stars and toahs and cab rides?
the orange refuge that is my bed.
so im listening to this band right? and they're called stars. and they are marvelously peculiar and canadian and there is a girl and a guy that sing and this girl is crazy and interesting and unusual. and her voice is super nice. why stars you ask? well
Last weekend adam and I got in a car and we drove to providence. And it was rainy out. There was an impetuous salvation army stop on the way and a dinner in a pub with interesting intellectual looking folk. Good conversation. As usual.
I drank coffee.
and then a death cab show. they were great. as expected. we had a nice spot on some stairs that i guarded like it was my job. no rhode islanders were moving this californian or intruding on her dancing spot. except maybe the guy that got lost on his way to the gym and ended up getting down like he was at a high school break dancing contest.
he made me smile.
so did stars. they are making me smile now too.
so did transatlanticism. lupos will see us again soon. they had nice pictures on the wall.
someone referred to me as A Mertens girlfriend. we corrected, as usual.
no
the answer is no
im just his crazy monotheist friend. and that is all.
God is nice. i dont entirely understand Him. clearly. but, He makes me real peaceful in the midst of all these things that arnt all that important...
Trees are real nice.. in my ed classes they tell us that praise should be specific...
God. Good job on those trees. They are basically captivating.
this weekend we hung out. (me and the Maker of those trees I was talking about)
went to toah-nipi with a few kids. by a lake, in a crevice for a bed, with my melin and kel and i hesitated bc it was halloween and there were parties to be dressed up for.
"the hope of the godless passes away." (in this Good book i read once)
my hopes pass away often. like, really often. But not God. Hes always the same. everything changes. me, what i think about this, and this, and this,
but not God.
my feet happened to be on top of my Bible while I was in some random position.... probably during mafia. :)....
and i decided it would be a good picture. not at all disgraceful, although some would think the whole feet-on-Bible thing might offend Him.
my foundation. that on which i stand.
i dont understand what it means to be Christian. in fact, i am sure that i dont want what most people say it is...
but Jesus is satisfaction in a way I wish I could articulate.... and understand
maybe one day ill be able to write by slant and circuit. like emily d. herself
so im listening to this band right? and they're called stars. and they are marvelously peculiar and canadian and there is a girl and a guy that sing and this girl is crazy and interesting and unusual. and her voice is super nice. why stars you ask? well
Last weekend adam and I got in a car and we drove to providence. And it was rainy out. There was an impetuous salvation army stop on the way and a dinner in a pub with interesting intellectual looking folk. Good conversation. As usual.
I drank coffee.
and then a death cab show. they were great. as expected. we had a nice spot on some stairs that i guarded like it was my job. no rhode islanders were moving this californian or intruding on her dancing spot. except maybe the guy that got lost on his way to the gym and ended up getting down like he was at a high school break dancing contest.
he made me smile.
so did stars. they are making me smile now too.
so did transatlanticism. lupos will see us again soon. they had nice pictures on the wall.
someone referred to me as A Mertens girlfriend. we corrected, as usual.
no
the answer is no
im just his crazy monotheist friend. and that is all.
God is nice. i dont entirely understand Him. clearly. but, He makes me real peaceful in the midst of all these things that arnt all that important...
Trees are real nice.. in my ed classes they tell us that praise should be specific...
God. Good job on those trees. They are basically captivating.
this weekend we hung out. (me and the Maker of those trees I was talking about)
went to toah-nipi with a few kids. by a lake, in a crevice for a bed, with my melin and kel and i hesitated bc it was halloween and there were parties to be dressed up for.
"the hope of the godless passes away." (in this Good book i read once)
my hopes pass away often. like, really often. But not God. Hes always the same. everything changes. me, what i think about this, and this, and this,
but not God.
my feet happened to be on top of my Bible while I was in some random position.... probably during mafia. :)....
and i decided it would be a good picture. not at all disgraceful, although some would think the whole feet-on-Bible thing might offend Him.
my foundation. that on which i stand.
i dont understand what it means to be Christian. in fact, i am sure that i dont want what most people say it is...
but Jesus is satisfaction in a way I wish I could articulate.... and understand
maybe one day ill be able to write by slant and circuit. like emily d. herself
posted by bethanneclements at 10:43 PM
3 Comments:
Hey girl, how are ya doin? This is Greer Cunningham! I was doing my usual obssesive compulsive away message checking and saw the link for your bloggy thing. hee hee, so i read through, and its nice to know you are out there doing well! :o) Anyway, just wanted to let you know I was thinkin of ya, and maybe I will talk to you soon! Peace, Love, and Sunshine.
Ok, mild frustration. Ever have those moments where you type something and then when you go to send it it gets deleted because computer/internet can be retarded at times?
It was one of those moments when I posted a comment a few seconds ago. It was thoughtful. Well, Ryan's comment revised:
I'm saying hi because I miss Beth. Unfortunately you had to miss the reunion, but that is ok because I promised to come to UConn anyways. I'm expecting next semester-ish.
Just wanted to tell you that you are definately one of the most interesting people I know Beth. You and your random, loving, deep, geniune, most-do-somthing-exciting self. Don't change that about yourself. I'll catch you later gator.
Keep me posted with your blogs, and I'll try to give you a ring ever-so-often. Somewhere between the "Hey we just talked" and the "man, it's been ages since we talked." It's a gray area really.
If you like Stars, you should check out another great Canadan band called "broken social scene". Its a mosaic of bands all put together in one. In short, the girl singer in stars is also a member of Broken Social Scene.
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