When I was 17, I reached a lvl of gaming that’s just stupid. 

When I am 22, I do the same thing.

Asheron’s Call is consuming.  There’s lots of hype about other games like World of Warcraft, but AC, is just unbeatable so far on the gaming scale.  The best (but in a way, worst) part is that I got my brother involved.  I was probably about to quit after a week or so, but now that I get to hang out with Jacob, the part of my life that is bored is in danger.

Here we are, when we just started…  with our awesome snake-man helmets.  Jacob’s the one with facial hair and a sword you can’t recognize because of my lame screenshot skills.

Oh great, I’m even posting pictures of it all.  I need the rapy.  Whatever ‘rapy’ is…  I need some.  Or in case you’re bad at understanding bad jokes I’ll forget to add a space in there somewhere…  so “I need therapy”.

On the other (important and real) end of my life, I’m really blessed.  God is the man for hooking me up with all this goodness:

I have the best wife who let’s me get away with the nonsense above, and above that is just amazing.  They say the first year is the hardest one in marriage?  That kinda takes quite a load off seeing as how the first one has about past without relational hardship.  Jess is starting to get back into drawing again (which rocks) and, once we have the room, continue remembering how to be a potter(ess?).

Youth for Christ:  the meeting was too much for one of the three of us.  Me and my buddy Cameron will continue alone after December with the hundreds of kids. Heheh, I’m excited because I know it’s gunna take God stretching me out and making me someone pretty cool to be able to minister to all the kids.

Grace Bible Church is rising above 600 people every week now.  The worship leader went skiing this week and weekend.  I get to put my feet into someone’s foot holders on Sunday.

Libby has reached a certian level of goodness.

My inhailer is more important than my iPod for the first time in a long time.  Dang coldness and asthma and pirates with red coats!

I forgot that I had this can of Coke Zero sitting next to me.  I brushed my teeth before I started writing this.  I’m filled with sorrow.

Too much.  The End.