the hue cast by the mysterious illuminescent on the other side drew me closer, and as i approached, i became increasingly more anxious to find out the source from which this glow beckoned. mustering all courage and curiosity into one act, i... oh, i'm sorry. i didn't realize you guys were here already. well, another weblog from another person with nothing better to do than type out another weblog. it's been a while since my last entry, so let's all catch up, shall we. my tenure at vandalia nazarene church was officially concluded on the twentieth of october, in the year of our Lord which is currently still the present, and from there i decided that though my finances were quite low, i would still hold on to my pride and honor... so i, along with my brother, moved into my uncle and aunt's dwelling, where we share a three story town house with seven cats... amazing. job hunting was coming along slowly, until one fine day, when i decided to apply to work at a restaurant (not exactly long-term career, but it'll do). you're now reading words from an official cook at the ever-popular mongolian barbeque... sorry, no sticks. well, there are sticks, but they're now made of metal, not the traditional wood, and are not designed for the performing of tricks as much as just for not catching on fire and making loud noises when everyone hits the grill. i haven't actually worked yet, but i start this coming tuesday, so that should be exhilirating. i'd like to take this time for shout outs... why? shut up and read my shout outs. to my baby girl, val (who is not my daughter, but rather my significant other), who, as of today, has successfully reached her nineteenth birthday without losing her sanity... quite a feat, i must admit. happy birthday, bub! see you in a week! also a shout out to everyone else, just so no one feels left out... you guys are all... well... cool, i guess. i'm not gonna lie to ya... some are a lot cooler than others. this concludes this evenings presentation of boring. tune in again next week for a action-packed rerun of kojak. arrivedercci! | | |
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