tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-154296072011-11-24T00:01:19.359-05:00I'm a Christian gay woman trying to figure out what that means for how I live my life. Thought I'd document my thoughts.JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.comBlogger1461100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-44136472660060632642010-01-26T07:57:00.001-05:002010-01-26T07:58:59.475-05:00

AAARRRGGGHHH!Okay, so I now want to go back in time and stop myself from ever having come out to my dad. And I’m sorry to anyone reading this because this blog has (for now) turned into the place I go to to vent about the aftermath. I’m writing this in the few minutes I have before work, and it is mostly venting so beware… rambling, incoherent post ahead…First things first, I spoke to my dad

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-37598015120043945862010-01-19T21:12:00.002-05:002010-01-19T21:20:12.952-05:00

Okay, it’s just getting bloody ridiculous now. Apparently, my dad has now told my mother about the ‘gay conference’ I went to (when I corrected my mother on that one – “It was a gay CHRISTIAN conference…” her response was “What’s a gay Christian conference? How does that work?”). He just can’t seem to help himself when it comes to telling her stuff. And the thing is, I hadn’t even told him

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-73429099591198959342010-01-15T17:35:00.001-05:002010-01-15T17:37:52.198-05:00

Well, I just had the follow up conversation with my mother – hung up the phone about 2 minutes ago. So this isn’t going to be a well thought out post, I’m just going to sort of summarize the conversation.First of all, apparently my dad doesn’t think I’m “really” gay, he thinks I’ve somehow talked myself into it… which is an odd thing to say, honestly. I’m not entirely sure where that comes from

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-10028427437059196442010-01-14T23:25:00.002-05:002010-01-14T23:28:09.959-05:00

Well… crap.So, I wanted to believe that my sisters were right and that if I asked Dad not to talk to mom about me being gay that he wouldn’t… but if I’m honest, I really didn’t believe it. They may have grown up with Dad and know him better than I do in many ways, but when it comes to my mother, I can pretty much predict what he’s going to do. I’m not exactly sure how much he told her – like if

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-73278408529545712592010-01-01T19:09:00.001-05:002010-01-01T19:09:45.028-05:00

Well, I’m in the airport in Philly, waiting for my flight to Ottawa. I had a wonderful time in Bermuda… spending time with my sisters, my dad, and my Bermuda family. I’m a little sad right now, but it is an expected sort of sadness, I miss them, that’s all. So, I thought I’d use my 4 hour layover to update on my recent blog posts… man, I’ve posted a lot recently. What’s up with that? Sadly,

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-33277615755851656092009-12-29T05:23:00.000-05:002009-12-29T05:24:04.980-05:00

So, I had a ‘sister-bonding’ day today… it was awesome. At least I think so. I think my youngest sister might have been bored after a while, which I suppose is understandable. I mean, I was delighted with the ‘let’s just sit around and talk for 6 or 7 hours’ plans we had, but she is 17 and so I can understand how she might have gotten a bit bored with the fact that we didn’t ‘do’ anything.

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-56426365576221769052009-12-24T23:32:00.001-05:002009-12-24T23:34:58.768-05:00

So, I’m in Bermuda for Christmas, and of course, it is beyond wonderful to see my sisters again. It always amazes me how we can just sort of pick up where we left off. There is no loss of love… but there is loss of time. As much as we are immediately comfortable with each other, there is some sadness in me in the moments I realize how little I know them, or when they are so excited to know

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-3273360261429917772009-11-22T00:21:00.004-05:002009-11-22T00:39:04.365-05:00

I occasionally think about this blog… languishing in cybernetic oblivion. Thoughts wander through my head that make me think “That would make a good blog post”, but then, of course, I never sit down to write them out. Every once and a while I’m surprised by a comment that arrives in my inbox – people are still reading! And I just took a gander at my Statcounter page, and well… the ticker goes

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-24031177929926749092009-04-29T22:51:00.002-04:002009-04-29T22:56:09.470-04:00

So, I got quite an email from my mother this morning… in it she explained that Satan has ‘attacked my sexuality’ and that often he attacks us in the ‘areas of our anointing’ (so, my sexuality is anointed, I guess…). She went on to illustrate this point by pointing out my love of children, sensitivity, poetry, and ‘love of Laura Ashley clothing as a child’ (which… not true. I have never like

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-88452143398801499132009-04-21T17:20:00.002-04:002009-04-21T17:27:56.702-04:00

So… I am writing this during the last day of my mom’s visit (Easter Monday), during practically my only time alone I’ve had this long weekend. Seriously – aside from the shower, and sleep – it has been literally every waking moment with my mother this past 4 days and it is exhausting. Well, there was the 5 minutes after a minor fight yesterday when she said she was going for a walk – which

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-39563804537149314152009-04-06T21:56:00.000-04:002009-04-06T21:57:24.778-04:00

So, I don’t really have much to say right now. Honestly, my life is so very dull… very full, but not full of things that I think would be interesting for you to hear about. My job continues to go well, which is nice. Having a job you actually look forward to is a real rarity, I think, so I try not to take that for granted. The kids are a constant source of joy (and occasional frustration… and

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-31588202858411895252009-02-17T07:18:00.004-05:002009-02-17T11:44:39.955-05:00

