Where do I Start…chruch this morning was boring. The guy speaks too soft, so I decided to read my Bible. I Was reading through Luke, when I turned my page too loudly and got my parents’ attention. So I was told to pay attention. I did, for a little bit. Then, as my mind often does, it wandered around. I took a trip around the room and surveyed all the people, then took a trip back to the 1800s when the church was built. I wondered how it was then when there was no P.A. system (as it was today due to technical difficulties). I pondered the light fixtures, the sea-green paint and matching stained glass windows. I considered drawing a pencil sketch of the Chancell Rail, podieum, choir loft, and organ inset…but then decided that I would have to have a sharp pencil, or an ultra-fine point rollerball pen, with the see-through sides so you can tell how much ink is left. So I abandoned the thought. Then I briefly jumpted to the 1900s again, to a couple years ago when they had a woman preacher. I wondered what that would have looked like, and tried to picture it, to no avail. So I went back to reading Jesus’ lineage. There are at least 4 Joseph’s in his line.
We had hambrugers forlunch today. They were great. Some people get sick of the foods they cook at their job, but I still like everything…but ice cream is not a big deal anymore.
We watched “Rough Riders”, which is about the Spanish-American War of 1898 and Teddy Roosevelt. It’s a pretty good movie.
Afterward, I finished up some corrections on Amy’s letter, because my parents changed their minds about over night visitation of friends. Now the friend can only come on a Sunday, either after church, or early enough to go to church with us. And they have to know 2 weeks in advance. I have no problem with the 2 week thing, it is just making my friends drive 6 hours in one day to spend about 3-4 hours with me and my family. We don’t go anywhere on Sundays because we don’t support making people work on Sunday instead of relaxing and going to church. Now, I would like other days open, or for them to be able to spend the night, but they are being really strict on me and my social life. They are making it so difficult that I won’t be able to have one, since they can’t say “No social life” accurately.
Then I worked on my budget through April. I will have a positive $300 saved up after my expenses. That will pay for about 6 hours at TSTC, but no books. But that is as far as I went with it.
Well, my brother has been yelled at because he is causing problems about going to church with no adult supervision, with a girl there. Long hairy story.
I’m gonna cut my hair tomorrow. I can’t deal with it for much longer.
So that’s all for tonight. Time to eat. Laterz.
Song in my head: “Starry-eyed Surprise” – Paul Olkenfold
Craving: Summer Sausage
Mood: Semi-Disgusted/Bored
Thought: “You’ve got mail is on tonight…I think I’ll watch that. It’ll probably remind me of Amy though. Dah well.”
Quote: “Some times you wanna go…where everybody knows your name…” – Cheers
