As the Timbit Rolls: A daytime-melopsychotic-digitally-rearranged-underly-rated Canadian Soap Opera

(This episode of As The Timbit Rolls is taped by a live studio audience)

Narrator: On our last episode we were left wondering what would become of the happy couple. They were standing at a fork in the road...."Props! Would you get that utensil out of the walkway?!" ... Back to the story... the girl was faced with a choice... She liked the Tim Bits and coffee, but the lure of McDonald's salty fries and smooth ice cream was almost too much! And now we return to the story:

This is the Story of a G....Boy:
"Sweetie Pumpkin, we've been through so much together in the past two days. if you truly loved me, you'd go to McDonalds with me." the boy said with his voice shaking and tears welling in his olive colored eyes. How could she refuse, he thought, why would she refuse... do I smell funny... what if say says no?! The questions poured though his mind. Just as he was ready to burst a blood vessel in his forehead, she calmly put her hand on his and said, "Boo-boo snoocie boochie face, I would love to go to McDonald's with you... but I've never been there with a boy... alone."
Oh it was love! (narrator interjection: WAIT A SECOND! HOLD THE SCRIPT! Love?... in two days??! And the so story continues) They embraced for what seemed to be an enternity...consisting of two seconds. Maybe their warm feelings were love, or maybe it was the coffee dumped in his lap. Whatever the case, it did not matter. He was content to stare into her cesspool green ocular sphere.
They enjoyed their final lightly sugar glazed Timbit by splitting it in half and daintily feeding it to the other. With everything going so well, what could ever go wrong?

Material Girl...
She smiled sweetly....I mean come on, she has sugar all over her face from the Timbits. The night had been quite enjoyable and full of excitement. She had never made a commitment so deep as she had that night. Though she thought of the possible repercussions, she could not look back now; she was committed. "It's only McDonalds." she thought to herself, "It isn't like we're hanging out in the "fishbowl" or Couple's Center.....Student Center..too often. There was that still small voice in the back of her head to run.
She had never been in a relationship so serious or focussed before. It was what excited her the most about this one. Finally, she had found a boy who was looking towards the future and actually at college. This was also the same thing that struck fear deep within her heart. Was the relationship going too fast?
It was day three into their blooming romance when they made that fateful trip. It was in the evening time and the stars twinkled with excitement and the moon smiled on the ironically starlit couple. She felt unsure of her decision. She cared for him and he poured so many wonderful things at her feet and showered her with gifts, so she couldn?t break up with him.
Just then, he release a potently gaseous cloud from his mouth. "How can this be?!" she thought. She was so frustrated the she didn't say a thing. She could tell that he knew something was wrong....but she never voiced her secret thoughts.

A day with the VONs:

So here I am today, sitting in a florescent orange chain waiting for the long await vaccines. This day is quiet the blessing to me, as I told you all in my last blog. More good news on that is that I won't have to get all of the shots! I am very blessed by that.

We spent the last hour listening to all the precautions and such that we need to know about going over to India. During this time, the nurse was telling us about the ingredients of some of the immunizations. There are animal products in some of them! I'm not talking just animal parts, but there is beef and eggs in some of them.

This brings to mind a question... what if you're a "hardcore - straight edge" vegan? Can you with a clear conscience, consider your convictions receive these shots? If my understand of a vegan is right, then the answer is no. However, something is telling me that if your brain is swelling and ready to explode from Japanese Encephalitis, you'll wished you would have taken that shot, even if you're getting a clean shot of steak and eggs. Might be good for you.

As for right now, I'm waiting for the shots. Mike is in right now, so Duane ("Marshall"), Dave, Joel, and I are sitting waiting....Ok scratch that... Mike just came out and Marsh went in. I'm anticipating it now. AH I hate needle! We'll see what happens anyways.

The Aftermath:

I feel funny.... tired.... sore.... my arms are heavy. When I was in the office, the nurse asked if I had any history of medical depression or psychosis....I asked if eccentric counted... she wasn't sure. Anywho...the arms are sore... and I just woke up.... I feel funny.

What?s That?

Responsibility. Maybe you've heard the song by MxPx, maybe not. This week has brought forth into my sight how much responsibility that I have. I think the I have on my to do list:

- Read 1 and 2 Kings and 1 and 2 Chronicles in two different versions AND write a collateral report on it (Complete)
- Read first three chapters of Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis and write a collateral report (complete)
- Read 3 books on evangelism, write 2 collateral reports, and a 1500 word reflection paper on it (current project)
- Formulate my philosophy of youth ministry and summarize it in 1500 - 2000 words (complete)
- Read first chapter of "New Directions in Youth Ministry" (Failed...didn't know about the assignment)
- Prepare a sermon for the Jr. Youth meeting on Wednesday night (current project)
- Go to classes 16 hours a week (in the works)
- Work 14 hours this week in the library (in the works)
- Meet with Pastor John Symonds for preregistration (Complete)
- Go to Saint John for immunizations for India trip (Thursday)
- Meet at least 1 hour with the India team (Complete and in the works)
- etc.

