Good Times:

Ok, so I know that I am a bit tardy with my weekend update, but alot has happened in the past 2 days...

Day One: Saturday

I love Saturdays. Everyone in college can attest to that. Saturday is the official No Alarm Day! It's great. So stupid me is up until 4:30 talking to K8e on MSN, talking computer junk with Jetchick and downloading some games and such... and I'm like crap.... I dunno what it is, but I can never manage to sleep past 11:30 on Saturdays. So I wake up and wander over to lunch....hook up with Wiedmaier and eat some lunch. I get back to my room and get a phone call that if for my roommate..the only problem with this is that he's not in. It was his dad, which is cool, The Greens certainly rock socks and are one of my "second family"s here in NewBrunswick. Anyways, so I talk to Dad Green for a bit and find out that Brent, K8e and I are all going there for the weekend! YAY!!!! Fun times are had by all...but I findthat whenever I go anywhere, I end up bringing half my life with me (Bible, guitar, amp, laptop, X-box.....I swear, I pack worse than some girls....not a bash on the ladies, just pointing it out, I mean, K8e had less than I did.). Anyways, we watched a very good, but semi-disturbing movie...good times....

Sunday.

I always enjoy Sundays. I do enjoy getting dressed up and going to church. Howevet, this particular morning was different. I wanted to get up, get dressed up and go to church, but I wanted to go to my home church, back in Milton, Pennsylvania. I always appreciate it more when I go to Rothsay. I hate bashing my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ, but I think that they need to flood the place with embalming fluid because it's dead. I always have the most irreverant thoughts when I get bored in church. For example: the Praying Granny Anny *walker sold seperately* and Disco Deacon Dan *A three point name for a 5 point hero!* action figures...if you have questions, come to me, I'll explain...so today's thought was regarding the communion table. Well this thought popped into my mind of the latest Poptart comercial where this dude comes up to this pimped out car with a Poptart in the front and goes "Byyyyaaaaaaam!" So, I was thinking, "Wouldn't it be great if the sound guess threw on some techno and the guy walks up front to the table and goes "Byyyaaam!" just like he did to the Poptart? Yeah I know, I'm a retard.

So on another note, we got a huge snow/rain/ ice storm (mix the order up) which knocked out the power in sussex. So K8e, Diana, Wiedmaier and I get some flash lights, some good old improvision and some cards and rig a lighting system to play a nice game of Hearts. this was such amazing, simple, great fun. I don't think I've enjoyed myself this much in a while.....ok since Friday night....but is was fun. Somewhere in the mix, Diana and Ryan left and Katie and I ended up typing her Oral Comm assignment...then, all of a sudden out of no where... LIGHT! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!! My dreams of a blackout day off of school dashed to a million pieces...Oh the sorrow! But I collected myself and watched a movie with K8 and Cece and Musgrave. There is more to the story, but I do not want to open my blog to slander.....plus it'd be a sin....as I said before....Good Times.