A question for you all: Is God all powerful? If God was so inclined, could God make a boulder so heavy that even he, God could not lift? Yes, or no? If your answer is yes, then God's power is not infinite, because even he cannot lift it. If your answer is no, then God's power is still not infinite, because he could not create the boulder. Sounds like you're damned if you do, or damned if you don't....welcome to my world, everyone.
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-In order to make people look at one another more, the government has allowed each person one hundred and sixty-six words a day.
-I answer the phone without saying hello, and point to chicken noodle soup at restruants. I am adjusting well to the new way.
-One night, I called my long distance lover on the phone. I had only used fifty-seven words that day and had saved the rest for him. And when he picked up and didn't say anything, I realized he'd used up all the days alotted words.
-So I just softly said, "I love you." thirty-six and a half times, and then we just sat and listened to each other breathe.
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Hi, I'm Samantha. I like music, strawberry daquiris, snow, soccer, horseback riding, frozen cokes, tacos, tee shirts, boys who kiss boys, Christmas time, being loved, and cinnamon-sugar roasted pecans. Among other things.
I like LJ friends and am not choosey about adding people. At the moment I'm not the most avid friends page reader. I will be when I get my new journal up and running and filter through things, but not now. So at the moment I don't really expect comments, but when I start leaving them on your lj, the occasional one here would be nice. When I do read, I comment. I don't like it when people tLk LyKe DiS BeCuZ iT's kEwL...I don't like people who add me just to make their friends list bigger. I don't like people who think they're better than everyone else. If you're racist, homophobic, or sexist, you're out. I'm opionated. I can be bitchy, and I make bitchy rants on occasion. I get sad just like the rest of the world and if I make a sad-sounding entry, don't call me melodramatic. All in all, I really don't mind who reads my journal. Just accept me for who I am. Fini.