August 26, 2004
i like people
Last night after wednesday evening church I ran over to a friend's house to pick up some art and talk business for a little while and then head off to accomplish great things with the remainder of the evening.
I ended up just sitting and talking and having tea for a time. It was great. I would often wonder when I was little how my mom and dad could have company over to the house and not do anything but sit there and gab. I don't anymore. I wish that I had realized at that age how truly enriching it is to know people and be involved in their lives. It is simply amazing that God has given us the ability to enjoy the company of our fellow man so deeply. All we did was talk about concerns, future plans, school, art, and other people. But somehow it was really neat.
Maybe I'm just a softy. But I think that it's permissible to put stock in the only lasting resource this planet has.
Posted by timf at August 26, 2004 09:27 AM
You and Luke (and others) can always sit and talk and have tea at our house. The door is always open.
i still think you should've tried the chai...so much better than the apple. (did i just say that??) now i have to go come up with a decent comeback for ethan's comment on mine about the hot greasy turk. that boy.
sometimes it's like we are a people.. and we enjoy them.
It's ok to be a softy sometimes.
sometimes i get so happy when all my friends are around me and i see how God has blessed me, i get really quiet and just smile.
*jazz is playing in the background...that has possibilities to turn anything one says into a sappy mess.*
hey. if you don't like my music you can just leave my room.
ok, i can leave. fine. *sniff sniff*
i like people that like jazz. they add spice to life. and other things. like dark sunglasses and sparkling grape juice with bubbles. and sequinsy dresses and we are stopping now.
dude. the sarcasm is so thick i could cut it with a knife. wow.
i love the facts that :
#uno: gwen and i are in the same room using the same computer to....
#2-o: hijack your blob.
"desert fox?" more like the "desert coolness"...
ok. now we get down to biz. i am out of your room gwen, i am not listening to your jazz anymore, but can a borrow it???????
and may i please say...
"ARRRRRRRG. SHIVVER ME TIMBERS! HIJACKIN IS THE PIRATE'S LIFE FER ME!"
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