May 31, 2006 16:41
apparently, i have been allowed by God to be slightly against one of the ten commandments. As in...I'm allowed to steal.
How do I know this? Because through an act that I can only count as a miracle, i forgot that I had put the half-pint glass that i stole from a pub in oxford into my dirty sock bag, and my mother decided that she wanted to wash my socks and jeans and easily washed stuff like that (since i'm home for like...20 hours), and she didn't notice the glass going into the wash, but she did hear some odd noises coming from the washer, and then she pulled out the socks and there were more weird noises, and lo, there was my half-pint glass, intact.
Somebody tell me that is not an act of a higher power - I mean...it should have been smashed with all the churning of water and sloshing of jeans, etc. But no. It was saved in order that it might be with its mate from the same pub which i did purloin but 3 months earlier. God didn't want the half-pints to be lonely. And so he saved them from the slaughter.
I wonder, if somewhere, somebody dropped a glass so that I could have mine? Hm...
oxford,
miracles,
travel