<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:32:55.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakin' up</title><subtitle type='html'>"He is no fool who gives up what he cannot have, to gain what he cannot lose." -Jim Elliot</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-113765303815370811</id><published>2006-01-18T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:46:48.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well my short term consulting job turned into a permanent job! Praise God.The guy who gave me the short term job is a consultant, and one of the people who supported me while I was in Kazakhstan. He is ... rather highly respected and the fact I was working with him made the company really want to hire me.So ... for this season (whether it be short or long) I am a Quality Systems Engineer for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/113765303815370811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=113765303815370811' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/113765303815370811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/113765303815370811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-my-short-term-consulting-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-112873268117737459</id><published>2005-10-07T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T17:51:21.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I am wondering, before I left for KZ I felt a lot different. I was excited for adventure, I thirsted for far off lands, my heart pounded at the thought of doing His will.As I think about engineering my heart neither pounds nor does it thirst. I need an adventure of epic proportions. I need to live the adventure God has laid out for me.In Pilgrim's Progress (John Bunyan) Pilgrim is on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/112873268117737459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=112873268117737459' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112873268117737459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112873268117737459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-i-am-wondering-before-i-left-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-112806059449921025</id><published>2005-09-29T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T23:09:54.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I have been cooking lately. I cooked a lot in Kazakhstan and it was a challenge, cause you had to use the base base ingredients, so things took longer. Since I have been back though I have started my cooking again, which is fun, it relaxes me and gives me something to do.I discovered a couple of new maranades (sp) for chicken that I am excited about, one is pineapple juice, garlic and teryaki </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/112806059449921025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=112806059449921025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112806059449921025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112806059449921025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-i-have-been-cooking-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-112771383360118149</id><published>2005-09-25T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:50:33.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey I got a job, its short term, but a jobs a job (even if it is for 12 days). Thats exciting...from there the company could hire me full time. Maybe :)Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/112771383360118149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=112771383360118149' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112771383360118149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112771383360118149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-i-got-job-its-short-term-but-jobs.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-112693492056412311</id><published>2005-09-16T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:28:40.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking for a job in engineering is proving more challenging than I thought it would be. It was such a struggle for me to decide to go this path rather than to stay in Kazakhstan...I was so close to remaining there another year. Then I was close to working with Cru in America, but I felt God lead me away from that also. My plan right now is to work and pay off my debts, then start seminary...and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/112693492056412311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=112693492056412311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112693492056412311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112693492056412311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2005/09/looking-for-job-in-engineering-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-112345839940968953</id><published>2005-08-07T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T16:46:39.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really haven't posted seriously for a very long time. I would say almost a year. I did post some while I was in KZ, but mostly it was because I was feeling a bit lonely :). It got like that sometimes when I really needed a break, or a short vacation. Just some time away from everything I had been doing over there, and the people I was doing it with. To talk to someone new :).Its sad saying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/112345839940968953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=112345839940968953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112345839940968953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/112345839940968953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-really-havent-posted-seriously-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-111557894552751128</id><published>2005-05-08T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T12:02:25.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Honestly I don't think people understand the importance of e-mail to our sanity. Personally I love e-mail, and finding out that someone was thinking about me enough to e-mail me. I mean really, its a special thing.  Or when you haven't heard from someone in a LONG time and suddenly they e-mail you and want to know how you are doing and stuff.Well thats what I feel right now. It is 1 am, so my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/111557894552751128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=111557894552751128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/111557894552751128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/111557894552751128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2005/05/honestly-i-dont-think-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-111548386269797629</id><published>2005-05-07T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T09:37:42.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How do you convince someone there is a way out of hopelessness when hopelessness is what they believe in, and they way out to them is the ultimate blasphemy?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/111548386269797629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=111548386269797629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/111548386269797629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/111548386269797629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-do-you-convince-someone-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-109413710754244147</id><published>2004-09-02T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T07:58:27.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i am definintly in Germany right now, and the key board is different, the y and z's are switched, plus some other things so there will probably be quite a few typos in this, but thats ok. My flight went well, though i didnät get to sleep on it, sadly enough. Iäm still fighting jetlag, but its not so bad, cause i stayed up until late in the evening so that i would get a full nights sleep (so i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/109413710754244147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=109413710754244147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/109413710754244147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/109413710754244147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-i-am-definintly-in-germany-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-109237645724624668</id><published>2004-08-12T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T22:54:17.