So, I’m sick. I’ve got this stupid sinus thing going on, which means I can’t breath through my nose, which has the lovely side-effect of making it impossible for me to sleep for more than 4 hours (the length of time any given drugs I take will last). So I’m up right now, waiting for my drugs (Advil Cold and Sinus) to kick in to I can go back to bed. Thought I’d make that time productive and

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-34042790249509011202009-02-15T22:55:00.001-05:002009-02-15T22:57:47.143-05:00

I was recently reminded by a good friend that I haven’t blogged in a while. I didn’t even debrief after the GCN conference (which was awesome, by the way…). But as I’ve said in pretty much every one of my more recent blog posts, my life has become rather full. Working with preschoolers full time, fun as it may be, kind of takes it out of you, you know? But I still have thoughts… I just haven’

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-83240829696150602122008-11-30T14:06:00.001-05:002008-11-30T14:09:16.867-05:00

Once again, it’s been a while. But I’ve had a good week so I thought I’d tell you about it. It began on Saturday (last Saturday) when I went to this weird sort of conference thing on very little sleep and because of that was unable to conform to normal socially acceptable behaviour… by which I mean that there was a very attractive girl there that I couldn’t seem to stop myself from staring at.

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-70870988644211727502008-10-29T21:47:00.002-04:002008-10-29T21:53:54.701-04:00

It turns out that having a full time job, going to the gym 3 times a week and taking guitar lessons means I don’t blog very much. Sorry. So… I’ll fill you in on my life a bit now.Work: I love my job. It’s exhausting, and occasionally emotionally draining, but so incredibly rewarding… and fun. Aside from some minor personality issues with my coworkers, and the relatively low pay, it’s

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-42898242621404638132008-10-14T11:37:00.003-04:002008-10-14T11:40:39.332-04:00

It may not feel as important as the American election, but it's election day in Canada today and it is important, so if you are Canadian and you are reading this... go vote. And if you are American and reading this well... go and vote in, like a month from now or whenever your election is. And if you're from somewhere else, well, vote when you can. I just voted in my pajamas... the voting

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-65372583106067566382008-09-24T15:05:00.002-04:002008-09-24T15:24:26.522-04:00

That has got to be the worst title I've used yet... Oh well. My life goes on, and it's been full and busy and I do have blog thoughts to share, but my mom is coming to visit tomorrow so my thoughts are to preparing for her arrival. "If that's so," you ask, "then why are you blogging?" Good question.I'm procrastinating. And in procrastinating, I found this on Quasifictional, so I thought I'd play

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-50371682850983769062008-09-10T20:28:00.001-04:002008-09-10T20:32:06.605-04:00

In celebration of the world not ending today, I thought I’d post some happy things… starting with this video of Ellen’s wedding footage which makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.In other lesbian wedding news, one of my best friends (and only remaining friend from high school) who has been with her girlfriend for at least 8 years is finally getting married. I have been waiting for this

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-89860325104772081182008-08-21T22:19:00.008-04:002008-08-22T05:28:53.525-04:00

I don’t know about you, but I’ve been watching the Olympics like a junkie. I don’t normally care at all about sports, but for some reason I really get into the Olympics. I find it much easier to care about for national teams than for sports franchises, and even easier to care about individual athletes than for teams. I find myself deeply caring about these people I didn’t know existed 2 weeks

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-24408441035296047582008-08-18T20:49:00.001-04:002008-08-18T20:52:39.456-04:00

I was trying to figure out a way to tell this story without making the title of the movie involved obvious, but I can’t figure out how to do it so… yeah, I saw Mamma Mia the other night with a friend, and something happened that bothered me and I just wanted to get it off my chest. My issue is that people who know me and read this would immediately be able to tell who this story is about, but

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-69628299447287309162008-08-14T22:08:00.008-04:002008-08-14T23:48:16.851-04:00

So, what can I tell you… a lot has happened since my last post. I’ve been to Bermuda and back, I’ve gotten a job, I’ve come out to my sisters… all good things. So, where shall I begin?I’ll begin with Bermuda. That is where I was born, and where most of my family, including my two sisters and my father, are. I hadn’t been back there in about 5 years. And I hadn’t seen my sisters in 6 years (

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-78140681864046376062008-07-24T21:23:00.002-04:002008-07-24T21:27:38.659-04:00

So, my life may be about to change quite a bit… or rather, to not change. “The heck ya mean?” you say… well, I had planned to be heading back to Korea at the end of the summer, but events have transpired that will likely result in me taking on a full time position at the preschool where I’ve been supply teaching. Oh, I still plan to go overseas at some point, but should this job pan out (and it

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-6139427145398435462008-07-15T08:12:00.006-04:002008-08-23T10:49:32.565-04:00

Just a little something I stumbled upon today while going through my google reader that brought a huge grin to my face. I do love Feist. And Sesame Street.Part of me now wants to be famous just so I can guest spot on Sesame Street. I mean, she holds hands with Telly! ...I'm so jealous!Hat Tip to Dorothy Surrenders.

