June 25th, 2002



Worked a half-day yesterday, and didn't do all that much work in that time, either (my major accomplishment was putting my collage on the wall over my desk). Going home was a good idea; I did get some quiet and some prayer in.

Also happened upon an old high school yearbook. Strange that it would still hold things for me: gratitude for friendships and experiences, nuggets of prophecies (fulfilled and not), regret for those I failed in so many ways. The past is God's, too.

In the evening I joined Connor at the Elysian for dinner, a pitcher, and some catch-up time. Hadn't seen him since he graduated, and our conversation, as always, ran the gamut, with a special emphasis on relationships and a healthy dose of laughter.

Even in a friendship like the one I share with Connor, sometimes I struggle with feelings of awkwardness regarding my faith in Christ. I can't really share my experiences or perspectives without involving Him— He's a constant part of my life, the only constant. But for others, I fear He has a status akin to an imaginary friend, or simply a part of a belief system rather than the center of a life (and a million other beautiful things). Often, I retreat to wit or intellectualizing rather than being fully present, but I'm striving to change this. If I'm going to call others to show up, I need to do so as well.

Esther just happened in. Gifted, brilliant woman, has a Masters' in painting but decided she didn't want to teach in higher ed so she makes a living as a waitress insted. She and her husband, Brent, help run our men's and women's prayer meetings. Sounds like Brent would like to arrive a bit late tomorrow morning so he can watch the World Cup match, so it was serendipitous for us to see one another.

Been enjoying more new music since yesterday. Explorations include:
  • The Anniversary
  • Badly Drawn Boy
  • Bright Eyes
  • The Eels
  • Fugazi
  • Le Tigre
  • Mogwai
  • Neutral Milk Hotel
  • Sigur Rós
  • Teenage Fanclub
  • Yo La Tengo
I've been sitting still too long and the air is feeling stuffy. Time to move along home.
  • Current Mood
    calm calm

The Year of Hell: Archive Project (Part I)

In my time at Victrola this morning, I rediscovered the personal log I kept on my iBook from late July, 2000 until I came on LiveJournal in January, 2001. I've decided to migrate these entries over to my LiveJournal, a virtual archive of much of what I now refer to as "The Year of Hell."

Using LJ's backdating function, I've put an initial batch of entries on their proper dates and times in my journal. As with any look back, there's plenty of what I wrote that I'm not proud of— I hope I've changed a great deal. But it's a sometimes interesting look back, a series of snapshots found in a dusty digital box.

I will be adding to the Archive periodically, as the urge strikes, and I will note the updates in current entries. Some entries will also be under protected or private security, but like my current journal, I'm trying to be as open as is prudent and beneficial in a public forum.

The Year of Hell: Archive Project (Part I) covers the period of 28 July to 12 August 2000 and can be most easily accessed here and here. If you decide to browse the Archive, I would welcome your comments as well.
  • Current Mood
    productive productive

Banzai defined

Through the wonders of Google, I have compiled a list of what Banzai really is (for your own list just search for "yourname is"— don't forget the quotation marks). You'd be surprised which ones are close to accurate. Or maybe you wouldn't.

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  • Current Music
    Tom Waits, "Gospel Train"