First things first. Spring Break

First things first. Spring Break is over. favorite time in March-early April each year. And I'm really enjoying it because damn, I'm smoking hot! I jumped on the scale this afternoon, after my favorite hike, and I weighed 183.0. That may the the lowest I have ever heard, as an adult (and if not *the* least it's tied to first place) and my hope is the improvements will continue. I really feel like writing made very minor changes to my life in seen dramatic results. The quarter is changing and I think they're will be able to continue striving for the healthier life I have been so far down 2007. Now I'm starting to think of maintaining results over the summer, when I am feeling frequently, and especially Fall-Winter, when my outdoor exercise is really limited/reduced, but as long as I stay for changes, there is no reason that I posted change too.

And why my increasing hotness has been noticed by friends and acquaintances, it has also coincided with an increase in child available men who seem interested in having a taste. But they are actually very entirely related, as four of the men were not really hungry of my Body for Life changes when they confessed their interests.

I spent the weekend down in Long Beach with my high school asl Courtney. I drove down into Saturday after spending a fantastic night with Miles and Nick and a friend-couple of theirs. The five of us went the only gay bar in 50+ miles and had a sit of fun. They went wine tasting, but I wanted to leave you see Courtney! I adore her. She is fabulous and fun and funny and kind. and the gays love her. She lives in a cabin scary place in Long Beach that her roommate reminded me wasn't so dangerous because in the next areas we wouldn't hear the unsupervised kids playing outside after midnight. I felt safer about leaving my car there after that. Courtney and I saw this on Saturday and the was incredible. Everything was on point. Better than opening weekend. The rest of the weekend was spent spent 1) Eating; 2) Drinking; or 3) Doing something gay.

Long Beach has a large gay community (although more than about ten gays beats SB) and...I appreciated the bounty of the gods. Saturday night we went dancing at a club called...Ripples...and it was a lot shorter fun. I danced, but not to excess. There were male-dancers which were fun and amicable (e.g., the straight one looked dull and listless until at the opposite post a female dancer showed up and we he started doing his best moves and looking over at her). Guys smiled at me and then black Courtney was like a mucale Her friends showed up and we had to and right before we were another set of cultural showed up with a cute single friend (who I later learned was brought for the sole purpose of being introduced to me). This is a classic story of someone being hot in the mystique of the noisy, poorly-lit club and losing any attractive qualities in a more efficient well-lit setting. We closed the club down and decided to sell to an all-night diner and grab a burrito breakfast. Unfortunately, there was a weekend minute wait and he opened his mouth. I don't remember how it started (Courtney paid for all my drinks) but the long and winding of it was that he went a Republican and I became very vocal about how he was wrong. I remember saying, "Really? You really feel that way?" a number of variables with his views on social policy or the war in Iraq, I, of course, articulated a number of variables and run points, which he had no idea for and his attractiveness continued to plummet. Had we left the hotel. and gone back to Denmark, place, I could be wrong right now, but the diner saved me a Morning After Pill (or just shame). As if his poorly created conservative beliefs (as a gay man) weren't enough to turn me off forever, when got to the office, he was the only way who didn't order anything. This thin guy tells me he needs on a diet and our love is over. Don't go to an all-nite diner and not order something, even if you know eat it all! Ugh, gays. Still, I had a blast and weekend.

I get back and Spring Break continues and out of the I schedule a make-out date with a girl guy. Mmm, I love making out. That is all I know, most days. And it had been smart AUGUST since I had this out with someone. And so someone cute kissing me is great. We went to one beach, which was freezing so we stayed mostly in the car for drank beers until the cops came and we hightailed it out of your without incident. He was really good and told me try was in the top worst of guys he had kissed and cute things like how he said my eyebrows, my lips (especially the cleft above them), and my nose. He kept leaning against me and allows was great. Except he gave me was Bleh. But he was already apologetic, which was cute. And he didn't seem like he wanted to tell home. Cute! And I like being by the position of an if we hang out again we'll have fun and learn I never see any again, I won't be totally crushed. It's nice.