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-44745262843405104412008-07-06T22:59:00.002-04:002008-07-06T23:02:41.335-04:00

I want to write a post but I really don’t feel like bothering to write it well or attempt to make it interesting at all. And seeing as how this is my blog, I think I’ll do just that. Tonight I went to a Eucharist for gay Christians in Ottawa held by an organization called Integrity. It was held in a small Anglican church on a street I didn’t know existed until today. It was nice, very

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-56017036589742095622008-06-26T21:18:00.001-04:002008-06-26T21:19:50.883-04:00

If you’ve been following along, (which I doubt), you are no doubt wondering if I went to the affirming church last Sunday, and if so, how it went… but to be honest, I don’t feel like talking about that right now. I’ll talk about that later, maybe… for now I’ll just say it was rather uneventful, and move on to what’s really on my mind.The Psalms really comfort me. I’m sure I’m not the only one.

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-35881854048307147952008-06-17T22:58:00.003-04:002008-06-17T23:27:00.518-04:00

I hate Walmart. It’s just so big, and full of people and stuff. I mean, seriously, why is there so much stuff? I went because I was looking for something specific that I couldn’t find anywhere else – and they didn’t even have it. I sifted through all their mounds of stuff and it wasn’t even there. So, for my recovery from my traumatic Walmart experience, I came home and watched Canadian Idol

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-27862298776827883842008-06-12T22:47:00.004-04:002008-06-12T23:28:34.915-04:00

So, I'm blogging again, so quickly after my last post. Strange, I know. But I just wanted to show off a bit, and this is the best venue I could find for that.But first I must confess something. I watch the Idol shows... and I like them. Oh, I think Randy's a idiot and Paula's a drunk... and Simon... well, he's Simon. But I enjoy watching people sing, and I do get caught up in the whole 'realizing

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-37747883385316738712008-06-12T00:03:00.002-04:002008-06-12T00:09:14.936-04:00

So, I’ve been out of the world for a while. (Oh, and I just recently rewatched my Firefly and Serenity DVDs, hence the phrase “out of the world”… Browncoats will get it. The rest of you will not understand any of what I just typed out. Sorry. But it’s your own damn fault for not watching one of the best shows to ever be on television. Maybe if you had it would still be on the air. Anyway,

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-88027438601741603252008-02-29T07:19:00.002-05:002008-02-29T07:26:10.429-05:00

I keep mentioning Ellen, and for good reason. I do adore her. But this is not so much about that. This is a serious post. A young, openly gay boy was killed by a boy he asked to be his valentine. Again, I think she has some very inciteful things to say about the gay jokes that are so rampant, even in our "tolerant" society. Sometimes the world scares me. Now I'm off to go hang with some

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-61885547194290837272008-02-10T20:26:00.000-05:002008-02-10T21:22:08.276-05:00

Well, I’ve been tagged again, by no subject, so here goes. I’m to list six random things about myself. So here goes.1. I LOVE superheroes. I’ve been known to get quite passionate in arguing why Batman is, in fact, not a superhero (depressed rich guy with a lot of toys and a leather fetish? Yes. Superhero? No.), or to try and explain why I find Spiderman more interesting, but have an

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-5976269957403063892008-02-01T05:07:00.001-05:002008-02-01T05:25:35.495-05:00

So, it’s not really a secret that I love Ellen. She’s funny, smart… I love the way she dresses (seriously… I think she’s one of the best dressed celebrities out there)… she just makes me happy. Now I don’t watch everyday, but I do tivo it and usually do manage to catch up before my tivo decides to start deleting old episodes. Well, I was only a day behind today and so if you watched Ellen

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-23499132994395016572008-01-21T10:28:00.000-05:002008-01-21T11:10:58.410-05:00

So, as I mentioned last time, I was a ‘guest speaker’ at a Bible Study on the subject of homosexuality. After two frantic days of preparing, I think it went very well, I’m kind of proud of myself. I’m pretty sure I over-prepared though. I had handouts that included a copy of Justin Cannon’s paper on the Bible and homosexuality from TruthSetsFree.net, the post I’d written on the Wesleyan

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-76605421589922125052008-01-17T15:20:00.000-05:002008-01-17T15:32:46.684-05:00

So, I haven’t written since my mom’s visit. Her visits, as most of you know by now, are kind of overwhelming for me, and I usually need some time to recover after she goes, but that didn’t really happen for me this time. You remember the friend who picked me up from the airport when I came back from the conference? She had asked me ages ago if I would be willing to speak at her Bible Study on

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-29130551718806926992008-01-09T18:29:00.000-05:002008-01-09T18:37:32.136-05:00

So once again I'm writing to let you all know that I am going to be out of the loop for a little while. My mom is coming to visit tomorrow. And if you are thinking "Really? Didn't you just spend 3 weeks with her in Toronto while you were recuperating from your surgery, and then only a week later spend another week with her over Christmas?" you are thinking much the same thoughts as me. But

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-89900911968021694802008-01-08T18:18:00.000-05:002008-01-08T18:56:59.004-05:00

One of my roommates at the conference was a gay, married (to a woman) Lutheran minister who has only recently begun his journey of trying to reconcile his faith and his sexuality. When he was telling me a bit of his story he made this comment, “I guess I’m at this conference to visit Cornelius.” I couldn’t help but laugh when he said that, simply because I don’t think he could have given a

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-74431676994325826482008-01-07T14:35:00.000-05:002008-01-07T14:59:59.410-05:00

