I hate making "life updates"

I have a livejournal for random crap that is uninteresting to the 6 billion people on this planet that aren't involved personally in my life and when I began a proper "blog" I promised I would keep it mostly for writing practice and/or information pertinent to those who don't care about the color of my underwear (today is pink and brown, by the way). However I've been unable to write/discuss much that's going on lately just because it takes so dang long for my ADD-addled brain to process and then relay coherent and comprehensible entries. I'm not sure how many people actual read this (and care) but the internet's allure is in its ability to delude every-day simpletons (such as I) into believing anyone gives two spits about what they have to say regarding politics/religion/fashion/cattle farming/rocks that look like Jesus. For an attention whore like me, that's too great an opportunity to pass up.

My friend Grace has been brain fuel the past two months or so and I blame credit anything even remotely readable to her. Between God and her, I think I'm all set in the "personal revelations" department for awhile. At Third Format they call it "doing life together" and it's due to her presence that I finally understand what that entails. We've had some incredible conversations that I'm scribbling out and expanding for future reference on ecumenism, "knowing" vs. "believing", forgiveness, trusting God and some more thoughts on having the shats while trying to live a Godly life.

This winter I'm going back up to Lost Canyon with Lindsay Project to beat Zack in the face with a snowball lead a small group and assist/direct drama. That involvement has lead to the tentative initiation of an actual student drama team... lead by me. Words are not sufficient to express my utter pants-wetting joy at the prospect so I'll just leave you with that unsettling mental image.

And lastly, I'm in the best shape of my life. Inexplicably, I have had no problem with eating better by trying to cut out a lot of my om nom nomming of delicious carbs and increasing my protein. I have another week before I check my stats again but I'm pretty sure they won't be full of fatty badness.

I'm sorry for boring all twelve of you to tears. You may now resume going about your daily lives.