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So, I just had a Nancy's Mom experience. I was... *sigh* confronted about her radical missionary Buddhism, her poor job-handling skills, her retarded parenting style, and how, while she acknowledges the fact that this is, yes, her fault, her resolution to this is meditation and prayer. Not, you know, right action, or, say, the rest of the Eightfold Path.
[Lauren, honey, this is an example of a bad missionary. One who comes into your house, talks about her faith, and continues talking until you get the impression that she doesn't understand what her faith really teaches, and when she leaves, you look around, dazed, saying, "I just had a half-hour of my life wasted."]
Nothing else new today; hung about, playing Super Paper Mario-- finished the Pit of 100 Trials, and getting ready to take on world 6-1... Missing my wonderful girlfriend, but got good news: I won't need to go into work on the day she gets back, so we can get together then. Work will also be light for the next two weeks, as I'm doing transcriptions, and that's always easy.
I had a marvelous ham and cheese calzone from Lambert's, even if I paid for it with manual labor. Drat that Fallon...
-Pendragon
[Lauren, honey, this is an example of a bad missionary. One who comes into your house, talks about her faith, and continues talking until you get the impression that she doesn't understand what her faith really teaches, and when she leaves, you look around, dazed, saying, "I just had a half-hour of my life wasted."]
Nothing else new today; hung about, playing Super Paper Mario-- finished the Pit of 100 Trials, and getting ready to take on world 6-1... Missing my wonderful girlfriend, but got good news: I won't need to go into work on the day she gets back, so we can get together then. Work will also be light for the next two weeks, as I'm doing transcriptions, and that's always easy.
I had a marvelous ham and cheese calzone from Lambert's, even if I paid for it with manual labor. Drat that Fallon...
-Pendragon