V is for Vision

Back in college I used to write out my goals for each school year whether they be short term, long term, school-related, personal - you get the point. And then I'd look back and see how each year went, journal about it blah blah blah. Most may know how this process works, or most are thinking this girl's cheesy. **And of course by "most", I'm referring to the 3 people that I know how are actually reading my blog. Pahaha. And I thank you...**
Onwards! I always lose focus...So I was sitting here at work rethinking every word of venting/gossip/complaining I've vomited out of my mouth today, and then mentally kicking myself for not following through with what I've resolved to do (which would be NOT to do that anymore), and my mind wandered back to when I used to have goals for every year. And that led me to thinking about having a vision statement for myself and what I intend on doing with life this half-over 2008 year. So I've decided to compose some sort of vision for the rest of this year, and probably something that I can add on to or modify from year to year as I march on to chronological maturity*. Here it is, hold me to it, also subject to change:

"To live life filled with a compassion for people, zeal for the work that I do and led by a pattern of godliness."

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*trademark Pastor Rufus Smith, IV

Meet Nelson

This is a good friend of Mary Kate Tate's new puppy affectionately named Nelson. For most people who know me I've been scared of dogs all of my life. However, I've recently (past year or so) come to the revelation of getting a puppy and raising it on my own. I feel that this form of therapy would be best to get over my fear.

Alas my fear will never be put to rest because my dear husband refuses to get a puppy. He's "allergic", and here's how our convo went:

Me: can we please get a puppy?

James: i thought you were scared

(i proceeded to explain my self-prescribed therapy)

James: i don't want to buy something that i will have to serve. it's not gonna happen. besides, i'm allergic

Me: you're allergic?

James: yea my parents told me when i was a kid

(ZACK MORRIS TIMEOUT): you put two and two together and tell me whether or not he's really allergic. If I was a parent who didn't want my kids to get a dog, my kid would probably develop an allergy too.

Everyone in my complex has a puppy, and is that the reason I want one? No, I don't need a conversation piece to get into the dog park club. I really do want a puppy. So this post is dedicated to my burning desire to get a puppy. Here are some of my top choices:

Beagle

Boxer

Please comment and voice your best reasons for getting a puppy to convince my husband that we should get one too. CAVEAT: Dog-owners preferred.

WHOA. chi did what??

Yes, Chi did.
I don't really have anything deep insight into anything or witty commentary which is usually what I think of when I hear blog/xanga/whateverelsetheremightbe. If anything I now wish this could've been anonymous, and that way it could be an avenue of venting about my daily traffic battles, demoralizing volleyball games and office drama that nobody would care about. BUT Lora Brooke Barber has done it again, and ironically, she has been the one to get me started on what she would previously have referred to as "asian-y things" rather than the other way around. First myspace, now this. So here I am blogging about my new blog at work when I should be closing some sale. But it's kinda fun. Hats off and cheers to the overflowing nonsense that is to come. Good luck and godspeed to everyone reading.