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow I haven't posted for a long time. My last post kinda was a conclusion that I couldn't really top. I turn 22 tommorow! Yeah dawg :). Plus, I leave for kz in just over two weeks. Just for security reasons I'm not sure how much i'll be able to post on my blog, well I can post almost whatever I wnat, but there is a lot of security things that I need to be watchful of, if anyone wants to know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/109237645724624668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=109237645724624668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/109237645724624668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/109237645724624668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/08/wow-i-havent-posted-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108823456601471052</id><published>2004-06-26T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T00:22:46.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I've spent this last week relaxing and packing up all of my stuff. Its kinda weird moving out of a place I have called my home for 2 years. The one place that was a refuge and a resting place for me. Now my walls are stripped, my desk is bare, my clothes and books are all in boxes next to my door. I guess its not home anymore is it? I have to say its a rather freeing experience knowing that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108823456601471052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108823456601471052' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108823456601471052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108823456601471052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-ive-spent-this-last-week-relaxing.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108752935546070076</id><published>2004-06-17T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T20:29:15.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am very finished with school. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108752935546070076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108752935546070076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108752935546070076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108752935546070076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-am-very-finished-with-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108699374651384426</id><published>2004-06-11T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T15:42:26.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God is. That is indisputable. God created everything, also indisputable. Therefore, in engineering, by learning more about the way systems work, I am learning more about how God created things to work. I am struggling with finding Him in some of the problems i do though. I know He is there, but I want to know God not just on this odd intellectual plain that I have been on these last four years as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108699374651384426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108699374651384426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108699374651384426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108699374651384426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/06/god-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108622873124920564</id><published>2004-06-02T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T19:12:11.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight I lead the last Bible Study I will lead here at Davis...its sad. Just another reminder that my four years here is up and my next stage of life has arrived. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108622873124920564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108622873124920564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108622873124920564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108622873124920564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/06/tonight-i-lead-last-bible-study-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108604782026029864</id><published>2004-05-31T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T08:51:48.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel good knowing that it took a 4 person conspiracy and a shot during an Ultimate Frisbee to take me down in water assassines. :) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108604782026029864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108604782026029864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108604782026029864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108604782026029864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-feel-good-knowing-that-it-took-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108598555007308187</id><published>2004-05-30T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T23:39:10.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lets see. Memorial day weekend. The last three weeks I have been pushed to the max, my brain is mush, and so what did I do this weekend? Absolutely nothing school related. Friday night, I thought was going to be a chill night, just myself, Mike was on a date with Ko, Roy was in LA, Josh was camping, and everyone else in town had pretty much gone home for the weekend. But..my best friend ALf and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108598555007308187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108598555007308187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108598555007308187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108598555007308187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/05/lets-see_108598555007308187.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108562328499127444</id><published>2004-05-26T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T19:01:24.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me, Tommy, Roy, Mike </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108562328499127444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108562328499127444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108562328499127444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108562328499127444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/05/me-tommy-roy-mike.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108555406506512471</id><published>2004-05-25T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T23:47:45.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish I had what I need To be on my own 'Cause I feel so defeated And I'm feeling alone And it all seems so helpless And I have no plans I'm a plane in the sunset With nowhere to land And all I see It could never make me happy And all my sand castles Spend their time collapsing Let me know that You hear me Let me know Your touch Let me know that You love me Let that be enough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108534070322478401</id><published>2004-05-23T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T12:31:43.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He that but looketh on a plate of ham and eggs to lust after it, hath already committed breakfast with it in his heart.CS LewisCourage is not simply one of the virtues but the form of every virtue at the testing point.CS Lewis</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108534070322478401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108534070322478401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108534070322478401'/><link rel='self' 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I assume I will go on retreats next year, but I will help lead them and they will be in another country. This weekend was encouraging, sad, and emotional. It was basically a "planning" retreat. It was spent doing some brainstorming for next year, and just building each other up. On Saturday night there was Agape worship</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108489890740276755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108489890740276755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108489890740276755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108489890740276755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-spent-this-last-weekend-at-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108442763318178231</id><published>2004-05-12T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T22:53:53.