Œcumenical Panheresy.

I am Mr. G. Z. Thompson. You may call me Mr. Thompson.

22.4.06

aaaand...

...I don't have a ride to church. Everybody has a full car. And the sausage I wanted to buy took up too much of my paltry budget to allow for cheese as well, and goat cheese is a must. And, at 9:30 PM, my roommating infidel is sleeping right when I want to get changed. Since it isn't yet imperative, the lights in there aren't yet being turned on, but soon enough, things will change.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home