I am an absolute journal addict.
The other day I counted up how many journals/diaries/books I have and actually surprised myself (although I knew I had a few!).
Let's see. (These are just the ones I can think of off the top of my head- I quite possibly have a few more I don't really use that often that are hiding away somewhere!)
- Diary (on diary number 6, have five completed diaries)
- Prayer journal
- Lettering book (for practicing different fonts and stuff)
- Conference notes book
- Loaned book record (in which I keep track of every book of mine I loan to others - including when they are returned. So if you have a book of mine that you haven't returned yet, I know you have it. ;) )
- Bible journalling book (for illustrating verses, song lyrics, etc - have finished one and am on a second)
- Sketchbook (finished a couple of these)
- Appreciation book
- Notebook for recording sermon notes, camp guest speaker notes etc (finished a couple of these)
- Birthday present requests/ideas for presents for others book
- A camp planning diary-style book
- A past-camp-recording journal
- Poem book (in which I keep a copy of every poem I write)
- Devotion journal
- My blog, which is pretty much a journal, only, in online form, which is why it counts! ;)
= a total of fifteen or so ongoing journals and books of different sorts.
Yeah. I know. It's a lot.
I sometimes imagine people as animals. Do you ever do this?
It all started with a girl in Lydia's ballet class. I've always thought that she (for some random reason) reminds me of a rabbit. Anyway, shortly after that, I started noticing that some other people I know remind me of animals in a few quirky ways. So sometimes when I'm bored I look at the people around me and imagine them as animals.
You know, a stocky man with white hair striding purposefully down the street might remind me of a polar bear.
Or a certain type of face always makes me think of sheep, for some reason.
I came across this blog post recently. One of the things that supposedly we as humans must do is find ourselves or discover who we really are. Now I have an opinion on this topic (you may or may not have heard me expressing it before!), and I'm not going to go into it here because it would take up masses of typing and the whole rest of the post. Maybe another time. ;) But anyway, the post I linked to describes 10 dangerous places/ways to find out your identity. Sound interesting? It very much is. Do check it out. Great article.
Recently I've been enjoying puddling around with my violin, just picking out and playing a bunch of pieces I've heard before. Danella happened to have the video camera and filmed me playing the Londonderry Air (Danny Boy) which is one of my favourite pieces. So. Beautiful. (Although you might think differently after you've heard me playing it :P Hah :P The video camera makes it sound all scratchy for some reason.)
Anyway! That's more than enough from me. How are you?