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pardon my dust. i'm turning it into glitter.

Hi, I'm Chris. If you subscribe to the MBTI, I'm an INFJ. I put myself through school for a seemingly useless English/Creative Writing degree, but writing is my passion and that's what I want to do when I grow up. Still figuring out what comes next, and pretty much everything else, so I'm feeling kinda adventurous. And yes, that's exactly how my OkCupid profile starts out. Why mess with a good thing, eh?

The site's a work in progress. I'll be adding content over time, and hopefully eventually it'll evolve into something halfway interesting. I'm glad you're still reading, though. Usually by this point I have to show a little skin to keep 'em interested.

ode on a breyer's carton...

      i've gained a total of fifteen pounds this summer. it's been kinda up and down, but man. that's not cool. and i heard on the radio the other day that the number one thing guys worry about is their weight, so don't tell me i'm weird.

      i'm feeling kinda homeless at the moment. in fact, i think it's a bit of homesickness. this place doesn't really feel like home anymore. columbia hits a little closer to the mark, but there isn't really a place there that i can call home either. homesick for a home that i don't have. hmm. i go back in two and a half weeks. it didn't go fast, but as i look back at it now it seems like it did. getting to the end of something is sometimes a bit disappointing. then again, i didn't really accomplish much this summer. not necessarily a bad thing. it's been nice to be able to breathe. and this year will be good. i'm being optimistic. we've switched over the bills and such, and i'm starting to be conscious of what i need to take down and how i'm going to make it down with all this junk.

      going to camp in a few days. haven't worked out when yet, odd story there. a bit part of this whole rift business playing a role, maybe. that's not exactly getting any better either. worse, if anything. but anyway, i'm getting excited about this camp. i'm helping to cook for a junior-high church camp. going to be an interesting experience. no air in the kitchen and three and a half meals (snack in the evening) for roughly one hundred (slightly less maybe? no idea) makes for a long day. i'm super-stoked, though. and a bit nervous. this might make or break my cooking ambitions.

      so i've taken up golfing. almost. i've been three times. the first two times i only had right-handed clubs (i'm a lefty) and i didn't do so well. the people i was with said that i was doing better with the right-handed clubs than they would with left, but i'm also somewhat ambidextrous and that shouldn't be an excuse. the third time we borrowed a friend's lefty clubs and i did significantly better. until i started getting tired, i wasn't doing worse than two over. i even made par on one hole. the last three were a tad lousy, though. anyway, i think i kinda like golfing. it'd be nice to be better. but i think i'm going to ask for some clubs for my birthday. the last few years i've had practical gifts from my parents (mostly car fixes), but i think it's time for one that's completely nonsensical...even though i should get something on my car fixed. lol. oh, well.

      saw "lady in the water" last weekend. loved it. heard he (shyamalan) was thinking about doing one or both of the last two harry potter movies. that would be awesome. there's a running joke among potterphiles that harry would get to the underground cave with all the inferi (bewitched corpses) and would say, eyes wide, "i see dead people." forgive me my obsession. i would recommend the movie, but it was a bit scary. i don't like scary movies. they scare me. but i really like what shyamalan has to say. and he's a good story teller.

      *sigh* later. i'm off to dream.

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