Carrie's Random Thoughts

Monday, February 23, 2004

Not A Random Thought

Okay, so this isn't a random thought- it's a warning. so, my car is under warranty right? And so I should be able to get things fixed n my car without having to pay, since I'm paying for my warranty right? WRONG! apparently, my warranty company's owners assets have been frozen by the Grand Court of the Cayman Islands or something and they are in litigation because they haven't been giving triad- the warranty people any of the money. So basically, no claims can be made, but I have to keep paying for my warranty- and if my car breaks down, I have to just keep the info with me and hope that they make it out of litigation sometime in this millenia. Supposedly my warranty is insured with someone, and maybe i can get some money from that- I don't really know, i need to call tomorrow and find out. The moral of the story is this- find out if the company you are dealing with in these types of situations is repuatble, or if the company is involved in some shady off shore account type of dealings. Though i'm not really sure how I would have gone about finding this out. Grrr on them! Th worst is that the people that own the company are probably sitting on a beach in the cayman islands right now- collecting their money from all of us that are still stuck paying for their warranties.

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"Caveat Emptor" Let the buyer beware (i don't really know who its from, but the perfect sentiment to fit the occasion.)

Saturday, February 14, 2004

Valentine's Day
Bah on made up holidays that are engineered by the devil to make normal, peaceful, content women question their life and fashion choices- it is of the devil I say and I rebuke it!! I will not fall into the trap of teddy bears and cheesy tv movies!

I'm Dumb

It is so stinking late- why am I still awake? Its a friday both my roomies are gone- one to work at cedar campus at the lovey dovey valentine's retreat and one to her new job at the ywca where she watches the shelter- poor kara, up all night, and then i think again tomorrow night. Anyways- I need to get my butt in gear about going to bed on time. Those of you that know me well are probably snorting in disbelief (travis) because we've had quite a few late night talks that have ended with my claiming that from now on I really will get to bed at a decent hour. What makes it all worse is that I have my stupid swimming class tomorrow, for which i finally got a new racing suit- though not a speedo- i'm betraying a lifelong alliegance. I would not recommend going shopping for that particular kind of item when you are- to quote something that lisa once said- in the "puffy" stage of working out- where you have new muscles, but your fat hasn't dissapeared. was not a fun time for carrie, but at least i'm working my way toward being healthier, and toward having less fat for a change, rather on the way up.
For all of you in the kazoo area i highly recommend going to third reformed on sunday nights at 5:45 for the Ray Van DerLaan (sorry if i misspelled his name all you dutch people) I was really moved, and it really gave a lot of practical context to things mentioned in the Bible, esp dealing with the last supper.

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Galatians 5:22 "But the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,gentleness, self control. Against such things there is no law." Note that it says "is" not "are" -a very important part, and I can really feel God working on me with at least the patience and peace part, but i think that once you being to aquire one, that the others seem to follow, or else, do you really posess the fruit?

Friday, February 06, 2004

February Sucks, but my dad rocks!

So, I know I brag about my dad probably too much, but today he did something really nice for me. I was getting ready for work, and got out to my car to start the engine and it didn't even turn over! I called work to tell them I'd be late or not there depending upon how severe my problem was. I'd been taking things out of the back of it the night before so i suspected it was just the battery. so i called my dad and he drove all the way over to my apartment and charged my battery for me. People can be so rude- I'm standing there with my hood up waiting for him, and not one person even offered to help! Maybe i just looked like I had it under control so well that I didn't need any help (yeah right.) So, it was just the battery and more than that, my dad told me that the funny sound I'd been hearing was just the serpentine belt rubbing against the gears and that we could get some lubrication for it and then it'd stop. So two car blessings in one morning- after a big ole' smack down. My jeep is the first thing that I've ever purchased that has payments and is a big responsibility- well, I bought my computer, but that was mostly savings and was paid off really quick- anyways, I've seen my brother try really hard to get a good car and always come up with crap and i did by my jeep without having it inspected by steve- our car guy- so I guess I'm alittle paranoid- and the jerky warranty people still haven't paid me for other repairs. Grrr on them!

