Current Tunage: Brand New – You Won’t Know
Picked up Deja Entendu and The Devil And God Are Raging Inside Me the other day used but in good shape at Chumleigh’s. I was pretty stoked.

I’m sorry it’s been so long. It’s been a potent mix of working almost every day, trying to get our wedding invitations all done (which means a lot of guest list culling and cropping and such), reading books, listening to some really “whickedsick” tunes, and tossing around some TF2 to stay sane.

A potent mixture that has meant not much writing. I have a couple album reviews to finish ASAP. And by ASAP I mean “should have already been done a week ago”. Hopefully one will be up later today.

Speaking of today, we head up “capital-N” North for our last bout of Premarital Counselling, our first wedding shower, and quality time with fams. And a lot of driving and thus paying a buck and a quarter for a litre of gas, on regular occasion. Not looking forward to the driving or the pumping gas, but the outcome is pretty bliss.

I’m weary – haven’t had enough sleep in awhile. Not getting enough tonight either – can’t sleep. Too wired.

1. Not Even A Hint by Joshua Harris

(which has since been retitled Sex Isn’t The Problem, Lust Is, and is easily right up there with Arterburn’s “Every Man’s Battle” for books on the subject of battling lust).

2. Vintage Jesus by Mark Driscoll and Gerry Breshears
(which is so, so good. I <3>

3. Secret Believers by Brother Andrew and Al Janssen
(which I’ve really only read the preface and first chapter for, but it looks excellent).

In other news, T-minus eighty-five days remaining. I get more excited about it every day, by my estimations.

Hopefully, I’ll have much more to say soon. If not, know that I am busy being diligent and preparatory.

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