<?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-37136504</id><updated>2011-07-19T23:37:15.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Timothy E. Fraser</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-117072032722538286</id><published>2007-02-05T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:05:27.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Site Move</title><content type='html'>I'm no longer posting to this blogsite... you can access my blog from my website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fewsterpublications.com"&gt;www.fewsterpublications.com&lt;/a&gt;  - click on blog! its that easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to change your links in your blog, or add me if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;And then go comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-117072032722538286?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/117072032722538286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=117072032722538286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/117072032722538286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/117072032722538286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-site-move.html' title='Blog Site Move'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116959074307162114</id><published>2007-01-23T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T17:19:03.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, oh! and more Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok, so I'm back in Victoria. All settled in. And can I say, it's been raining non-stop. I don't mind rain, but there comes a time when its just too much. I'd much rather have the snow right now.. but without the cold.But after all that rain, today is the first day, that its nice and sunny outside. Actualy quite beautiful. Nice to be out from all the cold. Since I've been here I haven't worn a jacket yet. BUT I still want snow. I prayed long and hard for it to come to Toronto and it finally came (only 4 days before I moved I might add). So think it will work for here? They might not like it too much considering they've had more than Toronto so far this year. (unless you guys have gotten another snow storm since I left.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways. Things are good here. Job hunting. I haven't quite decided what I want to do here yet. There's a job opening up working with teen boys going through drug rehab. I'm hoping to get in there, so pray for that. But if that doesn't go through, pray that I find something else that I'll enjoy doing! I hate looking for work!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the flip side, its been nice to just relax. Sit around the house and get things orgaized. Yet, I'm really bored. I feel like I'm contradicting myself here, but who's watching. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways. I'm off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116959074307162114?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116959074307162114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116959074307162114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116959074307162114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116959074307162114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2007/01/rain-rain-oh-and-more-rain.html' title='Rain, Rain, oh! and more Rain'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116907177542768090</id><published>2007-01-17T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:09:35.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So I've realized I haven't blogged in ages! Been over a month!I hope everyone had an amazing christmas, had an awesome new years, and that everyone isn't too bitter about going back to work and school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I have like 3 more days in Toronto, and I thought I would say thank you to all my friends for everything you've done! The past 3 years being here, have been amazing. And without you, I don't know where I would have ended up. You guys have supported me in every way (even though sometimes I was stubborn, and my decisions were stupid). All of you have tested me, challenged me, and pushed me into boundaries that I wouldn't have gone to myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To all of you, I say that I love you all. And I'll see you soon!!(Don't worry, I'll be back to visit!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116907177542768090?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116907177542768090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116907177542768090&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116907177542768090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116907177542768090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-almost-time.html' title='It&apos;s almost time!'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116633582125955178</id><published>2006-12-16T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:14:50.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Metcalf Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/915124/IMG_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/200/940844/IMG_0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/329249/IMG_0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/200/643228/IMG_0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/875289/IMG_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/200/859405/IMG_0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/2734/IMG_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/200/121740/IMG_0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/878961/IMG_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/694871/IMG_0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/41839/IMG_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/970291/IMG_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude... Curtis is Married!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who ever whould have thought... the day has come... Curtis and Erin are finally married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best goes out to those two great people, along with their son Luke. May God Bless you guys! We Love Ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Pictures you will see:&lt;br /&gt;1. Luke walking Erin down the isle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. The Groomsmen (and lady) - LtoR; Curtis (groom), Mike (bestman), Chris, Me, Jenn&lt;br /&gt;3. Curtis taking Luke and Erin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. First kiss as man and wife!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116633582125955178?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116633582125955178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116633582125955178&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116633582125955178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116633582125955178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/12/metcalf-wedding.html' title='A Metcalf Wedding'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116529564983217885</id><published>2006-12-05T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:14:09.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Snowed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/253196/Toronto_dec4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/320/545108/Toronto_dec4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I might be getting a little excited with the fact that it snowed, considering we only got a few cm.  