“And we both know that the worst part about it
is I would be here if you wanted me.
I am the man on the side, hoping you’ll make up your mind.”
-John Mayer

Delight yourself in God alone and he will give to you, the desires of your heart.
-Psalm 37

No really, shoot me if I ever become an academic. Who do they think they are. Don’t they realise they make no sense what so ever!

parsimonious

another nice word.

If anyone has any idea what a base conceptual metaphor is, I need your help!!!!
“A conceptual metaphor consists of a (partial) mapping of the basic structure of one conceptual domain (the source) onto another (the target).”
http://zakros.ucsd.edu/~trohrer/metaphor/turner.htm
And on and on. But what it is, for the life of me, I can’t figure it out. And whats worse, my uni gave me all these stupid websites to go to that are the indexes and not the actual websites. Lucky I once became a computer nerd.

My mum’s potato salad, which is my Grandmother’s recipe, is really the best thing in the world. I like no other potato salad, it is silly. I have only enough room in my heart for the love of one potato salad. Mmm mmm potato salad (stack)

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable–if anything is excellent or praiseworthy–think about such things.
-Philippians 4:8

I like it. We don’t need to always be thinking about such grand and magnificent things. The small blessings are good things to be thinking about. Like how nice my breakfast tastes, or how pretty that red leaf amongst the green looks, or how that cool bit in that song makes me just go ohhhhhhh thats so good. They are good things to think of, because they are lovely. I’ve noticed lately, its good to make things noteworthy, no matter how menial it may seem, because whether good or bad, they can all contribute to a larger sense of something (how profound). But the small things are really just as valid as the megaplexes of lovely and admirable. And sometimes, they have added loveliness because they have so much power in us even though they are so small. And in saying that, Praise the Lord, for my cup of tea, and for how humid it is, and for having a whole day on my own, and for eating so much food with Ryan yesterday. Mmmm mmm.

Yay. I just successfully screen printed 14 daggy tshirts for Blackstump. And they are even pretty cool. Our kitchen floor looks pretty cool too.
Life feels normal once more, its John Mayer player day. And I must say I sure am glad that Blackstump finishes Monday, or what would I do?
I better do some ooni work, seeing as I have had my one day of holiday now.
Such a creative holiday, screenprinting, and yesterday Rach and I dyed our shirts way cool brightness.
We went to Newcastle last night. That was fun, but I was tired and I think I feel asleep for an hour, but I was convinced it was only ten minutes, because I woke up thinking, oh I shouldn’t fall asleep, but alas I was already home.
Goodly though, I feel a little happier this week, I feel like I identified some of the reasons why I was feeling down, and its funny how just being able to recognise that particular things are significant, and that its valid to feel upset about it, well that brings some comfort.
What cool groovy nice people I have been hanging out with lately. I love my friends. I felt so exhausted all weekend though that I was annoyed at myself for not being more friendly to people. A-booooooooooooooo Jem, a-boooooooooo.

What a horrible week. Everything has gone so un-horribly to no plan, and all been so unlike me, and I feel all a fuddle. I don’t like it.

I sure don’t reckon being a cave man or woman would have been that bad- especially not if you had award winning CAVE SALT.