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  • Porn 1, God 0

    http://labonnemusique.com/blog/2007/08/20/porn-1-god-0/ I felt I had to respond, and in case my comment doesn’t make it through the moderation queue: First, a quick intro: I am a Christian, worse than that, Iā€™m training to be a Vicar. Got that? Ready? good. I feel I really need to stand up for Faiths in general. Not just mine,…

  • Yoga “Unchristian”

    http://www.theregister.co.uk/2007/09/06/nippers_yoga_ban/ You what? Okay, it does show a suprising level of knowledge about the origins of Yoga, and the way it was originally used to focus the mind for a spirituality that isn’t Christianity, but… Did I miss something? It’s not like they were attempting to practice Satanism! I can understand that the Church hall…

  • Rest In Peace, Deita

    At roughly 1 am, on September the 3rd, my Grandfather slipped peacefully from this world. I had seen him earlier that day, and had managed to read to him from the Bible. It appears, from what I could gather, that his favourite book of the bible is Proverbs. Though unfortunately, I never found out which…

  • What can you do with a BA in English?

    Find Out Here!

  • Geeks are worth It!

    Geeks Are Worth it Too

  • It arrived!

    It arrived!

  • Bicycle, Bicycle

    … I want to ride my Bicycle, I want to ride my bike. and I do. I love riding it. Though it appears I have been a bit stupid and left my ASthema pump behind on the sofa. This should be fine if I can cope with the tightening of my airways and NOT panic.…

  • It arrived(pt 2).

    It arrived today, Aug. 23rd. The ring I plan to use to propose to MRC. She’s amazing, though most of you by now know that. Currently, there’s only as stub online that shows that something arrived today. When I get a chance to ask her, I will publish this post too, so that everyone knows…

  • And on a more upbeat note:

    I won’t leave my last blog post to be that rather morbid looking post. A post to slit wrists too. So, me being me, there really is only one way to carry on. Only one way to bring that smile back. It works, every time. Most times before the end of the second verse. IT’s…

  • Right-Click, Delete Contact

    Gone. The last remenant of 4 years of my life, deleted. A rather comp-sci way of ending something, but there it is. I finally deleted my Ex-Fiance’ from my MSN contact list. She managed to pull the wool over my eyes, and break my heart more times than I care to imagine. Everytime she would…

  • A letter from … Cyprus

    This is the second of the letters I’ve got from MRC, the wrighter of the “Random Blatherings” blog that you can see on my blogroll. She’s holidaying in Cyprus (as the title implies), and MAN can that woman wright. 15 pages, mostly full of stuff she’s either sent me in an email, or text, or…

  • vocational Guidence Councellor

    Is where I’m going tonight. I’m going to be taking the application form I gained from the Warden of Ordinands, and I’m going to try to get him to explain the idea of “Vocation” to me. Like I’ve said before, I know what I want, I just need to find the words that the Church…

  • Life is Full of Surprises

    Okay… So I think it’s sorted. I think that everythings done, closed. Neat. And then, 8:30 this morning, a phone call, from the Ex-Fiance. Telling me that she still misses me, and that she wants me back. Say what? Pardon? Exqueese Me? Baking Powder? Of course, she says in the same breath that her actions…

  • The Warden of Ordinands

    That was one tough meeting. I found it very difficult to feel at ease there, knowing how important this meeting was. They do try to reassure you that it’s all done with compasion, but I also get the feeling that they see hundreds of hopefuls, and that probably dulls their sense of excitement. It’s probably…

  • Meeting with the Warden of Ordinands

    Is tonight. I guess I should remember to post about things in advance. This is going to be the scary next step in my journey to joining the dog-collars. I’ve no idea what this is going to be like, and it doesn’t help that I am utterly exhausted. Perhaps, with a bit of luck, I…