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I just finished the last two finals of my undergraduate career, I'm pretty excited about that :). My Religious Studies one (RST 141C, Paul's Epistle's) was harder then I thought it would be, not cause I didn't know the material, but cause the stuff was EXTREMELY obscure. I did well on the essays, the multiple choice, and the T/F (love these GE classes), but the fill in the blank were obscure..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108442763318178231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108442763318178231' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108442763318178231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108442763318178231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-i-just-finished-last-two-finals-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108412507114835144</id><published>2004-05-09T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T11:46:21.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Humbleness is a really hard thing for me to practice. All around me I see people proclaiming what they do is better then what I do. Everything from my housemate telling me he makes a better steak marinade to my classmates with thier grades to crusade with "whose the most wise." Now just to say this, my roommate does not make a better steak marinade then I do :). It can't compare since he really</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108412507114835144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108412507114835144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108412507114835144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108412507114835144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/05/humbleness-is-really-hard-thing-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108400193128091445</id><published>2004-05-08T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T00:43:20.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I live in a state of confusion. Is that a bad thing?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108400193128091445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108400193128091445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108400193128091445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108400193128091445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-live-in-state-of-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108365021235065556</id><published>2004-05-03T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T23:02:27.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well this last weekend I was at a conference for STINT next year. It was a good weekend, though a lil sad in some aspects. The person who is responsible for pushing me to go on STINT, for pretty much spurring me onto the point where I realized that, Hey..I want to serve God in missions and to chase after Him more...I dont care about doing what everyone else thinks I should do, (Not saying that my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108365021235065556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108365021235065556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108365021235065556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108365021235065556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-this-last-weekend-i-was-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108325627103684167</id><published>2004-04-29T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T09:35:27.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I hope everyone is doing well. This week and next week have been and will be pretty busy weeks for me. This week was interesting because my lab partner in my huge lab class (its about 10 hours of lab a week + lecture) had a family emergency, so i've been doing this lab alone; which isn't to bad, but its nice to have someone to talk to while you work...hmmm maybe i'll bring in headphones </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108325627103684167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108325627103684167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108325627103684167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108325627103684167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-i-hope-everyone-is-doing-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108259591619913888</id><published>2004-04-21T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T18:09:23.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am very tired and very worn out. But hey its my last quarter right? I think my stint stuff is finally on track again, I've also picked up some books from afriend on Russian, so hopefully I will start learning that soon :).Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108259591619913888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108259591619913888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108259591619913888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108259591619913888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-very-tired-and-very-worn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108198709727378236</id><published>2004-04-14T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T17:02:13.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The second line of the paper my friend gave me says "I choose joy...I will see my sorrows as the first step toward gladness. I will see trials as a means of experiencing victory; And all problems as an opportunity to see and trust God."I'm writing these down, not because they are cliche, but because it is something that right now is painfully hard for me to do. Every aspect of my thoughts are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108198709727378236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108198709727378236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108198709727378236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108198709727378236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/04/second-line-of-paper-my-friend-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108155414598490539</id><published>2004-04-13T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T10:37:42.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As of late I have been rather frustrated. The campus last week called me and started to yell at me because apparently Crusade moved a podium at our last meeting which destroyed some things. They told us this a week later. Then they sent some technician to check it out and there were no damages, plus, I looked at the podium myself, and its bolted to the ground...I myself can not physically move it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108155414598490539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108155414598490539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108155414598490539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108155414598490539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/04/as-of-late-i-have-been-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108131332972084271</id><published>2004-04-06T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T22:54:59.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I said I would write a lil about my sisters wedding and I shall. It was a fabulous wedding. :). I do have some pics of it in off the pictures link on the left side of the page. I didn't have my camera for all of it so a ton of pics came out blurry (when others "borrowed" it, but its ok.  The weekend was a lot of frenzied activity, last minute set ups, family coming into town, details to work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108131332972084271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108131332972084271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108131332972084271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108131332972084271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-i-said-i-would-write-lil-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108114663039911888</id><published>2004-04-04T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T23:34:13.