30.1.12

STRADDLE. PYRAMID.

TIK. UH. FREAKIN. TOK.
IT HAS OFFICIALLY STRUCK 2:52 IN THE MORNING, AS I HAVE FINALLY COME TO TERMS WITH THE FACT THAT I WILL LITERALLY BE SLEEPLESS IN NASHVILLE FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE DAY. YESTERDAY, AT 6PM I VENTURED TO THE CORNER COFFEE SHOP, NESTLED MYSELF INTO THE CORNER BOOTH, WITH TWO CUPS OF COFFEE, AND LOST MYSELF IN A WHIRLWIND OF PODCASTS, NEWSPAPERS, AND JOURNALS. COMPLETELY DISCOUNTING THE HOUR WITH THE CAFFEINE INTAKE, WHICH I NOW HIGHLY REGRET. I DON'T DOUBT THAT MY CO WORKERS WON'T BE TOO ENTHRALLED AT MY POOR DECISION MAKING EITHER, AS I STUMBLE INTO WORK CLEARLY DISGRUNTLED. ALAS THE WORLD SPINS MADLY ON. I WILL FOCUS MY EFFORTS ON SMEARING A SMILE ON MY SULLEN FACE AS I GREAT OUR PATIENTS WITH PURELY SYNTHETIC ENTHUSIASM. IF ALL GOES WELL, I MAY PICK UP A CAREER IN ACTING. AS WE ALL KNOW, I HAVE ALREADY COMPLETED A THOROUGH LIST OF CELEBRITY MALE ROLES I WOULD GLADLY STAND NEXT TO, LIE ON TOP OF, OR STRADDLE, BUT I WILL REFRAIN FROM DELIGHTING YOU WITH ANYTHING MORE GRAPHIC. MORESO FOR THE RESPECT OF MY FUTURE SPOUSE, THAN FOR THE PROTECTION OF ANY VIRGIN EARS. IN MY EFFORTS TO SLOW THE CLOCKMASTER OF TIME, AND SPEED THE PROCESS OF EXHAUSTION OVER MY BODY, I HAVE COMPLETED A MULTITUDE OF TASKS AROUND THE HOUSE. A MULTITUDE OF TASKS MEANING, I REALLY HAVEN'T DONE SQUAT BUT SIT ON MY REAR AND LITERALLY READ 3/4 OF THE SECOND HUNGER GAMES BOOK. CLEARLY I LACK PRIORITIES IN MY LIFE (GLANCES AT THE OVERFLOWING LAUNDRY BASKET, DISHEVELED DRESSER, AND CAT FOOD SCATTERED ON THE FLOOR). ON AN UP-BEAT, SARCASM OMITTED, NOTE: I HAVE A DREAM, I HAVE ALWAYS HAD A DREAM, OF GOING TO EGYPT. WHILE PODCASTING, A MERE EIGHT HOURS AGO, THAT DREAM REIGNITED WITHIN ME. I AM AN AVID CYBER MEMBER OF A CHURCH IN PORTLAND, OREGON, CALLED THE DOOR. THEIR HEART TO EMANATE CHRIST'S LOVE AND AFFECTION ON EVERYONE THEY MEET IS ASTOUNDING. GOD HAS PLACED IT ON THEIR HEART TO SPREAD THAT LOVE TO SLUMS OF CAIRO. MAN O MAN DID THE SPIRIT START KICKING INSIDE MY SOUL WHEN I HEARD ABOUT THE MISSION. I'VE E-MAILED THE PASTOR REQUESTING MORE DETAILS ON THE TRIP, AND REQUESTING PERMISSION TO JOIN IF PAPA BEAR UPSTAIRS ALLOWS IT. THIS WOULD BE AN ABSOLUTE WALK IN FAITH, SEEING AS MY FINANCES AREN'T IN MINT CONDITION AT THE MOMENT. I WOULD BE TRUSTING IN PROVISION OUT OF THIN AIR, AND BE MEETING UP WITH A CHURCH BODY THAT I LITERALLY DON'T KNOW. YET ALL I FEEL IS PEACE. WHETHER THAT PEACE IS AN ASSURANCE THAT I AM SUPPOSED TO BE A PART OF THE TEAM, OR AN ASSURANCE THAT GOD IS GOING TO BLESS THE SOCKS OFF OF EVERYONE IN CAIRO THAT TEAM MEETS, WITHOUT ME, I AM NOT SURE OF. ALL I KNOW IS THAT MY HEART ACHES FOR EGYPT, AND THE LORD IS GOING TO RESTORE THE BROKEN, HEAL THE SICK, AND SPRING TO LIFE RIVERS OF LIVING WATER IN THE THE DRY LANDS! HALLELUJAH! ON THAT STRING OF MELODIOUS PROMISES, I AM GOING TO JUST SHOWER AND PRETEND THAT I WOKE UP FROM AN EIGHT HOUR DEEP SLEEP!