But we all know, I love snow.  So it was really nice to start to see the snow arriving. Now of course, I'm sure I'll wake up in the morning, and it will be all gone... stupid global warming!&lt;br /&gt;But sure enough, It'll come back again, full force. &lt;br /&gt;Oh to wake up when there's 5 feet of snow outside! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.  This was my excitment for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116529564983217885?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116529564983217885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116529564983217885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116529564983217885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116529564983217885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-snowed.html' title='It Snowed!'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116492307873273761</id><published>2006-11-30T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T16:45:04.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Turning Back</title><content type='html'>ok, well this is it.  My final flight home is bought.&lt;br /&gt;I leave January 20th, 2007. @ 7:55pm from Terminal 1.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be flying Air Canada flight AC191... (for those of you who wish to come see me off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the plan for the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now till Dec 21st: Toronto&lt;br /&gt;Dec 22 till Jan 3rd: Victorica, BC&lt;br /&gt;Jan 3rd till Jan 20th: back in Toronto&lt;br /&gt;Jan 20th till.... ? : Victoria, BC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of you reading this, you'll figure out that I'll be in Toronto for another 5 weeks, total.&lt;br /&gt;(3 weeks before Christmas break) (2 weeks after)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I've had so many people tell me we have to get together before I go, so if you want to get together... let me know when, so I can mark you in. Cause those 5 weeks are going to fly by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116492307873273761?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116492307873273761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116492307873273761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116492307873273761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116492307873273761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-turning-back.html' title='No Turning Back'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116474492107357374</id><published>2006-11-28T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:15:21.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraser Clan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/1600/fp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/320/fp3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok so this is the Fraser Crest.  A lot of people have asked me what is was... so that's that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fraser's are from Scotland heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Je Suis Prest'  means  'I Am Ready'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool if you ask me. Stands for a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I incorporated it into my website which is why all the questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else have a family 'crest'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116474492107357374?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116474492107357374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116474492107357374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116474492107357374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116474492107357374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/fraser-clan.html' title='Fraser Clan'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116468429161235143</id><published>2006-11-27T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:24:51.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT SNOW!</title><content type='html'>ok... so honestly... I really really want snow!&lt;br /&gt;Need I remind everyone one more time... I LOVE SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;Why is it...&lt;br /&gt;that the cities in BC that never get snow (like Powell River and Gibsons... grrr!), already have like 2 feet...&lt;br /&gt;and the big city like Toronto... (like... here) has NOTHING! &lt;br /&gt;Toronto = Snow&lt;br /&gt;Gibsons and Powell River = open ocean, green grass, no snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in conclusion... I'm praying for snow for tomorrow. Everyone pray with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and as a request from a friend, pray that Gibsons gets more snow tomorrow for a snow day. (but really... mostly that Toronto gets snow :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g'night everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116468429161235143?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116468429161235143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116468429161235143&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116468429161235143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116468429161235143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-snow.html' title='I WANT SNOW!'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116464921534687676</id><published>2006-11-27T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T12:40:16.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>where's the snow?!?</title><content type='html'>ok.. so I'm not a huge fan of the cold, but I miss the snow!!&lt;br /&gt;If it snowed right now it would be great! Its not too cold, and would be perfect!&lt;br /&gt;And what's with BC getting snow before Toronto. Thats just wrong.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/572513/loc24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/200/930265/loc24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See... what's with our no snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/1600/77487/getFile3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1500/4165/200/161572/getFile3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And why did BC already get a storm! GRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well.. I'm moving back so I guess I can't complain. Except I'll probably get back and the snow will be gone! Bugger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would share that I miss the snow...  I wanna go tobogganing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116464921534687676?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116464921534687676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116464921534687676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116464921534687676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116464921534687676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/wheres-snow.html' title='where&apos;s the snow?!?'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116417682696181067</id><published>2006-11-22T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T01:27:06.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Toronto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/1600/alaska370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/200/alaska370.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/1600/IMG_3595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/200/IMG_3595.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/1600/phmalahat.