Happy Birthday to Me, I Live By the See . . .

 

I look like a human, and I talk like... me.

     That was rather impressive, don't you agree? Yah, something like that. Anyhow, it's my birthday! And what would happen on the birthday of Storm Marie White? A hurricane would pound on in to my very inland home. That's not ironic. 
     This isn't the first time my birthday has seemed to attract a strange natural phenomenon. There was one year where we had northern lights on my birthday in Virginia. And that's pretty stinking rare. Virginia's a little far south for that.
     Which means, my birthday is much more special than yours :) Wait wait, don't kill me! I was just kidding! Gosh you have quite the temper sometimes. But artistic souls always were more emotional. Comes from locking yourself up in your room for hours and pretending productivity.
    So I'm sure you're all wondering what I'm doing on this most glorious day. First and foremost, thanking the dear Lord that we haven't lost electricity. My new heated blanket I got for my birthday wouldn't be much use without electricity.
       We actually did the whole cake/ice cream/presents thing on sunday because I have drivers ed this evening (three hours of joy!). I gots candles and the blankie, an itunes card, glitter hair spray, and new hair stylin tools :) I had chocolate cake with caramel frosting and chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. STOP DROOLING THAT'S NASTY!!! My sister's cat drools.
      I just used my iTunes card and got the totally sweet cd, Sweet England by Jim Moray. He makes some really sweet folk song remakes. Anaphora a little bit? I think so. Oh, and I'll attach a video of him performing one of the songs below.
     Thanks for reading as always, and don't forget to wish me a happy birthday. It's very important to me that you do ;)

Finally? Finally.

     Darling Amblers, I haven't abandoned you. Well, actually I did but just temporarily. Long enough that if you relied on me for water instead of extremely interesting babbling, you would resemble the cardboard like texture of the cheez-its you discovered hidden under a loose board in a cabin you stayed in when you were a kid. Yes, you remember that time. You ate them anyways. I was watching until I had to escape deep into the forest to release my scream of disgust. I mean, the box was falling apart and dead bugs surrounded it! It killed the freaking bugs and you still ate them!

Oh, that wasn't you? Sure, sure.

Back to the Latin. Or ambling. Or whatever it is I'm doing.

So the reason I stopped posting was because my last guest bailed on me last minute and after missing a gusty guest Wednesday, I lost motivation to prevent another day from being missed. So I was waiting to post till I finished my anatomical surrealism art project. Which I did a week or so ago. But now it's in the display case at my school and who knows when I'll get it back. So I can't post it for you yet. So I didn't know what else to do. So I didn't post.

Until now. ;D creepy smiles don't work in emoticons. Hey, I just met you, and you have problems, DIGRESSION MAYBE?

Pop culture reference. I'll give you a moment to recover from the pain.

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Ok. So yesterday I randomly decided to paint my face and take photos. I'll spare you the photos of me to preserve the "Anonymous" part of our good society's name. But I took this amazing photo of a chair and stuff. Cuz I'm awesome and humble like that. And so I thought I'd talk about that.

I've had a few people ask me what the little phrase "And? And." Means. Well, it was inspired by a two word story T-shirt a friend of mine has, which I believe said "Rescued? Rescued." Or perhaps it belonged to her friend not her. I don't know, this was a long time ago. But it inspired me to make my own two word story and that's what I came up with.

"And? And." has this feeling of being complete and incomplete at the same time. Don't think about that too long.

But for me, that makes me think about the nature of a Christian's sanctification. Yes, I'm getting into that apologetics stuff. And I'm apologizing if it bothers you.

But as a saved Christian myself, God considers me holy, because Jesus lived a holy life for me. But I still sin, so in practice, I'm really dirty and unholy, and I won't be able to stop sinning completely until I go to heaven. So my sanctification is complete and incomplete at the same time.

Did you survive? .... Hm. Well I hope you did. I think that was a lengthy post but it's hard to be sure because I'm writing on my iPod and everything seems longer when you write it on an iPod keyboard. So long or not, kudos to you for making it through. I wouldn't have. And you have a lot of Facebook stuff to answer so you should go. Yah I hacked your account. Just kidding. I noticed how you always have tons of notifications when you post screen shots. Bye bye!

     Edit: I spelled Cheez-its wrong! I'M SO SORRY!!! But it is fixed now and I have hired a quality control manager. Hopefully nothing this tragic will happen again.