sunday: went to Church, Mr. Roberts was speaking again that day on the subject of bearing Fruit. I was intending to post my notes from that day and the Sunday before, but I’m going to wait till a friend of mine can give me the ones from Saturday night. After church, we went and spent the entire afternoon at a friends house. There was plenty of good conversation, Brazilian coffee, and the Tinker Toy robots that we built easily defeated the Spider-Man legion. Went back to church that night, and afterwards stayed until Pastor John told everyone to leave.
monday: nothing much to write home about. Emily went to the doctor that morning. Turns out they scheduled her for the wrong day, so we had to adjust to their schedule, and the trip was wasted. Mowed the lawn, read some of The Inner Life of Christ, by Blaickie and Law, and The Silmarillion, By J.R.R. Tolkien. A rather dull afternoon.
tuesday: went and killed Chickens. A blissful experience. Got finish before dinner. We had to go to the gas station to get hamburger buns (we didn’t have to get the drinks and gum), so Trey, Neo, and I [the Mischievous Three] decided that we were going to stand up in the back of the truck whole way. An interesting experience, to say the least. After dinner, we tossed the Frisbee for a while, then went to…cut pigs. An even more blissful experience. When we did the first two pigs I thought, “This isn’t as hard as it looks.” After chasing down and chopping away at the horrifically frightened other two, I thought, “This is way harder than it looks.”
wednesday: went to the Memphis zoo. Awesome place. All except for the Northwest passage. For one thing that exhibit is blatantly pagan. Large totem poles hideous-a-fied the entrance, and New Age like statements were plastered on every block of cement meant to look like a rock. For another thing, we couldn’t figure out when the Sea Lion show was. At first, someone told us it was at one thirty. That time came and went. “It must be at two.” so we waited till two. It was two fifteen when we finally decided to leave. We later found out that it was at three, but we didn’t stick around to see it. We went home, watched a movie, went to bed. Zz.
thursday: got up. Had my quiet time as usual. Ran. Did schoolwork. Worked, wrote, daily things. Watch Beyond the Gates that night.
And that, says John, is that.