Jump.

Looking into VW vans, and what did I find? Something freakin' awesome is all!

I'm trying to figure out whether the camperized ones have back seatbelts/can you get them..

'cause VW vans rock.

God bless.
Sari.

Stand.

I forgot to add; I was cheering Piro on in today's Megatokyo comic. He stood up for himself, and in the story, that's not been something that's easy for him to do.

It'll be interesting to find out what happens. I think it'll work out for the better, but sometimes you just never know.

Beautifully created strip, though. Art and expressions are superb.

God bless, my friends.


..may you always stand.

Bananas.

So here's something I've been saving for a while. I was laughing my head off at it. :)
An Athiest's Nightmare.
Enjoy.

Stayed up really late the last couple of nights. It feels weird after going to bed so early (early for me, anyway) for about a week. It also tires the heck out of me. It almost seems inevitable that one day I'll die from lack of sleep. Probably not, but some days it seems like it.

Been having some fun times lately! At Camp Imadene last week Adam, Justin and I played so many games that we (or at least Adam and I) could barely move afterwards. :) I didn't know I could enjoy floor hockey that much. I've always liked soccer, but barely played floor hockey. I didn't do half badly, either (and I don't usually say that about myself and sports), for the amount that I've played floor hockey and soccer, anyway...
We played, and played hard. First game probably went about 2 hours, and it was intense, the teams were so evenly matched. Our team won, though. :) Soccer was awesome, too. It seemed like the team favour was tipped more to our opponent's side, but perhaps not, because the team I was on won again.
Climbing Mt Mesachie was tempting, but my legs were killing me, and I had no water bottle. And it was pretty much the lack of water bottle that turned me off. (when your legs are aching that much, it doesn't seem like you could do much to make them worse, heh).

Went out to see (and ride on) the model trains yesterday, which were typically very cool. :) After that I finally (FINALLY FINALLY) saw Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children. It's awesome, seriously. Why oh why didn't they put it in theatres?!
Ah well. Then Justin, Adam and I played video games at Justin's... I came in second once on Smash Bros Melee. If you ever feel like not coming in last -- just get me to play with you. I'm very good at being in that spot. :D

Anyhow. I'm off. Reading. A horror novel, actually. Not my usual fare, but I've read just about everything else by this author... and it's mostly not horror. And she's good, dangit.

God bless.
Sari.

Words.

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.

--Paul Simon

How else would you start a blog entitled "Written on the Subway Walls"?

*dips head* I do have another blog (multi blogging -- does that make me even more of a nerd?), but that one, I realized had strayed so far from the original purpose, that I was ashamed.
There have been so many complaining, stupid posts, and not enough uplifting, wise.. challenging posts. Thus, I want to bring it back as a place for thought and worship, and leave the extra fun/favorites/ranting/everyday stuff to this blog. My daily mark.
I originally thought of transferring every post on Challenge that fit the description of this blog rather than that over, but first, it was a daunting task; and second, I know there's hardly boatloads, but I think there's at least one or two links back to specific posts, and that would change the address.. hardly nice. Besides, truth is truth. They were posted there, there they shall stay.

I know I always say this, but new layout forthcoming. Although I do rather like this one... :) The irony of recently saying I didn't like white on black is not lost on me, however I have altered the text colour...

ah. Rambling. Time to shut down.

Guten nacht und Gott segnet dich