"Back from what?" you ask. Well, I went to the GCN conference in Washington D.C. It was kind of a last minute decision (and because of that, it kind of was a punch in the gut financially), but I'm so glad I went. It was so refreshing... no, more than refreshing. Strength giving. But I don't have the strength to blog about it completely right now as I am utterly exhausted. A few late nights

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-4165890958969352182007-12-21T23:00:00.000-05:002007-12-21T23:07:30.533-05:00

Okay, so yeah… I’ve been out of it. And I’m basically just back to say Merry Christmas before heading back into the land that internet forgot. Well, just my mother’s really, but it’s hard to use the internet at her place. But for those who were wondering, the surgery I had went very well, and I no longer have any extraneous parts, and was able to keep all my original parts, which was exciting

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-10393333525218147482007-11-17T13:46:00.000-05:002007-11-17T13:55:00.713-05:00

Okay, so I know that due to my very sporadic posting schedule, no one will likely notice this, but I am going to be out of commission for a while... my surgery date is finally here! Well, on Monday anyway. And I will be staying with my mother in Toronto during my convalescence, which means that when I come home from the hospital (on Thursday) I will still not be posting for about two weeks.

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1326347419342039712007-11-11T23:44:00.000-05:002008-12-11T18:53:57.979-05:00

In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved, and were loved, and now we lieIn Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel with the foe:To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be yours to hold it

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-36459595867007794462007-10-24T21:25:00.000-04:002007-11-11T23:44:11.429-05:00

So I’m having a good week. Nothing dramatic, I just love this time of year! I’ve written before about how I kind of hate November, which I find rather funny when I think about how much I love October. To me, this is the most Canadian time of year… which doesn’t make a lot of sense, I know, but that’s the way it is. I moved to Canada as a little girl in the summer, and summer in Toronto is not

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-28228725470326390852007-10-08T10:51:00.000-04:002007-10-08T12:20:22.586-04:00

First of all, I’d like to say to all of my Canadian readers – Happy Thanksgiving, eh? I didn't have much of a traditional Thanksgiving this year, I didn’t even head up to Algonquin park for my mom’s annual ‘look at the foliage’ outing. I do love foliage, but I’ve spent so much time driving back and forth between Ottawa and Toronto for doctor’s stuff (and I’ll be driving out there again today)

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-76290082396135806102007-09-23T18:54:00.000-04:002007-09-23T19:05:32.514-04:00

It seems that being inspired to write a blog post by the Sunday morning sermon is going around!I didn’t take detailed notes, like Just Me did, though… but there was one particular thing that my pastor said this morning that resonated with me (well, there were a few things, but one that made me think about writing this blog post) during his sermon on “Seeking the will of God”. He showed this

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-41956277698941538372007-09-20T19:02:00.000-04:002007-09-20T19:06:57.172-04:00

So in my last post, I wrote about why I’m happy when celebrities come out… how nothing changes a homophobe’s mind like actually knowing a real, flesh and blood homosexual.Well, while stumbling around one of my favourite websites, I found some proof of that. A republican politician (who isn’t involved in a gay sex scandal… how refreshing!) has reversed his stance on gay marriage, despite the fact

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-33246121078703426442007-09-05T11:51:00.000-04:002007-09-05T12:14:52.559-04:00

Two posts in two days! Insanity! So, yesterday I was doing some cleaning, when I had a sudden realization, accompanied by a girlish squeal – Ellen’s back on TV. I missed her all last year because her show doesn’t air in Korea – which seems like it would be obvious, but they got The View, and Oprah… they should have Ellen! And I swear, it’s not the lesbian factor that makes me like her, I just

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-43153840843244191412007-09-04T13:36:00.000-04:002007-09-04T13:45:39.914-04:00

I came out for the last time when I was 25. I say for the last time, because I’d come out a few times before that, only to dive right back into the closet a short time later – usually deeper in than I was before. (I’m actually fairly sure that the rather major and scary depression I hit in my university years was due to one of these returning to the closet events.) I was in Ireland when I came

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-10914817975633090592007-08-29T22:28:00.000-04:002008-12-11T18:53:58.348-05:00

My 100th post! Wow. Actually, it’s not my 100th post at all, I made a mistake a while back and labeled two posts with the same number, but I didn’t catch it until a long time later, and it would have screwed up some linking issues to fix it, so I just left it. Hope you don’t feel cheated. So, guess who I’m babysitting for tomorrow night? The happily married lesbian couple whose house I

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-80939614772908810142007-08-24T02:08:00.000-04:002007-08-24T02:09:40.635-04:00

Well, my loyal readers… if there are any of you left. I have, obviously, been not so much with the blogging lately. I’ve sort of been preoccupied. The medical issues I mentioned before have turned out to be a bit more serious than originally thought. Oh, still nothing life threatening, it’s just that in order to rectify the issue the surgery might involve a little more than what I was told

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-50760111087996029992007-07-09T00:51:00.000-04:002007-07-09T01:24:21.467-04:00

This is just a random sampling of what’s going on in my head.So… today I saw Transformers. Because I’m a nerd. Oh, and at one point I was a prepubescent lesbian. I came out of the movie thinking about how, when I was a little girl I really, really wanted some transformers. Or any toy cars, really… but especially the transformers. They were just so cool. Thinking back about the toys I had as

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-52495182926238809882007-07-02T02:04:00.000-04:002007-07-02T02:12:50.988-04:00

