RJK 5000

Last night my mom texted me and asked me whether I would go to church with her today.  Sometimes she does that, tries to get me to go.  Church and religion is kind of a weird thing in general, but honestly I like the idea of taking time out of my unimportant life to reflect on certain beliefs and to hope (pray) for the best.  I went and it was fine.  The Gospel or whatever is kind of good literature too.  But when they say “Aaron” I think of Aaron from Santa Barbara and then daydream about skateboarding on Sabado.  and when they say “Ephraim” I think of Ephram and think about my favorite Everwood episodes.

The rest of my weekend was pretty chill.  Jonny and I went to Hamburger Hamlet for sliders and drinks.  I drank a grey goose martini and couldn’t get myself to eat the olive for some reason.  It was weird.  Usually I eat two olives per martini.

Charlotte is jumping on my head again.  Why does she do that.  Now she’s all Queen of England.

Daylight savings time is over.  After all this halloween fustlethrum it will be Thanksgiving, which I love.  Then Christmas which I sort of love.  Then New Years which is really nothing, and then so on.