This list is JUST one weeks worth of events, not to mention the unexpected visit of Sarin and all of the daily necessities (God Time, eat, sleep, bathroom stuff...). I know that the trick is to choose the battles that you fight. That is what I am doing! With great sweat, tears, blood, gnashing of teeth, prayer, petition, fasting, and other random exertions, I was able to write my philosophy paper....one of this week's major projects. Now the trick is to get the rest done.

A Side Note of Unexpected Jubilation:

I know that this is going to the complete flip-side of the other side of my rant. One specific item on my list is a blessing to me: Point #10: "Go to Saint John for immunizations for India Trip" have been brought to you by the letters: G,O,D, ,P,R,O,V,I,D,E,S! I have been at the end of myself for money for these shots. Yesterday, after our team meeting, Mike MacNeil, our fearless leader, came in with an envelop and says: "Here is the money for your shots. It just came and and it expressed that I rush this to you. I don?t know...it's from some guy from Tennessee." Tennessee.... Tenessee... who do I know from Tenessee?

Randi.

Through a random series of events, I met a super-awesome, Jesus-loving, Missions-minded chick from Tennessee when I went to Virginia to visit my brother and go to the Warped Tour concerts. During the day, Ginny, one of John's friends, mentions that I'm planning to go to India. At this point, Randi says, "You're going to India? I've gone there with YWAM!" So, we spent the day hanging out and stuff. At the end of the day, I got her e-mail addy and have kept into contact with her.

Since that time, she has been a huge encouragement to me in preparing for this trip. This current event is just another form of God's blessing through preparation. I have learned so much from the preparation, about faith and relying on God to being satisfied in whatever He has for me. Randi... if you're reading this, thank you for listening to God's leading and for being an encouragement to me.

An even more unexpected side note:

So I get back from Models of Youth class and Rader tells me that I got a phone call a few minutes ago. So I look on our message board and I see "D-man, Kirk called....". So what did I do this time? Well, I figured instead of calling him, I could just run over to his office. So I walk in the office and he says "Wow, Mr. Jonny on the spot... glad you came over." And like Uncle Sam, he leans over the table and points his figure, "I want you......to run for Student Council." Turns out that he wants me to be Vice President. Then he pops the question, "Are you at all interested in this?" I smirk and say "Yeah.... I'd be up for that." So as I get brought before whatever commitee that desides these things and I can start my campaign Friday...."Vote for Damien....he'll help make Kirk's Iron Fist seem more like a gentle breeze..." .... or not

Suprise!

WOW!!! Sorry I haven't blogged, people... but a truly amazing thing transpired in the last couple of days... my long lost friend from last year came for a visit! Yes, that is right... Sarin came to visit!(Monkeez, Sarin, Stik Monkeez) Wooh! Man, I missed her so much. You know how you never really think about things a whole lot until they come back into your focus? That was sorta how this one happened. It's not like I never thought about her.... who could forget her...think a strange mix of punk/hippie/poet/artist/etc.... wrap it up into one package and ladies and gentleman, you have Sarin. Anyways, I didn't realize how much I missed her until I found out she was coming. Then I was freaking right out for the 5 minutes between the time I found out and the time she arrived. She had hair! LOL! I know it sounds funny, but the last time I saw Sarin it was short and blonde... now it is long and black with two red-lites on either side... still screams "Sarin!" as always.

Anywho, I know I'm going on and on about her.... so know this... Sarin is just my friend... we have a very clear understanding about that. She is one of the only girls that I consider a sister (other than Christianne...cuz she's kinda stuck being my sister....ya know, being a Gula and all... and Joy, who happens to be a very close friend of the female gender). We've shared a lot together... good times and bad. I've had many a yelling battle with her over issues....many cuz I thought she was acting stupid...and she has lovely understood where I've come from on my crappy days.

Anyways, so in my last couple of days, I've spent much time hangin with her and chattin it up. Hope things go well for her... if you could all remember... send a prayer up for her... she doesn't deal with change well and is about to go through a lot...And Sar...if you're reading this...much love sis....may the Stik Monkee live on!