For Kristen
And all of you other fools who anticipate the update of the journal that is "the wonderful world of Tob Master E"!!
I must start my update with a quick look into the last 10 minutes of my life, only so we can remember the world I left behind (USM).
Katie Cyr-twisted my words to make it sound like I was excited to be "in bed with her" then said she had to go because she had to get up in the morning to go to Curves...for those of you who don't know, Katie is the smallest adult person I have ever met. Too Funny, a few short months we will be living together in Spacious Philippi Hall.
Then Josh-my gay red-head friend. He opens the conversation by asking when we can make babies and why I don't love him the way he loves me. I tell him that I love him sort of like I love Lindsay (my lesbian friend who also wants to date me) So I ask you all...why won't straight men hit on me?
Then SB talks about Craig getting his head kicked in...oh the drama...
But alas I am home now, and with the internet nicely installed in my room, I sit in my bed to update with computer in lap.
I think I'm just going to do today, because, well, I think that will take long enough.
I woke up this morning and went to church, alone because Julia was more interested in Tarzan than "learning about heaven" today.
Needless to say I was late, because I had to eat the pancakes mom made, and then I had a dilemma about what to wear caused by the fact that my belongings are ALL over the place and I could not find the blue shirt I was planning on wearing. bah humbug.
Anyway, church was good, the choir was superb...and I brought scissors to shred our sins by hand (the minister brought paper shredders, but I told him I didn't think getting rid of our sins should be THAT easy)
I may have asked Elsie (the nearly 80 year old 4 foot retired pastor) if she needed an extra piece of paper to write down all of her sins. She informed me that she was going to pound me when we left the sanctuary...and she did, good times being beaten by tiny ex-pastors!
After church I came home and made the twins lunch since the parents were cleaning out the cellar. Then I went to the pre-conference meeting with the Davis "Men" (we'll use the term men loosly here) haha. Anyway. That was the most confusing painful meeting I have ever been too. Kristen and I had NO idea what was going on. At one point the man facilitating the meeting asked if any of the new comers had any questions and we just laughed, right in the middle of a sanctuary filled with 75 strangers...we laughed when he asked if we had questions, we were so confused we didn't even know what to ask. We decided we were going to have a great time at conference, probably giggling through the whole thing, and staying up way too late, if not deciphering the daily events, catching up. Since the two of us haven't really talked in...forever.
Funny thing, Somehow on the way home the topic of Mr. Chesley came up. I told her we had a working friendship...mostly because he found a girlfriend. Well guess what folks, the man is single. And as I told him tonight "a year has gone by and I still won't let the poor boy liven up my life" What a weird weird man that one is...
In the course of the day my "call to ministry" was only mentioned twice. Once by Elsie, which I promptly ignored. And once by Mike (the minister)who, after I mentioned changing my major, asked me where I was planning on going to seminary. Poor Ben was present for both inquiries and didn't say a thing...I think he's afraid to mention a word of it too me, since I may have come undone on him one day...chalk it up to bad timing I guess....ANYWAY Erica carefully avoids such conversations once again.
Anyway, I guess I should be going now. Mostly because my entry has dragged on. But hey, you got a real post...I should get some replies from this one too...just because I spent the time to write it for my beloved fans.
Good night all!
I must start my update with a quick look into the last 10 minutes of my life, only so we can remember the world I left behind (USM).
Katie Cyr-twisted my words to make it sound like I was excited to be "in bed with her" then said she had to go because she had to get up in the morning to go to Curves...for those of you who don't know, Katie is the smallest adult person I have ever met. Too Funny, a few short months we will be living together in Spacious Philippi Hall.
Then Josh-my gay red-head friend. He opens the conversation by asking when we can make babies and why I don't love him the way he loves me. I tell him that I love him sort of like I love Lindsay (my lesbian friend who also wants to date me) So I ask you all...why won't straight men hit on me?
Then SB talks about Craig getting his head kicked in...oh the drama...
But alas I am home now, and with the internet nicely installed in my room, I sit in my bed to update with computer in lap.
I think I'm just going to do today, because, well, I think that will take long enough.
I woke up this morning and went to church, alone because Julia was more interested in Tarzan than "learning about heaven" today.
Needless to say I was late, because I had to eat the pancakes mom made, and then I had a dilemma about what to wear caused by the fact that my belongings are ALL over the place and I could not find the blue shirt I was planning on wearing. bah humbug.
Anyway, church was good, the choir was superb...and I brought scissors to shred our sins by hand (the minister brought paper shredders, but I told him I didn't think getting rid of our sins should be THAT easy)
I may have asked Elsie (the nearly 80 year old 4 foot retired pastor) if she needed an extra piece of paper to write down all of her sins. She informed me that she was going to pound me when we left the sanctuary...and she did, good times being beaten by tiny ex-pastors!
After church I came home and made the twins lunch since the parents were cleaning out the cellar. Then I went to the pre-conference meeting with the Davis "Men" (we'll use the term men loosly here) haha. Anyway. That was the most confusing painful meeting I have ever been too. Kristen and I had NO idea what was going on. At one point the man facilitating the meeting asked if any of the new comers had any questions and we just laughed, right in the middle of a sanctuary filled with 75 strangers...we laughed when he asked if we had questions, we were so confused we didn't even know what to ask. We decided we were going to have a great time at conference, probably giggling through the whole thing, and staying up way too late, if not deciphering the daily events, catching up. Since the two of us haven't really talked in...forever.
Funny thing, Somehow on the way home the topic of Mr. Chesley came up. I told her we had a working friendship...mostly because he found a girlfriend. Well guess what folks, the man is single. And as I told him tonight "a year has gone by and I still won't let the poor boy liven up my life" What a weird weird man that one is...
In the course of the day my "call to ministry" was only mentioned twice. Once by Elsie, which I promptly ignored. And once by Mike (the minister)who, after I mentioned changing my major, asked me where I was planning on going to seminary. Poor Ben was present for both inquiries and didn't say a thing...I think he's afraid to mention a word of it too me, since I may have come undone on him one day...chalk it up to bad timing I guess....ANYWAY Erica carefully avoids such conversations once again.
Anyway, I guess I should be going now. Mostly because my entry has dragged on. But hey, you got a real post...I should get some replies from this one too...just because I spent the time to write it for my beloved fans.
Good night all!