So, I had my TV on today as I was doing stuff around my house, and there was this guy who was talking about how “gaydar” was real. I, of course, had to stop and listen. All he was talking about was a sort of list of statistical realities about gay people, like how gay people are more likely to be left-handed and stuff like that. I also learned that I apparantly have lesbian fingers. This

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-91879204343073540472007-06-19T21:44:00.000-04:002007-06-19T22:28:20.105-04:00

So, you'll never guess where I am right now (that is, if any of you are left... I know I've been neglectful). I'm not home, although I am in Ottawa. Right now, at this very moment I am writing to you from the home of... oh, I just realized I can't remember their names. I'm house sitting for some friends of a friend of mine. This, of course, is not all that interesting, except that this home

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-51359489088400932352007-05-17T19:13:00.001-04:002007-05-17T19:29:52.909-04:00

Alright, so here I will begin with part 2 of my chronological journey through my blog thoughts. So, I ended my European excursion by flying to New York, where I met my mom and spent a week with her – 2 days actually in New York. Being a person who loves (LOVES) shows and musicals, I insisted that we see at least one show while we were there (I will not tell you how many times I went to the

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-89323945827476724272007-05-12T09:43:00.000-04:002007-05-12T09:46:17.154-04:00

So… once again, it’s been a while. When last we met I was in Amsterdam. Had a wonderful time there, I was able to meet up with one of my best friends – and to meet his boyfriend for the first time (they’ve been together for 3 years, it’s pathetic that it took me so long to meet the lucky fellow). A weird thing happened while I was there. Well, it probably happened before I was in Amsterdam.

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-16921532386317745332007-04-04T07:31:00.000-04:002007-04-04T07:36:15.856-04:00

Okay, so I'm now in Amsterdam... just got here from Venice. Venice has got to be one of my favourite cities in the world. I just love walking around all the little streets and staring. It just makes me happy.And now I'm in another city populated by canals. And I think I can afford to take a canal ride here, so I think I will. I would upload some pictures, but none of the internet places I've

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-36260113754476978802007-03-23T08:50:00.001-04:002007-03-23T09:09:58.614-04:00

...Okay, so I`ve been out of the world for a while... well, out of the blogosphere anyway. Backpacking will do that. For those of you who want to know, I´m in Salzburg as I write this. A beautiful city that makes me want to skip around like a novice who has been sent away from her convent to look after 7 children of a widowed sea captain with nothing but a silly hat, a small carpet bag and an

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-75549952941114228142007-03-12T02:32:00.000-04:002008-12-11T18:53:59.041-05:00

Yeah, it's been ages since my last post. A lot has happened.First of all, the friend I wrote about (actually both of them) have since contacted me. The one I spoke most about actually called my mom to try and find a way to contact me in Korea. It was a really nice surprise! We had an excellent conversation... good to know that I haven't lost any friends.Another change? Well, I'm not in Korea

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-56758289722947127492007-01-21T12:53:00.000-05:002007-01-31T10:49:57.532-05:00

On New Year’s Day I got an email from an old friend of mine. We had gone to church together, and at one point had been kind of close. She, in many ways, is a kind of kindred spirit. We are both island girls who were transported to Canada at a young age, both black girls who grew up in a mostly white world, and therefore feel most comfortable in that mostly white world, while still knowing that

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-39052360173362996762007-01-08T09:45:00.000-05:002007-01-08T09:48:52.630-05:00

So I just got off the phone with my mom. Always a treat! Actually, this conversation wasn’t that bad. Mostly just catching up on details. Of course, it did include the requisite reminder that I really “need to take care of my health” because I “could be a real bombshell, you know”. This is the first time she pulled out that particular adjective. It was followed by the “you have a lot to

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-32420496806927904752006-12-25T04:02:00.001-05:002006-12-25T04:07:08.699-05:00

I made a little Christmas greeting video... it's made rather quickly, so it's not all that fancy, but it's still cute.I'm not really doing all that much Christmas stuff. I have plans to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" today, which will make me feel festive, but other than that, my Christmas Day activities basically boil down to cleaning my apartment (finally!). But I did want to send my greetings

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-68802741174255882322006-12-18T10:34:00.000-05:002006-12-18T10:37:15.341-05:00

So, I’ve been talking about this a lot lately… this thing I don’t talk about. It’s just that I’m having a minor identity crisis, but of the good variety, and it’s making rethink a lot of things. Or at least reevaluate the way I’ve thought about myself for years. It’s not really relevant to this blog… but I don’t know really where else I can express these thoughts, and I’ve gotten used to

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-6620571183429631122006-12-13T10:59:00.000-05:002006-12-13T11:10:27.083-05:00

I just stumbled upon 2 articles online...The first is one in which Justin from GayChristian.net is featured. It's a pretty cool article from the New York times which discusses gay evangelical Christians. I think it's a very thoughtful article... I especially found this section interesting:"Gay evangelicals seldom find churches that fit. Congregations and denominations that are open to gay people

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1165321153549285152006-12-05T07:14:00.000-05:002006-12-05T07:19:13.576-05:00

So... there's been a weird side-effect to hanging out with the lesbians. I'm beginning to care. And I'm wondering what it means. What do I mean by that? I'm beginning to care about things that I haven't cared about in years... actually probably ever. I'm beginning to care about what I look like. Now anyone who has discussed this issue with me (and those people are very small in number) knows

