The newest and latest news is how irritated I am with Blogspot for making everything on their homepage an oval.
That aside, Mr. Online Journal Entity, a lot has happened since we last spoke. It became official that Amanda and I are moving to Longview. I was called into the music ministry at Providence. And we found an apartment. The fun really never stops.
I don't like to pack.
The airport is a prison since they've taken away the abilities to go to the gate without a ticket. There were good old days --before we dropped our liberties for security-- where you could mingle and people watch those getting on and off the plane, hugging loved ones. And at DFW, there are restaurants and such on the other side, too. Now, separating you from life as you know it, is a big glass wall. That's right, glass. And that's just mean. I can see in. I see all the people having a good time. You know how it says in the Bible that in Hell you can see Heaven but the people in Heaven can't see into Hell? That's what this was like. Look at them. Eating at their Chili's Too and talking amongst each other. HEY! I'M OVER HERE! I'm waiting for a flight that's 2 hours late, and these people are having margaritas. All I have is a Sierra Mist and a snack machine that charges 90 cents for some chips. I live 5 minutes away, and I can't even go home because of how much it's costing me to park.
Damned terrorists.
It was good to see Matt, though, and he was the whole reason I was at the airport. When you live with someone and then move to a different town as them, you kinda miss the conversation.