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"Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it." Christopher Morley

Monday, February 02, 2004

The Naked Bowl

So, you sit down to a fun, albeit boring Super Bowl game (at least for the first half) and then you come to halftime, where suddenly you see Justin Timberlake rip part of Janet Jackson's costume off. and then, to top it off- a streaker runs through, dressed only in a g-string, and is taken out by a linebacker. It sounds like one of the weird dreams that I'm always having. I wonder sometimes what "fashion" will be like when my kids are growing up. why bother even wearing clothes? as I did when it was possible that al Gore could be president of this fair country I say, "I'm going to move to Canada!" At john's house we were talking about the whole janet thing, and then John says "I'm sure we sound like a bunch of old people." we probably did- longing for the good old days, but I don't really care, we really have become too desensitized to all of the crap that the secular culture is peddling to us. Just give me my little 3 year olds that want to be princesses when they grow up, and whos biggest conflict is that courtney didn't share a toy- there's my culture- teachers who laugh with you about something that jakob said- "BINGO" (and nathan singing along loudly and off key) for "It's getting hot in here, so take off..." I'd rather sound like old people than fit in with what the worl is passing off as entertainment. I admit that I watch movies that aren't rated "G," and I listen to music that isn't carried on wayfm, and I watch shows that aren't "Touched by an angel," but there has to come a point where you say, i cannot let that go for "artistic freedom" or "free speech," or changing trends and times- it has to be labeled as lewdness, perversion, degredation, sexism, objectifying women, raunchiness, and sin. I really thought that the whole janet thing had been an accident- that she had been dancing and had accidentally popped out or something, but then I find online that the whole thing was a publicity stunt, placed under the frame of "any publicity is good publicity." Canada I tell you- its the wave of the future. End of rant.


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Laurie Hertzler (upon my becoming a member of Faith) "If you want an opinion, Carrie will have one." I think I've proved you correct here laurie.

Sunday, February 01, 2004

Super Bowl Sunday

Isn't it weird how you can name a day and give it enough hype and enough money thrown at it, and hten suddenly people who would never have before been interested in football get all freaked about it. But thats not me. actually, I'm really sleepy, and I'd almost prefer just to take a nap. But then I'd wake up and want to be out with people. I need to stop being such an idiot and get to bed more on time. actually this time its not so much my fault. Friday a bunch of us went to angie's boyfriend john's house and watched The Two Towers in order to get ready to see Return of The King on satruday. well, I slept through my swimming class, but still had to get up to go clean out my parent's basement. They want my stuff OUT- or at least put into carefully labelled boxes. It was also kind of- okay, really sad because my parents cat died. Shadow was about 12 years old, and just went to sleep and didnt wake up, but it still is sad, because she was such a part of the family. My dad's natural reaction to stress is to try to be tough and not admit to being really upset, so he was vacuming up hair from shadow's favorite spot and giving me food and litter liners for my little bush baby kitten. I asked him how he was doing and he admitted that he was sad. Shadow had really glommed on to him since my brother left home and was jealous when hed pay attention to my mom. Okay stopping talking about that- (tear) anyways, i had to wipe up dust and bugs and all sorts of junk and then go to the movie- which btw, is as good, if not better, the second time- at least much less tense because even if you know the story, you don't know what they might tweak or change, but that is best left for a diff. post. Last night was my own fault, but i was in bed by 10:30. I've just always needed a lot of sleep. okay- ttyl super bowl is calling.

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Jakob "I love somebody,who works in this school, who starts with a "C"" Me, "Miss Kim?" (knowing full well who he was talking about) Jakob, "I said a "C" silly Miss Carrie." Me, "Me?" Jakob, "Yes, I wuv you." and then he gives me a hug- sometimes this job pays off, i don't think any secretaries often have their clients say they love them- or ta least I hope not too many.