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1164473166051015632006-11-25T11:36:00.000-05:002006-11-25T11:46:06.086-05:00

I’m one of those people who remembers all their dreams. At least when I first wake up… I actually have to spend a few minutes sort of debriefing in the morning (what I call my ‘morning sit’… where I just sit and recount my dream to myself). Days when I am rushed, and I don’t get to do this I feel really off all day. Sort of disoriented and hazy. Not sure what that means, it’s just a fact of

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1163771140951916852006-11-17T08:39:00.000-05:002006-11-17T08:45:40.980-05:00

This post is pretty much not relevant to my normal topic. It's another update on the other events in my life.So, for some inexplicable reason, we celebrated Thanksgiving at school today. Not only is it not a Korean holiday, but... well, Canadian Thanksgiving was over a month ago (and all of the English teachers here are Canadian) and American Thanksgiving is next week. Anyway, it didn't go as

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1163153380021259512006-11-10T05:01:00.000-05:002006-11-10T05:13:29.646-05:00

So, I should put a disclaimer on this post... or perhaps more of a warning. So here goes. The following blog post contains adult content. Reader discretion is advised. Okay, so now that I've done that, I'll tell this little story. It's just a funny thing that happened today in school that I wanted to tell people, but because of the content, I'm a little tentative. But it's so funny I'll do it

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1162993088089475412006-11-08T08:29:00.000-05:002006-11-08T08:51:01.876-05:00

If you have access to the internet, which you obviously do because you’re reading my blog, chances are you’ve heard about what’s happened with Ted Haggard. And if you aren’t living under a rock, chances are you’ve heard about what happened with Mark Foley. Those two events really aren’t connected, but my reaction to the Ted Haggard thing was to say to myself, “5 kids?? Dude! At least Mark

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1162658063522118952006-11-04T11:32:00.000-05:002006-11-04T11:34:23.546-05:00

So, I was trying to write this blog post when I realized that I’d written a perfectly good account of what I wanted to write about in a letter I just sent off to dear friend, so I’m just going to copy and paste it here. I don’t think she’ll mind, I’m only copying my words so…I worry you? I know that this is about the gay thing, but I'm curious as to what the worry is about. Is it because of my

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1162036795924668832006-10-28T07:19:00.000-04:002006-10-28T07:59:56.063-04:00

You may have noticed that I have a 'statcounter' on this page, and I check it pretty regularly because I'm curious to see where y'all are coming from and how you find me. Do you know what the most common search criteria that leads people here is? You would think it would be something about being gay, or Christian... or perhaps confused... but no. Once, many many months ago I mentioned Tricia

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1161354484217369992006-10-20T10:28:00.000-04:002006-10-20T21:22:21.176-04:00

The title of this post probably doesn’t need to be so “Rah! Rah! Rah!”, but it made me laugh.So, once again it’s been a little while.  I apologize to my blog compatriots!  My thoughts for this post have been brewing in my head for quite a while though, so perhaps this will be more coherent than normal.You may recall in my previous post my mentioning a moment of clarity (or perhaps a moment of

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1159260948183437782006-09-26T04:55:00.000-04:002006-09-27T09:20:01.096-04:00

So, today I thought I would explore the idea of celibacy.  It’s not a new topic – I’ve talked about it before on and off ever since my very first post.  But I’ve generally talked about how celibacy directly impacts me… not how it indirectly impacts me.  In some ways, this indirect impact is even more frustrating than the obvious stuff (no sex, no life partner, no children, no family of my own,

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1159194574937675692006-09-25T10:29:00.000-04:002006-09-25T10:34:41.033-04:00

Okay, so it has been ages since I posted.  Long enough that the last post was during my last vacation in the Philippines, and this one is coming just prior to my next vacation to the Philippines!  My time there kind of shook me up a bit, made me think about what I’m doing with my life and what I want to do with my life.  Just to reassure you all, I do think I’m doing the right thing being here

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1154663801075322952006-08-03T23:53:00.000-04:002006-08-03T23:57:56.656-04:00

The friend that I'd written that letter to wrote me back today and I thought I'd share some of what he wrote. He is one of the wisest people I've ever met, and honestly, reading this letter has really helped me, so once again, I thought I'd share.God sends us experiences I think in the hope that we will wake up and really allow ourselves to be touched by another person and their lives. It

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1154426985287004062006-08-01T05:43:00.000-04:002006-08-01T06:09:45.363-04:00

I'm actually writing a post from the Philippines, I can't believe this. We are here during monsoon season, so it's been rainy for most of the time so far. We had planned to stay away from the more touristy places, but with the weather being the way it is, we decided to head to Boracay because then even if the weather is sucky, there will be something to do.But I have something to share... We

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1153834819038320072006-07-25T09:40:00.000-04:002006-07-25T12:26:21.426-04:00

Thought I’d better post before taking off for the Philippines.  I don’t have any real blog relevant new thoughts to share, but I thought I’d share something anyway… a little video I made of my kids… so you can see how adorable they are!  So, without further ado, I present… My children!  Enjoy.And here's a video of a song I taught them.

