Ugh : P I do not feel good. I don't feel like writing so here's a bit of angst I privatized a while ago for your sheer pleasure.

I have been looking for other Christian writers but haven't found much. It is discouraging. The ones I do find try to write all Biblish which is horrible. It seems that if I want to be a christian writer I am stuck writing those self-help books which I think are weird. Either that or Chronicals of Narnia knockoffs or end-times weirdness (I liked the Left Behind series at first but after their 15th drawn out book it began to look to me as nothing more than a marketing plot).

What has happened? Followers of Christ are usually awesome writers. People obviously think the Bible is a good peice of literature. And JRR Tolkein and CS Lewis were the most imaginative and respected authors of our time. Now all we've got is apoclyptic nonsense and "10 ways to be even more annoying" type books.

my neighbor is a Christian and the stuff he writes is awesome. I want to do stuff like that. But no one will publish his stuff. "It's not what the market wants" is all they are concerned about. It looks like I'll have to use the secualr markets to be a writer then. I can still write to Christ's glory, I suppose, but I will be pressured to water it down what I want to say. I mean, I know everything doesn't have to include the gosple straight out and stuff, I just want to do things like write nice stories sans erotica and maybe get across some ideal the is glorifying to God. But "the market" doesn't want it and crap. I dunno. I'm probably never going to make it as a writer.

There ya go. I think I have to throw up.

How come whenever I have an idea, someone says "oh, that reminds me of Fight Club"??

Also, this is the fifteenth billion time I say this. YOU CANNOT GET LEAD POISONING FROM A GRAPHITE PENCIL. And hopefully the last.

I'm going Retro Future! The world looked so much more promising in 1969.

Ahhh, what a great song.

Snail mail is sucking loads lately! We haven't even gotten ours yet today, and for the past few weeks they've mixed up everybody in the neighborhood's mail. We seem to have a new mailman/lady every day and the post office is only a half mile away, so I do not know what the problem is.

"So you think you can stomp me and spit in my eyyyyyye, so you think you can love me and leave me to diiiiiiiiie, oh, baby..."

That is good music. I'll tell you what is NOT good music. Today I watched a VH1 special about Brooke Hogan starting to make pop music. I was going "nooooooo!" inside my head the whole thing. What broke me to pieces was the Hulk himself saying, "Well, I'll call up my Clearchannel connections." (AAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!!!). I mean, she's not that bad, at least she is not totally immodest, and she tried to write her own songs.

But seriously. Clear Channel and Hulk Hogan. Man oh man. I liked the Hulk, I really did. I am no indie boy, believe me, but I hate Clear Channel with a passion. They are like communist aristocrats. They put down the small, good voices. they buy up thousands of radio stations and make it impossible for small radio companies to exist. They have a Tamany-like hold on the FCC. Because of them, radio liscences cost way too much. They make sure the American public hears only what they want it to hear. Because of them we have Britanny Speirs and Christian Agulara and Justin Timberlake and all the other discusting sluts influencing the mindless peoples what to believe, that sex is life itself, being a whore is funny and cute, etc etc.

I hate Clear Channel and now I have to hate the Hulk. Poo.

Sorry this is so negative, it is hard to be postive on the Monday after Spring Break after hearing about everyone else's awesome vacation. : P

Ugh. One week is not enough Spring Break from school. : P

POW and kyle dives off the ring apron straight into the stomach of Ben who has not called back about that concert he told him about on Friday! He is busted wide open, folks, this is the match of the decade.

I made my interests list awesome, you guys should check it out.

Hmm, it is a nice day out. Anybody wanna hang out?

I wrote almost 5,000 words yesterday! That is like professional quality! Maybe I do have a shot at being a full time writer. I like how my story turned out, except I am agonizing overa moral compromise my character makes. I know character's aren't supposed to be perfect, but I think it is a bad example for him to cut corners and get away with it. But the cutting of that corner is part of the basis for the first part of the story. Sigh.

Guess what? I've got more hair on my legs than my head. It's longer than my head hair has ever been too. Weird but kinda awesome at the same time. I am too furry.

From: funhottiesexy8

hi hun

great pic you have online you are hot
i am glad we are close
let's chat hun
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amanda

Yaaaay fanmail.

This is my favorite machine in the world. Next to Santo.

I had a dream last night that I went into this building and met Eisley! It was awesome, we sat down and I showed them my awesome coloring book skillz and hanged out for a while. Then I was like, I gotta go call Tracey, andI ran to what appeared to be my old room and found I had a voice mail message that I didn't listen to. Then I went back outside and Eisley was gone! I looked around but all there was were my former band members *shudders*. They were doing a weird roll call. Then I saw Jeniffer and I was like, will you give me a ride to the Eisley concert tonight and she was like, sure. Then I turned around and looked back but Jen faded off into the darkness! Then I tried despretly to call Tracey and ask for a ride but it didn't work out or something. Then I woke up in a cold sweat.

I guess I'm pretty excited about that concert tonight, even if I have to wade through some awful emo bands to hear them.

Well, Rey Mysterio lost tonight due to a technicality. but we all know who the real winner is. :D

Also, I'm never going to drink.

Why is everything so borrrring today? D:

Thanks for the awesome day guys! :D

Guess what? My laptop came today! I named him El Santo. He is awesome.

God's way awesomer than anything though. Have you ever thought about how there was an eternity of nothing before you were born? Like, you couldn't see anything, hear or feel anything, you didn't even exist. You weren't even around when Rome was built or the Titanic sank or Nixon got in trouble. It is freaky to think about but it's great to know He cared enough to make us, and even die for us.

I am being too reclusive lately. I hope I don't grow up and have no friends. Thanks y'all who have been calling me up to do stuff. Also, thanks Tom for the call on my birthday, sorry I missed it.

I will turn in my Mejier application today. I will be a stockboy or a bottle return boy, probably. God willing. I hope I get a job soon.

Anybody wanna go to Cornerstone Fest with me this summer? (preferebly males, as it would be a road trip of sorts).