Greed:	Medium
Gluttony:	Medium
Wrath:	High
Sloth:	Low
Envy:	Medium
Lust:	Very Low
Pride:	Very High

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lust? low?! sure...
pride? high?! is that so?

Current Music: scotty doesn't know
Current Mood: amused
Current Location: mercersburg pa

"lighght"

this poem won a $2000 prize from the government in the 70s. im repeating the experiment, although i doubt my rendition shall be the object of such generosity.

Current Location: exeter pa
Current Mood: envious

gah. i miss school. badly. everytime i leave this place, i realize how truly attached i am. my room at home may be larger and my bed may be more comfortable and i may have a bathroom to myself, but i would pay a high price to be in tippetts arguing with my roomie, or in lower ford watching a pool game, or even in burgin slaving away for our dear director. i guess u could call my condition reverse homesickness... perhaps this has something to do with the fact that my father got married today. the man is alreay married! was this religious ceremony truly necessary? his deepset faith in the Holy Roman Catholic Church is one of the things i fail to unserstand abouy my father. i suppose i am happy for them, but sometimes you cannot personally share in such happiness, no matter how happy you are for someone else. my feelings for my stepmother are compicated... i love her, and her presence has brought about much good. i can accept her, but being forced to acknowledge her presence as "the wife of my father" is pushing things. i prefer to think of her as "that nice lady who hangs around my father alot". i guess i like to think that sha has always been around, that everything is normal, and this wedding is a huge reminder that thinhs are not as they always were, and that the past is nothing like the present. i guess my reverse homesickness boils down to this: i came to mercersburg to hide. going back home for an event like this is a bit like taking of my sunglasses. the more i wear them, the more sensitive my eyes become, which forces me to wear them even more, until i am effectively blinded by sunshine. the longer i stay at mercersburg, the more comfortable i become, and the more out of place i feel when i emerge from the cornfeilds. ya know, if i feel this way three months into freshman year, i can't imagine how bad i'll b by senior year. or maybe by that time i'll have found a new and better place to run to. or better yet, i won't feel the need to run.

Current Music: Corelli 12 Concerti Grossi
Current Location: Philadelphia, Pa

My Maman always had this thing about staring the New Year clean, so I just finished cleaning myself up. Not that I was terribly dirty, but a bit of water never hurt anybody. Well...I take that back. She also use to sprinkle me with Holy Water from Lourdes as a means of ensuring the ongoing protection of Saint Mary. Need I say more? Ya know, some people call her the Blessed Virgin Mary, but I was never really into that. Immaculate Conception?! Please. Imagine this: Girl: "Daddy...I have something to tell you." Dad: "What?" Girl: "I'm pregnant..." Dad: "WHAT! You've been having SEX!!!???" Girl: "No, Daddy. You don't understand. I had a religious experience." Uhu. Immaculate Conception. (I wonder how my father would respond to that explanation?) Sometimes I am truly curious as to how I survived nine years of Catholic school. But back on the subject of the New Year. I use to do that New Years resolution thang. Yeah...I have yet to become the sugar free, organized and responsible person I was aiming for. Maybe by 2010 or something... I guess my mother believed that starting the New Year clean and holy would usher in a clean and holy year. I started out 2007 sprawled out on a couch with a Coke and Apple Cider stained shirt and a stomach ache from excessive brownie consumption. Not such a bad pace to have set for the next 365 days. ;)

Current Location: Reading, Pennsylvania
Current Music: some shitty soundtrack in the background

There really is nothing better than a good dose of Klezmer, especially during the Christmas season. What better way to express my deep set distaste for Christianity? One of the only worthwhile things Christianity contributed to Western society is Gregorian Chants. Then again, as much as I enjoy turning conventional tunes into Gregorian Chants *she taketh my money when I am in need* the opera version of Rammstein that my father got me was...a bit much. I have a feeling "Mein Hertz Brent" was not meant to be played with a Symphonie Orchestra. There really is some funny music out there... I watched that endless video called "Out of the Closet" or something by R Kelly today. I have a feeling his 12 Chapter story about cheating spouses, gay pastors and crooked cops was not meant to be funny, but I have rarely extracted so much enjoyment from a music video.

Current Music: Herb Albert and the Tiuana Brass
Current Location: Philadelphia, Pa