September 30, 2004

• Boy ever since I tried that last post and Xanga and/or the TM system wouldn't let me post all the pics I wanted to I haven't felt like posting.

  
  

  Maybe I am depressed that they ruined a great work of art, or may be I am just bitter in general with the world as it treats me like crap.

  
  

  Or maybe I just don't have any clue what to write and have writers block.  Or maybe I was at the first ATF event of the season up in Amherst Mass.

  
  

  Its probably the last one.  A lot of people worked there butts off to make this event great.  And it was.  People got saved and the world is a little bit better becasue of it.  Props go to the new team.  Not just the new Ministry Team, but the new Creative Team that helped make this years event as new and hip as possible.  Praise to the Lord for his work.

  
  

  As usual the best way for little ole me to fit in was to drive.  Unfortunatly it also included shopping.  I hate shopping but i get stuck with it way to often.  Just becasue I am good at navigating a city I have never been in and am good at interperting someones personality with the object they actually desire, and while I hate it, I am good at shopping.

  
  

  It could be worse.  It most definutly could be worse.

  
  

  On the way to Amherst I got to see some great people just a quick list and then I am off to find supper.

  
  

  

  
  

  Oh these guys wern't there, but I did just watch this debate in the Auditorium, way to go Mr. President.

  
  

   

  
  

  I got to see Genevieve and Christine plus some randome guy named Phillip while I was going north on I-81, they were going south, we crossed the Potomic River at the same time, and seeing as they were in a car and I in an 18 wheeler, they turned around and came back to me.  My truck still smells like them, it is so nice and comforting.

  
  

  For like literally five minutes I got to see the famed Bryan James Boecker.

  
  

  It would have been longer but I was kiddnapped but Matthew Miller, an old roomate of mine from the 98/99 era.  We picked up one of my other roommates Alden Fahy at the Providence RI Airport.

  
  

  Then after I got back I got to see David Warren and Chiquita Dearing.

  
  

  My whole day is going great when Jack ? and Jake Swamer? show up.

  
  

  Then I get to hang with Bry and Tristan for awile.

  
  

  Then on the way home I get to see Diana Smith.

  
  

  And when I get back on campus two of the first people I get to see are Paul J, and Autumn Ashley.

  
  

  Can life get any better then old friends and new espresso maker, and grinder and cinniman/hazelnut coffee, hugs, laughs, storys, movies with old friends, watching your waitstaff dance to 50's music with a camara runner overer, a torrential rain storm with four inches of water running across the Interstate, a four hour traffic jam in Atlanta, and last but not least being humbled in front of all the TM staff at this morning Staff Meeting?

  
  

  (In honor of Paul Y. who honors Brian Reagin) I submit that it can not!

  
  

  BlackWolf

  
  

  I pray that I may be blessed to see you next.  And that you can wade through my spelling errors to see the good stuff underneath.

  
  

  Amen

  
  

  

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