Below are the 3 most recent journal entries recorded in turbodown's LiveJournal:

Tuesday, September 20th, 2005
1:10 am	Because I don't lie or quit Eric Owen Smeetahuh 1. I'll respond with something random about you. You hate animals. 2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you. A lot of worship songs remind me of you, just because you play them a lot on geeetar. 3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in. Ummm, that's awkward. Clear flavorless jello, haha. 4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. Three way driving. or the pothole street 5. I'll tell you my first memory of you. IN sixth grade, you were erasing the chalkboard and you dropped the eraser and I said "Don't worry Eric, it's probably hard to hold things when you have paws for hands." I still feel bad about that. Or when we used to play the entire class in basketball. 6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of. No animal...you animal hater! 7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you. I know a lot about you, so I don't really have to wonder. Sorry. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, July 25th, 2005
9:48 pm	Jawby I finally went to the beach. I've been wanting to ever since I got my car. There's something refreshing about the spontaneity of just up and going to the beach. Contrary to the refreshing theme, I took my three little sisters (Kyla came too, but she's not contrary to the refreshing theme). No. Actually, I kinda enjoyed having my sisters there. Not necessarily because they made it more enjoyable for me, but because there are few things on earth better than seeing just joy on your little sister's face when she spots another orange starfish. It's kinda funny how little kids are. You can take 'em to the beach, you can buy them candy to snack on and pop to drink, you can play super fun games with them, and do all sorts of other amazing things for them--yet when the sun sets and you ask them if they had a good time, the response is, "Yeah. I loved seeing the starfish and eating the McDonald's." It's the same way at work. Well, more so for the first couple of weeks when we had the younger kids. We'd do all sorts of good stuff, and when their parents came to pick them up we'd hear them tell their parents, "Yeah, we played on the playground, and I went down the slide, and I swung on the swing, and went on the monkey bars..." Somehow it's the smallest things that they find the most memorable. Whatever. I think I'm gonna go to the beach again sometime soon and just spend some quality time with el Santo Biblio and Marissa. Basketball is good. I wonder if God'll have me play at Multnomah or not? I hope so. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 19th, 2005
12:48 am	Blah I'm never actually gonna write anything on this. I just want to be able to reply to my friends entries without always having to be anonymous. That's all. (2 Comments |Comment on this)