It turns out that I already have a Native American name! Uh, so to speak, if you don't count the spelling diference. For the Hebrew it's spelled Shiloh and has several meanings: "The Second Coming", "The Messiah" and "Peace". Coincidentally the Native American meaning is "Peaceful". But it's spelled Shiloe. So, if you don't count the spelling, I've had an indigenous name all along.
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Welp, Christmas is almost here again. And tonight is zee night good ole Santy Claus takes his famous sleigh ride. It seems not so long ago I was thinking around Easter time(?) that Christmas was far off. My, how time flies--even when you're miserable. *thinking over the spring and summer* But by tomorrow night this time it'll be practically o-v-e-r.
Speaking of tomorrow, it looks like Jen and Mike want Jon and I to go see Lord of the Rings with them in I.F. at the Edwards theater (a nice multi-movie plex). Go eat lunch or breakfast depending on what time they want to see it then go see the movie itself. So, if we do it'll be the most unique Christmas of moi's yet. Usually it's spent purusing my gifts and using them if they are anythang but clothes.
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