The sermon consisted of discussing how the church should love the rejects of society. Most of the time was spent discussing prostitutes.
Most memorable quote:
Preacher: But Jesus touched the prostitute with his love!
Me: And he had to pay, just like everyone else.
I got some sushi from the grocery store, and it is good. Really very good. Which is odd, as grocery store sushi is not really known for it's excellence. Downside being I spilled soy sauce on my sweater. Poor sweater. *washes*
Happy birthday to driftingfocus!
Have glucophage, and have some pills that are supposed to bring about the Monthly Mutiny of PAIN (which has at this point missed two episodes). Personally, I'd be happy if it never returned. But apparently that's not good. Damn.
Also, going to Hell:
jenni_the_odd: my body just hates me.
jenni_the_odd: I'm fairly certain that the next step will be developing cancer, just to spite me.
jenni_the_odd: And none of teh good cancer. No brain, lung, no, nooo. I'll get something lame. TOENAIL CANCER. Because that's the kind of meanness my body enjoys.
emperor_boy: ... But brain cancer is good?
jenni_the_odd: It's a respectable cancer.
jenni_the_odd: You have brain cancer, then whoo-boy, you've got cancer. You have toenail cancer, and elderly men laugh and throw colostomy bags at you.
emperor_boy: What if you had colon cancer?
jenni_the_odd: Then they laugh and offer a spare colostomy bag.