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:: Friday, July 25, 2003 :: Went to the church today, not really plannin on doin nothin since I was done with all my work, I just didn't feel like hangin around the house all day. Plus I knew a bunch of my friends would be working maintenance today so if anything I could hang with them. Ended going all over Riverside with Rodrigo and Quesada lookin for stuff for high school mission trip, helpin Heather set up the garden room for the weekend, taking pictures of the property with Rodrigo and helpin Elo put up the stage in the gym for the weekend. I spent a good 6 hours today workin for about 3 different separate departments at the church that I am not employed by and dont get paid by at all. This is a great example of how much free time I have to waste on anything and everything. Hey, it beat sittin on my computer all day, whining about not havin anything to do. Heck, I had fun most of the day doin these things.:: Wednesday, July 23, 2003 :: I'm in a rather jonty mood today (I know, "jonty", I wish I were British) I got to go chill wit my homie RC and mess around with him at his grandma's casa, go for a swim, just do the whole buddy buddy thing wit him. I also got to actually sit down and work on a graphic for this weekend all hardcore style and ended up with a finished product that I am quite satisfied with. I always look at the graphics that my holmes McIntyre constantly makes and marvel at his skill and, being the owner of a dwindling self esteem, tell myself I'm no good at photoshop, my skill is crap and I make nothing original. Well, today I made something that, as vain as it sounds, made me feel good and confident about myself once again. I'd show you the background I created but I don't have the ability on this blog to post pics so you gonna haveta just go to church and marvel at it in person during one of the services. Aight, movie time, peace yo...:: Tuesday, July 22, 2003 :: Went for a drive yesterday, for no reason whatsoever. You get to a point where you are so tired of just sitting in your house you will leave it just to see something different than the four walls of your room. So I got up, grabbed my keys, got in the car, cranked up the ac and KMozart, one of my favorite radio stations and drove around the pretty, old housing areas for a while, an hour actually. It was a nice time of relaxation, gave me some time to think and talk aloud to myslef about things. We all need some "me" time every once in a while so I took mine yesterday. I would recommend it to anyone.:: Monday, July 21, 2003 :: I know I usually dont talk about anything near or relating to philisophical discussion in this here blog. Most the time its a bunch of jibberish sprinkled with grammical errors and poor white boy slang and most of the time if you wanna read something a little deeper than my daily wonderments you have to go to my father's blog, CelArts. Well, today you gonna hear the lighter side of Jon Risinger. I was readin through one of my favorite books of the bible, Proverbs, and I was scanning through the first few chapters, a few of the most insightful chapters in the good book ever and I read over the section that speaks about wisdom. Being a very visually prone individual I love to read this exert from the bible because it paints a picture so perfect and so easy to imagine about how wisdom is this woman, standing in the middle of a city screaming her lungs out, trying to get the naive and ignorant world to listen to at least the slightest bit of information that she has to give and no one is paying the slightest attention to her. I want ot make a commercial or an ad, or even just a grpahic someday that really puts this metaphor down onto paper or film at that matter. The irony of the whole thing is that it is by far more than true about our present day and that alone just shows the relevance of the bible to our day and age. This passage was written thousands of years ago and it still has documents that speak as though they were written about our own time. Kinda somethin worth thinkin about. OK, enough seriousness, I can't do it for too long or else I burst, tune in tomorrow, same time, same bat channel for your daily dosage of askew banter and plain out odd jibber jabber thought up by yours truly, peace yo....:: Sunday, July 20, 2003 :: I'm bored. I go and go and go for two weeks, traveling, visiting people and hanging with friends but when I finally get back all I can think about is how I got nothing to do. I've always been, and my parents can vouch for this, a person who hates to be alone. Nowadays I'll tell my family to leave me alone but thats only because im around them the most, they know I still love them, but as a child I hated to play alone. I always wanted people around me at all times. I felt secure with people around me. It's still the same in the present day. I hate being at home with nothing to do and nobody to talk to. I always want to be on the go. Always have to be moving, doing something, playing something, making something, it cant ever stop about me or I get sad and depressed. Its just my nature, nothing I can do about it. Prolly why I like technology so much, always changing, always transforming to something, different, better. Never a dull moment. Ok, nuff of this writin ish, ima find other means to once again keep me occupied, peace yo.
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