I guess Dreno was right...

I used my ceiling wind machine of death a lot last week... and I was sick over the weekend... who knew?? I guess I started to get sick on Friday and it pretty much lasted till Monday morning. I had the chills and the sweats, very very very sore muscles, sour stomach - uugh. And no, I don't believe it was the ceiling fan - I think I forgot to wash my spinach before I ate it on my sandwich. Who knows what I consumed - ew. Currently, my ceiling fan is going full blast - it was hot today! I love my fan - and, horror of horrors, I'd still use it even if it made me sick!

I just got done chatting with one of my friends on-line. She was eating Taco Bell. That made me sad. I'm hungry and don't really have a lot of choice at the moment. And it's late and I don't feel like cooking.

I'm trying to decide how Bible study went tonight. They keep getting shorter and shorter event though I try to have more and more discussion questions. It's hard to get them to really discuss anything. Jasenka came tonight along with Merlina, Donata, and Laura. I guess I'm frustrated because it's like pulling teeth to get them to bring their Bibles or read the passages before coming to the study. It's like they are coming to come, not coming to learn. Like tonight, when we were discussing Potiphar's wife and her lies... and how today our lies affect others and how our actions can hurt people, and even get "innocent" people into very deep trouble. We also talked about how Joseph ran from temptation while Potiphar's wife ran to it. I get a lot of "yeah, we understand the story, but our culture is different..." I can't even tell you how frustrating that is. It's probably my biggest pet peeve here.

Nela and I will be doing the Bible study together on saturday evenings. Her work schedule is a bit different everyday, and so it's better for her for us to meet on Saturdays. Part of me is glad because Nela does seem to want to grow and I think she gets frustrated with the others at times. Yet it's frustrating because our church is never totally together - someone is always missing. The only people who showed up for church Sunday were Donata and Max... it's the first service I've missed, and I hated missing it, but I could barely get out of bed.

If I sound discouraged, I guess I am. I don't think that it's necessarily a horrible thing to be discouraged as things can't be great all the time, but it has been hard lately. I don't feel a real commitment from anyone, and sometimes that makes me not want to care. But I do care and that's why I'm discouraged. OK, dd any of that make any sense??

OK, well, it's late and I need to eat something, watch one more episode of CSI:Miami and go to bed. I'm going to sleep on the couch under the gentle wind of the celiing fan since I washed my sheets today (gotta get the nasty sickness out) and they are still a bit damp... hopefully i won't succumb to a deadly wind machine of death disease over night :)