It's so effing HOT!
This weekend was a blast. Friday I went with my mother and saw Passion of the Chris, er, I mean Christ. I do not know whether or not I liked seeing that movie, there were many parts that I could not help but force myself to watch due to the what I am hoping was excessive britalizing of Christ. While I can imagine that they might dramatize some parts, to get the message across, out of the screen, into our minds, but nonetheless, ouch.
I do not feel that Mel Gibson accuses the Jews of slaying Jesus, but rather, the ignorance of the people, blind hate and pride of the church leaders, and the apathy of some that led to his death.
Saturday I composed my grandmother's memory book to my uncle, for his 40th birthday. I never actually thought that is would take 6 hours, but time has a way of sifting through your fingers.
That night I went out with Judy, thus, great time =+D
Sunday, I tried to call people up, but no answer, BRANDON!, to smoke. C'est la vie.
Adam and I are supposed to smoke today, probably end up going by B's, so score. Later Ho's.
I do not feel that Mel Gibson accuses the Jews of slaying Jesus, but rather, the ignorance of the people, blind hate and pride of the church leaders, and the apathy of some that led to his death.
Saturday I composed my grandmother's memory book to my uncle, for his 40th birthday. I never actually thought that is would take 6 hours, but time has a way of sifting through your fingers.
That night I went out with Judy, thus, great time =+D
Sunday, I tried to call people up, but no answer, BRANDON!, to smoke. C'est la vie.
Adam and I are supposed to smoke today, probably end up going by B's, so score. Later Ho's.