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/200/phmalahat.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the decision is made.  And I will pack up my things and leave Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will yonder over to  the west coast, back to British Columbia.  This time, to Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll head back to the beautiful mountains, the open blue ocean and the wonderful BC weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how I'll miss Toronto.  The smog... the non-existent scenery... and the -40 degrees c of cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116417682696181067?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116417682696181067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116417682696181067&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116417682696181067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116417682696181067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/goodbye-toronto_116417682696181067.html' title='Goodbye Toronto'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116394643873101718</id><published>2006-11-19T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:46:42.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boy!</title><content type='html'>Dude! I'm an uncle! How sweet is that!&lt;br /&gt;Jess had her baby early this morning after being in labour for something like 24hours. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes out to Jess and Corey, congradulations. Congrats to the grandparents (hahahaha), Glen and Rosanne Fraser and Corey's parents. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/200/Aidan-momdad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I introduce, to the world, Aidan Lucas McCracken.&lt;br /&gt;Born November 19th, 2006&lt;br /&gt;Weighing in at something like just under 7lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/1600/AidanLucas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/320/AidanLucas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoot Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE!!! I'm an uncle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/200/Aidan-grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/200/Aidan-grandpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116394643873101718?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116394643873101718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116394643873101718&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116394643873101718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116394643873101718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a boy!'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116382858539471125</id><published>2006-11-17T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:02:23.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>‘because you say so’</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I went to Ignite Class this morning, as I usual do with my Friday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;Today Mrj Dave Ivany was speaking on Leadership and Personal Development.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have to say I defiantly enjoy Dave’s classes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Especially when we start the class off with doing a Lectio Divina.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Lectio Divina, in short, is the reading of a certain passage and listening to it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Reading it a few times, and listening to what God is speaking through it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And really listening to what stands out for you. Sometimes, it being a word or phrase. And then contemplating on the word and see what God is telling you through this. So it’s a time for reading, listening, and responding). So moving on, Dave read a passage from Luke 5: 1-11, which is the ‘Calling of the First Disciples’. (find the scripture passage below)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The phrase that stuck out for me, was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘because you say so’&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After listening to what God was trying to tell me, it because very obvious, that I sometimes have trouble being able to do things… because He said so. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, I know he’s telling me, and I know its right. But I think at times, we all turn our ear, and try to believe it isn’t so.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And sometimes I think, does He really want me to do that? Does he really want me to go there?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And most importantly… Does he really want me to go outside my boundaries?&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;There’s only one answer for all of this… YES!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And all of you are thinking…well dude, of course. That’s obvious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course it’s obvious, but how many of you apply it?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ask yourself, has God ever told me to do something that seemed totally whack, so you just said, nah. I’ll do it later, but never do it. Or heaven bid, you just blatantly said No, that’s not me.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be first to admit, I have said no to God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve said no to doing something God wanted me to do. I’ve said no to talking to someone God placed on my heart to minister to.&lt;br /&gt;So here’s my proposal. If God says to do something… DO IT!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cause there’s a reason as to why he’s placed it on your heart. And it may seem crazy, totally whack and outside your boundaries, but as Christians, were called to do things outside our pretty box.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So suck it up!&lt;br /&gt;So here am I standing, as I say, I’m going to suck it up, and step out, and go where God leads me. Where that is? I’m not sure yet… but he’s given me an idea. Not somewhere I was actually expecting to go, but if its His will, I will go! And I’m kinda actually really excited about the idea now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in conclusion… suck it up you warriors. Press on… Push forward… and do God’s will… cause frankly… your will isn’t going to cut it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Luke 5: 1-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Calling of the First Disciples  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25101" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One day as Jesus was standing by the Lake of Gennesaret, with the people crowding around him and listening to the word of God, &lt;span id="en-NIV-25102" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he saw at the water's edge two boats, left there by the fishermen, who were washing their nets. &lt;span id="en-NIV-25103" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He got into one of the boats, the one belonging to Simon, and asked him to put out a little from shore. Then he sat down and taught the people from the boat. &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-25104" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When he had finished speaking, he said to Simon, "Put out into deep water, and let down the nets for a catch." