40-45 hours a week...sometimes i get a lunc, sometimes not. 8:00 am thru 5:00 pm.
the way my budget is though, i might be looking for more hours. maybe the 60-70 area...
just curious.. todays "times" says that americans do most things one hour before the brits do.. americans, it says, start work at 8am, brits rarely before 9 am.
american lunch is at 12 noon, the uk is 1pm.
american dinner is at 6pm, uk eats around 7.. but how many hours do you need to actually work?.
40-45 hours a week...sometimes i get a lunc, sometimes not. 8:00 am thru 5:00 pm.
the way my budget is though, i might be looking for more hours. maybe the 60-70 area...
no matter where you go today, you'll find a computer.
do you think that one day computers will be found in kh's?
they could store tons of information on each witness, instead of writting it down on a piece of paper.
blondie..im curious as well...
no matter where you go today, you'll find a computer.
do you think that one day computers will be found in kh's?
they could store tons of information on each witness, instead of writting it down on a piece of paper.
blondie..im curious as well...
i want to set up a simple blog on a web site with its own domain.
any recommendations for the best open source "system" out there?
i noticed there's a few, but thought i'd tap into the collective voice of experience before proceeding.. i will most likely be using php.. thank you kindly,.
a GREAT I mean GREAT CGI blogger is
Greymatter
by noah something, lol, i dont remember his last name, but all bets are on it being grey.
its an amazing tool, a little slower than PHP, but much more novice friendly
the post about jehovah sending panties through the mail is funny.
it reminds me of all the stories at the assemblies and conventions of zealous witnesses rewarded for their dedication.
i never believed any of them.
its times like this, that i wish the witnesses would pull this crap on me. even just the 9/11 story, or variations of it...i could put them in their place.
I remember one story about a woman who walked 8 miles every week to get to meeting (some 3rd world country). She happened to intercept a messege that she could bearly read, telling where the meeting was to take place this week, instead of the usual kingdom hall. she walked the few miles to the new site where the messege said the meeting would be, but no one showed up. So a few days later, she got news that the kingdom hall had been raided in the past couple days, torched, the building, and killed all the witnesses..but of course, it was "obeying divine instruction" that 'saved' her life...
what about the other people that would killed?
steve and i attended our very last meeting this evening.
i wrote a thread a few weeks ago about our elder visit and their decision to announce that we were disassociated.
they agreed to wait until we returned from our vacation so i could tell my grandma who still attends via phone link and so she wouldn't have to be alone in her devastation.
can you email me the pics? i wanna see them really bad!
as you know, i?ve had a bit of a day.
((((((you guys)))))).
i am stunned and numb right now, and for some reason, i do not feel as tired as probably should.
*gives strength over*
I dont need it for now...I want to help in any way possible...let me know buddy.
on another thread i posted the "titles" of some awake!
articles.
i thought it might be neat to allow others to add to the fun.
hmm...
"Making more money than the faithful and discreet slave, Is it jealousy?"
my parents were both very strict, and i wasn't allowed any toys at the hall.
my rations included a copy of my book of bible stories, and a pen and note pad.
my parents were strict to the point of not allowing me to draw pictures, i had to "take notes".
Dolph...I could have gone the rest of my life without ever knowing that game you played.
All men have probably played it at one point or another....but its like consitpation...you just DONT talk about it ....
my parents were both very strict, and i wasn't allowed any toys at the hall.
my rations included a copy of my book of bible stories, and a pen and note pad.
my parents were strict to the point of not allowing me to draw pictures, i had to "take notes".
my friend Ricky and I would break out the bibles and start browsing thru them. It looked great because we were both totally wrapped up in the bible, it was fun because we were taking words from randomly around the bible to make into a sick, twisted, totally f-ed up sentance.