The Bluebell poster child, Ben in a phone booth, and Grant eating. Aren't they cute??

annoying people

Today I was finishing my paper and printing it at the SCC. Like the last time, I glanced over to see what the person next to me was doing. He wasn't writing a paper about the white-tailed deer like the other guy, but was playing duck hunt! Now seriously, does he just have nothing to do? Because I would gladly give him some of my work if he needed something to do.

At the library today, a couple sat down right in my line of vision and started making out. Come on now! You are supposed to do that in the stacks. Haven't you seen the many television shows and movies that teach you this?? It was distracting.

I really don't have anything else to say other than I am tired and so ready for the semester to be finished.

paper

As I was beginning to write my paper on the meaning of architecture today at the SCC, I glanced over and saw a guy working on a paper as well. Because I'm nosey, I read the title of it - Management of White-Tailed Deer...are you kidding me? I'm sitting here pondering the meaning of architecture and he's writing about white-tailed deer. I don't know where to begin and he's on his second page, just typing away at this thing. Want to trade papers?

"Before I built a wall, I'd ask to know what I was walling in or out." - Robert Frost

You Have Stirred My Soul

You have stirred my soul
I am overwhelemed
At how this came to be
That I would know such love.

You have stirred my soul
Not by my own deed
But your sacrifice.
It has made me whole.

And love more beautiful today
With offerings of grace
You're calling me away.
And love more beautiful today
I am not the same
You're calling me away...to you.

You have stirred my soul
And I am overwhelmed
At how this came to be
That I would know such love.

And love more beautiful today
With offerings of grace
You're calling me away.
Oh love, more beautiful today
And I am not the same
You're calling me away...to you.

To you our voices rise
To you our spirits cry
To you this love be given back
To you our voices rise
To you our spirits cry
To you this love be given back to you.

And love more beautiful today
With offerings of grace
You're calling me away.
And love, more beautiful today
And I am not the same
You're calling me away...to you.

Robbie Seay

bullet holes or dalmation spots?

I was behind a 4-runner on the way home from Starbucks tonight. I noticed this car had those little bullet hole things all over the car. What are those anyways? Stick ons? Now I'm sure the person who owns the car thought they were pretty cool to have all these little bullet hole things all over their car...maybe they thought it elevated their status of "coolness" in the circle they run around with. I personally don't see the point in them. They just make you look like you've been somewhere you probably shouldn't have been in the first place. But each to his own, I guess. And you know, maybe this person could have pulled off the cool bullet hole in the car thing had there only been a few of them. But there were many of these things stuck all over the car. In fact, before I was up close behind the car, I thought it was a dalmation.