Home For Christmas

Dear Jack,
I am bored out of my freaking mind. There is no Justin and no friends, and no work... wait... yeah well... no work either. I got into town around 7:30 just in time for choir. I got to choir to learn that they've cut everything for Christmas except for a version of O Come All Ye Faithful... the rest are just going to be hymns. I was pissed off. I worked my ass off writing for them, and practicing. I am told they are going to rethink things... and they ought to. I feel like they just though, "Oh he's a college student... can't be depended upon, has no tallent, and is easy to be let off." Well Damn IT. I am not one to do work for nothing.

Regardless, I miss my friends and Justin. Here I have this big queen sized bed with only a cat to keep me warm. The ironic pain of all this!!! I must say this past week I've been sick, and sort of grouchy towards him. Now there is one incident, which I'll leave unnamed which sort of got my goat. But I think we've worked out the issue.

Well, I am bored. BORED OUT OF MY FREAKING MIND!!!!!!!!! There is nothing to do... and that is making me antsy (Sp??). It's 1AM and too late too cook, and I'm not tired. OH what a world, what a world.

OOO I saw Return of the King last night. I loved it. Cept for the exclusion of the Shire War.

I had a good conversation with an old church bud, Jared McLean. He's a freshman in Tampa who was led to our church from his home in a hotel. He's an inspiration in my life, and seeing God work in his life, I know God exists.