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More to say about my sister's wedding later..I am exhausted...it was amazing though :)Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108114663039911888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108114663039911888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108114663039911888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108114663039911888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/04/more-to-say-about-my-sisters-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108069335970537233</id><published>2004-03-30T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T16:39:35.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anyone happen to know a good book for learning Russian?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108069335970537233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108069335970537233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108069335970537233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108069335970537233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/anyone-happen-to-know-good-book-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-108015496272978913</id><published>2004-03-24T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T11:06:10.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. The rat is so dead. It was huge too, about 8 inches long, with a tail just as long. 2. I'm done with finals!3. I'm still going to Kazahkstan! :)4. Did I mention the rat was dead and that I'm done with finals? :)Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/108015496272978913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=108015496272978913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108015496272978913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/108015496272978913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107985618808873682</id><published>2004-03-21T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T00:06:31.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The "rodent" in my room is not a mouse. I found that out when I saw it today. It was running through the hall...and its freaking huge. The "mouse" trap I have is like 1/4th its size! The rat ate all of the poison I put out, AND the box the poison was in. This thing is going down.To quote Gandalf "I cast down my enemy and smote his ruin upon the mountain top"This rat......has just gotta go. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107985618808873682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107985618808873682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107985618808873682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107985618808873682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/rodent-in-my-room-is-not-mouse.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107982950836497114</id><published>2004-03-20T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T16:43:39.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I definintly miss having days off. My first three years of college, I made a concerted effort to take the weekend off, or to at least take one day a week off. It worked...the first and second year...last year I tried..and this year I'm utterly failing at taking days off. I just don't seem to have time. But today is a day off. I know its in the middle of finals week, but I only have one final left</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107982950836497114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107982950836497114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107982950836497114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107982950836497114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-definintly-miss-having-days-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107957708447560316</id><published>2004-03-17T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T18:34:43.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was accepted to Kazakstan :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107957708447560316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107957708447560316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107957708447560316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107957708447560316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-was-accepted-to-kazakstan.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107939382047429611</id><published>2004-03-15T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T15:40:15.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm I guess all concerns on my mind have now been erased because of finals week, or should I say finals week and a half, since it doesn't end til next tuesday for me, (and not til next wednesday for some people). I keep reminding myself that what I do is done in God's name, so therefore I need to pursue excellence, since what else should be done in God's name? Well, at least trying to pursue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107939382047429611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107939382047429611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107939382047429611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107939382047429611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/hmm-i-guess-all-concerns-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107913611217782068</id><published>2004-03-12T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T16:05:04.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm getting tired of people who don't know me make judgements about me. If you have something to say to me, ask me, and give me time to respond. Don't just go off on me. I don't need that. I don't need people going off on me, I don't need people judging me about things that happend over a year ago. Those that you are close to are supposed to bring up to you what you are doing wrong; bring up to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107913611217782068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107913611217782068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107913611217782068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107913611217782068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-getting-tired-of-people-who-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-10788579901800390</id><published>2004-03-09T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T10:49:37.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fred's Revised ScheduleMarch 12th Senior Design project for 157B dueMarch 12th Make Dessert for Amanda and Melanie (Might be postponed)March 15th EEC 157B final assignedMarch 15th EEC 165 Homework dueMarch 16th Engineering 190 finalMarch 17th EEC 157B final dueMarch 18th 4:00pm Management 11A finalMarch 18th 6:00pm Senior Design project for 165 dueMarch 19th 4:00pm ECI 114 Final (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/10788579901800390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=10788579901800390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/10788579901800390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/10788579901800390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/freds-revised-schedule-march-12th.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107852719984844013</id><published>2004-03-05T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T17:10:33.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, I've had less and less time to post lately. I had an interesting talk with someone yesterday about speaking in tongues. A lot of what the dude was saying, I don't agree with, but it was interesting non the less. All I know about speaking in tonges is that it is a gift from God, a spiritual gift, and God can give and take away the spiritual gifts as He deems fit. I guess most of what I know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107852719984844013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107852719984844013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107852719984844013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107852719984844013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/03/man-ive-had-less-and-less-time-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107803798417015240</id><published>2004-02-28T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T23:02:37.