Yo... from Seoul

Thought I would pitch in my two-cents. ^_^

Things are the same but different. The job is the same, still a little bit difficult and sometimes monotonous, but it's a job that pays the bills so I can't complain. My bit on the radio show goes live starting tomorrow. A different day and different time, but it shouldn't be hard to adjust.

Also, I'm going to be in a travel documentary for my company. It's basically just cameras following me around while I visit a traditional Korean site and try traditional Korean things. It should be fun and it's something new. I'm hoping it might lead to other opportunities, but we'll see.

The book/screenplay still isn't finished, but we're down to a few more editing sessions and it should be done. I'm hoping that we'll be done by the end of the month because I'm ready to get it sent off and hopefully sold. A lot of my somewhat immediate future planning hinges on it.

My boyfriend is traveling for two months around Southeast Asia and then moving back to LA. So I'm sad about that and miss him terribly, but I'll get to see him for a few weeks in June before he leaves. And I'm just looking as now being able to focus my time and energy on writing and my career plans. Whatever those turn out to be. ^_^

Randomnymity

I'm lying here sprawled out on our old rigid loveseat listening to the hum of a mower mixed with the subtle background noise of a distant dog barking and the hum of the dishwasher. It's fairly relaxing.

I've been doing a lot of inflection lately.

Is that the right word?

Studying myself - who I am, who I was, where I am, where I've been.

Most importantly where I'm going.

I made some dumb decisions, but I don't regret them. I learned them for a reason. I don't know what the reason is yet, but someday I'll know. Someone somewhere is going to need me to have had those experiences.

I'm so excited about my future, but not at the price of neglecting my present.

I've learned that broader than being an ENFP, I'm a Sanguine (Personality Plus).

I've learned that my primary love language is Physical Touch but followed not too far behind by a near tie between Quality Time and Words of Affirmation (5 Love Languages).

Neither of those are really much of a surprise, but I've also learned things on a still broader spectrum.

We are born with only two fears: the fear of falling and the fear of loud noises. The rest are learned through life's experiences. This also means they can be unlearned.

I've learned that the only cure for fear is action. To face it. Head on.

I've also learned that "You can have a sense of destiny because you know that God has considered every contingency in your life, and He always has your best interest at heart. And that sense of destiny, rooted in the sovereignty of God, helps you pray the unthinkable and attempt the impossible." (In a Pit with a Lion on a Snow Day)

God hasn't given me a spirit of fear. Instead He's over-equipped me with a spirit of power, love and discipline.

I don't really know specifics of where I'm going.

But I know that God does.

And I know it's going to rock my world.

Does anything else really matter?

Sooo How is everyone?!

It sure has been a while since we updated this thing. Oh well life gets crazy! Or we are just lazy... :P prolly a bit a both. Well just wanted to say HI!!!!!!!!!!!! and say Happy Easter! I went to the Good Friday Service because I am apart of the choir so we were singing and I have never felt so privileged to be sitting there worshiping God for what he did for us. And I also found this song posted on my friend's facebook and just loved it and wanted to share it. Hope you guys are doing well and have an awesome Easter!!

True Love

by Phil Wickham

Come close listen to the story
About a love more faithful than the morning
The Father gave his only Son just to save us

The earth was shaking in the dark
All creation felt the Fathers broken heart
Tears were filling heavens eyes
The day that true love died, the day that true love died
When blood and water hit the ground
Walls we couldn't move came crashing down
We were free and made alive
The day that true love died, The day that true love died

Search your hearts you know you can't deny it
Lose your life just so you can find it
The Father gave his only son just to save us

Jesus is alive
He rose again

My Favorite Present

So... I had to show off my birthday present from Paul. It's currently filling my house with a delicious stew smell.



Let's hope that it tastes as delicious as it smells! ^_^

He's so sweet! I had a conversation with my roommate about how I wanted to get a crock pot, and she ended up passing along the information to him and helping him pick it out. I had completely forgotten about mentioning it to her until I opened it.


Sorry! Just had to throw in a picture of me thanking him! ^_^

Dodge-A-Cop

I just typed this up for Drewface so I figured I'd share it with you guys. :)

So Sunday I was headed to my grandma's memorial service. Really not important, but it's the reason I was out. ANYWAY, you know that light at Vernon & Towanda? You probably don't, but there's a light there and it's only ONE set of lights for 3 lanes of traffic. In other words the left turn only lane shares the same light as the other two lanes. Lame.

So I'm sitting at this light and I'm on the phone with Dawn when I realize that there's a cop directly behind me. Mind you none of those lame cell phone rules yet apply to our booming metropolis but I tell her I'll call her back when there's no cop behind me because it's the last day of the month and we all know how desperate that makes them.

Well after I get off the phone I see the light turn green, so naturally I go, being the first car in line. Meanwhile this car in front of me is trying to turn left and gives me this ridiculous facial expression with matching gestures. I'm thinking they're crazy because I clearly have the right of way at which point I check my rearview mirror and realize the ONLY car following me from the lanes I thought had green lights was the cop. Crap.

My temporary destination was Quick-N-EZ so I turned left into their lot as planned. The cop got stuck for a little while due to oncoming traffic since he hadn't turned his lights on. So I park in a spot that has another one next to it and wait for him planning out my sad story of how my grandma died and I was on my way to her memorial service which is why I was so distracted. Honestly it was really just the sanguine in me and I actually WAS paying attention so I'm really not sure what happened.

Anyway he doesn't pull up next to me so eventually I just go inside because I wanted caffeine anyway and I was basically out of XS for the month. So I grab a rootbeer and get in the checkout line at which point I see him walk in from the other side and head over to get a fountain drink. I'm thinking "Great, I'll just duck out while he's paying for his drink!"

Apparently cops don't have to pay for their drinks??? As soon as I finished paying, I headed to the door which he was already holding open for me. So I politely and respectfully thanked him as if I was the perfect model citizen. I mean seriously for all practical purposes cops don't need to concern themselves with me anyway, right?! He acknowledged my gratitude and we headed in our separate ways to our cars.

At this point I remember I was actually stopping there predominately because I needed gas. As I started to backup so I could relocate my car to a pump, I saw him "inconspicuously" backup as well. Well then I pulled up to the pump which I think really confused him because he just sat there partially backed out of his space watching me.

I pull out my card and swipe it to pre-authorize it for my gas but the machine tells me to go see the cashier. So I walk back into the station to find out what's up at which point the cashier informs me she just didn't hit the button fast enough and that my card was declined because there wasn't enough on it for pre-pay.

Back out at my car I start digging through my pile of artifacts for another card to use and then swipe the new card and start replenishing my thirsty car's fuel tank. I'm not really sure at which point the cop decided I was a completely lost cause, but by the time I was done and back in my car, he was long gone.

And THAT is how you play Dodge-A-Cop.