Hurm... This is my blog, I am writing in it there for it is. Wow I all smarts and things. HAHAHA no. More like close to insanity. Sometimes everything makes sense, the rest of the time it makes quarters. NO well I haven't written in da bloging device for sometime, so i thought it was time again to bore those who still bother to read it with yet another rambling of incoherent thoughts. Its amazing if you go back and read your own posts you find them intresting but if others do they find them increasingly boring and worth little to read.
Anyway on to more intresting things, at least to me. My faith has increased ten fold, it feels like, in the past couple of weeks. But I being a very doubting person, and skeptical about so many things I often without even trying have thoughts pop up in my mind that would make a blaphsemer gasp for breath. (maybe) Oh yeah if you have complaints about my spelling and grammer within the bloging device's substance, please reffer to the earlest blog entries. *insert rehtorical question here* You know blogs are not really journals? Cause like when ppl write in them they can't really write anything they want because other ppl read them, but since no on reads mine it could be one. However on the off chance that someone i does know happens to read it, i leave things out. But i do like to ramble and include random sentances to if not to entertain other then to entertain myself. On the premece that no one reads this blog i will insert at this moment something more personal then I really want others to know. (Other than my dad, and mike who are close enought that i don't mind sharing) My heart longs for a relationship of spriitual intamacy with a woman. But my first thought is that until I am satisfied by God's love alone I would not be prepared for such a relationship. But my heart seems to have a mind of its own, or in more realistic terms a spirit of its own. Does that mean my Heart is God's? I hope so. And if it so happens, because I am not saying it has, when I meet the Woman that sees my heart for what is in it and longs to share in that with me for life I hope I have the courage to step forward and be an honest open caring person, not hidden behind the calousness which is my shell. Maybe it is a thing that is impossible in this life. But when i like ppl i tend to be different around them, so as to please them... I also hope that I can see through their shell and that they will let my be close to them. Heh, It just occured to me that another precaution I could undertake to ward off ppl who might actually read this blogariffic post would be to make it exremely long and intimidaiting with its horrible and gosh aweful spelling and grammer and run on sentances. I would hate to have to diagram my post if I were in an english class. Oh yeah one more of many things I don't want to inffer anything to any possible readers that would perhapes put them off from me or make them feel uncomfortable or obligated to me in anyway, even though I doubt it will happen, so *bright flash of light and a loud clap* Who are you? What are you reading? YOu don't remember? Oh thats too bad. You should go about your daliy bussiness and forget this blog exists....*waves hands in an errie fassion giveing everyone the creeps including himself and suddenly realizes he has be putting these star asstric inserts everywhere, which really is probly pretty stupid* Ridicule is my weapon considering I am a physical pansy...
In short, It felt really good to ramble and let words fly from my mind Fly you FOOLS. :) Man I love books and movies and how you seem to melt into them and forget reality. I can't wait for the next Harry Potter Book I will read it at least three times within a month of the time it comes out.

Peace, Love, and Fantasy books,
Craig The GUY Who Feels Much Better Now