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25105" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Simon answered, "Master, we've worked hard all night and haven't caught anything. But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because you say so&lt;/span&gt;, I will let down the nets." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25106" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When they had done so, they caught such a large number of fish that their nets began to break. &lt;span id="en-NIV-25107" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So they signaled their partners in the other boat to come and help them, and they came and filled both boats so full that they began to sink. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-25108" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When Simon Peter saw this, he fell at Jesus' knees and said, "Go away from me, Lord; I am a sinful man!" &lt;span id="en-NIV-25109" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For he and all his companions were astonished at the catch of fish they had taken, &lt;span id="en-NIV-25110" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and so were James and John, the sons of Zebedee, Simon's partners. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Then Jesus said to Simon, "Don't be afraid; from now on you will catch men." &lt;span id="en-NIV-25111" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So they pulled their boats up on shore, left everything and followed him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116382858539471125?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116382858539471125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116382858539471125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116382858539471125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116382858539471125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/because-you-say-so.html' title='‘because you say so’'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116345538664273896</id><published>2006-11-13T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:03:06.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Frog Legs!</title><content type='html'>sup? all you crazy guys and gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I haven't updated in a while, so I thought I'd give'er another go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you ask, so what's new Tim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a whole lot really.  Its been a slow week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to share a few, here's a list of stuff I've done this past few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I enjoyed the Promise Keepers weekend this past Fri/Sat.  Surprisingly it was alright. I've never been one for those things but it seemed to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;-had a bday party for Johnny (one of the kids in our community)&lt;br /&gt;-went to a concert at Bloor Central where Greg performed.&lt;br /&gt;-hung out with the igniters... an awfully lot this weekend! lol.  including, the concert at Bloor... chilling till wee hours sunday night... going grocery shopping with Steph and Grace this morning... then hanging back at their house for a while longer... then probably doing something tonight...   At times I feel like I could be the 4th wanna-be igniter... but I'm not...&lt;br /&gt;-sunday night we watched Oceans 11 and ate brownies for their 2nd B&amp;B night (this time it was Brad Pit and Brownies)&lt;br /&gt;-and all the other Sunday activites that happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all that happened the past few days.   Not very eventful, but was exciting to say the least... who knows what tonight lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmerooski!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116345538664273896?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116345538664273896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116345538664273896&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116345538664273896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116345538664273896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/chocolate-frog-legs.html' title='Chocolate Frog Legs!'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116287569886802306</id><published>2006-11-06T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:01:39.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats to Jess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/1600/6A9H5029%5B3%5D.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/200/6A9H5029%5B3%5D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats goes out to my sister, Jess and her fiance Corey on their new engagement!!&lt;br /&gt;So weird!  She's starting a family and getting married... and I'm still single! haha. Oh well, such as life.  I'm still waiting for the perfect person to realize where I am. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jess and Corey before Prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/1600/019_19A.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/320/019_19A.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and here is Jess and Corey at their baby shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/1600/jess_corey.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1500/4165/320/jess_corey.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116287569886802306?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116287569886802306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116287569886802306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116287569886802306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116287569886802306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/congrats-to-jess.html' title='Congrats to Jess!'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116279497563495003</id><published>2006-11-06T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T01:43:36.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday... the day of rest?</title><content type='html'>The day of rest my bumhole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Sunday's are probably my busiest day!  I begin by waking up at 8:30, to get up, get showered, get dressed (in somewhat half decent wear, and at times my uni.), and then be out the door by 9ish.  At that time I catch the TTC (public transit), for the hour long journey to Yorkwoods (my job... where I also have to attend sunday morning meetings). So I arrive at Yorkwoods at 10ish... 1030 if the subway is dreadfully slow.  Get things in order for sunday school. Get the 'sanctuary' in working order and making sure sound is working. Oh, and then today, consited of calling the cops, because someone decided to use our back lawn as their personal parking spot. So I had to wait around for them to show up, and then sign off on that.  So its 12:50pm, and I'm now leaving Yorkwoods to head back downtown to make it for Discipleship Class (Soldier's Class) at 2.  So I arrive just in time for it to start, and we get out of there at 3:30. Only once again to head out to the community centre for 614, to start setting up!  It takes about an hour to get everything unloaded from the van, chairs, and everything setup in the room.  But today, Kim decides to drive a few of us cause we were all left behind at the office. So we all barrel down to her car, and were standing around, and I think I'll make my way to shotgun before anyone calls it.  