[apt. 6]

>>no music now

badass
As of yesterday evening, Alex has officially gained "badass mofo" status in my book. He can play absolutely any song he hears. He does jazz, funk, metal, acoustic. I was in awe.

When it rains
Chaos rules my roommate's world as of yesterday evening.

I remember the homily for Sunday's mass. The priest was talking about how important it is to be grateful for everything we've been given. Of course my retelling just makes Father M's homily sound cliche, but he delivered it well and made me take a step back and appreciate my little sister the genius, my family's health, and (hehe) my mom folding my laundry.

Also
So strange. I was also thinking in church about how i analyze the homily on the drive home and focus on the changes I need to make, but throughout the week I completely forget about the lesson. Before i know it, it's sunday again and the focus is on something new.

For the past 19 years (almost 20!) i've been attending mass and have heard pretty much all of the gospel readings, yet somehow I don't actively apply them to my life so that I go out into the world living like Christ. That is to say, if I was really paying attention at church and making a real effort throughout the week, homilies on Sunday would be useless because I'm already taking care of my business. Rather than thinking about my flaws during and after mass, ideally my thoughts should be "haven't i heard this one already?".

But i suppose that's why I need to go every Sunday.