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok I am blogging again. I know my last blog was a lil sad, cause when I wrote it I was sad. This week was a week where some hard things happend, things always seem to come in groups. Plus I have been busy with way to many design project for my classes, and I have three midterms on Tuesday and Wednesday of this next week. Thank you everyone who commented, I loved the encouragement and for some of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107803798417015240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107803798417015240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107803798417015240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107803798417015240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok-i-am-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107739137352391836</id><published>2004-02-21T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T11:37:49.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well not being hired to camp is an interesting prospect. The thought goes through the mind, is it cause i'm not good enough? Is it cause the people I got to know aren't the "right people" (considering some of my friends that I had up there arne't working up there this next summer). You just have to think...why wasn't I hired. Is it cause the girl in charge of sherwood doesn't like me? Who knows. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107739137352391836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107739137352391836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107739137352391836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107739137352391836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-not-being-hired-to-camp-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107706156018411747</id><published>2004-02-17T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T15:48:38.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So there was this subject that I used to excel in. I actually won awards for it. It was my favorite subject, the subject that I longed for, and heck, it still would be my favorite subject if it were offered. The thing is though, is that its not offered here at UCD. I'm very sad about that. I used to get cool certificates for it. See Nap time was so wonderful...and its just not offered anymore, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107706156018411747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107706156018411747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107706156018411747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107706156018411747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-there-was-this-subject-that-i-used.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107688222229048711</id><published>2004-02-15T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T14:00:24.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The secret of life is to pursue one thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107688222229048711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107688222229048711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107688222229048711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107688222229048711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/secret-of-life-is-to-pursue-one-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107687278461205905</id><published>2004-02-15T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T11:22:52.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well most of my midterms are over...except for the class where my teacher decided since she made a mistake on the exam that we had to retake it.  But thats all good. I think these last two weeks will be the most stressful of the quarter, week four and week five...this next week should be chiller (week six). I just finished the middle week, of the middle quarter, of my senior year in college. Just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107687278461205905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107687278461205905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107687278461205905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107687278461205905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-most-of-my-midterms-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107657154416247619</id><published>2004-02-11T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T23:41:34.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know being joyful doens't mean your happy all time. You can be legitamately sad/sorrowful and still be full of joy right? You know that God saved you and thats good, but you can still feel ... not sure the word but you get the drift. Am I right in thinking this? I'm not even sure what advice I would give someone in my situation. I am not sure. I guess we are always at a loss when we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107657154416247619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107657154416247619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107657154416247619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107657154416247619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/you-know-being-joyful-doenst-mean-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107647275662932693</id><published>2004-02-10T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T20:15:06.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I made a good friend, a God centered woman, dinner last night. Today is February 10th, 2004. May you rest in peace Gil, in the eternal joy of fellowship with God in Heaven. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107647275662932693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107647275662932693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107647275662932693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107647275662932693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-made-good-friend-god-centered-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107638616210682888</id><published>2004-02-09T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T20:11:50.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I made Chicken Parmesan with a mushroom marsala sauce tonight for dinner, served on top of garlic mashed potatoes. I love cooking :). Now if you want to know why I did this your going to have to ask me. peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107638616210682888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107638616210682888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107638616210682888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107638616210682888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-made-chicken-parmesan-with-mushroom.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107631289547421058</id><published>2004-02-08T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T23:50:41.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This blog might sound sad at first, but trust me, it isn't. 3 years ago today was the last time I talked to my best friend Gil. He passed away on February 10th 2001. I remember that one year after it happend I went to his grave and well my eyes profusely emited this salty compound. Then I visited it at his birthday... The last conversation was about girls. Go figure. What a conversation to have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107631289547421058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107631289547421058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107631289547421058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107631289547421058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/this-blog-might-sound-sad-at-first-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107610851821132505</id><published>2004-02-06T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T15:04:21.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, I made it through this week, now I have the men's retreat, which is going to be awesome, its up at shaver lake at Tommy's cabin. Then next week will be easier, I have a homework assignment, a computer assignment, and two midterms. Not so bad. I hope everything is going ok in your lives. Those that read this that I know, know that I am praying for you. For everyone that I know and don't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107610851821132505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107610851821132505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107610851821132505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107610851821132505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/alright-i-made-it-through-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107596580282293674</id><published>2004-02-04T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T23:25:43.