I’ve been watching so much Doctor Who that the voice in my head has a English accent. That’s probably not a good sign. Well, Series 1 is done, 6 left. Haha.
impish-grin: I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, “The LORD is my...
Ale, ice cream, and Doctor Who. A splendid evening :)
I finished Firefly and started Doctor Who, and I forgot completely about eating. This is not good! I start school in 5 days! I can’t be addicted to television shows!
I haven’t been able to put it into words, this, like something in the corner of my eye just now out of reach, and without patience curled fingers grasping. Fistfuls of air. I have four days alone in this massive house, with my dog and cat, in this dead town, in this dead neighbourhood. Four days of silence before it all starts again. Before it all begins. I wonder about You, and what...
Seven episodes straight of Firefly today. I need to get out of this house.
Some nights, the best thing to do is put Stan and Joao on, quietly, close your eyes, and imagine what it’s like somewhere else. Seven billion individual realities. The sky glows orange again tonight from the greenhouses, and I can hear the wind against my wind. It was snowing, but not quite, it was a short lived visit and it ended in puddles and mud. I feel like mud and rain and...
Still sick with this stupid disease/flu/virus that just won’t quit. Drinking ginger ale like it’s going out of style, because ginger ale cures everything. And reading Lord of the Rings/LOTR wiki. What a strangely relaxing Christmas break. They just formed the Fellowship! Ah! It’s amazing that the images in my mind aren’t really that changed, even though I’ve...
Some many thoughts, without many words. Lately it’s been repeated prayers, daily, short, wondering about the future, and what happens “next”. When is next? It’s a really strange word. I want all sorts of things for next term, but I want none of them. I would be so content to sit here and read Lord of the Rings and eat pesto on bread, perhaps forever. But You have...
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.– Maya Angelou (via tylerknott)
I got the flu on Christmas day, and spent most of today asleep. And hopefully, when I wake up tomorrow I’ll be better. I hope it’s just a 24 hour thing. I’m the worst sick person too. I get super emotional, like we were watching a movie and there was a trailer for War Horse, and I was getting all choked up. It’s just friggen montages of horses riding into sunsets and I...
Sick on Christmas, so much fun. Merry Christmas lovely people :)
I forgot how quiet this town is, how black its nights are. And here am I sitting with a buzzing mind. Noise around hopes, and the future, it’s hard to just rest in silence. It’s hard to remember that You know best. I wonder what it was like, in that Silence, while You waited. Or that tension in the days before it must have been like that breath between movements. And it’s...
I wish I could write something new, something exciting. But I can’t, and that might just be what I need. I mean, maybe life should be boring some days. The most exciting thing I did today was chase my cat around the house. She stares at you, you chase her, she runs around the corner and pokes out her little head and little crazy eyes, and this repeats until you run out of breath. Maybe...
Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be. But what will happen in...– Ernest Hemingway (via beatboxgoesthump)
Finished The Hobbit, what a wonderful story. I had forgotten about the Battle of Five Armies. I wish I could move in with the Wood Elves of Mirkwood. Now, to Christmas shop. And buy some ale. Bake some more. Read some more. Home is filled, cook books and fresh food, family, crazy cat, and music. Always music.
I’m going to finish The Hobbit, which I started in the summer, and I’m going to start Lord of the Rings again. It’s been way too long. Perhaps I’ll do some shopping too. I still haven’t done any of that.
Off the train to meet that smell, like sick, that kind of grows on you after, what has it been, 14 years now? It’s bad on warm summer days. It’s the whiskey brewery. Southern Ontario makes me sad in its warmth. I want cold. Is that selfish? Why doesn’t weather listen to my pleas? Its 11 degrees here and I could wear shorts. There are only 4 days till Christmas so it better get...
Watching Die Hard, because it’s a Christmas movie. The question is, why does Professor Snape think it’s alright to be a terrorist? I love the train.