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Name: Britt
Birthday: 3/21/1987


Interests: -I love mountain biking. The adrenaline and the pain; the whole package is just a good time. - I love playing guitar and piano. The best fun with electric guitar was when I was in a band with my buddies, but it didn't work out. - I love sharing my faith and worshiping the One and only God. I try to worship with whatever I have at any given time...It may even be my time!
Expertise: Jack of all trades, master of nuns. Really only expert at being a conversationalist. I love hanging out with my friends and anyone I don't even know.
Occupation: Student
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Member Since: 2/16/2004

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Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Curious we should find Orthodoxy dancing with Modernity.

That's like H.L. Mencken dancing with John Calvin.

Frustrating we find Orthodoxy waning.

Lord, come back soon.


Thursday, August 24, 2006

Where does the time go?

I know where the time goes. No where. We move forward in the biological progression of aging, but time is neither advancing nor retreating; time is the dependant variable upon which our stay on this earth is measured. Other descriptions usually dance around an oft mis-defined, over emphasized property of this world.

I bet you weren't expecting that, huh? Some times the most trite questions have the deepest answers.

(Really, I just threw that title up there and started typing off the cuff, but I felt like returning from my blogging hiatus on a high note. Can you blame me?)

I have been remarkably busy with full-time work and full-time school. My advice: if at all possible, avoid occupying yourself with both at the same time. Work is getting entertaining now, so I may not shoot myself in the face before this semester is finished. That's a positive. So far one of my classes stands out: Legal Environment of Business. This class is basically an overall survey of law, and I'm excited to discuss all things litigious. But honestly--as a former english major--I'm most excited at the prospect of me being able to properly use the word "heretofore" on a regular basis. That word is way, way, underused, in my opinion.

For those who do not know, I bashed my face into a rock on a very traumatic mountain biking accident. I suffered a hairline fracture on my cheek and orbital socket, trauma to whatever nerve branches off of the trigeminal nerve (the jaw one), a subcongentival hemorrage (popped blood vessel in my eye), and numbness to my face. I also might lose a tooth and I might have a small, but permanent blind spot. Ouch. Wasn't expecting that fall, that's for sure.
One thing that this has taught me is that I have far too much faith in my own control. I thought I had control of my mountain biking experience. I was very wrong about that one.

I thought I had control over my ability to not think poorly of my neighbors...wrong again.
I thought I had control over my future...wrong before, and wrong again.


I don't want to waste your time with a list of all the things I found to be in my "reserved for Britt's power" pile, for it would be just about everything I can think of. My question to you is this: what do you think you have control of that you need to give up to the Lord? I guaruntee that if He has chosen you as one of His children, He wants all of you, not just the "Christian" parts.

Finally, I love Whitney Goebel and Benji Wahlman. I love the fact that they are in________with eachother and that the only thing that they seem to ________more is Christ, and that's dang good.

Whit: Per your post on changing your major. I went through that whole doctor thing as well. I used to think that I had to bring something to a people in order to be effective. The truth of the matter is that we (Followers of Christ) must only bring the Truth. It's amazing how God handles the rest. (I know that you know that, but I felt like being garrulous.)

Benji: You are a rockstar, I just don't think you've realized it yet. You've got the body and the style, and you yodel better than Bjork. You are admirable to me in more ways than I care to mention right now. Keep on being sanctified (what a weird thing to say). I love you.

Shout outs....
Master Nagy: I love you for your encouragement at work and your shared eschatological focus. This world is appointed for fire, and there isn't much time. Get to work.

Lasty: I love you and your crazy indian-czech heritage. Here's to making the rest of humanity look far less attractive. Really though, you're just an awesome brother to me and a great friend. Let's record some more songs together and give some people some new songs that they can praise the Lord with.

Stu: Your.....brain.......is........frighteningly powerful. I don't know what else to say. You've read over 10,000 pages of text in the past month, maybe the past two weeks . I love you for helping me with everything I so constantly mess up. And, of course, for being a complete repository for every answer to any question.

Cheers.

 


Sunday, July 30, 2006

Heavens to Betsy!

My goodness. A trifling thing happened to me just before I left for my Colorado backpacking trip last week: my music library on my computer (about 30GB) was lost. Bad thing. Very bad thing. However, not as bad as when my Ipod subsequently acted like a capricious child bent on brinkmanship and reformatted itself to my brothers library. My 27.5GB of glorious, tonal supremecy lay somewhere in nowheresville, MO.

 

Double ouch.

 

My fists burst forth autonomously in a manner I've never born witness to before; buffetting both the air and earth in a treculent rage, I sought total annihilation of all things elemental.

Ok, maybe it wasn't that bad. BUT--for you musicphiles--needless to say, I was put out.
I mean, I had the Radiohead cover of The Verves Bittersweet Symphony. That, my friends, seems like proverbial flower that brought Gilgamesh eternal life, so sublime are its melodies.

The Lord has taught me an important lesson through all of this, however: Stupid things don't last. The ephemeral (though dulcid) tones of Lovedrug will inevitably burn like the rest of this fallen planet. Now I am trying my best to not sweat the music as much. If I lose some again, I'll just get more. No big deal. Jesus is still risen and coming back, after all!

That felt really good to get off of my puny, anglo chest.

Cheers.


Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Genius goes around the world in its youth incessantly apologizing for having large feet. What wonder that later in life it should be inclined to raise those feet too swiftly to fools and bores.

 

Oh Fitzgerald, how I do love thee.


Friday, July 07, 2006

Currently Listening
Who Will Survive, And What Will Be Left of Them
By Murder by Death
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New favorite accessory: Pinstripe Vest. Dang if it isn't sweet.

New favorite outfit: Diesel jeans, custom canvas shoes, argyle socks, tux shirt, vest, and sunglasses.

New favorite thing to listen to when I'm down: David Gray

New favorite problem to have: I want to lay all my issues down, get out of this skin and go to Glory. The only problem is, I cannot literally jump out of my skin and fly off. Pooch.

New favorite person to hang out, pray, talk teliology, talk summer plans, and hope with: Ryan. The guy is great; if you have closed the door on him in the past, please find it in your heart to open it.

New favorite girl to hang out with: HA! Same one, the best sister: Kristen

New favorite obsession: Gary Fisher Cake 1 DLX.

 



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