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1153215437492914292006-07-18T05:37:00.000-04:002006-07-20T15:56:50.223-04:00

So, I'm reaching out and asking for advice... or at least for affirmation that I'm not going crazy (or an explanation of why I'm going crazy so I can get past this). So, here's the situation.  S. and D. were dating.  Now they're not.  Now they are just good friends, and it is all good.  They've talked it out, and are both happy with the situation (at least from what S. has told me).  What does

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1152638050173138172006-07-11T13:14:00.000-04:002006-07-11T13:26:07.180-04:00

So, I’m reading this book right now called The Culture of Make Believe on the recommendation of one of my coworkers.  It’s a fascinating book, dealing with both historical and modern injustices and how the people who are committing the injustices deal with their role in the equation without admitting guilt.  To reference a fairly simple example, the slave owners often justified their position by

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1151931166605460792006-07-03T08:52:00.000-04:002006-07-03T09:14:23.246-04:00

So, Willie Hewes asked me a question the other day.  She asked me where I stood on the whole Side A/B thing.  I’ll clarify, for those of you who are new to the game.Side A is the side that believes that God does bless same-sex monogamous relationships.  Side B believes that God calls all gay people to celibacy… and a new term coined by Eric from Two World Collision is Side X, which believes that

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1151721719046381852006-06-30T22:24:00.000-04:002006-06-30T22:44:11.460-04:00

Man, if ever there is a time I miss living in Ottawa (the capitol city of our great Dominion, for those of you who don't know), today is the day. The day usually begins with a Canada Day Brunch at my friend M.B.'s house, and then take a walk around Ottawa. I usually go with a bunch of friends to watch the fireworks on The Hill at around 9:00 (again, that's Parliament Hill), and I've even stuck

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1151509186039625262006-06-28T11:21:00.000-04:002006-06-28T11:44:00.883-04:00

I mentioned in my previous post that my coworkers and I go out for dinner on Wednesday night, and usually end up heading out to a local bar afterwards. Well, today was Wednesday, and we followed our usual pattern. It's a good pattern, I really enjoy it. The title of this post is not referring to the end of this routine, but to the way Wednesday nights now end.The night begins with the 4 of us

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1151216411448563712006-06-25T01:37:00.000-04:002006-06-25T02:20:24.946-04:00

To begin with an aside, my computer has completely crapped out on me. I've left in the hands of D. (one of my coworkers) who will hopefully uncrappify it (yes, I made up a word, sue me). I feel very naked without my computer. Especially living so far from home. All of my friends are sort of in my computer (via MSN, Skype, etc...) so not having it also sort of isolates me. Oh, in case you are

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1150602098888649162006-06-17T23:41:00.000-04:002006-06-17T23:44:20.276-04:00

So, there’s some drama going on among my coworkers right now.  One of my coworkers, an awesome guy I will call D. has asked my neighbour (S.) out.  He’s had a thing for her for a while and finally, on Friday, screwed up the courage to act on it.  I’m not sure if anything is going to come of it, because there are extenuating circumstances that I’m not going to get into here, but I’m kind of

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1150217451583221352006-06-13T12:16:00.000-04:002006-06-13T12:50:55.883-04:00

Yes, I am descending into typical blogger angst. I have no idea what has brought this on, but I have been in a funk for a couple of weeks and have only recently diagnosed myself as lonely. I know that I am in a foreign country, and some of this is to be expected, but honestly, I haven't felt like this for years... and I've done a fair amount of living in foreign countries in that time. I get

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1149372761786891922006-06-03T17:31:00.000-04:002006-06-04T04:21:31.970-04:00

Okay, so again, I have let things slide. Sorry. I've just gotten really busy. My coworkers and I are getting along awesomely and have been going out almost every night after work. Not going out drinking or anything (well, sometimes), mostly just going out for dinner and talking until the wee hours... it's just so much fun. We actually had a massive 'religion' talk until 2 am the other night,

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1147006451959736772006-05-07T08:46:00.000-04:002006-05-07T08:54:12.006-04:00

Well, I’m in the middle of the last 3 hours of a 3 day weekend granted me by Buddha’s birthday, which apparently was on Friday. Man, this weekend was sorely needed though, it was getting down to the wire. We were all about to snap. I don’t really have anything to say, but I thought that since it has been a while since I blogged, and I’ve got time so I might as well just write something. So, I

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1145280014827617282006-04-17T09:10:00.000-04:002006-04-17T09:40:10.533-04:00

Did I ever tell you all about the therapist my mom and I went to to deal with our ‘stuff’? We had this two week fight, which I ended by saying “Okay, I’m done talking about this now, we need to see a therapist.”Well, we found one who lived pretty much right in between us (2 hours away from me, 3 hours away from my mom) and we went to see her twice. She was quite sick then, she actually at one

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1144421744238282022006-04-07T10:55:00.000-04:002006-04-07T13:30:31.426-04:00

Coming out to someone is always an interesting process. If it wasn’t for the anxiety it causes, I’d do it all the time because the different responses people have are fascinating. I’ve had more than one person feel the need to confess something “equally intimate”, and am therefore the bearer of some rather awkward secrets.As an aside (I am fond of asides, eh?) I just had the most blasé coming out

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1143980178228956542006-04-02T08:09:00.000-04:002006-04-02T08:21:55.180-04:00

