Deliciousness

I took a quiz called What Kind of Candy Are You? So, surprise of surprises (Mom), I am a.......




I'd like to hear your comments on the accuracy of my results.

While I hate to influence your opinion by clogging your head up with my own views, I know you're dying to hear what I think. In short......somebody understands me!!!! LOL, I was really happy to get these results - Peeps are one of my favorite candies.

Quite a Nice Week

The second half of this week has been very nice for me. Not saying my weekend was all roses, but the bad parts are so trivial compared with the good times. I found a quiet little place to hang out with the right friends. It's so comfortable and fun. I made a new friend - an absolutely beautiful girl that's really really nice. I've never had a Muslim friend, so I'm excited about knowing her and trying to understand what it's like to be a Danish Muslim. Integrating into Danish culture is a pretty difficult feat, and I want to hear about her and her family's experiences with it. I met some nice ethnic Danes as well - miracle of miracles, Danish people who initiate conversation! Jenn went with me to our State Library and picked out good classical music CDs for me to check out and rip to my computer (now my instruction begins!). We spent a lot of the weekend together, eating Netto pizza and chatting about everything. The view from her window is great, and she made me hamburgers. There's nothing better than spending time with someone you can be totally honest with, and who returns the favor.

I finally got myself back into church. Once a month a local church holds services in English. Last month I was in Paris, but this month I really wanted to go. It felt like getting back home - my hiatus might very well be over. It made me miss my church in Longview, though; I don't think I'll ever find another place that fits me quite so well. But at least there's somewhere I can go here. I met some very nice people, talked with some I already knew from other places, and found out about a church that can provide earpieces to listen to the English translation of their services. I'm really happy about that - some place I can go a little more often than once a month. It was good to get back to the way things probably should have been all along.

Random Rambling Musings

Just wanted everyone to get a taste of advertising in Denmark. This particular sign has been assaulting me at every bus stop for a month.




Today I realized how nice it is to know someone well. Whether it's a family member, friend, significant other, pet, whatever - it just feels really good to know someone well. I love the feeling of predicting their actions before they can respond, or knowing their thoughts while they're still in their head, or hearing their words before they have a chance to voice them. It's not only that all of this means someone loved you enough to let you in on their private world. It's also that it's comfortable - you just feel at home. In a house you've lived in for a long time, when you turn a corner, you know exactly what walls, doors, and decor will greet you. It's wonderful to know a person in the same way.

I was letting my mind wander with my music today, listening to Death Cab for Cutie (I like them more each time I listen to the album). I caught a line in one of the songs that talks about a casualty rate of 100%. I decided that the casualty rate everywhere is 100%. In every country, state, city, street in the entire world, every person there will be injured and killed. Obviously, the whole world isn't plunged into a war, or drowning in a murderous cesspool - but I think it's safe to say everyone has suffered or will suffer some sort of injury in the course of their life, and we all know that everyone will die. Wait, I take it back. There is one place where that's incorrect, because Elijah never died - he was taken up into heaven. But would the casualty rate still be 100%? It's reasonable to assume that at some point in his life, Elijah was injured in some way. So maybe the death rate in that area is slightly less than 100%, but the casualty rate still holds.

I hope you've all enjoyed this nice rambling little insight as to how my mind works.

A Post to Make Ayn Rand Scream in Horror

I want relationship socialism. Everyone should get one person that's what they want - just one for everyone. That one doesn't have to remain constant forever, but in my utopia, this system of certain people having two or three or four men under their sway at once would end. Unfortunately, the only existing system is capitalism. The girl with the most desirable traits to offer gets as many men as there are in the vicinity, while others are left in the cold (rain). Which way is more fair? It doesn't matter, it's not even hypothetical, it's just my mind wandering. This post doesn't even make sense, because my system isn't communism. But wouldn't it be great to find a Union of Soviet Socialist Attractions.......