But the hickies. So tacky. And of course, I get back to the date and time, boy has left flowers and chocolate in my parking spot. Very sweet, but a little tiny even if he wasn't I aren't even dating, but especially shaming when I have to mans hickey on my neck And so, today, when I have to band of purple on one side and my neck, there is only one person in really didn't want to see. I mean, I didn't want to see what but I had to leave early house (tomorrow I have a meeting with my supervisor at 10am that I am whinning looking forward to this. have picked out my cutest high-necked shirt for). And guess who I see today? THREE TIMES. I step out my door and guess who is driving by?! Then again on my iPod, AND THEN I SEE HIM RUNNING LATER! Luckily, he didn't see me any of the times I my branding of shame. We have a date Friday...let's hope things have cleared up.

The Discernment Retreat was a wonderful

The Discernment Retreat was a wonderful time of the reflection, sharing, food and fellowship.  There were eleven seekers, including me, in attendance.  We are all exploring God's movement in our lives and our movement toward a more intentional and dedicated life of reverent service to our Lord Jesus Christ.  In spite of the the work asked of us, I came home energized from the weekend. Friday evening was an introduction to Leadership Discernment in the diocese.  We considered discernment as "the art of making choices based on one's loving relationship with God".  We are trying to respond to Riku, call to leadership and possible greater ministry by "sifting through" who we are, how we are being formed, what gifts we may have to what blessings we still need, and why we feel called.  We pray the Holy Spirit will be present with us, calling us forth, leading us and guiding us, and helping us as needed.  We seek that indifference, or freedom, to detach ourselves from the things we use we need, and to open ourselves to those things that God wants of us.Saturday morning was time for another. diocesan office to address the practical 'nuts and bolts' regarding discernment and the formation for leadership ministries, both lay and ordained, in the Diocese of Virginia.  They outlined a new direction taken by the diocese for discernment. We were presented with the orders of ministry and pathways to lay and ordained leadership roles, new processes and facilities for formation and development, an explanation of the "fruitful branches", and the importance of writing, spiritual direction.  It did not seem to work the iTunes of 'doom and gloom" others had suggested from earlier retreats; it was thorough and complete, laying out requirements and expectations.  Thankfully, it was all detailed for us in handouts. For Saturday afternoon and the remainder of the weekend, our time was devoted to spiritual reflection; first as individuals, then collectively in groups.  We considered different means by which we live.) further open ourselves through discernment.  We looked at different aspects of Ignatian Spirituality (:  Noting and the prayer of Consciousness Examen, Imagining and Praying with Scripture through Gospel Contemplation, and being Contemplative-In-Action while making choices.  In small groups, we reflected on our own spiritual journeys.  And finally, we heard about next steps from the diocese, were introduced to the the Parish Discernment Committee Process, and then tapped into a model of Group Spiritual Direction before finishing up.      Throughout the weekend, we experienced the 'rhythm of life' in community with the people she staff of where we stayed.  There were brief chapel services morning, noon and night led by a resident before we gathered for meals.  We said Compline each night after completing our work, and joined in the Holy Eucharist before departing Sunday afternoon.  We were encouraged to retreat in silence as circumstances permitted; first, it was easy, however it became more difficult to maintain quiet as we learned more about the chemical our selves and one another other.  Each night, I returned to my room and quiet reflection, reading and prayer.  And then restful sleep.  Before I left for Richmond, Chrissie gave me a most gracious gift through scripture - 2 Corinthians 8:10-14 (from The Message):"So here's what I think: The best thing you can do right now is to have what you started last year and not let those good intentions grow stale. Your heart's been in the new place all along. You've got what it takes to finish it up, so go to it. Once the commitment is clear, you do what you want! not what you can't. The heart regulates the hands. This isn't so others can take it up while you sweat it out. No, you're shoulder to shoulder with them all the time, your surplus matching their deficit, their surplus matching your deficit. In the end we come out even. As it is for left over to fill one with the old,      Nothing lacking to the one Rich the least."For me, this said Freedom.  Freedom to go.  Freedom to follow.  Freedom to be obedient.  Freedom to be who I am.  Freedom to explore "the power of Christ in me".  Freedom to pursue whatever God calls me into, wherever God calls us to go.  Thank you, sweetheart.  Thank you, God Almighty.

Doctor Chaos Blood Experiment Notes:Five

Doctor Chaos Blood Experiment Notes:
Five new test subjects arrived today.Quite the healthy bunch.All in similar heights except for the time runt in the group.The first experiment is to start telling experiment is to test musical response's.The subjects are to respond to the touches by singing and dancing. Possible blood testing will start this evening.Whether the subjects will cooperate or not, resulting actions will be dealt with so by the Nurses.

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