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Aug. 6th, 2002 05:29 pmIn a bit of good news, Lindsey's grandmother does not, in fact, have a fatal brain tumor, but she still is clearly very sick. They don't know what with yet though, so keep them in your prayers. Intercession is good for the soul.
Still car shopping. It's a PITA. You'd think it'd be fun, spending money and all, and bein' all pimpin' with my own ride, etc etc. huh-uh. Cars, it seems, occupy this odd vacuum in the market - they're expensive, everybody needs one, and they are fraught with hidden pitfalls. That, and it seems the one car I really want is the one nobody wants to sell. I've been talking about it a lot with the Parental Units, and they've been pretty helpful. Neither PU blames me for not having enough money or time to do the looking that seems necessary, but they also don't want to do everything for me - understandable. Most of you guys have cars. What was your buying experience like? How long did it take you? Anything you wish you'd have done differently?
The Love Thread is in full swing. Some choice comments there. Still working up the notion to reply to the wonderful novellas sent to me, I promise I shall give proper replies. If you haven't said something there yet, be sure and check it out - the results may surprise you!!!1
Couldn't get into the fred meyers I was supposed to work at this morning. Was supposed to be there at 6. Arrived at 6:10. Store opens at 7. Normally they know we're coming at FM and open a front door for us. They wouldn't have me at the front door so I was at a loss. I wasn't sure in the first place whether I was even at the right store, so I poked around a bit and found that, surprise, there's not an FM for miles. So I went home to do some more mapping and call the store. 10 minutes later, I was at home finding that yes, that is the right store, so I called them and asked them to let me in. They didn't know what I was talking about, so they got my crew manager on the phone and he told me to go around the BACK! D'oh! Now, did it say on the sheet, "MEET AT STORE / EMP ENTRNC"? No. How was I supposed to know? So back to the store I went. Fortunately, Sam's a nice enough CM that he clocked me in at 6:15 because I made such an effort. We were done at 10:45 (good) and I got to make $10/hr working for the Cat Barn the rest of the day (good) but now I'm very sore and have a nagging headache (bad). Very not ready to go to California this Saturday. Very not ready at all. I'm guessing we'll get a late start when we do leave. I still have to get all my movies collected, Cliff D is still waiting on a dvd to arrive in the mail, and I haven't talked to Cliff S about it lately, nor had time to.
My sister comes home tonight, that's a good thing. She misses me terribly, and I her. I expect to get more than my fill of sister in the next two weeks though :)
I've got to set up equipment at church tomorrow night because the main music guy for the Wednesday service, Dave Herivel, has been diagnosed with an agressive sucky cancer. Not regular cancer, mind you, this is sucky cancer. Regular cancer gets people I don't know. Sucky cancer takes such upstanding, talented, God-fearing men as Dave. *sigh* Another big prayer request I suppose.... time for me to take my own advice about wondering what God is aiming at. He is a true blessing to my church's music system and this diagnosis is a severe blow. I haven't been as concerned about this as I should have. There's still time, I hope. I don't want to lose another friend.
Still car shopping. It's a PITA. You'd think it'd be fun, spending money and all, and bein' all pimpin' with my own ride, etc etc. huh-uh. Cars, it seems, occupy this odd vacuum in the market - they're expensive, everybody needs one, and they are fraught with hidden pitfalls. That, and it seems the one car I really want is the one nobody wants to sell. I've been talking about it a lot with the Parental Units, and they've been pretty helpful. Neither PU blames me for not having enough money or time to do the looking that seems necessary, but they also don't want to do everything for me - understandable. Most of you guys have cars. What was your buying experience like? How long did it take you? Anything you wish you'd have done differently?
The Love Thread is in full swing. Some choice comments there. Still working up the notion to reply to the wonderful novellas sent to me, I promise I shall give proper replies. If you haven't said something there yet, be sure and check it out - the results may surprise you!!!1
Couldn't get into the fred meyers I was supposed to work at this morning. Was supposed to be there at 6. Arrived at 6:10. Store opens at 7. Normally they know we're coming at FM and open a front door for us. They wouldn't have me at the front door so I was at a loss. I wasn't sure in the first place whether I was even at the right store, so I poked around a bit and found that, surprise, there's not an FM for miles. So I went home to do some more mapping and call the store. 10 minutes later, I was at home finding that yes, that is the right store, so I called them and asked them to let me in. They didn't know what I was talking about, so they got my crew manager on the phone and he told me to go around the BACK! D'oh! Now, did it say on the sheet, "MEET AT STORE / EMP ENTRNC"? No. How was I supposed to know? So back to the store I went. Fortunately, Sam's a nice enough CM that he clocked me in at 6:15 because I made such an effort. We were done at 10:45 (good) and I got to make $10/hr working for the Cat Barn the rest of the day (good) but now I'm very sore and have a nagging headache (bad). Very not ready to go to California this Saturday. Very not ready at all. I'm guessing we'll get a late start when we do leave. I still have to get all my movies collected, Cliff D is still waiting on a dvd to arrive in the mail, and I haven't talked to Cliff S about it lately, nor had time to.
My sister comes home tonight, that's a good thing. She misses me terribly, and I her. I expect to get more than my fill of sister in the next two weeks though :)
I've got to set up equipment at church tomorrow night because the main music guy for the Wednesday service, Dave Herivel, has been diagnosed with an agressive sucky cancer. Not regular cancer, mind you, this is sucky cancer. Regular cancer gets people I don't know. Sucky cancer takes such upstanding, talented, God-fearing men as Dave. *sigh* Another big prayer request I suppose.... time for me to take my own advice about wondering what God is aiming at. He is a true blessing to my church's music system and this diagnosis is a severe blow. I haven't been as concerned about this as I should have. There's still time, I hope. I don't want to lose another friend.
