Officially...

I have come over, and am happy to be here.

I think that this will be a much happier place than myspace.

Not much to report at this time. Mom and Brian came over this last Tuesday and helped me to rearrange my house, so that I could be happy here. Ever since I moved in I have felt uncomfortable in this house. I still don't quite feel home, but I am closer to there than I was. I feel that there is so much more space and light than there was, too, and it's lovely.

Work is work, but I am excited about going back to school this fall. I feel that I have gone too long without exposure to learning, in a setting where I am challenged by the thoughts of others and also by the limitations that my own mind can present. I feel that there is something very hopeful about being humbled...It means that I can't take myself too seriously.

I have begun watching the X-Files from the very beginning. I have yet to re-watch an episode, but I don't think that I have ever seen the first season. I really began to watch the show in the second season. I watched the show, at first, with my father and step-mother and brother, Dave, on the week-ends, once a month, when we stayed with them. I think I would have been ten or eleven when the second season started. Then, when I was a little older my sister, Janelle, and I used to watch it while our parents were having their Bible study, in the kitchen in that house on Whileaway.

I went to a party tonight to see an old friend and to meet her new husband. It was interesting to take that trip down memory lane. Also a little bit freeing. One religious conversation with our old youth leader taught me that I am no longer bitter against the church, or resentful, and I don't resent the involvement of others. I just choose not to be a part of it. I realized tonight, though, how many people pray for me and always have done. I told my old youth pastor's wife that I have my very own prayer circle. I think that it is nice to be so loved.

So, I must tell my family, especially my mother and sister-in-law, Kristen (who I think pray for me more than anyone else in the world), that I love them, and am grateful for their prayers. But that doesn't mean I'm going to change my mind :) Scott's praying for a Paul-like lightning bolt to hit me, but if I develop special powers where I can affect electricity, I won't kill cows, or my friend Jack Black, or try to kill Scully (that's from season 3. I know what a nerd I am--what of it?!? "Some people juggle geese.").