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[liptonrm]

So feeling the opposite of good. Why do I live in Michigan, again? Cause I can't help but think that if I lived somewhere that wasn't so damn cold I'd feel better. Oh yeah, that's right, cause I'm a friggin' masochist and actually like it here. Ugh.

In honor of baylorsr reading Twilight I think I'm finally going to sit down and type up my whole post about

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[liptonrm]

Yeah, I think that was the talk. All I remember about it now is reading it at some point before that lesson and thinking 'Oh no you DIDN'T!' in response. That was one sister who did not know how to get her point across and was so not aware of all of the cute little Utah euphemisms she had everything couched in. *rolls eyes*

And you wanna know the kicker? That lesson was given on Christmas Sunday. Oh yeah, awesome way to feel the love, you guys. Plus, the bishop "specially requested" that that talk be used. *rolls eyes even harder*

Re: your roommate. O.M.G. I agree, the metaphor's pretty kickin', but holy crap. What right does she, or anyone who isn't, you know, God or yourself have to decide what is and is not your birthright and whether or not it's being sold for a pot of porridge? If we were all supposed to act the same and be the same then things would've turned out a little different back in the day. And here I thought free will was a good thing and the WHOLE POINT OF EVERYTHING EVER. Mormon women have whatever role we want to have and if that doesn't meet the Molly Mormon "standard" then maybe it's the standard that needs to be rethought, not us.

*sighs* I've noticed that guys in general have a hard time dating intelligent, educated women. A lot of them are really caught up in the kinds of girls who need protecting or "saving." I can only hope that they get wiser as they get older. But, yes, I'll see your 'bitter' and raise you an 'old maid.' *rolls eyes so hard they fall out of sockets*

[elendiari22]

That, and a facebook meme was floating around "Twenty Random Facts About Me", and I was tagged by half my ward. I admitted to not liking babies (they scare me, I like toddlers and above), and one of the girls flipped and asked how I could call myself a woman. I don't get what my being a woman has anything to do with it.

My parents came up to Utah for the conference at which that talk was given. I opted to stay home and sleep through the Sunday morning session, and when they got back to my apartment, mom was all, "Thank you for not coming. Please don't listen to Julie Beck's talk, you'll freak out completely." Of course, it's just the thing they like to have the women listen to. *joins you in eye rolling*

And I think the fact that I'm just not Molly Mormon enough (or at all) is driving my roommate up the wall. I get lectures. Thus, I try not to engage her in conversation that often.