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Name: Leigh
Country: United States
State: Indiana
Metro: Washington
Gender: Male


Interests: The Holy Trinity & all He dose for me, and what i can do for him. Other than that i like: people, stand up comedy, movies, most music (not country), rockclimbing, camping, conversations (the ones where i just get to listen), art, sports, video games, theology, psychology, ice cream (scoops), ping-pong, drums, love, laughter, dancing, humming (beat-boxing), worship, swimming, driving to fast, admiring God's creation (aka, girls, lol), chinese food, mexican food, italian food, good american food, computers, playing lame chinese sounding music on the piano (using only the black keys so it sound good), ramin noodles, long walks through town at night (you thought i was going to say "beach", hah), trying new things, loving life.
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Occupation: Computer related
Industry: Government


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Member Since: 1/31/2005

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Thursday, March 08, 2007

Currently Listening
Pardon Me
By Incubus
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A decade ago, I never thought I would be.

At twenty three on the verge of spontaneous combustion.
Woe-is-me

But I guess that it goes with the territory.

Anonymous landscape of never-ending calamity.

I need you to hear. I need you to see.

That I have had all I can take

And exploding seems like a definite possibility

To me



So Pardon me while I burst into flames.

I've had enough of the world, and its people's mindless games


So Pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame

Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same.



Not two days ago I was having a look in a book

And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees

I said I can relate

Cause lately I've been thinking of combustication as a welcomed
vacation from.

The burdens of the planet earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and
the perils of being in 3-D

And thinking so much differently.



So Pardon me while I burst into flames.

I've had enough of the world, and it's people's mindless games


Pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame

Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same.

Never be the same...yeah.

Pardon me while I burst into flames.

Pardon me, pardon me, pardon me.

So pardon me while I burst into flames.

I've had enough of the world, and it's people's mindless games


So pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame

Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same.

Pardon me, never be the same. Yeah


Thursday, December 28, 2006

Currently Listening
Plans
By Death Cab for Cutie
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The question is often asked, "is the glass half full or half empty". But i say, do not ask whether the glass is half full or half empty, for the answer doth not lie within the glass. The answer doth lie in what is out side of the glass. For when we determine the use for the glass, then and only then can we determine what lies within the glass.


Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Currently Listening
Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers - Greatest Hits
By Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers
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Aaahh, christmas is here. Oh joy  If you know me then you know that my fam hasn't celebrated this holiday since i was like 7 (you can ask why, but i won't get into it). But this year i have a better half that doesn't not share the same views that we do so i'm goin to have to find a medium. Thankfully she is a wonderfully understanding person and respects me and my weird ways! But i was thinking that not only do i not like this holiday because of its pagan history, and its modern commercialism. But i also dislike it cause its requires the love langauge that i do not posses: words, and giving. Give me quality time, touch, acts of serves, i'm good. But noooooooo, i have to communicate the "joy" of the holiday, and give and receive. I'm quiet for the most part, so i don't want to be vocal. And i hate trying to find gift for people, and the actual giving part. Its uncomfortable and nerve racking. So is the receiving, i don't need things... i dodn't get any joy in having things, so how am i supposed to get excited for some thing that i might not need and/or want. Sam was trying to get some info from me on what to get me. I was no help. I feel sorry for her... i'm going to be a bitch to buy for. But she found some stuff so i hope it wasn't to hard for her. And its a good thing she is easy to buy for, otherwise that would really suck, but i've already been good to go in that department for like 2 months now ;) So its all good. I just need to figure out where the medium will be down the road... yu know....

i'm going to shut up now... non of this was of any interest to you i'm sure. I just felt like blabbing... my apologies ;P


Wednesday, November 29, 2006

This is a statistic that a friend of mine who is in India posted on his blog

"If Christians had given the traditional 10 percent of their income to the churches in 2004, instead of the 2.56 percent that they actually gave, there would have been an addition $164 billion available, according to a report released in October called "The State of Church Giving through 2004." If the Churches chose to funnel just $70-80 billion of that additional income to missions and humanitarian works, the basic needs of every person on the globe would be provided."

So the world only needs our 5%, what could be done with 10%???


Monday, November 27, 2006

my abandon has carried me thus far

i will return

i have left it by the churning water

it haunts me as the sun, i am the westward traveler

i will return

the journey is lonesome, but i have progressed

this memory is priceless, but will soon be broken

i will return

the spoils of this sea will find my old master

i will return

on the pier that is no longer was my dwelling

an inland plot is my motherland

i will return

i will return to my first love

i will return



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