Church part of my weekend.

Saturday
I went to the YSA conference. LAME. Except for a few parts. And one really awesome part. Oh. Don comes up to me and says "I have something for you." And I'm thinking he's going to give me something like flowers or Apples to Apples but NO. He opens up his trunk and gives me 3 plastic grocery bags full of glass bottles. Ragu sauce and stuff. What I've always wanted. I make one comment about recycling glass around him and now I'm known as the dumpster lady. In all honesty, I was really glad that he brought the glass for me to recycle for him. He's a surprising guy. Sometimes. He still has the tact of a Caterpillar Tractor at times (worst analogy ever). He danced with this Asian girl that had graduated college and he told me he was about to tell her that Asians tend to age well because she looked a lot younger than that. . . .

I also got kinda bored at the testimony meeting and I wanted to get gas sooner rather than later ... so I left the testimony meeting. I went to WalMart and just bought Apples to Apples for myself. I dont know when I'm going to be around more than 3 or 4 people to play it, but I'll have the game with me just in case now. All is well.

I saw Stone Mountain behind the WalMart and I kinda wanted to drop by but I didnt because I was by myself and Stone Mountain isnt really a by yourself type of place.

I knew that the new Hindu Mandir was closeby. So I tried to use my VZ Navigator to find it. The new Mandir is the largest in the USA and really beautiful, ornate, and marble-y. I was hoping it was open till about 9 so I could take my shoes off and drop inside for a bit. But my VZ Navigator took me somewhere that wasnt it. I ended up at this Hindu Temple that looked like the edge of a clown drum - red and yellow triangles painted on the sides. It was pretty tacky. Might be beautiful to the Hindus though. I should have searched for a Publix that was closeby. Since I remember the Publix right next to the Mandir that I wanted to go to. . . .

(I just got off the phone with my mom. I told her I went to the YSA Conference and she goes, "[in a southern accent] What? You went to the gay concert?")

Some of the guys I talked to were just insufferably, uh whats the right word?, dense? I seriously have a better time talking to myself in a mirror. Lets just hope they were nervous or maybe 13 years old that snuck into the dance.
But not all the guys were like that. I'm mainly thinking of the Clay Aiken look alike (the one that held my hand really weird and had his other hand up my armpit while we were dancing ... that one.)

Sunday
So I went to church ready to learn about Jesus. And, UHHHH!, I could hardly focus because of this hot mess of a man sitting front right of me. GEEZ. What is a girl supposed to do?

Oh, and I found out TWO MORE AWESOME PEOPLE ARE MOVING TO TX!! What is up with this MADNESS? :( Boo. Boo on TX and it's Galveston beaches.

The third speaker in church (dont remember his name) seemed not to be saying much but I felt his message. For some reason I almost teared up while he was talking. But I always do that. I am surprised when I dont bust out crying during the National Anthem sometimes.

I also talked to this girl at church named Katie. I am 90% sure she's some kind of deaf. Most of this validation came from the fact when I whispered and told her "I'll be right back" and she points to her ear and says, "I cant hear." So Im pretty sure I'm right.

new date ideas that i should try out some time

1. Watch movies. But ones I like.
America's Funniest Home Videos, MST3K
Videos like that.

2. Talk about religion and politics.
Get an unbiased third party to moderate.

3. This one might be fun and involves a bed and pajamas!
Each of you get a book that you want to read. If you wear contacts, take them out and put on glasses. Also, brush your teeth and take off any and all make-up (applies to the fellow too). Then sit under the covers side-by-side but not touching. Then read your book silently without talking to the other person. This type of date is more for people who think they can take it to the next level.

4. Journal switch.
Get a spiral notebook. Person A writes a themed story. The next time Person A meets their date, Person B, they give the notebook to Person B. Person B writes a themed story related to Person A's story. THEN THIS IS WHERE IT GETS CRAZY. Person B writes a new themed story. And then they give the notebook back to Person A. And the cycle repeats.
Best Case Scenario: Words are said when you switch the journal, like "Here, now your turn." Also, the journal cover is decorated with Sharpie and sequins and/or glitter.
The stories can range from stories like "What I Did Over The Summer" or "Top 10 Reasons Angelina Aint Got Nuthin' On Me" or "Chick Flicks Make Me Feel Good Inside Because ... "
Dating like this is optimal for people who stutter and their heart races when in the presence of the opposite sex. Also good for gossipy teens.

5. Snobbalicious.
This date specifically should be held at The MoMA (If you dont know what that is, I scoff). However, if that cannot be arranged, then The High or your local attempt at an art museum might suffice.
What you do: Go to the museum with your date. See paint splatter and scoff. Find out it is a Jackson Pollock and say, "Oh, dahling this must have been his earlier works." Then your eye should catch some purple piece of deliciously molded clay and you and your date exclaim "GENIUS!" After finding out it is a piece of gum you face each other and do a pursed lip laugh and pretend you were being completely sarcastic. Or you find the child that left that there and offer him $10k for his work of art if he'll only sign the bottom right hand corner of it. For he will surely be famous in a few years.
Then Tango dance in the parking deck.
Good idea, no?

6. Mariah Carey night.
I supply the iPod. You make sure my hair continuously blows as I head roll, hand wave, and lip sync her sweet sweet tunes.

7. Instead of Dinner and a movie try ...
Movie and a dinner.

Or Netflix movie night on Ashley's mattress.

8. Flying object concoction from my trunk.
I have 3 tennis raquets that were strung over 3 years ago. A Frisbee. And thats it. Surely there's a new game in there somewhere.

9. The Silent Date
[you cant hear me talking about this date because it's a silent date. Oh, and also because I'm not talking but typing].

There's nothing like a list that ends at 9.

our song

So, about this guy.

I need a song to define our relationship. I know that there is no romantic relationship, but every person you come in contact with ... you have somewhat of a relationship with them, right? Right.

I want it to be Alicia Key's "You Dont Know My Name."
But he does know my name. So that particular song is out of the question.
(Can I just say I was surprised that he knew my name and almost had an aneurysm when he said it out loud).

Okay focus. Back to "our" song.
Nothing Nothing Nothing.
... coming to mind.

I wish Alicia had a song that said, "You Dont Know My Name. Just Kidding. Yes, You Do."
Would make this process a lot easier.

vent and rave

VENT: Okay so I am really annoyed with my Mentadent toothpaste. It's been 3 teeth brushings and, still, only the left side is coming out. How far do I have to press it to get the right hand toothpaste coming out?

current mood: frustrated


RAVE: Well, since only 5 profile views of my blog arent me then I think its safe to post that I am in love, L. O. V. E., with this guy I dont talk to! It's MEANT TO BE GOSHDARNITT. I look at his facebook profile like 10 times a day. It's seriously a reflex now. I want him to love me WHY WONT YOU LOVE ME EVEN THOUGH I NEVER TALK TO YOU?

/it's totally lust. or longing. longing is a better word. i'm so over lusting. thats something you do in a harlequinn romance. i'm classy. i long.