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Break me down into little visual categories

I'm back in town and haven't had Internet access since last Friday, which was surprisingly fine (although I'm sure it will hit me once I start surfing and see how much I missed).

I realize I've had the same post (oh! the horrors!) up boring you all for days and days.

So, considering that, then admitting I've only got a bunch of uncompleted drafts and nothing at all final, but wanting something fresh and new, I give you visual DNA.

Thanks to OmegaMom who tuned me into this.



Also...I got some really interesting comments about the justice and forgiveness question Mary gave me in the interview.

Would anybody be interested in selecting a specific day or week and posting in a roudtable about justice, forgiveness, how they work together, which is more essential, etc?

Let me know!

P.S. If I owe you a reply here or via email I will be in touch soon, I promise. :)

copyright 2007 Julie Pippert

Comments

Gwen said…
Hmm ... you might could perhaps possibly entice me to discuss justice and forgiveness. Maybe.

I'm very decisive. I think it's my best quality, really. How about you?

:)
Bones said…
My best quality is humility. I really pride myself on it.
thailandchani said…
Forgiveness and justice, eh? Well, that should be an interesting topic!

:)


Peace,

~Chani
Kyla said…
I've been busy and am just now catching up on my blog reading, so you didn't bore me at all! :) Of course, KayTar has checking your blog every night for a new post...she read it once and she keeps coming back. *lol*
Unknown said…
I did this a couple of weeks ago and I didn't agree with my description at all. I need to try again. I'm sure I answered the questions wrong! ;)

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