Find You a Find, Catch You a Catch

Dec 10, 2007 13:17

My little brother is coming home next week from his mission. Two years is a long time. But the time has gone so so fast. Its going to be different at my house. I'm excited to see him and I guess I'm really pretty proud of him too. A mission is a big thing. Not sure I could ever do it. I got him an ipod for Christmas

Yesterday I taught in relief society. I'd had very little notice but somehow managed to pull it off well. My friend Preston came to church with me. So much for me being a missionary. He wasn't very interested in what was being said. But I guess i already knew that is how it would be. Worth an effort I guess. Ha ha, turns out I ended up matching him up with my friend Krissy. So maybe it wasn't all for nothing. It seems inevitable that I end up in the role of the matchmaker. I resent it. But wish I didn't. And I do it to myself. Stupid Louis is trying to get me to hook him up again. Idiot. But why shouldn't I? It's not like I care about him for myself. And I want him to be happy. Isn't that what friends do? So what is my problem? Good thing I don't have more guy friends to find matches for. Helpless people.

Maybe its time to start a new art project.

I like Christmas.
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