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just a few more days...two midterms tommorow that I havne't studied for yet, men's retreat (which is going to be AMAZING), computer assignemnt...midterm next week...almost done...I was getting stressed today, the first time stress has crept in and affected me since last spring. It wasn't pleasant, but God was like, you know, you shouldn't stress and my buddy Elizabeth happend to walk by me at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107596580282293674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107596580282293674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107596580282293674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107596580282293674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/just-few-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107576156298590828</id><published>2004-02-02T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T14:41:40.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just had the realization that tommorow I sign up for classes...for my last quarter in college...at least my last quarter in undergraduate college...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107576156298590828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107576156298590828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107576156298590828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107576156298590828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-just-had-realization-that-tommorow-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107560350829689878</id><published>2004-01-31T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T18:47:23.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever had so much work to do that you just don't want to work, and you sit and don't do anything?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107560350829689878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107560350829689878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107560350829689878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107560350829689878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/ever-had-so-much-work-to-do-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107543301955454355</id><published>2004-01-29T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T10:00:54.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Next week:Monday: Computer project in 165,  Homework in 114, First Aid CertificationTuesday: Homework in 165, Presentation in 190Wednesday: Midterm in 114Thursday: Quiz in 157B, Midterm in MGT 11AFriday - Sunday, Crusade's men's retreat at Shaver Lake (By Fresno)Monday: Design Project 157BDoesn't look like i'm going to have much hangout time next week. So I really want to go to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107543301955454355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107543301955454355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107543301955454355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107543301955454355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/next-week-monday-computer-project-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107526535344429834</id><published>2004-01-27T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T20:51:23.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know that things worth getting are worth working hard for and worth the price you pay. Usually things worth getting you have to work hard for. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to work as hard. I wish things would come easier..but then, would the easy things really satisfy me?On a different note...Eric and I worked out today and I am in ... needless to say... a lot of pain. Pain is good though. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107526535344429834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107526535344429834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107526535344429834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107526535344429834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-know-that-things-worth-getting-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107498044692322912</id><published>2004-01-24T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T13:42:52.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, its been awhile since I posted last. This week has been a rather challenging week for me. We had monday off, and so I thought hey, i'll go into the labs on campus and work on my projects that are due (cause  I don't have the right software on my comp to do them) well, the labs were closed..so you know I did other homework, rather chill. I hung out with Anneth who I really haven't hung out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107498044692322912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107498044692322912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107498044692322912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107498044692322912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/wow-its-been-awhile-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107458112234017652</id><published>2004-01-19T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T22:47:21.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I kinda wanted to talk about DTR's in this post, simply because sometimes they come under very amusing circumstances. (For those of you who don't know, DTR stands for Define the relationship, which occurs when you have two people, and one person shares thier feelings for the other...or that they don't have feelings, its mostly a clarification).I have found a few kinds of DTRs in my 21 years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107458112234017652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107458112234017652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107458112234017652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107458112234017652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-kinda-wanted-to-talk-about-dtrs-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107437288635976068</id><published>2004-01-17T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T12:56:42.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm this risk. Well it was pretty chill, and it took me out of my comfort zone. It wasn't say a risk to my life like jumping out of a moving vehicle, but it was no mediocre risk. It was something i did that could very well affect the next portion of my life, if not my life, but it also might not affect it at all, and nothing will come of it.  But thats enough of that. To much thinking, not enough</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107437288635976068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107437288635976068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107437288635976068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107437288635976068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/hmm-this-risk.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107411181702739594</id><published>2004-01-14T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T12:25:28.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yup definintly took a risk today.  We'll see what happens when its time to take the next risk :)Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107411181702739594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107411181702739594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107411181702739594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107411181702739594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/yup-definintly-took-risk-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107406650911496492</id><published>2004-01-13T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T23:54:06.