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My alarm clock went off, and I dutifully swung my feet out from the covers and planted them on the floor. It’s time to fly across the country. I have not traveled for the past three weekends, and I’ve enjoyed that time off more than I would’ve predicted. I was not ready to leave home again.

It’s been good to be at home and take care of projects around the house that have been annoying me. I am landscaping my side yard to make it look cool. I’m planting shrubs along my back wall that will grow tall enough so that I don’t have to see my neighbor’s house. I’m not ready to quit the jet-set lifestyle and become a predictable homebody. But it feels right to stay at home and clean up around the house and guard the castle.

I’m on the plane now, on my flight to Raleigh, North Carolina. The captain just told us we were passing over Little Rock, Arkansas, so I’m guessing we are halfway there. All I can think about was this movie Candyce and I saw last night, “The Incredibles”. The movie was absolutely so entertaining and skillfully put together. As a creative person myself, I was inspired by the quality of the movie. But at the same time, it made all of my creations see so very small.

Even though Version2 of lifeteen.com will soon be done, it still seems like such a small accomplishment compared to a movie like that. We almost missed the movie because I was at work so late last night. Whenever I stay at work late, it reminds me of Georgia Tech. We always worked through the night. There’s a certain invincibility that comes with being a workaholic.

I will be so happy when the new website is up, because I will finally have something to the world that I’ve been up to something the past couple years. I want to call old friends from college, but I am embarrassed that I do not have any glowing example of my hard work.

I am absolutely fascinated with success. I don’t mean success as in the accumulation of material things, but success as a gauge of someone’s ability and dedication.

I was cleaning the kitchen when I overheard my roommate watching “The Apprentice”. I have made it a point not to get caught in the reality-show-of-the-moment, but I couldn’t help but be intrigued with the cast of the show. They were determined to be successful. Even though they were obnoxious bullies, I admired their relentless drive.

I’m in the first pages of Tom Wolf’s new book called, “I am Charlotte Simmons.” She is a country girl from the mountains of Western North Carolina. I was raised there, so I can identify with her journey. She gets into an Ivy League school on full scholarship. The book goes into elaborate detail about the prestige of the school, and the caliber of student that goes there. I was thrilled to be reading this. I want to be one of them!;

I like to be surrounded by excellence. I want to do what I do, and do it better than I thought I could. I am not happy with how things are going at the studio. Everything we do is based on an uninteresting concept. Nothing is spectacular. We are doing a new project now, and it’s at least exciting to look at.

I understand that I’ve written about this same subject so many times before. And again, I don’t know how God’s will works into all of this. I truly do not. I do know that I sort out my ambition in this journal almost every day. I also know I need to pray more about all of this ambition, but I haven’t started doing that yet.

Tonight a small group of friends got together at a wine bar to celebrate my birthday. We’ve had so many big parties at my house in the past month, so it was nice to have such an intimate group of my favorite people.

It’s funny what kind of gifts people gave me. Johnny game me a Hot Wheel version of my ‘54 Chevy Bel Air. Normally I would’ve thanked him for the original idea, but a six-year-old girl at my church got one for me yesterday.

I got a couple gift certificates for stores, and one person gave back a present that I’d given him. It was an autographed photo of me. It was funny to give it to him in the first place, and even funnier to get it back.

Megan made me big floor pillows for my living room. I guess she was tired of sitting on the floor when we all get together to watch “24″. My friend Melanie gave me a framed picture of me and Candyce. I think that was my favorite.

I’m 26 now, and I’m not an easy person to buy a gift for, mostly just because I don’t like things.; I like to have a simple home and a simple life, all filled with people I love. I wouldn’t mind having a house at the beach or something, but even then I know another thing isn’t going to make me happier.

I have had a wonderful, wonderful twenty-six years. Thank you Jesus!