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Waaahoooo!!

Posted on Saturday, May 31st, 2003

Well I just got back from a day and evening downtown. The countdown was for today, and, as you can see, I’ve been waiting for today for quite some time! (I blame Blurty for the delayed posting; this was written at 8:50pm. I had to manually edit the post date) What was on the plate for today, you ask? None other than a hot, fresh order of Lion King with a side of a nice dinner with Kristin! As this was my first theatre experience, I didn’t know what to expect, so I was really anticipating this event. I’ll do a little preamble before I talk about the play:

I go to bed pretty early cuz I was thinking to myself: “I need a good night’s sleep or else I’ll be dead tomorrow!” So I’m out by like 2am (which is really early for me). Then I wake up far too early for my own good. To what? My dad laughing his head off from across the condo and talking very loudly. Loud enough to wake me up, and keep me up for a good half hour. I fall asleep for a bit, then I wake up again: It’ my dad laughing his head off from across the condo and talking very loudly. Loud enough to wake me up, and keep me up for a good half hour. Again. Not cool.

In a bit of a panic, I get ready and make sure that I have everything… Wallet, check. Cell phone, check. Watch, check. Tickets, check. High hopes, check! I drive down to the subway station, take the God-forsaken public transportation to the theatre, and arrive very early, as expected. I observe the surroundings: overcast skies, buzzing scalpers, clean-shaven “bums”, and the normal hustle and bustle of a large city. As time continued to pass, I started to think up pretty crazy things that could have happened to Kristin that could cause her to be late. Then I started to implore God to not let any of such nonsense to be true. Needless to say, she showed up in good time, and we went into the theatre.

Man, I’m a moron. For over a month, I had the impression that we were at the front orchestra centre (translation: I thought we were really close to the stage.), but upon reading the ticket, we discovered that we were in the dress circle (which is higher up). So what I thought were aisle seats (which would have been cool considering what happened during the play) turned into seats smack in the middle. Boy, did that work out well! You’d think I’d be pissed, but hear me out. Our necks didn’t have to crane at all, and we had a really good view of the entire stage. I’m not going to say much about the play, because to do so could hinder one of your experiences. I’ll just leave it at this: it was unspeakably amazing. Both of us were dumbfounded by the presentation, and I would definitely recommend it. Theatre = win!

We rush off to dinner, which kinda fell through because the bimbos at the restaurant didn’t have things ready on time. So instead of a really nice (really expensive) dinner at The Courthouse, we walked down to a place closer to the train station. I bet, if my bank account could say anything, it’d be jumping for joy. No word of a lie, I was expecting to drop over a hundred bucks on dinner at the Courthouse. Regardless, Movenpick Marche is a great place to eat with really yummy food. It also suited the time constraints to which we were subjected. Too bad I didn’t get a chance to eat a crepe ๐Ÿ™ Those things looked so good, but my tummy wasn’t the “bottomless pit” it once was.

All in all, it was an absolutely wonderful day. The events were fantastic, and the company, of course, was superb ๐Ÿ™‚ Now that I’ve had a taste for theatre, I want to see more!! Kristin recommends Mamma Mia, so I’ll probably try and catch that before the end of summer. Then there’s the Stratford Festival, and we’re thinking of going to a show at the end of August. TOO FAR AWAY!! ๐Ÿ™ I’m sure there will be others. ๐Ÿ™‚ I think I’ll end this post with a collection of thoughts that danced in my mind throughout the day (in no particular order):

waiting
Timon and Pumbaa
wet socks
scratchy voice
umbrella wounds
weird restaurant music
wet arm
homeless dog ๐Ÿ™
greedy celebrities ๐Ÿ™
Concert for Toronto
wet legs
waiting
uncomprehendible servers
crappy public transportation
wet shoes
C.C.
buzzers
waiting
“bitchy” hostess
*in a high pitched voice* aaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIII HEEEEHEEEEEHEEEEEEE
cocoon
eavesdropping

WOW

Bible readings and more

Posted on Wednesday, May 28th, 2003

So last night, I finished the majority of Hebrews. Two little snippets were very meaningful to me. The first of these is Jesus’ words to God: “Here I am, O God, to do your will.” I repeated that out loud several times, really wondering if I meant what I was saying. I really wish that I did, but I don’t think that I did… my faith isn’t quite strong enough. In time, perhaps. The second one is this: “For God has said, ‘I will never leave you; I will never abandon you.'” Once I read this, I put the book down for a few minutes and contemplated. Have I been abandoned? Am I alone? Sometimes, I feel that way, but sometimes His presence is so overwhelming. I couldn’t help but question Him about whether or not I have been forsaken…

Sadly, this was the first book that I’ve finished in a long time… months, maybe. I really don’t have excuses; instead, I only have myself to blame. I haven’t been making time or room for God in my life; I’ve been caught up with worldly issues and I sorta pushed God off to the side. But it’s so hard not to do this, especially when those worldly issues are really pressing. My eyes, however, have been opened, and I’m starting to get on top of everything again. I’m rather shamed, though, that God did take a back seat. Kat always stresses how important it is for Him to be first, and, lately, I’ve had difficulty agreeing. While I know that she’s right, it’s hard to commit to something like that. As the old adage goes, the mind is willing, but the body is weak.

It’s really surprising how universal that adage is. How often do we find ourselves eager to do something, but, when push comes to shove, we don’t? Or how often do we say that we’ll do something and never do it? Does “I’ll try harder at school” ring a bell? It sure does for me. Do I ever try harder? Heck no! I always let myself get distracted away from schoolwork. But I really should try to render this saying obsolete for me… my mind should be willing, and so, too, should my body.

Another interesting proverb goes like this: the more your suffer the more your care. I like that one, too. There’s certainly a level of truth in it, too. It made me think of the ways I suffer and why I do it. There’s also why I let myself suffer, too. Then, there’s Jesus, who cared so much for us that He gave up His life. That’s the ultimate sacrifice, and I wonder who or what would move me enough to do something like that. I know a few people right off the bat, but I wonder how selfless I am. *ponders*

Anyhow, I’m off to read more. I’ve considered getting a devotional to read, too. A good fiction book would be great, too (hint hint, Kristin ;p). Good night and God bless.

St. Patrick is Gone! :(

Posted on Tuesday, May 27th, 2003

Patrick Roy, that extremely talented and cocky goalie, is retiring ๐Ÿ™ I’ve been following him around from Montreal to Colorado (although I still love the Habs), and it’s really sad to see him go. But, after a fabled career, achieving everything except Olympic gold, I think it was his time to bow out. I had a feeling this would be coming ever since he got his poor butt beat by Minnesota…

The news conference is at 2… I hope I won’t be too late for work! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

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