MAUREEN
I gotta get outta here
It's like I'm being tied to the
Hood of a yellow rental truck
Bein packed in with fertilizer
And fuel oil pushed
Over a cliff by a
Suicidal Mickey Mouse
~*~"Over the Moon" RENT
Yes, I know perfectly well that that makes no sense. That's the beauty of it. Total insanity. I would try and explain it, but it doesn't really make much sense, even if you know what the context of the scene is. Maureen's song (Over the Moon) is a protest thingy, and it's extremely strange. So don't worry about it. Not understanding this does not mean that you are not a genius. (Although it doesn't mean that you are one, either)
So today I went to church. Con forms have finally arrived! Yay! Fall con is in Springfield where Martin, our old minister, is at now, so we'll all get to see him. (we all being whoever actually goes to con. last time it was just me and Zoe.) I can't wait though. It's early this year, 2 weeks before Halloween. To all my friends whom I have been trying to get to church: next Sunday is a "Bring a friend Sunday" so you can all come and it will be fun. I go to the service at 9 and youth group at 10. Lemme know if you can come. If you happen to be able to get involved in my youth group, you can come to cons with me. Cons = youth CONferences in which my youth advisor (Heather) takes as many people from the youth group as can come to a church and we party. there's workshops during the day a worship service in the evening on saturday; you spend friday night in someones house with a bunch of people, sunday you have a little closing gathering thing. warning: you don't get much sleep and you will be very tired when it is all over. Last con I got 2 hours of sleep in 72 hours. Those 2 hours were Friday night - Saturday I didn't sleep at all. I stayed up playing silent football, which is neither silent nor football. strike your attention? Gotta come to con to find out what it is.
Anyway. So I've gone on enough. I'm gonna go play guitar. I'm getting good at those Rent songs I'm learning. Yeah. So I'm gonna go.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
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