Kaylee ,'The Message'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I think we could easily do a Buffista version of Steel Magnolias. The only problem would be me and Aims fighting over who gets to be Ouiser and who gets to be Clairee.
"You are a boil on the butt of humanity."
Now I want to rewatch that, and Shag, too. "Y'all, I think I'm wild. I think I've always been wild, I just nevah knew it till now."
Yay for Episcopal bishop-meeting!
I know why I'm grumpy. My day has included a doctor appointment and a totally unexpected blood draw. I handled it quite well, I'm pleased to report, but still.
Zenkitty, I'm with you on the grumpy. I am Grumpysaurus Rex.
I'm mostly tired but also not relishing the thought of being out of town until May 29th. This flight lands in about 2 hours.
I still marvel at how different my experience of religion has been from so many others. I'm still not convinced that it isn't somehow the statistical norm.
Pretty close to mine, I think, though we've ended up at different places.
And yeah, there's a huge difference between church camps and Bible Camp.
Everybody with the bad days and the grumpiness. I don't remember the last time I was happy.
hugs Sean
hugs everyone
I've been pretty grumpy all week, but today improved dramatically. Not only do I have a ticket to the July Adam Lambert concert (whooo! sparkly boy in eyeliner!), but there is a chance that, through a friend of a friend, I will get a pass to meet him. HELLO THERE, TALL SPARKLY MAN. YOU ARE VERY PRETTY.
And yeah, there's a huge difference between church camps and Bible Camp.
I've never encountered a non-fundamentalist church holiday for young people - I guess that's about the circles I moved in as a teenager. I went on a couple of Scripture Union holidays as a kid. Lots of verse-learning (ugh) and serious talks about sharing the gospel. I also went more than once to Soul Survivor, a week of camping in a field where the Holy Spirit moves people to fall over a lot (or maybe it's the mud), and Spring Harvest, where there are lots of seminars about how being gay is wrong (so they did well with me then). Ah, the teenage years of a Christian 'youth'.
I went to 4H camp for ten years and loved it. I was a CIT and a counselor at that and a few other camps in the years that followed.
ION, I am currently subbing for the AP Calc class, which is hysterical. They're currently presenting lessons that I don't understand a word of. One of the other students is filming for the actual teacher. Hence, me messing around online. I = *awesome* Calc substitute.