scatterbrained

Whew. Still lots to process in this new position. I think I'm trying too hard in some ways but then not really trying hard at all in other ways. Perhaps even the same way. Did I say I was...

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GMA reflections

OK, so perhaps I'm talking too much about this... I have some thoughts regarding the whole GMA thing. Some observations... Many artists are on the short side of being tall. Walking around the whole place, lots of artists, real and/or...

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GMA completed

So, it’s over. I’m headed home. That which I was scared about, is now in the history books. I returned to GMA. Next time attend something like this, I should create a task list or a “what I want...

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poser

GMA has always been an issue for me. As i've always tried to do it "on the cheap", I've never ante'd up for the full registration to the conference. Hence, I am a poser. If people were at all...

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regret

I had these great ideas this morning and now... Overall, I was going to discuss or write about what I have identified as my biggest addiction. Living in regret. Not sure if there's a better or nicer way to...

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020108

funkhouse rises from the ashes! In a move that pleases many people, including myself, I was fired today! Little do "they" know that I was planning on resigning today or Monday anyway! This is a total Godsend. Thanks! Here...

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jumble

I'm going crazy. My mind is constantly going back-and-forth between so many things. I wish I could concentrate. I need my blood pumping. I need to exercise. I need to be creative. I still feel dead. I'm in the...

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abide

Never let a hurried lifestyle disturb the relationship of abiding in Him. -Oswald Chambers

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value

I pray that God would give me the ability, the sanity, the responsibility to value money. I can figure out the best way to spend it. I have yet to figure out the best way NOT to spend it....

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couldn’t have said it better myself

So, at dinner last night we were talking "about our day" and I said, "I just feel dead at work..." To which my lovely wife replies, "You sit alone in a gray cubicle doing stuff you don't enjoy for people...

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