groan

it's always at the end that i lose it. when i'm just getting SO tired.

tough

do you like your job?
no, but I don't hate it. and i know it's where i'm supposed to be, soo....
so that's that.

to ending on a sad note.

because in this world the sad notes are most often the truest, I find them to be the best ones of all.

~something horrible~

... and i laugh. so I laugh? So there's that. what's it to ya?

Jesus, in 2 translations for better comprehension

Mark 3:5
"For He was deeply disturbed (or distressed) by their indifference to human need (or stubborn hearts)."

Mark 5:19 "Go home to your friends and tell them what wonderful things God has done and how merciful He has been."

Mark 5:34 "Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, healed of your disease."

Mark 5:36 "Don't be afraid. Just trust me."

first christmas tree, a GORGEOUS day on the beach,

reading Girl Meets God, talking for hours to mom and Jamie, an e-mail from Gail and Lynn, and feeling grateful

today's images... minus the asian markets and fishy chaos

you can't take a picture of a smell

and i feel generally out of sorts.

tired, i'm just tired,

... this job makes me so tired. and i just can't seem to get over it or cope. it makes me crazy.

fuzzz on the brain

fuzz on the brain fuzz fuzz fuzz fuzz fuzz in my brain
I feel wak working days. what's going to happen when the schedule shifts.

reading Girl Meets God. i love it. her writing is so fresh and interesting. this book to me is a white square rectangle shelf/sill/box. solid, clean, white.