always love, hate will get you everytime

well i guess i can't call it "redheaded" rantings anymore. oh well. so last weekend one night i went to find my keys and couldn't find them anywhere. i remembered looking at them before going for a walk with Jen and i couldn't remember for the life of me if i took them with or not. if i had, they would have to have been left at the skatepark. i thought there was no way i would've left them there, but me and Eric went to look after picking up some red bulls. whaddaya know but they were sitting on the boulevard. at like 11:30 at night. and there were scary boys playing hacky sack right next to them! so i ran out and grabbed them meanwhile eric laughed pretty hard. good times. just though i should share the story.

that was a good one

so far this summer i've worn long sleeves too many times. my poor inflatable pool is sitting in my garage, and my new bathing suit has hardly been worn. *pout*
in other news, we got a puppy! Her/His (debatable issue) name is Sundae, and she's a Chihuahua/Terrier cross and is eight weeks old. She mostly likes to bite things and wiggle her tiny body all over you. Annnnnd sometimes keep us up at night. hmmm. but i think you will like her.

i don't know why i was thinking about secrets, but i was. i figure that secrets come from satan. beCUUUUUUUUUUUZ when Adam and Eve were in Eden, they didn't have any secrets, they were just kind of open for everyone/thing to see. then this idiot snake comes along and persuades them to disobey God and all of a sudden we've got secrets and hiding things. It seems that God decided that once we started hiding things from him/each other, we'd have to start wearing clothes, which (to me) proves how very interesting God is. it's almost humorous. Adam/Eve were ashamed that they had disobeyed, so they hid it from God - We're ashamed of our naked bodies, so we hide them with clothes. and THEN we could go in the direction of marriage and how you end up feeling completely comfortable being naked with each other, which in some fashion resembles the ideal relationship with God, being completely comfortable being "naked" with Him, not hiding anything. so hey, get naked before God.

whoa, sometimes i worry about myself.

math honours

I have just discovered that I don't trust machines. I created an excel program to do some calculations for me that I usually do manually with a calculator. So i plugged in all the numbers, sat back and thought "i should probably double check this". So i did it all myself anyways. Brilliant.