Okay, this is my second attempt at writing this post. I just completely lost it… no idea where it went. It’s not like my computer froze or anything… the post just disappeared. Weird.Anyway, these thoughts aren’t new ones. I was just over at Peter Toscano’s blog, catching up on the adventures of Marvin Bloom – and just to put all my cards on the table, every time I listen to one of his audio

JJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14689406528121267867noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15429607.post-1142776144094950072006-03-19T08:49:00.000-05:002006-03-23T08:37:29.850-05:00

So… here’s my second set of blog-themed thoughts brought on by two separate incidents at the school I’m teaching at.  Before I describe the incidents, I should tell you something about Korean children, or at least about the Korean children at the school I teach at. They all seem to be miles ahead of their Western counterparts when it comes to the birds and the bees.  It’s not that they’re having

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Yes, yes, I know… it’s been ages.  I’m really sorry.  The thing is, I have so many thoughts that I doubt I’ll get them all down in one blog entry so if I have energy again tomorrow I might very well write another one… can you imagine?  2 blogs in 2 days?  Don’t get your hopes up.Before I begin my thoughts for today (my, how formal that sounds!) I should tell you the reason for the huge delay

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In a minor deviation from my regular theme, I thought I’d share a little glimpse of one of my classes today.It was one of my afternoon classes, which is actually pretty much my favourite time of day… it’s a class of 4 ten and eleven year olds.  One of the boys, whom I shall call Robert, found this weird plastic strap type thing, and made it into a crown, and declared himself king.  One of the

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Well, it’s here. Valentine’s Day.  I actually would have probably forgotten about it if I wasn’t working with kids.  For the first time in a long time I’m not surrounded by couples, and I’m not living in a place that feels the need to plaster pink hearts all over everything for a month before the actual day.  I don’t have cable (which means I have no TV channels) so I don’t know if there are a

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No, I have not dropped off of the face of the earth… I’ve just been busy… and tired.  I’ve been online, and reading other people’s blogs.  I just haven’t had the energy to write my own.  As much as I love children, they certainly can drain you of energy.  It’s 8:30pm here, and I’m forcing myself to not go to bed.  One of the blogs I’ve been reading is Christine’s over at TalkWisdom.  Now before I

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I think I may be the only gay blogger left who hasn’t yet talked about Brokeback Mountain.  Oops… heh.  I did see it, I made a point of seeing it before I left because I was fairly certain it would never make it over here to Korea.  I don’t really have anything to say that hasn’t already been said on countless other blogs.  I found the movie beautiful, and heartbreaking.  And this will sound odd,

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I was just chatting with my last single friend and she told me that she doesn’t think she wants to get married.  You’d think this would give me hope that, should I end up being celibate for life, I won’t go into oldmaidenhood alone… but, well… she is hardly the first friend I’ve had tell me that they didn’t want to marry… and she was much less definite about it than some of my other friends.  I’

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Okay, well, I’m here.  In the Land of Morning Calm… that’s Korea for those of you who have never heard that before… I hadn’t until a few days before I arrived.  I’ve been here for a week, but honestly, I kind of feel like I’ve been here forever!  And I don’t mean that in a bad way, I just mean that… well, I feel like I’ve been here forever.  There’s no other way to say that.  There are all these

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Well, this is it.  The last post while I am still in the Great White North… my home and (not quite) native land.  I fly out to Korea tomorrow.  I have nothing to say… nothing profound anyway.  I barely have time to write this down.  But I value all your thoughts and prayers.I hope to have my internet up and running fairly quickly once I get there so things can get back to normal, blog wise.  Not

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I thought I should blog at least once before Christmas.  Life has gotten a bit hectic recently, what with packing up my home, and packing for Korea, and Christmas shopping… and today I leave for Toronto to celebrate Christmas with my mom.  Always a good time (note: that was sarcasm).  As always, I am hoping for a peaceful and conflict-free holiday, but not banking on it.  Mom and I have been at

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Well, I ended up on the fake radio again (December 16, 2005 episode)… those guys are going to give me a swelled head!I also saw King Kong, and (mild spoiler alert!) I just have one question… how come, at the end of 2005, I can still go to an action movie and know that the black guy is going to die?  What is up with that?  Seriously, the minute I saw the black guy I thought “Dude, run!  You’re the

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We evangelicals have a tendency to read the Bible as a sort of text book or study guide – a divinely inspired, infallible, authoritative text book, but nonetheless, as a text book.  We read it chapter by chapter, verse by verse… or sometimes we use the subheadings that some of the publishers put in for us.  Now, don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with this.  I think having a method and

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I know I said I wouldn't be posting, but I just wanted to transcribe a little bit of the conversation between me and one of the counselors this morning.Counselor: "So, just to be clear. You are at a point where you believe homosexuality is okay..."Me: "Yes"Counselor: "You believe that it is okay to have homosexual sex?"Me: "Not necessarily"Counselor: "I don't get it..."Me: "There is a

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So, I’m leaving today for my 3 day intensive counseling session.  (I know I called it a counseling week before, but well, it’s just 3 days… they are condensing it for me.)  I’m trying to keep an open mind about the whole thing… I know that I do have issues to deal with (as I imagine we all do), and so I know that it is possible that this week could turn out to be quite productive.  I pray that

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