1:16 (am Tuesday) — Less than 2 months to go and we will be in our new house. Last night, I went out with Forrest to this place called, “The Escape” — One of my favorite techno artists, Paul van Dyk, was playing there. It really, really was cool. We were actually there with a new potential renter who ended up throwing up in the bathroom and getting kicked out of the place. Forrest and I couldn’t find him anywhere. It was SUCH a blast! I SO don’t feel as old as I am.

We went camping this past weekend with Mike and Jen. For some reason, I feel a bit inferior to Mike — mainly because we don’t have a lot in common and he doesn’t seem that interested in the things that I’M interested in. (I mean “hobbies”, extra-vocational things like theology, history, philosophy, etc. — Well, such things, I guess only display insecurity on my part.

Right now, I suppose my priorities can be summed up as “Work, school, townhouse, renters — then myself and then Sara and God, of course . . . .” (not necessarily in that order, of course!)