my life's a freakshow without a tent....
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my life's a freakshow without a tent.... |
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I started this blog because I was leaving way too many snarky comments on other people's blogs. Its been a great outlet. Since writing seems to be one of my few marketable skills, I am also hoping that somehow, someway, this may in fact lead to paid work at some point. Enjoy!!!! |
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Icky stuff
This was originally just going to be for the eyes of my facebook peeps. But then I thought, why not put it here??? Especially since I'm willing to bet I have plenty of company about this sort of thing. I am really hurting right now. Someone that I spent a fair amount of time with did something really crappy to me. I'm not saying I didn't have some red flags about this person for a long time. But I didn't think that this individual was capable of doing what they did in fact do. It really is not appropriate in a public forum to give even a vague outline of what this person did. I will say that the end result was that this person was responsible for removing me from a positio
The taste of humble pie
Sometimes I really just hate all this recovery stuff. I would really rather go ahead and do what I have been spending the last few days doing. That being ignoring that little still small voice that tells me I have to go deal with something unpleasant and instead just go play bejeweled blitz on facebook. It's been gnawing at me for a few weeks that I have a problem with pride. Not the kind of pride that goes around bragging about oneself. Because, of course, I know how incredibly tacky it can look when one does that. I wouldn't want anyone to actually realize that I thought too highly of m
Liz's top reasons why a career in radio is better than a career in law....
I've had the idea for this post brewing for a bit and just haven't quite gotten around to it. I thought maybe there might be some who might find me to be just a tad bit flip. Or perhaps wonder if I was blowing off a little sour grapes steam. Let me be the first to say that I respect GOOD lawyers who do their jobs well and honestly. I held my law school admissions up to God and truly implored Him to not allow that door to open if it was not meant to, being as I am so done with trying to force my way into places that I was never meant to be and experiencing the ensuing chaos. Which is to say that in hindsight, once those feelings of rejection subsided, that I lo
Jesus is our prince of peace
So it's been on my mind a lot lately that there's still quite a bit of room for improvement in the manner in which I deal with Christian conflict. I seem to have had at least THREE separate and completely unrelated incidents that had as a common core issue this matter of disagreement and conflict amongst believers. I really don't need to tattle to you all with a blow by blow, so I'll just stick to the lessons learned from these moments of unpleasantness. All I will say about one of the topics up for heated discussion was that involved politics. And the military. And Democrats and Republicans. Oh, my. Since so often what happens in these types of things is that words
Must...get....blogging....
It seems like a lot of the time when I hit a dry patch in here that my real problem is that I am focusing on the wrong thing. These days it just takes too much energy to come up with some big analytical thing. Instead of pondering whether I might just not be trying hard enough or something else along those lines, I've decided to go with the flow. In other words: what I am feeling compelled to do is God's direction; what I am dragging my feet on just might not be what I am supposed to be doing anyway.I've walked with the Lord long enough to recognize that still, small voice that let's me know when I am really hearing from God and when I'm just playing games with my own
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