Here’s a quiz for you:
I’m reposting some writing from an older journal site of mine to this site, because…
a) I’m lazy and don’t want to write new entries everyday.
b) My writing is just that good.
c) I want to delete the older journal, due to its incriminating contents, but don’t want to lose a few of the entries.
d) I have nothing better to do.
I don’t really know the answer myself. Just know that when you see Buddy Christ, you are reading something that has been resurrected.
To reinforce this, I’ve put an old entry below all the asterisks. Read it. Jesus will love you for it.
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So…I’m in the house alone after my dad and sister leave to run an errand. I’m downstairs walking around, enjoying my solitude. All of a sudden, I hear strange noises coming from upstairs. Immediately, I feel nervous.
I tiptoe to my dad’s office window to see if he and Megan had come back home. No car is in the driveway. Still, I hear noises coming from upstairs. Despite the fact that I have seen scary movies and I know that I’m not supposed to investigate spooky noises (especially those involving puddles of water and small bathrooms or closets), I start walking upstairs.
I pause for a second and hear the distinct sound of a power tool. It sounds like a drill or small saw. I peek into the open doors of a bathroom and two bedrooms. The noise has stopped. I’m in the master bathroom when I hear the noise again.
I quietly walk toward the noise down the hall to the other upstairs bathroom. The noise gets louder and louder. The room is dark. I peek inside and find ……………………that the automatic cat box cleaner works great.