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's entry is "The Beautiful Letdown" by Switchfoot. If you have never heard switchfoot, ...I suggest listening to them :).It was a beautiful letdownwhen I crashed and burnedwhen i found myself alone, unknown and hurtIt was a beautiful letdownthe day I knewthat all the riches this world had to offer me, would never doIn a world full of bitter pain and bitter doubtI was trying so hard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107406650911496492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107406650911496492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107406650911496492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107406650911496492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/todays-entry-is-beautiful-letdown-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107386160957818207</id><published>2004-01-11T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T14:53:50.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well school started ... sometimes i wish I could be in college, but not go to the classes. They really drag it down ;). I have had an interesting few days. My friend Easter Bonnie got married on saturday, and it was tight, I got to chill with some fellow sherwooders, and swing dance with the girl who taught me how to swing dance (or at least the first few moves). So it was great. Bonnie is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107386160957818207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107386160957818207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107386160957818207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107386160957818207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-school-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107350165581929622</id><published>2004-01-07T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T10:54:35.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrighty, so my second class today was canceled because it was only a discussion so i'm just chillin in the engineering lab. Its cool and all, I had a bunch of stuff to print out.  Plus, I'm still trying to figure out what to do for bible study this quarter...considering I need to have something thought up pretty soon :). All the guys in my study are going into the marketplace/workforce so I want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107350165581929622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107350165581929622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107350165581929622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107350165581929622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/alrighty-so-my-second-class-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107320169983420280</id><published>2004-01-03T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T23:35:18.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I shall post because I really haven't disappeared off the face of the earth, just yet at least :). This last week has been amazing. I ended up having to drive down to Christmas conference, which was a bit intense for me cause I've never drivin that far before (to SD) and the traffic..was not pleasant. But what made matters much better on the drive was Jen F. was riding in the car with me and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107320169983420280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107320169983420280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107320169983420280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107320169983420280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-i-shall-post-because-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107242413056543490</id><published>2003-12-25T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T23:35:46.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well this is a pretty quick post because I'm leaving tommorow for San Diego and I just found out i'm driving the whole way (never quite driven that far before) and this was sprung on me at the last minute, so it was a lil eventful the last day or so figuring out logistics and calling people. But in all its great. I'm just excited about the whole thing. I had a great Christmas today, more to come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107242413056543490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107242413056543490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107242413056543490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107242413056543490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-this-is-pretty-quick-post-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107216521179964210</id><published>2003-12-22T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T23:40:27.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now that my friends are back from school my break has become more eventful :). Yesterday I chilled with Ed, very interesting conversations I have with that guy. Saw Alf today, he is going to Urbana soon and I to Crusade's Christmas conference so this might be the extent we see each other over break. Then I hung out with Erin today, now Erin is one of those girls that raises the bar for all other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107216521179964210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107216521179964210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107216521179964210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107216521179964210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/now-that-my-friends-are-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107190477644893500</id><published>2003-12-19T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T23:19:51.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So my sister is getting married on 04-04-04. The guy she is marrying is a good guy. Really nice. His parents refuse to come to the wedding or meet my parents. (My sister and he have been dating for three and a half years). The reason they refuse, they are Jehovah's Witnesses and they apparantly don't recognize marriages that aren't done in thier church. My sister's fiancee was raised Catholic and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107190477644893500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107190477644893500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107190477644893500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107190477644893500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-my-sister-is-getting-married-on-04.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107181926025654532</id><published>2003-12-18T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T23:48:18.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another chill day. I love spending time with God. Can I just say that? I had started to miss spending time with God as my quarter was coming to an end, man was that ever a mistake. Spending time with the Lord is one of the most important times of the day. Plus I got to thinking, if I am to invest in people, and help them grow spiritually, how can I expect to do that if I am not growing in God? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107181926025654532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107181926025654532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107181926025654532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107181926025654532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/another-chill-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107173568796547113</id><published>2003-12-18T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T00:21:42.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today was a chill day. I mailed some things off, mowed and edged the yard,  worked out at the club, had some good conversations, listened to David Crowder's CD "Illuminate" (awesome CD I might add), figured our references for one of my applications, and did a good portion of the Crusade STINT application. I'd say it was a productive day. Now, not as productive as if I had been focused all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107173568796547113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107173568796547113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107173568796547113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107173568796547113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-today-was-chill-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107164601549660474</id><published>2003-12-16T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T23:27:09.