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YAY My Blog is back! Thank god. I was so irritated with not being able to sign in that I wanted to throw my computer out the window. Thankfully I stopped and realized that Hey, if I throw my computer out then I REALLY won't be able to update my blog. Before I forget--I am going to attempt to add a couple of links to this blog, so make sure to check them out. The only blog writer I know personally is Sean (more on him in a minute), but Wil and Jen's are such awesome blogs, they made not being able to update my own all the more torturous. I did have to change my font though because my old one was just too annoying.I went to see Passion of the Christ again today. I wanted to see if I got teary at the same things without a huge crowd feeding into my emotions. I did. Seeing the movie a second time took a little of the magic away, and I was able to steel myself a little bit for the really violent parts, but the parts that made me cry the first time made me cry even More this time, which I thought was interesting. I'm not sure why Jesus' "See Mother, I make all things new" was so heart wrenching, but the tearflow really....flowed. The other part that really hurt to watch was the flashback to the Last Supper when Jesus told his followers that he was going to go soon, to a place that they could not follow him but that he wanted them to remember to love each other because by doing so they would honor him. During that part I had to kind of put my movie viewing on hold and even though I am not religious, say a silent prayer for Abbott. I miss Abbott. I miss him every second of every day. I love him with all my heart and I think that now everything I do is a little bit touched by him and the influence he had on me. And in thinking of him, I have to think of Sean. Before I go any further, I want to send out a long hug and many sympathies to my friend Sean Crichtfield. He lost a very dear friend of his very recently to a brain tumor. You can read his poem to her on his blog: SLAM. Sean, I know I don't know you very well at all. We only know each other because of Abbott, but I am truly sorry for your loss. I can't imagine what it must be like for you, to not only have the Abbott emptiness inside but now your friend Jen's as well. If I could find you, I would just hug you and hug you. That's a sad way to end a blog entry, but so be it. I will write in here again soon. For now, though I am off to watch The School of Rock.