Religious floating

http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/04/27/changing.religion.study/index.html?eref=rss_topstories

...Thoughts?

"Pickle" jar + "big, strong man" = mangoes?

Whether it be a jar of pickles or a jar of mangoes (the latter, in this instance), I can never ever open it - especially when it's been sitting and accumulating condensation in the refrigerator for a while. At home, I always had my father or my brother around to kindly open these vaults of deliciousness. At my apartment, however, there is only my roommate and me, and while Grace is strong, even she is no match for the mighty glass jar.

Desolate over my apparently permanent state of mango-lessness, I resigned myself to returning to my work with no healthy snack to lighten my load. I changed my status on chat to woefully ask the combined universes of AIM and gchat: "where's a big, strong man when I need one?"

As predicted, several of my guy friends immediately volunteered themselves in a most manly way, including my friend Cameron:

Cameron: um, right here
Katie: ahahaha
you two are silly [two meaning him and my friend Alan, who also instantly responded]
Cameron: but big and strong
Katie: are you offering to come over and open my jar of mangoes?
:3
Cameron: if you want
Katie: hahahaha
Cameron: I want to go get food anyway
Katie: lol
would you srsly stop by just to try and open my jar?
Cameron: where would I park
Katie: rofl xD
Cameron: I'm totally serious
Katie: srsly?
Cameron: I'm about to leave to go get food anyway
Katie: well, if you srsly want to come over and attempt this jar, then that would be amazing
Cameron: so is there somewhere I could park?

Needless to say, I now have a bowlful of mango. I love my friends. <3

Portland

Oh right! In other news, I'm going to Portland for the summer on that internship!! :D Going out there this weekend to meet potential roomies and check out the possible temporary abodes. Apparently, Portland is going to be 70 and sunny this weekend, so I'm super excited. :3  Unfortunately, this weekend is also the LAST women's ministry meeting as well as Mission Sunday at JCA...This means I'll never have been to a women's ministry meeting or anyone's missions presentation besides my own. I feel like a delinquent. :< In my defense though, if I don't go this weekend, the places I want might be given to someone else.

*sigh*

Such is life~

Curls

I woke up unexpectedly early this morning (7:30, when I'd been planning on an hour later). So what did I decide to do with my extra time?

Curl my hair. |D



Yes? No? Perm it? Never do it again? No, srsly. :3