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have many interesting decisions weighing on me right now. I have the decision on what turn my life will take over the next year to two (more correctly two and a half). The many options that that brings up, like STINT, seminary, grad school, work, where to work, etc. There are other thoughts on my mind as well. Thoughts and prayers that go out to the people that I care for. Those that I know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107164601549660474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107164601549660474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107164601549660474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107164601549660474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-have-many-interesting-decisions.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107152253394579988</id><published>2003-12-15T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T13:09:07.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrighty, so after reading in bed til the early hours of the morning and getting up around noon today (Gosh do I love being on Christmas break), I'm up. I do need to do stuff today though and during Christmas break. There are Christmas presents to be gotten, a Calvin Crest Application to fill out, a STINT application to fill out, runs to run, and one of the best things of all, books to read :). </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107152253394579988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107152253394579988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107152253394579988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107152253394579988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/alrighty-so-after-reading-in-bed-til.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107147234474075942</id><published>2003-12-14T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T23:12:38.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well the last few days since finals ended have been pretty chill. I made dinner for some wonderful ladies on thursday (pesto and chicken, with bread and balsamic dipping sauce, the keylime pie with strawberry whip topping...creation of my own originally it was going to be strawberry rhubarb pie, so I got the strawberries but no store in davis had fresh or frozen rhubarb...so I got creative :)). </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107147234474075942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107147234474075942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107147234474075942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107147234474075942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-last-few-days-since-finals-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107048917734646284</id><published>2003-12-10T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T12:33:06.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I wrote part of a post a few days ago but then decided not to post it cause I told myself not to post for the last week and a half. (Finals week ya know and the week before...so its understandable). Well last week was interesting. There happend to be a newspaper article about the Faith levels on campus. (Spirituality and such). THey interviewed a few groups who considered themselves "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107048917734646284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107048917734646284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107048917734646284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107048917734646284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-i-wrote-part-of-post-few-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107018202984915769</id><published>2003-11-30T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T00:47:19.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrighty...tommorow begins the grind until the end of finals. My next 9 days: Bible study monday, Project due wednesday, Bible study wednesday, Crusade thursday, Crusade thing friday, huge take home final due monday, final on monday, final on tuesday, second final on tuesday....FREEDOM! :). So to everyone, you are in my prayers, Jesus loves you all more than you can ever know, dream of, or desire</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107018202984915769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107018202984915769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107018202984915769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107018202984915769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/11/alrighty.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-107000153819357226</id><published>2003-11-27T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T22:39:07.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today is Thanksgiving. On Monday in Bible study we talked to each other about what we were thankful for in general, and then what we were thankful for in members of the study. Of course everyone that has roommates in the study said they were thankful for each other, I know I would be a different person without the patience, friendship, and community that my house has...well at least 4 of us.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/107000153819357226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=107000153819357226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107000153819357226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/107000153819357226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-today-is-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-106992438159782523</id><published>2003-11-27T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T01:13:10.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrighty I'm going to give it another post, cause i'm doing playing with the colors and everything for now. The colors are quite Christmassy which I didn't think of...I was more thinking Redingham, and I just like the contrast between green and red. Well I'm getting tired, and I hope everyone has a happy thanksgiving.Grace and Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/106992438159782523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=106992438159782523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/106992438159782523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/106992438159782523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/11/alrighty-im-going-to-give-it-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-106991872516943183</id><published>2003-11-26T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T00:27:00.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm just seeing what I can do with this thing, when I have more time (ie after finals) i will post more. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/106991872516943183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=106991872516943183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/106991872516943183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/106991872516943183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/11/im-just-seeing-what-i-can-do-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127745.post-106974934098091469</id><published>2003-11-25T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T00:35:49.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well i'm not sure what to write right now, since I just started this blog. There is a lot going on in my life right now, and there is a lot that has happend in my life, which I will probably post to this. I'm not sure right now what I will do with it, but just express my thoughts, express how I feel, and express that my sole strenght comes from Jesus, my Lord and Savior, because without Him I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/feeds/106974934098091469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6127745&amp;postID=106974934098091469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/106974934098091469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6127745/posts/default/106974934098091469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slicedfred.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-im-not-sure-what-to-write-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Fred</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699166454932144950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
