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Septiembre 29, 2006
well you had to go
hoping my fellow seminarians weren't assholes.
actually, i have been referring to them all as my bitches, even to their faces and i think they like it (i am from cali + they are from indiana = everycrazything i say = laughable), because they are not really assholes, they seem more capable of caring about what i say than flipping me off at any moment... but if i told them to flip me off... you can see where this is going.
oh and remember that night at labri that one guy woke up and played the piano at 2 in the morning?
i think i saw him at the seminary my sister wanted me to go to, so i guess that is where the assholes go to seminary in the great northwest.
moreover we have decided to make tee shirts that say things like
i was hermeneutered at mars hill
and
dr. dwight friesen: bringing the nude back to hermeneutics.
and all this just to try to keep the interest of our spouses... because when you get home at 6pm from your work as an eisegesis superpower the spouse is more likely to be interested in dinner than who you rescued today and that just feels downright awful. but if someone was naked... patrick (hatrick) and i just figured it might help.
but something completely expected did happen: there is a person who really doesn't want to be my friend anymore. she was part of the crew in morgan hill and now she says i owe her $81 because her dog bit me and well, according to her the friendship is off...
but i don't care if your dog bites me
can you believe the people i know? now you see why i am so jaded and i figure even having friends is ironic, much less "The Incarnational Relationship"
i am not mad at her, just really very confused (redundancy intended). if you want to read all about it you can go on her myspace and check it out: her name is brenna, she shouldn't be too hard to find (she wants to be found i imagine) but if you find it (hinthint juliana) feel free to post a link in the comments. i am the abagail of which she speaks--the names have been spelled incorrectly to protect the innocent, (or else maybe she just doesn't care about spelling... which may lead you to wonder exactly how we became friends) and some of the facts have been changed, i can only imagine why.
but for the record this is the second time i have been, as beyonce says, dissed on the internet, and the last time this happened it was cleared up with a couple phone calls and the offending party is now happily--as much as God intended anyone to be happy in marriage (did you read that book by gary thomas?)-- married and we are friends again. so if you really want to hate me go ahead but i don't hate you, because, well if you know the song, i'm a survivor: "my mama taught me better than that."
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Septiembre 11, 2006
septeminary 11th, 2006
i've already decided who i like and who i don't like around here and we've been in town one short week. i am very fast at that sort of thing...
i think mars hill brings my grand total up to 12 schools over 12 years. to deny that this has affected me would be ridiculous. so if you are sure that i like you and consider you a bosom friend you can take comfort... you haven't been a victim of my wicked jettison. or should i call it triage?
it sounds really awful i know but i am a murderer and a whore, according to dan "kick ass" allender. and, can add since i have made it through the intensive first week of his class, a few minutes from now i will be really sorry any of this happened but i can't avoid it.
things come crashing down quite often, it is unstoppable, please remember that today, of all days; things crash. disappointments in investments unyielding, deaths-- terrible bloody deaths-- in the heat of it.
it is important to discover the extent to which you are a victim.
it might not be all that bad.
"engage!" has sounded the barbaric yawp and i keep thinking about contradicting myself, so i contradict myself.
so
um,
we're not friends, anymore, in case you are worried,
because it has been a long time since i really had to lay down my life for you, i have opted out a few times, i suppose.
but i think i know who reads this and i think i can assure you that even though i act hateful, i like you.
yeah, i like you.
i hope that is enough for now.
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