Onward Hoe!

I can't imagine why I don't do this more often. It's SO much fun. Picture this: Faith carrying 2 shopping bags and rolling a giant suitcase down Mercer Street while her boyfriend (whom I had just met the day before) hauls about 6 shopping bags in his giant sausage hands, me rolling a giant duffle bag and carrying a guitar in the other hand with a backpack and a smaller duffle bag over my shoulder. Trip one. Trip 2: me and Lauren shlepping an under-the-bed rolling container on top of which is a cork bulletin board and one of those "French" picture board bad boys that has ribbons strapping the pics down, Mike with a large free-standing tree lamp in each hand, Sonja and Megan carrying foam carniverous couch on their heads like a canoe. Trip 3: Peter Trautmann, the most amazing car packer I've ever seen in my LIFE, fits EVERYTHING else from my apartment into ONE Buick LeSabre. Seriously, I've never seen anything like this in my entire life...and I doubt I'll ever see anything so amazing again. Really, it was that good. And thus concludes my Sabbath. Nice day of rest eh?

I'm really bummed I missed church. I'll have to pick up the CD next week, though it won't be the same. I've been feeling really spritually deprived lately. It's my own fault. Please kick my butt and hold me accountable (if you must call me and read the Good Book to me, do it. It is my life).

I enjoy my new roomies, though, but that's another blog.

Uhhh...class...great, interesting, fun, LOTS of reading. I have to go read a book now. Really. A whole book. 400-ish pages. For class tomorrow at 6:30. What? Off I go. This has got to be the worst blog entry ever. My apologies. It's up to y'all now. The comments will have to have the responsibility of making this worth reading. Say random things. Everybody likes random things.