Of course, Steph must have called it (of course, i still stand by NOT hearing it) and she made it there before me. Ugh! And then... the other girls, Grace and Sherry, decide to get in from the other side and go over so I then have to walk all the way back around to the other side of the car to get in. (not that it was really a whole long walk... literally took me 5 steps,  but it was just gah!)  So were in the car, and they're all making fun of me. Someone mentioned stoning me, and then Steph (or maybe it was Grace), said something about revoking my invitation for the party tonight (which I'll explain later). So we get to the centre, by this time, they've unloaded the van so we just need to set up. So that gets done, the service goes on, and Fiona spoke.. very good by the way. and we finish up. By time 6pm rolls around, were just ending the service, and making our way for fellowship meal. Which I usually get pushed and shoved into the back of the line until someone nice lets me in. hahaha.  So today, I get my food, go start to eat, and Kim took my plate. Not that I really cared but that just meant going back into line, only to once again be stuck with people pushing and shoving (cough cough) and then getting yelled at cause I was back for seconds (which I wasn't, was actually just getting a plate for myself cause my original was taken). So I get that. Go eat. And thats all nice and dandy. Today was Shephards Pie.  So we load up the van, and get over to the office to unload.  7:30 rolls around and were all just kicking around upstairs in the office waiting for people to get ready to head over to the ignite house... (the igniters decided to put on this B&amp;amp;B night... a boys band and board game night). So fine, we all head over there, and it takes like another 30 min before we even get started on something. So Steph, explains to us how to play this lunch box game, and what entertaining, but I have to say, I suck at games... and it showed.  My team mates weren't too impressed with our almost loss.  Actually only one person was, who I won't say who it was. ...   Ok. So we do this game (and really, it was fun, but the other team kicked our butt).  So moving on, 8:45 rolls around and I say I need to head out. So I say my goodbyes and take off.  And oh, the night doesn't end there.  I'm off to go watch a movie with the guys (Curt, Matt, Rob, Geoff and I), went to catch a late night movie. The movie... Borat. That movie was probably one of the funniest and disturbing movies I have ever seen.  I only urge you to see it if you can handle movies which are WAY over boundaries.  Funny as ever, but WOW!  And thats all I'll say about that.  So I get home around 12:30am (its now Monday) and we turn on Family Guy to just zone out.  And its now 1:30am, and I'm online... typing a blog. Mostly cause I'm still trying to catch my breath from laughing so hard.  But I do have work in the morning.  Geez, I have to be up at like 10 tomorrow morning.  I hate that!&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now. I just thought I would show you all how great my day of rest is! I know this is really long, and I've probably made a million mistakes, but I'm tired and need REST!&lt;br /&gt;I really do love this life... it keeps me busy and occupied!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116279497563495003?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116279497563495003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116279497563495003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116279497563495003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116279497563495003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunday-day-of-rest.html' title='Sunday... the day of rest?'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116266737801339155</id><published>2006-11-04T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T14:09:38.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what if... what if... I were somewhere else</title><content type='html'>ok, so I thought I should put up a real blog... yet... oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the past  two days I've been going through this 'I should redesign every website I'm contracted under' phase.  So in the past two days, I've redesigned 4 websites.  Now I don't know why I've done this. Some of them were pretty good to begin with (except for the Ignite one which I despised). But maybe its change, cause change is good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm one for change.  I like change. Not just cause its something new, but becuase... well ya, its something new.  I've been thinking a lot about change. Thinking to myself... "what if I were doing this. What if I wasn't. What if I was with someone.  What if I lived somewhere else."  And really, I guess I realized it wouldn't be all that bad.  I love my life. I love my job. I love my roommates. I love my city. I love my country. But change is good. Its a fresh start. It's a chance to start something new.  So where does that leave me?  Am I to drop what I'm doing right this minute? Nah.  For pete's sake, I love who I am now.  But hey, in time, things will change. And its reality we all have to accept it.  Who knows where I'll be in a years time. Do you?  (Cause really if you have any idea or suggestions, do let me know!)  But if we all rely on God, and He tells us to do something, that's when we face the 'drop whatever your doing, and do what He asks' thing.&lt;br /&gt;So I think... will I really be ready to drop what I'm doing to do what God wants me to do when He askes... even though I love change?&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116266737801339155?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116266737801339155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116266737801339155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116266737801339155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116266737801339155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-if-what-if-i-were-somewhere-else.html' title='what if... what if... I were somewhere else'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://fewsterpublications.com/img/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37136504.post-116266433116699471</id><published>2006-11-04T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T13:18:51.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoopdy Doo... I have a blog</title><content type='html'>So ya... I gave into this whole blog thing, cause I'm getting tired of people asking me to tell them my life story over the past, oh my, day? sometimes it might get as far as a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, So this is a crap layout, I do have to say.  I'm trying to line it up with my &lt;a href="http://www.fewsterpublications.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; layout, but this blogspot crap doesn't allow it. Oh well. When I have actual time, i'll create something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Well thats blog #1.  oh joy.. oh bliss..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37136504-116266433116699471?l=timfraser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/feeds/116266433116699471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37136504&amp;postID=116266433116699471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116266433116699471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37136504/posts/default/116266433116699471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timfraser.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoopdy-doo-i-have-blog.html' title='Whoopdy Doo... 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