Stick this in your pipe and smoke it.

I had to go commando after working out at the U yesterday. I forgot to pack skivvies. That meant I had to endure the bus ride home feeling like everyone could see bootie dimples and uber-jiggles. Ugh.

I sat next to The Most Annoying Person Ever on the flight back to Seattle from Austin. 4 solid hours. Considering how much I fly, this says a lot. First, he busted out the sandwich he brought on the plane with him and proceeded to be absolutely disgusting. Lettuce everywhere. Smacking away. Ramming me with his left arm. But that was only the beginning of the nightmare to come. After eating, he chewed gum...loudly. And used his index finger to move it all around and stretch it out. At first I thought the gum was just getting stuck, then I realized The Awful Truth. This is how this guy chews gum. And he plans to do it for the rest.of.the.flight. This was way worse than the time I flew to Africa next to an African woman with her 2 year old son who swiped my mashed potatoes right off my tray. That was amateur hour compared to this guy. I turned on my iPod and put my hand up to my face trying to block it out. Except the damage was done. It was like when you were little and you played Tetris for too.damn.long. So when you went to bed that night, you closed your eyes and could only see Tetris pieces falling. Even with my hand over my face, I could still see him twirling that gum with his finger.

What kind of world do we live in? Spell check isn't recognizing "Tetris."

On my Texas vacation (pictures to come), my cousin changed my life forever by introducing me to Vitamin Water Zero, specifically Acai-Blueberry-Pomegranate.

Is it awful that I watched Bachelor Pad the other night and didn't think it was awful?

I sent my advisor a draft of 2/3 of my big fat General Exam. It's 45 pages. Jesse calculated that I basically wrote 5/9 of it with a broken finger requiring a cast on my left (dominant) hand, 3/9 of it with a badly sprained ankle, and maybe 1/9 with no injuries. They should just give me the friggin' degree now.

Mama Shirley's New Life

Big day tomorrow for Mama Shirley

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If you are the kind of person who prays...

When I was in West Africa my first year, I was part of a team that included 9 journeymen (singles in their 20s usually just out of college committed to serving for 2 years), a missionary couple, and another couple who were in their 60s also committed for 2 years to running our guesthouse for volunteers. Bill & Shirley, the older couple, were fondly regarded...we called Shirley "Mama Shirley."

Today, I heard that Bill & Shirley were in a car accident on June 20th. Bill is fine, but Mama Shirley sustained serious injuries, the most serious being a spinal cord injury with a prediction from doctors that she likely won't walk again. However, an infection has now occurred and Mama Shirley isn't doing too well.

There is a blog you can visit if you are the sort of person who likes to read blogs of people you may not actually know, and if you are the sort of person who might pray for someone who coud really use it even if you don't know them well. Here's the blog: http://shirleynolte.wordpress.com/