Not much going on around here these days. I’m not feeling well. Besides that, any time I have to spare is spent on the computer project. I need to post some things on the Computer Biz site to mention some changes and progress thus far.

I did communion last Sunday, but it was not recorded as we were in a different-than-usual location. In a way, I’m glad it wasn’t. What I had in mind and what I said were two very different things. The point was that little things mean a lot: it is the nature of both sin and hope. Hope starts with a little thing, in this case, the birth of a child. No small thing, except in comparison with the salvation of the world. I shared about my life in college and how my descent began with a small lie and turned into a nervous breakdown.

I told the three day story and I didn’t want to. The three day story is being so angry and unable to cope that I sat in a bean bag chair in my dorm for three days without moving. I didn’t move for any reason at all. I didn’t eat or drink or anything. I stared at a spot on the wall as my sole occupation.

I didn’t want to go into some sensationalist thing, but I did anyway. Oh well.

I do look forward to my father and brother visiting this weekend. My brother has never seen our son in person. It is 8 now, but it will be in the 50s for their visit. How cool (or warm) is that?

I’ve made an appointment with the doctor, so I might be feeling better soon. Otherwise, that’s about it. I feel a lot of ennui lately and I shrug a lot. Maybe the family coming to town will brighten my spirits to some extent.

See you around…