So, I obviously NEVER update this page unless something monumentally cool happens.  ermm...  ummm...  well...  unless something monumental happens.  Or... I'm just bored... and I can't sleep.  Interestingly enough, this post falls into ALL of the above categories.  I more than likely have a new job.  But, I don't want to jinx the liklihood of being offered this job, officially.  Therefore, this is the maximum amount of information you are getting... other than the fact that it's what I went to school for.  Yes.... it's an "actual" job.  Not to be confused with other jobs that aren't "real" such as waiting tables, substitute teaching, and being a toothpick counter at the good ol' town factory.  Those jobs are quite obviously not "real" jobs.  They exist purely in the active imagination of an 8-year-old boy named Timmy, who will grow up to be a poor, unappreciated, abstract artist living on the streets of Omaha, Nebraska.  Poor Timmy.  Awwww.  

Wait, what was I talking about?  Ahhh, yes: job. yay!

Currently Listening Wincing the Night Away By The Shins see related

I thought I'd post, just for the sake of posting... in case anyone was wondering if I were still alive.  I am.  I hope that calms your fears.  I just suck at keeping in touch with people.  I'm like a 2-year-old.  I have some problems with the whole object permanence idea... if I don't see a person in front of me, I kinda forget they exist.  So, sorry for that... to all of you.

Maybe someday soon, I'll do something cool and worth mentioning on here.  But alas, the cure for cancer is just of out my grasp. 

What would a post from Emily be without a story?  Not much at all...  without further ado:

Tonight I told my friend Gabby a story... about this "phase" in which I almost threw away all of my secular music because I thought it was distracting my focus on God.  She looked at me like I was insane... to which I said, "I know, Gabby, I know... this is what happens when they [Christians] get inside your head."  Gabby said she was glad that I "got away." 

...I really don't feel like I've "gotten away" from Christ.  But I do feel that I've gotten away from Christians.  I don't feel like it's a bad thing, but for some reason I feel a little guilty about...thinking it's not such a bad thing.  It's a really tight line that I'm walking right now.  I've been more true to myself than I have ever been... which is SOOOO nice and SOOOO refreshing.  But... pretty soon I'm gonna have to get serious.  And I'm not sure who I'll be able to lean on.  I just keep wondering how long I can stay here like this... mentally, spiritually, geographically. 

...people like me shouldn't have xanga... or be allowed to use it late at night when their minds are wandering.

Currently Listening The House Show see related

And then God...

Remember that last entry I wrote?  Ya know, the one where I felt very strong about my future plans in politics?  Yeah, God changes things.  He changed my plans a little via a Derek Webb song:

 "Rich Young Ruler" (best parts highlighted for increased skimming ability)

poverty is so hard to see
when it's only on your tv and twenty miles across town
where we're all living so good
that we moved out of Jesus' neighborhood
where he's hungry and not feeling so good
from going through our trash
he says, more than just your cash and coin
i want your time, i want your voice
i want the things you just can't give me

(vs. 2)
so what must we do
here in the west we want to follow you
we speak the language and we keep all the rules
even a few we made up
come on and follow me
but sell your house, sell your suv
sell your stocks, sell your security
and give it to the poor
what is this, hey what's the deal
i don't sleep around and i don't steal
i want the things you just can't give me

(bridge)
because what you do to the least of these
my brother's, you have done it to me
because i want the things you just can't give me

So yeah, the political job stuff...it's all still relevant.  Just not RIGHT NOW.  Right now God has some other things planned.  And they might be in Baltimore.  Well, I hope that's where they are, cuz that's where I'm going to do my primary job search.  emily=hopeful.  emily=scared.  emily=talking in the 3rd person. 

Currently Listening Brandi Carlile By Brandi Carlile see related

Politics (and the morning after)

Well.  I think I've officially been around politics too much recently.  I keep mistaking the word "profile" with "prolife."  And hey, while we're on the subject-- LOOK I'M UPDATING!!! 

Let's catch you up.  I'm living at home (newtown, pa) until I grow up the rest of the way.  I spent August-October working far too many hours as my church secretary.  Then I spent October & November (that which has passed) working far too many more hours with the Patrick Murphy for Congress campaign.  And I don't wish to brag... but he won.  It's a fact that keeps me smiling to this very moment.  It was such an amazing experience, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.  It was trying and taxing, but overwhelmingly rewarding.  Did I mention that I'm still smiling....like an idiot. 

I've been around politics for too long.  And now, I want a job... in politics.  Pretty darn bad.  I've been bit by "the bug."  I felt like I was at home when I was around the people in the campaign office.  Yes, of course there were some people whom I wanted to hit in the face with my shoe... but there were others who made the experience priceless.  And overall, it wasn't about the people.  It was the sense of accomplishment I got at the end of the day.  It was the overall passion I felt for the work I was doing.  It was never glamorous... but I always knew the work I was doing could make a difference.  I guess that's why I got involved in social work.  And I still have that as a fall back.  But I really feel like working in a political office is what I was made to do.  Well, that and singing for the first internationally acclaimed indie-rock/folk/electronic/pop-funk/alternative band.  I suppose that can wait though.  I hear K-Fed's getting all the press these days anyway. 

But as I try to get through the post-election haze of a political campaign, I'll be looking for a job--wherever one may find me.  Bucks?  Philly?  Baltimore?  D.C.?  Oh the choices.  Oh my.  What have I gotten myself into this time?

Currently Listening Waiting for My Rocket to Come By Jason Mraz see related

I just felt that I needed to update, for the sake of updating.  It is now 15 days until I leave Millersville for good...and 17 days until I turn 23.  I think I've completely lost touch with reality.  I have alot of things awaiting me back home & it's all quite intimidating.  I hope God knows what he's getting himself into, b/c I'm not handling this all on my own. 

I have a tendency to get "stuck in a rut" when I'm at home.  Just stuck in one cycle of laziness and utter and complete lack of productivity.  It'll take quite a bit of urging for things to change.  ugh, I'm not ready to be a grown up.  And yet, it's so funny- I feel like going home to live with my parents is the most grown-up decision I've made in a while.  OH!  The irony!

...today was good.  I got to distract myself with good friends in God's surroundings!  I visited camp & hiked through the Poconos w/ some of the usual suspects... Mary, Jason, Carissa, and Craig (Clearwater).  There are so many great people in Millersville, I wish I didn't have to leave "so soon," but- alas- God has called me to move on.  And move, I shall!  ...and maybe clean out my car too.