Sex, NPR, & Flash Floods

So I returned from thanksgiving break with a new addiction...

one so potent...ive lost all control over it...

im addicted to NPR--

for those who live under a boulder,

NPR stands for National Public Radio

It's suprisingly good...i dont know why i like it but i do.

im listening to an audio stream on the internet actually.

haha im such a nerd.

all that considered, 

I'm currently reading Rob Bell's SexGod which is amazing

His thoughts on the ties between sexuality and spirituality...

theyre fascinating--i simply can't describe them to you.

its def. a favorite--especially after reading Velvet Elvis

~~~~on other notes~~~~

my ear is doing considerably better--its still chroniclly infected

but its better,

or at least i'd like to think so.

The rear wing of Lewis House, 

where my dorm is...

well,

its under lockdown due to a flash flood.

two people have been evicted from their room...

and their carpet needs to be replaced...

all because a pipe broke in a bathroom.

Grant, down the hall will probably live with us now

...i sleep at jess' house so he'll get my bed probably...

but all of his stuffs ruined..just sitting in the hall.

ouch. the pic shows all his crap outside his door

and the RA's quarentine tape haha

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in other events...our room is stinky soooo

 ive gotten a rag soaked in febreeze, 

stuck it on my little fan...and now it smells gooood

haha

im just glad this weeks coming to a close.

..that God has given me peace about everything.

and that he forgives...

no matter what.

that kind of love is simply amazing.

its unconditional.

its unearned.

its barely understandable.

its God.