Sunday, Sunday, Sunday, Someday

Whoever told Autumn he was allowed to take over already should be fired. I slept terribly last night - and in my OWN bed, which is really sad. You see, my bed is right under a huge skylight, so the cold just sort of seeps in. And I actually drank tea this morning to warm up (both my body and my vocal cords). I don't drink tea, generally. Or coffee, which I had after falling asleep for THREE HOURS this evening, completely by accident. And now I'm still going. Fudge. At least I don't have to get up for class tomorrow.

The special music went really well this morning, especially considering neither my sister nor I had ever seen the song before 9:00 today. It was a typical Rich song (Rich being the pastor/my old youth pastor): 3 chords, with the tune of the chorus repeated in the verses. So I forced myself to figure out and learn to hold the harmony notes, just to mix things up a little.

I tried to style my hair so the turquoise was unnoticeable, since I figured if my mom has such a problem with it, the older, traditionalist crowd at my church would have a much bigger problem with it. But after the service, an older lady said to me, "Is that green in your hair?" I said, "Yeah, it used to be turquoise but it faded...." And she goes "Oh! Turquoise sounds like a lovely color to put in your hair."

Could you tell my mom that? Please? Kthxbye.


Quote of the day:
Nathan: I am fucking loopier than fruit loops incarnate

I'm having a pretty good day. =)

This morning, Katie and I went out for brunch at Denny's. Twas delightfully not-Lane-ish. My 1:15 class got cancelled, and the prof couldn't make it to my 3:00 so we got out at 4:20 instead of 5. Then we all smoked weed.

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Kate: I really love the - FRICKMUFFINS!

Kate: Whatcha doin
Me: Writing down the bread groups leaders' names so I can contact them for the Tartan.
Kate: Oh. I'd better step away before I look too interested.

Me: It can be your "Where's Sarah?" shirt. Wheres Waldo?! I mean... Sarah.

Sarah: I thought you said, "My teeth are sweating," and I was like, "...isn't that just spit?"

Gillian Kingsbury: I had a dream in which i wielded your quadruple lightsaber to save cara's ass. for in dreams the logic of how much one wouldn't work at all didn't apply. I was kickin bum and takin names

Martha: I love your shirt.
Me: Thanks! Do you know Cobra Starship?
Martha: Umm... I've heard of them...
Me: They're really dancey.
Martha: Then I would probably like them. I like to dance, even though I'm bad at it.
Me: Yeah, I can't dance either. I think it's cause my moves are white.... white hot, that is.