QQ VI

I fell asleep during Barack Obama's speech; here it is I waited all week for it, but the NyQuil took me away. I'm glad I feel better, and I'm even happier that I watched it on DVR.

I'm glad summer is almost over, I'm tired of sweating.

So McCain says Obama has no foreign policy experience, thus his recruitment of Biden; McCain's choice voice for VP has even less experience than Barack; she's been Governor of Alaska for 1 year?!

I'm stressing myself out with a project I'm working on with Joe; funny thing is, as creative as I consider myself, I'm already having writer's block. I've been reading like crazy for some inspiration (i.e., books, comics, magazines, watching "action" movies) - none as of yet.

Sometimes I want to go back to school, but then I remember why I was so happy to be finished with it.

I learned that wishes don't require any work, dreams have to be chased.

I slept a whole lot the last few days; I guess that is the real cure to the common cold, chicken soup doesn't hurt either.

I watched the Kite Runner yesterday; good movie, but the book, as it always is, was better.

I have a story to tell, I'm just afraid that people won't want to read it.

When I was living at home, I used to sit on the couch and listen to my mom play the piano when she was practicing for church - yesterday I sat and listened again. I love to hear her sing and play.

I haven't gone to the gym in a long time, I've grown tired of chasing ideals that others have placed on me. Sometimes I hate them for it.

Sleep is addictive.

I had the opportunity to teach during Small Group this week; blessed time. Vahid, Grace and I had much to discuss and it was a great time. I cannot wait until this Wednesday.

I want to be more than I am, but don't know how to get to where I want to go. If I knew where I wanted to go, I'd have a starting point.

I often envy other people's happiness when I can't create the same for myself.

Sometimes I feel like my dreams drip through my fingertips with the same fervor water runs through a strainer - all that's left are remnant of what was, and clues as to what may be.

I miss lifting weights.